Something's Growing Stronger (Dean WinchesterXReader) #Wattys2016

Possession ~ Part 2

You woke up inside a Devil's trap. You were tied to a chair, and your (h/c) was hanging over your face. You sat up, and sighed loudly. Zoe and Cas were pacing around the room, angel blades in hand. Sam was sitting in a chair in the corner, rubbing his broken arm, which was in a cast, and Dean was in a chair right in front of the pentagram.
"So boys, guess you got me." You said sarcastically, and giggled deviously.
"Shut your face, demon. Your not gonna be in (Y/n) very longer." Dean growled. You smirked.
"Sure, sweetcheeks. Hit me with all you got." You said stubbornly. Sam groaned and leaned back.
"Hang in there, Sammy. The demon'll be out soon." Then, your endeavor seemed to change. You slumped in the chair, and called out weakly, "D-Dean?" You whispered. Dean's face shot up and he ran into the Devils trap, untying you.
"Thanks..." You whimper, then double over.
"(Y/n)! Are you-"
"Dean! I-I can't hold it back much longer-" you screamed in agony.
"Go!" You held your stomach with one hand and shoved Dean with the other. Dean hastily shook his head as you screamed once again. It turned into maniacal laughter.
"Oh Dean~" you said. Dean's eyes widened and the four of them ran out of the room. You grinned and grabbed a hammer. /oh yes I am. I'm doing this./ You walked around the soundless bunker, searching for your so called "friends". You turned a corner, and saw Sammy. You smirked, and swung the hammer right for his head. He ducked right before it hit his head. He ran down the corridor, then turned a corner. You shrugged, and went the other direction.

You saw Dean's plaid shirt. You smirked once again, and swung the hammer at him. It connected with his arm, and he screamed in agony.
"Just what I wanted to hear." You said, and grinned. A single tear rolled down Dean's cheek. This made you even happier. Then you felt a pair of strong arms go around you. You struggled, and screeched.
"Let me go, you feathery ass!" You screeched. Sammy came around the corner, and helped Dean up.
"Come on, Dean. Do it. You know you'll be hurting me, and your precious (Y/n)." You said, grinning. Castiel's grip on you grew tighter. Dean glared at the demon possessing you, staring into your black eyes.
"Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica. Ergo, draco maledicte. Ecciesaim tuam securi tibi facias libertate servire, te rogamus." Dean cleared his throat.
"Adios, bitch." He whispered as you choked. Then you giggled. You opened your midnight black eyes, and smirked.
"Your going to have to try harder than that, Dean."

I may be bending some rules, but this'll be a sad one.

Ish.

Hehe.

~ZoeHerondale17