Forgotten Memories (Dean Winchester X Reader.)

Learning what you have lost

"Well I mean if you want me too... would you like me to stay with you?" He asked almost like he already knew the answer.

You were nervous and he could tell..  You had just been standing there turning the wedding ring on your finger debating whether you should keep it on or take it off. You were avoiding his gaze, not wanting to look him in the eyes, blushing a deep red so instead of embarrassing yourself any further because you were sure you would be stuttering mess you had just nodded your head. You could practically hear his smirk, you had looked up to see him start to take off his jacket and go sit on the bed you had both been previously laying together in. You looked at him then back at the bed, and finally you gave in and sat by him.

"So um Dean, how exactly did we meet?"

You asked afraid he was going to say it was a one night stand or something. You heard him chuckle like he had known what you were thinking, but then he had spoke.

"Well, uh that's actually a funny story. My brother Sam was the reason we met. "

You perked up, your best friend was named Sam and he was always talking about having a brother named Dean and you unintentionally interrupted him.

"Sam's your brother? That's so weird because I hunt with him and our friend Cas."

"yeah" he trailed off  " I uh, I hunted with you guys too y/n."

"Oh..." is all you can say, you look down at your hands ashamed with yourself, but not knowing why. "well, um you guys went to Stanford together to study Law, but when Jess had died, you left with me and Sam, becoming a hunter because you didn't want to stay there knowing you and Sam were the reason she died."

You looked up with your eyes filled with pain and unshed tears, he just continued to speak

"It was funny though because at first you had hated me with a passion, and I'm not sure if it was because I was always hitting on you or what, but for some reason you would get pissed when I went out with, and slept with other women"

You looked at him, feeling pissed all of the sudden but not knowing why.

"You what?" You asked barely above a whisper, your eyes had locked with his and you started to yell, your eyes starting to brim with tears once again. "How could you!? You had obviously liked me, her ughh!!!!! Why didn't you just tell her?" You sounded almost desperate at the end. You looked at him and spoke again. "I can still feel what I, she whatever we had felt when I used to remember. I feel the love that she had felt for you and it's confusing me because I can still feel small things like she's locked away in my mind because I can feel the way she would just be shaking her head in disapproval then just carry on with her tasks smirking at you I can feel the way her heart is breaking at the fact that I can't remember you, but my heart is breaking also... because knowing that she had loved you while you would go out with other women knowing that she would cry to Sam about how you had actually hated her.... now I can hear her screaming for me to shut-up.... She loves you Dean. And I'm afraid I'm starting to fall for you for you again. It's like my past self is possessing this body or a part of me that wishes she didn't remember you so she wouldn't have to deal with the pain if you didn't come home.."