Supernatural Imagines: Book Two

No Good Deed Goes Unpunished (d.w)

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female!Reader

Warnings: minor fluff, angst, murder (implied), character death

Summary: One good deed turns into your worst nightmare, one that you can't stop from coming.

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Before you can leave the bedroom, Dean pulls you in again and kisses you. He knows exactly what to do to get you to stay, but you promised your friend you'd go shopping with her. You wrap your arms around his neck and allow yourself to get lost in the kiss for exactly five seconds before you pull away.

"I gotta go, Dean," you giggle.

"Come on, stay. I'll do that thing you like," he smirks.

"No. It's not fair to use sex to hold me here. I'll only be gone a few hours at most. You're so clingy," you laugh and push him off you. "You'll survive for a few hours. I promise."

"Okay, fine, but you're not leaving my bedroom when you get back."

"Deal," you chuckle. "If I'm not back by seven, you have my permission to come get me."

You kiss Dean quickly before leaving the bedroom. Dean won't let you take his precious car so you opt to take one of the other older ones in the bunker's garage. They're all vintage classics that Savy fell in love with when she first saw them. She'll appreciate you taking the 1955 Ford Thunderbird. Savvy is only in town for a few days on business so you only have a few days to hang with her before she goes back home on the East Coast.

"How are you and Jerry doing?" you ask when you pick her up.

Normally, the drive to the mall is only twenty minutes if you take the main roads and the highway. The weather is nice so you opt to take the back roads which will add another thirty minutes to the ride. Neither of you mind.

"We're trying for another baby, so that's exciting." She already has four kids so you're surprised she wants to bring another one into the world. "What about you? Any kids for you and Dean?"

"Savy, we've only been dating for six months."

"So? You're not getting any younger."

"I don't want kids, and I don't think Dean will have an issue with me not wanting kids." Kids don't fit into the hunting life. "Plus, we're taking things at a nice pace. He just asked me to move into the Bunker last week."

"That must be easier for hunting."

"Yeah, it is."

"Are you happy, Y/N?"

"Very. Are you happy?"

"I am," she smiles.

"Good."

You turn the music up and let the wind blow through your hair as you drive down the desolate road. You turn the corner and see a gray car parked on the side of the road about one hundred yards away. There is a man standing by the car with his hands on his head like he's stressed about his car situation. You slow down and turn the music off when you approach the man.

"Car trouble?"

"Yeah. My tire is flat, my phone is dead, and I don't know how to change a tire. I know what you're thinking. A man doesn't know how to change a tire? I was never a car man, and no one ever taught me," he chuckles nervously.

"Do you have a spare?"

"Yeah, in the back."

"I know how to change a tire. I can help you."

"You're a lifesaver. Thank you."

You pull up in front of the car, and Savy looks at you with concern.

"Are you sure you should be doing this?"

"I'm just changing a tire. It's fine. Ten minutes tops." You get out of the car. "Stay here."

"Thank you for stopping. I would have had to walk home," the man chuckles. "I'm Peter."

"Y/N. That's Savy, and it's no problem. I'd want someone to stop for me."

You take the spare from the back and get started on taking the current tire off the car. You have just undone the lugnuts from the rim when your phone rings from your car.

"Dean is calling you."

"Answer it. Tell him I'll only be a minute."

Savy grabs your phone and answers his call.

"Y/N's phone. How may I help you?"

"Where is Y/N?"

"She's busy right now. Can I take a message?"

"Just tell her to call me when she can," Dean says and hangs up. Dean puts his phone down and looks at his brother who is looking at his iPad. "So, you thinking ghost possession?"

"Well, the witnesses claim to see black goo coming out of the victims' ears before they killed themselves."

"Yeah, ghost possession. We'll leave in an hour. We'll pick up Y/N on the way." Forty-five minutes later, Dean enters the man cave to grab something when he sees you sitting on the couch staring at the TV that's turned to the news. "I thought you'd be gone for a few hours. When did you get in?"

"A few minutes ago."

"Oh, well, Sam found a case a few states away. He's thinking ghost possession. You in?" You don't answer and continue to look at the TV. "Are you okay?"

"Look what's on the news."

Dean walks closer to you and pays attention to the news reporter.

"While on a car chase, authorities discovered a 2003 gray Honda Civic abandoned on the side of the road. When authorities looked closer, there were signs of a struggle. We're not clear as to what may have taken place, but they found two women's purses on the ground. It is presumed that two women are missing, but their identities remain a mystery as of right now. Back to you, Sam."

The news coverage changes to another news reporter who is already on the scene.

"Yes, Jill, what happened here is a tragedy. Local authorities are doing everything they can to locate the two women, hopefully alive." Shouts from the officers can be heard, and Sam looks behind him to see what is going on. "This just in, I think they found a body." Sam turns back to the camera. "I am unsure if they are able to identify the body. When we have more information, you'll be the first to know. Back to you, Jill."

"Wow, that's so sad," Dean says.

You look at Dean with unshed tears in your eyes.

"I'm at the bottom of Waconda Lake."

"What?"

"Who are you talking to?" Sam asks when he pops his head in. Suddenly, you mist away, and realization dawns on Dean's face. His knees buckle and he has to sit down before he crumbles to the ground. "Dude, you okay?"

"I think Y/N's dead."