Supernatural Imagines: Book Two

Part Four: The Aftershock (d.w)

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Avenger!Fem!Reader

Warnings: minor angst

Summary: The after-effects of taking the Mark creep in slowly and you're not sure if taking it on was the best thing for you. Dean once had it so you go to him in hopes he might have tips on how to manage the anger you know you'll experience.

Author's Note: this is a continuation of the three parts in the first book! the link to the last part is below, but you can find them toward the end of the first book if you want to refresh your memory!

https://www.wattpad.com/1119513101-supernatural-imagines-book-one-no-time-like-the

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"What, in your head, told you that taking on something like the Mark of Cain was a good idea? Do you realize what could happen?"

"I know, Stephen, but Dean and Sam needed me. What was I supposed to do? Let them suffer?"

"No, you were supposed to use rational thought."

"What do you want me to do now? You have magic. Take it off me."

"It's not that simple." Stephen turns and curses under his breath. "Let me figure this out. This is exactly why I didn't want you going off on your own."

"I'm not a child, Stephen," you glare.

"Your action proves otherwise."

Stephen told you to stay close but there is one place you want to be at, and it's nowhere near New York. He's a smart man. He'll find a way to get you out of this before something bad happens. The Mark is starting to mess with your head so you go to the one person who might understand how to make you feel better.

You don't knock and sneak inside the same way you did when you first entered the Bunker. There is noise coming from the kitchen where Dean is, and his back is turned to you as he does the dishes. He doesn't notice you standing there until he turns to grab two dirty dishes off the kitchen island.

"Shit!" he jumps. "What are you doing here? You scared me."

"I'm sorry," you mumble and scratch your arm absentmindedly.

"Are you okay? Are we okay? Tell me we didn't do anything bad."

"No, everything is okay, still. How is Sam doing?"

"Okay. He doesn't remember much from his time as a demon albeit it short. He thinks it's from the stress. I don't know."

"That's good," you nod, distracted.

"Is everything okay?"

"I need you to be honest with me." He doesn't say anything but patiently waits for you to continue. "How was life with the Mark?"

"Honestly? A nightmare. I was angry all the time. I was lashing out at people, and I had the urge to kill anything in sight. The Mark is a curse. It wants you to feed it with power. It never stopped... itching." Dean looks at your hand scratching the arm your mark is on. "Kind of like what you're doing now."

"I feel bad for what I did to you and Sam which is why I took this mark. Now... I'm trying really hard not to let it affect my powers."

Dean dries his hands and leaves the remaining dirty dishes in the sink before grabbing your hand.

"Come on. I have something that might help you with that." He takes you down to the shooting range where everything is stocked and ready to use. "Have you ever shot a gun?"