Supernatural Imagines: Book Two

Don't Let It Go (dean winchester)

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Teenage!Reader, Implied Destiel

Warnings: angst, minor fluff at the end

Summary: You got into a place you weren't supposed to go into and as a result, you got put in a different universe where everything is the same except your parents.

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Inside the Impala is quiet, silent except for the soft rock playing softly through the speakers. All three men have just come back from a grueling hunt and all they want is to go home, drink some alcohol, and sleep for a day. Sam wanted to stop to get some rest in a motel room before taking the long drive home but Dean had his head set on arriving home as soon as possible. He's growing kind of tired, it's pitch black on the road, and he's passing the double yellow line too often for Sam's liking.

"Do you want me to drive?"

"No, I got it," Dean shakes his head to keep him awake.

He drives for a few more miles until he sees something in the middle of the road. It's not until he comes within twenty feet of it does he see it's a body.

"Dean, watch out!" Cas gasps.

Dean swerves the car right before he can hit the body, and he slams on his brakes a few yards away from it. All three men step out and run over to it to see who it could be. It's a teenage girl who doesn't look to have any injuries. Castiel kneels down and places two fingers on your forehead to check for internal injuries but everything checks out fine.

"She's knocked out with no injuries. I don't know who put her here."

"We can't just leave her here," Sam says.

"Bring her with us. We can do more at the Bunker," Dean decides.

Since there are no other people here to claim you, Sam scoops you into his arms and places you into the backseat of the Impala. When they arrive home, they place you in the infirmary. Castiel is able to do more extensive tests on you to check who you are, where you came from, and what you could possibly want.

"I know everyone on Earth but I don't know her name." He hovers his glowing hands over your entire body to get a feel of what you might be. "This is so weird. There is magic within her but not like witch magic, like angel magic."

"She's an angel?"

"Not fully. There is angel magic but not enough to be a full angel. I know all angels, and I don't recognize her at all."

"We have to wait for her to wake up... if she does," Sam says.

It takes three more hours for you to wake up and when you do, you stare at the three men still inside the room. You're in some kind of infirmary inside the Bunker but something is different. This doesn't feel like the Bunker you know. For one, Sam is with Dean and Castiel and Sam hasn't been on good terms with them for years now.

"Am I in trouble?" you sigh and sit up.

"What?"

"Come on. Lay it on me. Yell, scream, or do whatever you need to do."

"What are you talking about?" Dean asks.

"Very funny, Dad. Just get it over with."

"Dad? Who the hell are you?"

This isn't your world. This isn't your Bunker. This isn't your dad. Dean and Castiel don't recognize you at all.

"What planet am I on?"