The thing you need to know about me is that I don't plan ahead. Ever. I've run on spontaneity and rushed decisions ever since I can remember, especially since Scott was always the cautious brother. I mean, I'm not even exaggerating, the guy would literally think every single possible outcome and wouldn't even dare to give a step forward without going through every possibility. I guess, as a counterpart, I'm the exact opposite.
You have to believe that I really, really didn't know that morning when I woke up in Dean's arms, how things were going to play out. I didn't think I was going to spend the whole day with one thing in mind, and one thing in my only: saving my brother.
That I would trick Cas into coming over, so I could catch him off guard and knock him down. I didn't expect him to hit the floor so abruptly, and to see that amount of blood coming out of his head. I sure as hell didn't plan to tie him down to a chair, hold his head up straight and stab a needle on his neck to remove as much grace as I could without turning him in just a simple vessel.
I didn't know I was going to grab the needle full of angel grace and shove it right into my veins. I didn't think Dean would pop-up into my mind in the same second the shiny blue liquid entered my body; right when it was too late to go back.
I didn't know I was going to regret everything instantly, but that's exactly what happened.
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Haunted (Dean Winchester x Original Character)
FanfictionMaybe you lost someone you never expected to lose. Perhaps you lost yourself, that's even worse. Crossing paths with Dean Winchester was never in Leah Cartwright's plans, but some things seem too real to be mere coincidences.
