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Prompt: Dean is your Boyfriend.
And you get hurt on a hunt.
Badly, but not enough.
fluff.
"Okay, (Y/N)," dean started "You'll go in through this way, and sam will go in this way." Dean said pointing at the old abandon building's blueprints, where a couple of newly bitten vapms had frormed and were living.
"Okay?"
"Alright, sounds good." Sam said putting his machete in its holster.
The hunt went almost as planned
One got away, and he was the one that you needed to kill.
You cornered him and were about to shoot, when he pounced.
"Not to day pretty lady." He said with a sly grin before he pounced and made a huge gash going down your right side.
You bit down on your lip to keep from screaming in pain, not wanting to give him the satisfaction he wanted.
He fled.
You tried to shoot him with your dead mans blood bullets, but you couldn't.
You tried to pull yourself to your feet, not knowing how bad it was, but failed the falling to the old ware houses cold floors, screaming in pain.
"(Y/N)??!?" Dean screamed running through the wearhouse.
"SAMMY!?! (Y/N)!?!?
SAMMY, WHERE IS (Y/N)?!" Dean asked panic in his usually smooth and serious voice
Sam came running into the room where you were, hearing your screams of pain.
"Oh my god.... (Y/N).....
DEAN! I FOUND HER!
DEAN!" Sam yelled rushing over to you.
He knelt down to you and took your hand and tried to help the blood flow.
"IM COMEI-" He ran into the room and saw you body, pale, gushing blood, and loseing light.
He rushed over to you and took your hand while Sam tried to cover your wounds.
He picked you up gently yet, bridal style, carrying you out of the wear house.
Sam snagged the keys and got in the drivers seat and started the car while dean sat with you in the back seat trying to stop the bleeding.
Your eyes started to slowly shut
They just seemed to get heavier and heavier.
Soon enough they closed.
**DEANS P.O.V.**
(Y/N)'s eyes started to close.
Then they did.
No matter to my protests
As hard as I tried
I looked up at Sam who was looking at me through the rear view mirror, an apologetic look on his face.
"What are we gonna do Sammy?" I said, a noticeable tinge of sadness in my voice.
"Hurry to the Bunker and hope for the best."
"Hope for the best." kept repeating
"Hope for the best."
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I'm dedicating this chapter to....
_deans_baby_ !!!!!!!
Bye_for_now
-Elizabeth May❤
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July 14th, 1:27 am, 2016
OHMYFUCKING SHIT THIS WAS SO CRINGY (it's still cringy but not as bad$ BEFORE I REVISED IT OHMYCHUCK KDNAMDBAM
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