Supernatural Preferences and Imagines

Deals- Dean

You had one job, and you screwed it up.

FLASHBACK

"Look after Sammy for me, okay? I want you both home in one piece."

"Promise."

"Knew I could count on you, Y/n." Dean leaned down and pecked his lips against yours, wrapping his arm around you waist and pulling you closer. "Give those sons of bitches hell for me."

"Love you, Dean."

"Love ya too, Y/n."

FLASHBACK OVER

It was your fault that Sam got clawed to near death by a werewolf. You drove him to the hospital, notifying Dean immediately. You lowered your head and turned away from the pale, sleeping figure of Sam.

Beside you, Dean let out a loud huff and you could feel his glare burning into your skin. Finally, you looked up and met his gaze.

"Y/n, I gave you one task!"

"I know! I tried-"

"You tried. Your 'trying' lead to by brother winding up on a hospital bed!"

"I just-" Tears pricked at your eyes.

"I hate hospitals." He dropped his voice to a mutter, "It should have been you, Y/n."

"Excuse me?"

"Right now," he took in a long breath, "I would rather have you on that bed than Sammy. The doctors came in and said he is expected to last a day, two tops."

Your heart plummeted. Now, it was your turn to suck in a deep breath, blinking the tears back. You met Dean gaze with a great intensity.

"Fine," you snapped. "I told you that I tried. I drove him here to get help, I protected him the best I could, and if you were there in my place I doubt you could've done any better. Now, if you want me gone," you blinked back a few more tears, "you don't have to ask twice."

You walked around Sam's bed and shoved Dean out of the doorway. Soon the beeping of the heart monitor faded and you found yourself at your car.

You yanked open the door, jammed the key into the ignition, then slammed the door. You stepped on the gas and sped away. Sobs openly racked through your body. You felt defeated, shattered. Dean blamed you... You blamed yourself...

If Dean cared about Sam more than you, you were going to give him his brother back.

You drove to the back roads, screeching to a halt at a random crossroads. You stepped out of the car and went to the trunk, pulling out a box already filled for supplies needed for a demon deal. You always had one just in case...

You pushed the last bit of gravel over the box and waited.

"Y/n." You turned around to find Crowley standing behind you. "You've been crying, love, what is the matter?"

"Don't 'love' me. I'm here to make a deal," you spat.

Crowley's face lit up with a smirk. He cocked his head at you in a questioning matter.

"I want you to save Sam Winchester, I'll give you my soul in return."

He let out a dramatic huff. "You'll only get one year, darling."

"Deal," you closed your eyes and swallowed the fear building up.

"You must seal it with a kiss." You could hear his footsteps crunching across the rocks to you. You heard a car turn into the road, a door opening, then slamming shut.

"Y/n, no!" Dean's voice shouted from the distance. Now you were glad that you parked your car in the middle of the road. That meant Dean would take longer to get to you...

You lurched forwards, pretending not to hear your boyfriend and pressed your lips to the demon in front of you. Quickly, you pulled away disgusted. Crowley gave you a smile.

"See you around, Y/n." And he vanished.

"Y/n! What were you thinking?" Dean finally reached you and grabbed your shoulders, pushing you back a few steps. He had tears streaming down his face. "You're so stupid!"

"You wanted your brother alive," you said, your expression turned hard and you were shocked on how icy your voice came out.

"Listen, I didn't mean that-"

"It's too late. The deal can't be undone."

For a rare moment, Dean looked defeated. "How long did you get?" he rasped.

"One year," your voice shook, finally betraying the building emotions. You collapsed into Dean's arms and sobbed while he whispered 'I'm sorry' and 'I love you' over and over.

"We should go to Sam, he probably will be waiting for us." You straightened and looked into Dean's apple green eyes, you watched as he hid all trace of sadness, except in his gaze.

"Yeah." He awkwardly stepped back, looking as if he wanted to say more, then turned his back and headed to the impala.