Supernatural Imagines

6. Dying on a Hunt: Part 2 (Dean x Reader)

I'm not sure if this will be the final part, it probably will be.

Dean was driving the impala, keeping it green eyes focused on the road. Cas was sitting in the passengers seat. He kept glancing back at you.

Your y/e/c eyes were blank. Dried blood had dripped from the corner of your mouth. Dean gripped the steering wheel tighter.

When they got back to the bunker, Cas opened the door for Dean, and he carried you bridal style through the door. You were cold to the touch.

When they entered the bunker, Sam rose from his seat and quickly ran over. Tears slowly built up in his eyes. He looked up at Dean, and could see what he was going to do.

"Dean you can't. Think about what happened last time. Do you really want to put her through the same?" he was pleading. Dean had sold his soul before, and he only had a year to live. He'd hurt Sam in ways he couldn't imagine, and he damaged himself beyond repair.

Cas then realized what Dean was talking about.

"Dean, I don't know if I can raise you from perdition again," he explained.

But, he was ignored. Dean silently carried you to your room in the bunker. He set you down gently on the bed, and walked back towards the front door, ignoring Sam's pleas.

His shoulder was jerked back, by none other than Sam.

"I know you loved her, but you have to let her go," he pleaded finally.

But, Dean's face remained blank.

"I can't lose her," and with that he left.

He drove for who knows how long until he made it to the crossroad.

After digging up the box, he put in his I.D, and some money. It was shoved back into the ground quickly. Dean looked around helplessly.

"Well, hello squirrel," Crowley said appearing a couple of feet behind Dean.

"Crowley, I need your help," Dean started,"y/n died-"

"On a hunt. Let me guess. You want me to bring her back?" Crowley mentioned interrupting Dean.

All he could do was nod.

"You know I have a price Squirrel," he said getting a cocky smirk on his face.

"I have something even better. You can make me a demon, and I'll do your dirty work for a year," Dean said practically on his knees.

Crowley mused over it for a minute.

"If I bring y/n back, you'll be my own personal slave for a year?" he asks making some clarification.

"Yes, bring her back please," Dean says tears finally making themselves present.

In one second, Crowley snapped his fingers, making Dean a demon, and causing your heart to beat.

Dean's eyes turn black, and your eyes open.

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That's it, so I may elaborate on this later on, in my imagines, but there won't be a completely dedicated chapter to it again probably.

Love ya,

Kay