"No body said it was easy, it's such a shame for us to part, no body said it was easy, no one ever said it would be this hard, I'll take it back to the start"
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Dean sighed as gentle pushed open your bedroom door, your strong perfume hitting him. The strong memories hitting him, you died last week, Tuesday 9:28pm to be exact.
He looked over all your photo frames, most of them with you and him in. He picked up a little book that was placed on your make up stand.
A piece of paper fell out and landed next to Deans feet, he picked it up and opened the fold.
Dear Dean,
Your either reading this because your looking in my room for underwear or something happened to me, I'm guessing it's the second one.
And if it is I made you this; it's little film as I want you to watch it.
I love you, and I will probably haunt you.
(Y/n) x
He set the letter down and wiped away a tear, he ran his fingers over your beautiful handwriting before opened to the page where the letter came from. The was a memory stick that was taped to the page.
He gulped and ripped it out, heading to find Sams laptop he looked at your bedroom one last time and then left.
Plugging the stick into the laptop a window came up and a video started playing.
"Deanie beanie" a voice said. The voice nearly made Dean choke on air. It was your voice. Deans head popped out the window of the Impala and he smiled. "I found this camera cool right?" You asked pushing the camera into his face.
The clip cutted to Dean standing in the kitchen, the camera moved towards him and your voice sounded again. "Dean I made pie" you said.
"Pie? Baby you shouldn't have" Dean said turning. The voice giggled and Dean grinned. The film cut again but this time Dean was driving Baby down a back road.
"Dean?" You asked from behind the camera. He looked over at you. "I love you"
He grinned "yeah well I love you more" he took the camera off you and your smiling face appeared. You looked so beautiful, not cuts or blood stains like Dean had remembered. Only your beautiful eyes and smile.
"I love you most" you said giggling.
"That's hard to beat y'know" Dean said.
You raised and eyebrow "oh really?"
A few clips later and Dean was a sobbing mess. Sam walked in and saw the video and helped Dean to his room, on his bedside table was a picture of you and Dean.
You had your nose touching Deans and were grinning, Dean was smiling.
That night Dean could only think of how he could never hold your body again, never see your eyes light up, your smile when you see him.
YOU ARE READING
Supernatural Imagines
FanfictionA few one shots of Supernatural because I'm obsessed, I watched seasons 1-7 in like a month it was crazy. •Requests Closed•
