Supernatural x Reader

Dean x Reader

Surprising him

It was a cold evening in late November, the snow began to fall slowly onto the motel you and the Winchesters were staying in. You had previously went on a hunt to burn a Wendigo but you didn't return with the Winchesters. Your boyfriend, Dean, was worried sick about you; he went back to the area, where you vanished, to search for you but only found the remains of your favourite crimson red jacket ripped and mangled. Dean and Sam had stayed in the motel for a few days, trying to get hold of your mobile but it always went to voicemail.

"Maybe we should track her phone, she wouldn't leave her phone behind!" Theorised Dean, pacing around the motel room. Sam had glanced up at Dean, like he was insane.

"For all we know Dean she could be with that Wendigo or even worse, de-" Sam was cut off by a hard slap across the face from Dean, his eyes watering from what Sam had said.

"Don't you dare think like that, she is still alive and I know it. My baby won't die on me!" Shouted Dean. Sam rubbed his face painfully, processing what just happened as he stood up from his chair, shutting the lid of his laptop. Before he could let Sam counter that he stormed out the room and went down to his Impala, his second baby. He opened the door and slammed it behind him, driving off back to the place where they had last seen you. He had tears streaming down his face as he clenched the wheel. After a short drive he made it and stood in front of the car, yelling your name at the top of his lungs, after a while he paced around, still shouting for you.

"Y/N!!! Y/N where are you!?" He repeated that a few times, listening to the silence in the area. Eventually, he swiped off the snow from the hood of the car, sitting on it and looking up at the sky, prayer to himself that you would be okay and return. He closed his eyes.

I don't know if anyone is out there and hearing this, I hope to God that someone is listening. Please show me a sign that my baby is okay, that she isn't dead. Please, I want to hold her in my arms again... I know you probably hate me God, but please hear me out. I want Y/N back, she is the only person that brings me joy, her smile fills me with glee and her hugs are like heaven, no pun intended, but I can't have that if she isn't with me so please, lead my baby back to me.

He opened his eyes and didn't see any change. He sighed dismally and climbed back in the car but the door wouldn't shut fully, he tried a few times to shut it, he gave up as he groaned and got out to see a ripped piece of your shirt latched onto the door. He stood straight and looked around, only hearing the sound of shoes against the snow. He felt cold, shivering arms wrap around him. He went to go and push this person off but noticed she had a black bracelet around her wrist that had Dean's name on it. He quickly turned around and hugged you tightly.

"Oh Dean, I thought I would never see you again" you mumbled through his blue shirt. Dean didn't speak, not once. He kept hugging you until the snow started to come down heavier. He pulled away and looked into Y/E/C eyes and leaned forward, placing his warm hand on your cheek. You leaned up and crashed your lips together, melting in his embrace.

After a warm make out session, you two climbed into the Impala and drove back to motel, holding each other's hand on the way there, never letting go. You stumbled out the car and walked to the room, Dean wrapping his arm around you. He unlocks the door and you are pulled into a huge hug by Sam. You hug back as you can hear Sam's sniffling, tears running down his cheeks.

"I thought I would never see you again" Mumbles Sam through his tears

"I didn't stop walking and running, I had to come back to my moose and baby" you reply back, pulling Dean's shirt and making him hug the both of you.

"You are never leaving our side again, ever" Dean whispers in your ear, making you smile widely.

"I won't, I promise" you whisper back.