Imagine: see above. Taken from Tumblr. Spoilers if you aren't caught up.
It was confusing when you realized it hadn't been a few hours but four years. It made you want to cry when you found out, Sam, your surrogate brother was dead. But most of all it shattered you to know the man you love with every part of you was with another woman, had a son, and was happy.
You shouldn't have done what you did but you wanted to see something. You wanted to see if a promise he made to you three years ago rang true. You had gone to a costume store and bought a wig, different color eye contacts, and intense make up. The wig was a total different color than your usual (Y/H/C) and you could barely recognize yourself in the motel mirror.
You then picked up some pamphlets at the church and walked up the driveway of Dean's new home. Butterflies in your stomach as you mentally scolded yourself for doing this. 'He's happy' you told yourself angrily but you had to see him. Hear his voice, and after that you would leave and never be heard from again.
A boy opened the door and stared at you. "Can I help you Miss?"
"I am here to talk with you mother or father. Are either of them here?" You answer the boy that looks strangely like the man you were in love with.
"Hey, Ben, why don't you go help your mom with dinner and I can see what this nice lady needs." A familiar voice says as he rounds the corner and comes to the doorway.
The boy, Ben, nods and then turns around and leaves bringing Dean's full attention to you. "Hi ma'am, is there anything I can help you with?"
You nod slowly. 'Yes, tell me why you left. Why when I need you most you were gone. You were here living a life with her' "I am from the local church and was hoping I could interest you with these." You shove the pamphlets into his hand and he struggles for a quick second to grasp them. "I am so sorry to bother you. I didn't know I was interrupting your dinner. I'll be off now." You turn around and head down the driveway. You pop the eye contacts out since they had been itching. You're almost halfway gone when he calls after you.
"Do I know you?" He asks and your heart stops. The promise wasn't a complete lie.
You turn around and he does a double take when he sees your eyes. The eyes that haunted his dreams. "No, I don't believe you do." With that it takes everything in you to wave goodbye and walk away from Dean's life.
One Year Later
It had been four years since either Winchester had been to see you at the hospital and with Lisa out of the picture and Sam's soul back in place, Dean had been thinking about you more and more often.
"Sam," he says coming out of the bathroom to where his brother was working on his laptop. "I think we owe (Y/N) a visit."
Sam looks up shock clearly written on his face. "Okay," he says because he had missed you a lot but didn't expect Dean to want to reopen that wound.
"As in right now. We can check out of here and then head down to Lawrence Hospital." Dean says his stuff already packed.
"Okay," Sam says slowly unsure of where this came from. "You go check out and start the car and I will be there in five."
Dean smiles and heads out the door.
Time Skip to the Hospital
Dean walks over to the nurse and smiles at her politely. "Hi, I was hoping to check in on a patient involving an ongoing investigation," he says flashing his FBI badge.
"Name, last and first." She says not even looking up at him.
"Singer, (Y/N)."
She types it in and then looks up at him confused. "We notified a man named Bobby Singer about her release a year ago. I remember this now. She woke up asked for a Dean Winchester and then when we cleared her she grabbed her stuff and left. We had scheduled an appointment to check in and make sure there were no side effects but she never showed. My best guess is talk to Bobby Singer."
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