SUPERNATURAL. in which dean winchester is pulled out of hell but he's unsure of who or what pulled him out. it's up to him, allison argent, and his younger brother sam to find out. all while fighting off the apocalypse.
SEASON FOUR - SEASON FIVE
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"BABY?"
As soon as his voice came over the other line of the phone, Allison Argent's legs went weak. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. She couldn't believe it was him. For the last day, the brunette huntress had been curled up in a ball in her bed under the impression the Winchester Brothers were gone. Dead, even.
She sat in the passenger seat of the Impala while Bobby Singer drove. He sent her worrisome glances every once in a while as they got closer and closer to the motel Dean and Sam Winchester sent them. Allison chewed on her nails nervously as she stared out the window with tear stained cheeks. She didn't understand. She watched them go into the bright light that she could only assume was the cage opening, releasing Lucifer from Hell. How were they alive?
Not long after, Allison and Bobby had finally arrived to the motel in one piece. As soon as Bobby turned off the Impala, Allison took off in a sprint. She bumped into anyone and everyone that came across her path but she couldn't care less at that moment. She needed to get to him. She needed to feel him.
She ran up to the door and beat her fist off of it — her heart racing ( what felt like 100 beats a minute ) against her chest. Then, the door opened. There he was. His eyes slightly widened at the sight of her a small smile broke out onto his lips.
Allison immediately flung herself at him. Due to the sudden impact and her weight playing a part, Dean Winchester stumbled back but it didn't stop him from wrapping his arms around her tightly. She dug her head into the crease of his neck as she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him even closer to her.
Both inhaled one another's scent, previously under the impression this would never be able to again. Dean put a hand on the back of her head, holding her there, feeling her body shake with the quiet sobs that left her lips. He placed soft and gentle kisses against the side of her head as he too felt tears brim his eyes. He stood there thinking about how he was gonna die and he would never get to tell Allison how much he loved her.
They finally pulled away from one another. One by one, Allison's feet touched the ground but that didn't matter. They still held one another as close as their bodies would let them. She cupped his cheeks, scanning his face, praying this was real that it wasn't a dream like the ones she had been having. He stared down at her with so much love and admiration in his eyes.
A smile broke out on her face as she released a soft giggle before pulling him down to meet her lips and he quickly obliged. She wrapped her arms around his neck, keeping him in that position. Their lips melted into one another, moving in sync. The love they felt for one another at that moment was impeccable. They pulled away from one another, catching their breaths and leaning their foreheads against one another.
