Supernatural One Shots and Short Stories

Dean: when Dean offers to massage your shoulders after a stressful day.

You slam the book "damn it!" Dean walks into the library and says "what's wrong with you?" You huff "I have spent all night and half the day trying to find out what the hell could kill them people and nothing and I mean NOTHING!! Has come up in all this...this crap these Men of Letter have collected in a hundred freakin years!!" Dean had started scanning the bookshelves as you talked, when you were done he sighs "well I am sure we will get a break somewhere I mean we are looking through all this, Sam is there talking with the police, Cas is working the heaven spell and Crowley is well...being Crowley so in my mind things aren't so bad right now..." You stare straight at the wall with a blank face then say sarcastically as you could "Dean not even a month ago you...you were a demon no a knight of hell... And before that Sam was possessed  by an angel but not any angel the one that has been locked up since the beginning of time, Cas has stolen grace in him that soon is going to run out and CROWLEY!!.... Well.... Is Crowley..." Dean rolls his eyes "jeez don't sugar coat it y/n" you stand walking over beside him looking at the books and you went on "Dean I am sorry I am just so freakin stressed and I am just tired of being two steps behind this thing." He nods grabbing a extremely big book then turns back to you "well when you want to talk more or find something I will be in my room" he starts walking away as you yell "yeah thanks for the help Winchester!" He laughs "anytime" you roll your eyes then start going through another book......

After another two hours you were ready to pull your hair out and scream. You slam the book shut like the other then walk down the hall to Dean's room. When you get there the door was pulled to so you knock, Dean says sarcastically from the other end "oh great what do you want?" You smirk "came I come in?" He says "why not" you push the door open to find Dean is sitting in the floor reading in the book and looking at his tablet. You sigh "I still can't find anything" he nods "I can't either... What ever it is it doesn't look like the Men of Letters have heard much of it just bits and pieces" you sigh again and run your fingers through your hair then rub your neck that started hurting sometimes this morning. After standing there for a few more minutes with Dean not saying anything you finally say "okay well I am going to go back in here, nice talk Dean..." You turn to walk out but Dean stops you "y/n hold up" you turn back to him "what Dean?" After the fight you two had a week ago although you and Dean forgave each other you both still didn't really talk to each other and this was the first time since the fight that Sam or Cas had left you two alone...

Dean looks down at the book and says "come here" you put your hand on your hip and tilt your head "excuse me?" He rolls his eyes "did you have a brain problem with in two hours where you don't understand English language? I said come here" you huff rolling your eyes at the man and walk over to him, he throws the tablet on the bed and takes one last look at the book before closing it and laying it to the side. He patted on his legs "come sit down with me" you stare at him for a moment "are you serious? Why?" He sighs "no I am being extremely sarcastic yes come sit down and because I said so that's why" you finally give in and walk over and sit down beside him. He shakes his head then grabs your waist before you could say anything about it he pulls you over in his lap between his legs, you try and protest and get up but he wraps his arms around your waist to hold you down, finally you just give up and say "what are you thinking will come out of this Winchester?" He laughs "you seem extremely stressed so I just thought you might like a massage that's all" you look at him oddly "Dean Winchester in your whole life never once have I heard of you giving massages out of the goodness of your heart" he rolls his eyes at you "shut up" you smirk replying "whatever"

You turn back straight and Dean starts rubbing your neck, you roll your neck trying to pop it then he says "Jesus y/n that felt like you just broke every bone in your neck" you giggle "well I have been pretty stressed lately" he laughs "well your not the only one, you know what I don't get?" You say "what why the Kardashian's have a tv show and we don't?" He chuckles "no but that is another question that has came up in my head a time or two...no like this morning when you were PMSing me and that book in the library" you cut him off  "I was not PMSing you or that stupid book!!" He smiles and says rubbing your shoulders "yeah whatever you say, anyways let me finish... You where talking about everyone else's problems like me being a demon, Sam being possessed by an angel, Cas's stolen graces flying out the window...no pun intended... and Crowley being well...Crowley" you cut him off again "you know how screwed up our lives are that, that even makes sense?" He says "can you be quite for one minute I mean are you physically able of doing that?" You huff "fine jeez!" He smile "good... Now that whole time never once did you talk about your problems you didn't add them in or nothing, now can I ask why?" You turn your head and say "oh I can talk now are you sure?" He laughs ruffling you hair as you say "my problems aren't as bad as yours or Sam's or even Cas's so why should I even add them in the same sentence?" Dean looks at you like you just said the stupidest thing he ever heard "y/n you got out of hell just a little over half a year ago and trust me I know what it does to a person, Sam knows and hell Cas pulled all of us out he knows what it does to a person and I know that something like that doesn't just go away, hell it's been seven years since my trip down stairs but I still have nightmares about it and you've only been back around seven months how is that not as big a problem than Sammy, Cas or me?" You shrug "it's just not Dean... You know I am back now I get to breath fresh air wake up and have coffee with you two idiots every morning then work cases like nothing ever happen and that's not a problem at the moment so why worry?" Dean goes on rubbing your shoulders "I know what you mean I just wish you would talk about it" you roll your eyes at him "yeah because you and Sam were just chatty Kathy's about it when you two got top side" Dean sighs "you're right we weren't but look at us now two guys that tell the days by the bottles we drink and are past saving but maybe if we had talked about it and not let all the crap stay bottled up it would have helped" you think for a moment then say "I think you just made a Bon Jovi reference..." He pushes your shoulder playfully and says "oh shut up... But really y/n when you are ready to talk I am here for you. You know, I know we had that fight and I am sorry I really am I was out of line and I shouldn't have got that mad but I want you to know that doesn't change anything and I will always be right here when you are ready to give in and talk about it" you smile turning to face Dean "thank you Dean really but I promise I am fine"

He nods going on massaging your back, even though your pain eased up a long time ago you where enjoying it more than you thought you would so you weren't going to stop him... After a few more minutes you felt sleep drifting up on you and you couldn't fight it as you drifted asleep in Dean lap... In your dream or you could say nightmare you where back in hell chained to a table, you couldn't see much just glimpses, bits and pieces but you felt it. You felt the pressure, the pain, the heat on your face, you saw the demons but not in meat suits their real faces the ones only the damned could see... It scared you, you screamed but nothing came out as you saw a demon walk to you, you tried to break free but nothing worked then right as he was about to start cutting into you for what felt like the hundredth time you jerked a wake. You looked around seeing Dean had laid you in his bed and he was laying beside you, when you woke up you sat straight up taking a deep breath which woke Dean up right away, he also sat up quickly grabbing your shoulders saying "y/n!? Hey what's wrong talk to me!?" You catch your breath and feel tears starting to form just like all the other nights before... You put your hands over your face to hide the tears "just a bad dream that's all" Dean shakes his head "that's not the reaction a normal bad dream would give someone...that was hell wasn't it?" You run a hand through your hair finally giving up "yeah... Yeah it was" Dean pulls you back laying you down with him as he went on " y/n.... How long?" You look up at him with tears running down your face as you say "ever since I got out" he pulls you into his chest as you cried more than likely getting his shirt wet as he rubbed you back, he says trying to stay calm "y/n believe me I know what you are going through and I would never wish it on my worst enemy" you try to calm down and breath like you have some sense then you lift your head up looking up into Dean's green eyes as he looks back down at you with worry in them, you take a deep shaky breath "Dean?" He says in almost a whisper "yes y/n?" You let a few more tears fall then finally say "I-I think I am ready to talk about it now..."