supernatural one-shots

Armyofassbutts

"I think you understand how this goes Squirrel. You give me the blade, I give you back your lady love." Crowley purred, Dean was against the wall, bloody and heaving. Before Crowley's demons dragged you off, Dean took out at least twelve demons, fiercely determined that he would not let them take you, that was before Crowley slammed him against the wall several times. Dean knew that one of his ribs were broken, but that pain was nothing compared to what he felt that he let them take you, screaming, kicking, scared, you screeched his name as they dragged you off. Your voice was now ringing in his ears even though you were long gone.
"I swear to god Crowley, give her back!" He roared. Crowley rolled his eyes.
"So cliche' Dean, haven't you learned yet not to double-cross me?" Dean knew there was nothing to do but give Crowley the blade.
"Fine Crowley... Text me when and where and I'll bring it... But don't-don't hurt her." Dean said, his voice cracking. Crowley turned on his heel.
"Wise choice Squirrel." Crowley winked, and then he was gone. Dean held his side, groaning, angry, frustrated that he failed to protect someone he loved... again. As he stood up, Dean realized that Crowley was taking you to hell, there was no other place he would take you to keep Dean finding you. Dean put his hands on his head as the full force of what was happening hit him, his eyes began to water as the loss strangled him, he could hardly breath. He had made a promise to the both of you that you would never let this happen. And though he knew you would never hold it against him, he had broken it... It was too much. Dean collapsed and began heaving. What if Crowley tricked him and he would never see you again? Never kiss you again? Never even get the chance to tell you the three words that he had been wanting to say since the day he met you...
Sam burst into the warehouse and saw Dean on the floor. He ran over yelling his name. Sam grabbed his older brother by his shoulders.
"Are you okay man? Where's Y/N? I thought she was with you?" Sam asked frantically. The words twisted in Dean's heart. He could barely choke out the next few words.
"Crowley has her..."

Sam and Dean were standing outside the Impala, stopped on the abandoned highway Crowley told them to meet up for the swap. An hour before the trade, giving the boys no time to set up a trap. Sam agreed that your life wasn't worth risking, so Dean firmly gripped the blade Crowley wanted, and prayed that he was true to his word. The last two days had been torture, for both Dean and Sam, but mostly Dean, he just sat at the table staring at his phone, waiting for the message from Crowley, he didn't sleep for a minute, he couldn't even drink for the fear of being drunk during the trade.
A few minutes later Crowley appeared with two bodyguard demons, both holding you up by one arm, you had a bloody lip and a bruised cheek, you were exhausted and could barely stand up. You hadn't slept or eaten in the two days, you had a pounding headache and your whole body felt weak. At the sight of you Dean became frantic.
"Y/N! What did you do to her!? Crowley you bastard!" Dean growled, Sam's breath caught at the sight of you. Dean tried running to you but Crowley pushed him back by merely lifting his hand in the air, Dean skidded on the pavement.
"Crowley stop!" Sam yelled, holding out his hand in Dean's defense.
"We have the blade! Give us Y/N!" Sam said taking the blade from Dean and holding it out to Crowley. Crowley held out his hand and the blade stuck to it like a magnet. Crowley then waved his hand, his demon pawns thrust you forward, you completely lost your footing and fell to the ground. Crowley snapped his finger and he and his demons were gone. Dean scrambled up and ran to you on the pavement, he scooped you up, cradling you in his arms, kissing your forehead and caressing your cheek. Dean mumbled
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Y/N... please... please forgive me.... we're gonna patch you right up baby- you don't have to worry, it's over, I'm gonna take care of you."
Sam watched as Dean frantically apologized and you nodded your head and quietly forgave him, Sam shook his head, this was a new low for Crowley, Sam had never seen Dean love someone so much, taking and hurting you had reduced Dean to a Sad mess. Finally after a few minutes Dean picked you up in his big strong arms. He tossed Sam the keys and sat with you in the back the whole ride home. The entire time stroking your head and kissing you gently. Dean smiled, not even caring that Crowley got the best of them, just happy that you were with him again.
After the three of you got to the bunker, Dean fed you soup and made you drink three glasses of water, he checked you for major cuts and bruises, then put you to bed. After sitting next to you until you fell asleep he walked into the kitchen and looked at Sam. The anger finally setting in.
"I'm gonna kill that fucking demon." He growled.