Dean Winchester, love story,
Y/n: previous stripper that was saved by the Winchesters. She became a hunter for the same reason, because she wanted to repay the favor to others.
When things start to go down that put all hunters in danger. dean and...
TW: slight torture. (I didn't do the full torturing scene because I didn't feel like it lol sorry :l ) (Sorry there's like so many time jumps in here,) -Outfit-
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-Setting- Warehouse in Lawrence. 10,pm «—————»
The blade drags along my abdomen as I muffle a scream. The demon stiffles out a small laugh as he presses it to my cheek. "Now, tell me what I want to know."
I lean forward placing my cheek against the blade it slicing it roughly. "Go.. to hell." I pant out heavily as he smirks at me.
"If I go, darling your coming with me." He said as he plunges the blade into my stomach. I gasp as I feel the sharp pain take over me. He leaves it in my as he grabs my chin making me look at him.
I hear the door slam open as the demon makes a run for it. I feel the warm blood dripping down my clothes as I see my vison get blurry. "Y/n!" I look up to see dean screaming as he comes up to me.
He starts to take off the cuffs on my feet then hands as I fall onto him. He's careful not to push the knife in deeper as he lays me down. Blood dripping out of my mouth I look up at him trying to speak.
"Don't talk.. CASS!" Dean yells as Cass and Sam run in. "Don't leave me.. I need you y/n." I feel my vison fade as I lay my head onto him. "Y/n i-" I pass out my vison dark as I fall onto him.
-setting- Bunker, 12,am Dean POV «—————»
I sit sipping the alcohol as Cass walks into the main room with us. "I've healed her the best I could.. she might still have some external injuries but the main one Is healed fully..even so she might not even wake up."
"She will" I say drinking the whiskey heavily as I pour another glass. Sam doesn't argue with me drinking just sits down sighing.
"You wanna-" I cut him off as I pull the drink from my lips. My lips puckering softly at the burning alcohol. "Nope.."
Sam nods as he gets up patting my back as he starts to walk off. He stops as he turns around looking at me intensely. "She's strong. She'll pull through."
I nod as I look at my hands. My grip tightening around the glass as Sam and Cass leave me to be alone.
I get up heading to y/n's room, hesitantly placing my hand on the doorknob. I open it as I see her laying on the bed. Castiels trench coat wrapped around her as her lips were slightly open.
Her face having a large cut along her cheek and bruising. My heart sinks as I see her laying lifeless on the bed. I shut the door as I pull a chair up sitting beside her. I hold her cold hand into my warm one as I pull It to my lips kissing it softly.
"You didn't let me finish.. so you better wake up asshole." I chuckle hoarsely as my eyes brim with tears. I place her hand to my lips holding it tightly with mine. Castiels words ringing in my head.
"She might not even wake up.."
I lay my head down as a tear falls slowly. Sniffling I wipe my face off covering her up. Leaning my head onto her arm as I hold it close my body still in the seat. I close my eyes, her smell running through my mind.
I wake up my head throbbing as I look around. My throat dry as I feel so thirsty, quickly getting up I get water from my sink. I tilt it back gulping it before pouring another glass. I look at my outfit to see Castiels jacket around me. I look at the mirror in front of me as I look at myself.
My face having yellow and purple bruises , and a large scar across my cheek. I lift up my shirt to see a stab-wound scar and large cuts. I look away as I sip the water.
I start to limp out my body feeling weak as if i hadn't eaten in weeks. Last I remember was dean helping me down after I got stabbed. And.. he was telling me something.
I open my door as I limp through the halls. Entering the kitchen I look around to see no one there. "Dean?" I manage to mumble out my throat not making much noise. I've lost my voice? Must be since I've slept all day. "Sam?... Cass?" I mumble out almost a whisper like noise.
I stumble my body frail as I head to main room. No ones here... I walk to a chair almost knocking it over making a Loud noise. Good idea me. Not having enough energy to bang on the table loud enough I push the chair over falling slightly with it.
I catch myself on the table as I breath a bit heavy. Trying to stand up straight again my legs trembling, hell my whole body trembling. I hear loud footsteps as i turn around.
I see dean wide eyed as I smile softly. My eyes pricking with tears as he rushes to me hugging me gently as he helps me up. I wrap my arms around him the best I can as i fall into him. He looks at me tears falling down his cheeks as I wipe them softly.
"I'm.. ok" I manage to whisper out as he nods his lip quivering. I feel my heart sink at the worry on his face. Sam runs over with Cass as they look at me.
Sitting me down Cass heals my voice loss the best he can along with my fatigue. "Guys.. I'm ok it's been one night, you act like I haven't seen you guys in a year."
Dean looks away avoiding my eye contact as I look at him. "Dean..what is it." He avoids looking at me as I look at Sam. He sighs giving in as he tells me.
"Y/n.. you've been in a coma for a couple weeks. We didn't know if you was going to survive." My heart stops at his words. I look up at dean as he bites his lip closing his eyes.
My heart sinks as I stand up hugging his waist. He stands there stopped for a moment before pulling me into his arms.
