Supernatural Imagines

Dean Winchester - Outro

I've just deleted this imagine and I am rewriting it because I had a different idea help

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

Every year at Christmas, Dean would disappear for a few weeks. He told Sam not to worry but Sam worried, obviously. This year it was a little different, this would be the 12th time Dean has gone away and Sam was curious.
"Are you going away this year?" He asked, hoping to get an explanation.
Dean sighed and pursed his lips "Yes, and I know your wanting an explanation so this year you're coming with me"
Sam furrowed his eyebrows "Coming where?"
Dean stood up with a grin "Patience grass hopper" Sam scowled and Dean walked out.

-----------

A few days later on the 18th of December, Dean had packed a bag for 2 weeks and had told Sam to do the same, he packed them into Baby and locked up the bunker.

"Let's go Samuel" He said jumping in with a smile on his face, Sam wondered what had got Dean so happy.
"So where are we going?" Sam asked as Dean drove out into the open road.

"We are going to one of my favourite places" Dean said tapping the wheel, Sam shook his head.
The drive was full of Dean singing and telling Sam to join in, which he did. Sam had asked Dean what had him so happy, Dean had just said its Christmas.

They came to a little town and Dean drove around the streets, he pulled up to a little cream house with the numbers 67 on.
He smiled as he checked his watch "Perfect" He said getting out. Grey clouds covered the sky and Sam noted that it might snow later.

Sam followed and raised his eyebrows. "What are we doing?" He asked slowly as Dean got his bag out.
"Sam" Dean said shaking his head "Just please go with the flow?" He said.

Sam nodded and followed Dean up the small pathway to the door. Dean knocked and a woman's voice sounded from inside.
"One second" The smell of something freshly baked could be smelt through the window.

The door lock opened and the door swung open, a woman around the boys age grinned and hugged Dean.
"Hey honey" She said. She kissed him quick and then turned to Sam. "You must be Sam, your taller than I thought" He smiled. She guided them in and spoke again "Now your probably wondering who I am"

Sam nodded "I've had my ideas"
"I'll let you find out" She said grabbing a photo frame from the fireplace, she handed it to Sam.
He looked over the photo and saw the woman with Dean holding a toddler. He gasped and looked at Dean, Dean smiled.

The woman held out her hand "I'm Louise"
He shook the woman's hand and then she went to the kitchen with Dean following her. Sam looked on the fireplace and saw even more photos of a young girl.

He grabbed one from when she looked about 12, her hair was light brown like Deans and her eyes were basically identical to his apart from a few specks of blue from Louise.

He walked into the kitchen to find Dean cutting pie while Louise watered some house plants. "What's her name?" He asked.

Dean looked over his shoulder "(Y/n)"

Sam smiled "Beautiful name" Louise grinned from the corner of the room and looked at Dean.
"Louise chose it" Dean said also grinning.
Louise looked giddy, she looked up at the clock and Dean smiled, grabbing his jacket from the chair.

"She should be here any minute, let's go wait outside" Louise said putting on shoes. Sam smiled as he saw Dean almost jogging towards the door, he was happy for his brother, he had a family.

As they got outside they realised it was snowing, heavily. It was so quiet and you could only hear the sounds of the snow hitting your ears. Dean leaned on the impala and Louise snuggled close to him. Sam stood next to the impala ready to see Deans daughter.

Two figures walked around the corner at the end of the street, one taller than the other. Both looked to be the age of 15 and they were both wearing coats and were both doubling over from laughter. Sam watched as they hugged and one went the opposite way and the smaller one kept walking forward.

The girl moved from the path to the middle of the road and held out her arms as the snow fell onto her face. Dean chuckled and Sam could see him welling up. The girl carried on walking until she looked directly at the impala.

Her hands went over her mouth and Dean stood up straight. She started jogging towards them and you could hear her squeals as she slid over the snow. Deans arms opened wide an the girl practically jumped into him.

"DAD" she shouted, her voice cracking.

Dean sunk to his knees and held the girl for a few seconds "Hey sweetheart" He whispered. The girl looked up from Deans shoulder and he wiped her tears. She got up and hugged Louise before turning to see Sam.

Her eyes went wide and she looked from Sam to Dean, back to Sam "You're Sam?!" She said, her green eyes sparkling. Sam nodded and the girl hugged him "Dads told me so much about you"

"You must be (Y/n)" Sam said hugging her back. She let go and snow flakes rested on her eyelashes and her hair. She nodded and grabbed Sams hand, pulling him towards the house.
"We have so many cookies to bake it's unreal" She said. Dean and Louise laughed and (Y/n) stood at the front door. "Come on its cold!" She shouted, mainly to Dean.

Dean chuckled and shook his head "Not till the fight to the death" as he said it Louise threw a snowball and it hit Sam and (Y/n)'s feet. (Y/n)s jaw hung open and shim the it turned into a grin. "Oh your on"

She bent down and started making them while Louise and Dean did the same. Sam soon joined in and got snow all in his hair, (Y/n) laughed and put some snow down the back of his shirt.

----------

A few hours later Dean and Louise were cuddled in the living room next to fire and Sam was sat on another sofa next to them. (Y/n) came down a little while later with fluffy pjs on and she sat next to Dean. They decided to put on a film, The Grinch of course.

Half way through Dean looked over to see (Y/n) sleeping on his arm. He smiled and gently moved her so he could stand up. "I'm going to take her to bed" He said to Louise.
She nodded and he hook his hands under her back and the in crook of her knees.

Even though she was 15 he was still able to carry his daughter, her faced pressed against his chest making it crunch up. He chuckled and gently put her in bed, pulling the blanket to her shoulders.

He sat down next to her and stroked her hair. "I love you, so much" He said kissing her forehead. "I'm so sorry I wasn't there when you were small, I would have loved to see your first steps or your first word" A tear dripped from his eye "I remember seeing you for the first time, you reminded me of Sammy. Big dear eyes looking up at me and then giggling when you were sick in Baby. I remember the first time you called me Dad, you were 7. I was just putting you to bed like now and I walked out and you called "Dad?" And you asked me to stay"

He kissed your head again and sighed "I think I'll be staying around for more than just Christmas"
Suddenly you jumped up and hugged him, your arms wrapped around his neck and his around your back.

"I love you Dad" You whispered.

More tears dripped out of Deans eyes and he hugged you tighter. When you let go you whipped your tears and chuckled "No chick flic moments Dad"