Supernatural Imagines: Book Two

Never Got The Chance

Pairing: MoC!Dean x Female!Reader

Warnings: angst, car crash, coma

Summary: You get into a horrible car crash after Dean told you to go after a big fight. The hope is that you wake up... but what if you never do?

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"You know, ever since you got that fucking mark, you've been a different person!" you scream at your boyfriend.

Ever since he got the Mark of Cain, he's been picking fights left and right, making an excuse as to why he's on the edge constantly.

"Maybe if you actually listened to me, then we wouldn't be having this fight... again!"

"Don't turn this around on me! I am a damn good hunter, and you know it! You just can't handle that someone might actually be better or smarter than you!"

"How can you be better if you never go into the field?"

"Because you never put me there!" you scream.

It's true, Dean always has a problem with you going out into the field whenever you're hunting with him and Sam. You know how to shoot a gun, know how to fight, and know how to kill a damn monster. It's like Dean sees you as his girlfriend and nothing else. It drives you up a wall, but it's only become an issue ever since he got the Mark.

You used to tolerate it before because he claimed he wanted to protect you, but you don't need someone like him to look after you. You're a big girl, you can handle yourself.

"I don't need you to protect me, Dean!"

You can see the hurt in his eyes, but he's definitely not going to let it show.

"Fine, if you want to hunt so damn bad, then why don't you just leave? Just go!"

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

This is one of the worst fights you've ever had with him, but you're not going to back down this time. He's in the wrong, not you. With a roll of your eyes, you snatch Dean's keys from the library table and storm out of the war room. You're so swift about it that he doesn't realize that you took his keys to his precious car.

You're already out the door and starting the car by the time it registers in his mind.

"Hey! You're not taking my car!" Dean yells.

"Dean, let her go. Let her cool off. You both need time to step back," Sam intervenes.

"Whatever."

Dean storms to his room and slams the door, knowing he needs to cool off. He doesn't put you in the field for a reason, and if you would just see that, then he could protect you. If something were to happen to you because of him, then he would never be able to live with himself. You mean too much to him for your life to be ruined.

It takes Dean a couple of hours to cool down to the point where he feels like he can have a normal conversation with you about this. However, when he goes to ask Sam where you are he grows worried when he hears that you aren't back yet.

"She never takes this long. She usually cools down in an hour or two," Dean sighs.

"Yeah, I know."

"You think she is in danger?"

"I'm sure she is fine. She might need more time. This sounded like a pretty bad fight."

"Yeah, maybe."