Dean Winchester Imagines

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Y/n awoke to an empty bed beside her. It didn't surprise her that Dean was gone again. She understood that he hunted to keep everyone safe but by now, she missed him. She missed it when he would hug her from behind, when he would hold her at night, calm her when she was scared or frightened or angry. She missed Dean. On numerous occasions she suggested to go with them to hunt but Dean protested. Even though she was a really good hunter, Dean didn't want her to get hurt because of him, so she stopped asking to go and they never spoke about hunting unless Dean returned injured.

She wrote him a note explaining why she was leaving and that he was not the main reason for her leaving, that she felt as if it was time for her to depart and let him carry on with what he does best, as she didnt want to hold him back. It hurt for her to leave but she knew that it was the right thing to do. She then got to the task of packing up her things. It's for the better that he doesn't know how I feel she thought I'd only drag him away from hunting.

she had finished packing and slung her bag over her shoulder. She made her way down the stairs heading for the front door when she saw the infamous impala pull up. Her eyes widened and she hurried towards the back door, slipping out before the boys could notice. She quickly turned around and ran into the woods behind the bunker, making a quick get away.

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Dean and Sammy entered the bunker and placed our bags down. It wasn't unusual that it was quiet, it next to always was. Today however, it seemed like the bad type of silence. Dean brushed it off and went to his and Y/n's room. When he entered our room, he saw a note on their bed and his heart dropped. Hesitantly, he walked over and picked up the letter, reading it.

Dear Dean,

I'm so sorry to leave like this but I had to. It's not you, it's me. I shouldn't feel this way, but sadly, i do. I know you love hunting so i could never ask you to stop, so i've left, of my own free will and the fact that i could never drag you out of the hunting life. Just thinking of all those people's lives that would be lost if i took you out of hunting really doesn't make me want to think about it. I hope you can understand that was never the main reason as to why I left, you always said i could talk to you about these things but this time, i couldn't talk to you about it, i just couldn't.

By the time you are reading this, I am most likely on my way to who knows where. Track me down as you might, who knows, maybe you will be lucky enough to find me. You have to understand that even though I sound like a total bitch, people need you more than I do. And i have to deal with my problems on my own.

I love you so much, more than you will ever know

Forever yours,

Y/n xxxxxxx

Dean's eyes filled with tears as he sat down on their bed. "What...W-Why did she- This bed is still slightly warm...It's still wARM! SAMMY!!" Dean shouted and slipped his jacket back on.

Sam hurried in "What's wrong?" he asked

"Y/n left with only a letter but the bed is still warm, meaning she couldn't have gotten far!" Dean hurried out of the bunker with Sam right behind him. They climbed into the impala and hurried off on the road, searching for Y/n, not going to stop until she was found and safe in Dean's arms once more.