Supernatural Imagines

Dean x Reader - So Cold (Part 2)

Pairing: Dean x Reader, Sam

Word Count: 1296

Warnings: angst, drinking, kinda jealous!reader, mentions of sex(?)

Summary: You are a hunter dating Dean Winchester. The two of you love each other and everything is perfect, untill one day Dean tells you something that will change your relationship forever. (Based on "So Cold" by Ben Cocks)

A/N: Here goes part 2!

Enjoy!

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It's been three months since you left the bunker. You've been on a hunt after hunt, trying to think about something other than Dean. And it was working. You tried to keep in touch with Sam, though. He told you about Dean's new 'girlfriend' - Tifanny. 'An empty-headed slutty bleached blonde' - Sam's words, not yours. Honestly, Sam hated her and had a hard time believing that she was a hunter too.

Drinking has become your 'escape' ever since you left Dean. It helped you forget all of your worries. One night stands have been helping you a lot, too. Usually you picked some semi-good looking man and had sleazy sex with him in the back of his car, in his apartement or your motel room. It didn't last long, but it was somewhat of a distraction. Your life turned into a cycle of hunting, drinking and having meaningless sex with strangers. You had a routine - go on a hunt, go to a bar, get shitfaced and then fuck a stranger.

Tonight was no diferent. You sat on the bar stool and had your third or fourth shot of vodka. - "Hey" - someone behind you said. - "you looked lonely, and I thought that a pretty girl like you shouldn't be lonely. " - you turned around - a man, in his late twenties - probably early thirties, dirty blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes. The guy was an eye candy. - "I'm Rick." - he said and took the empty seat beside you. - "Y/N." - you said.

As the night went on you and Rick talked, and talked. You learned that he was an ex marine and that he just finished a long term relationship. You told him about your failed relationship with Dean. Usually, you wouldn't just tell a stranger about your personal life, but you felt oddly comfortable around him.

-"I'm staying in a motel here... wanna get outta here?" - you asked and he shook his head 'yes'. He grabbed your hand and led you outside the bar.

The cool air made you shiver a bit as you and Rick made your way through the parking lot. You got in your car and you drove to the motel you were staying in. When you finally arrived to the motel the two of you couldn't even make it to the room and started making out in the parking lot.

You reached the room and Rick picked you up as you wrapped your legs around his waist. He kicked the door closed and threw you onto the bed.

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Dean parked the Impala in front of a bar. He and Sam caught wind of a case in this town and decided to check it out. This time, Dean took his now 'girlfriend' with them, claiming that 'It would be safer for her to come with them.'

-"Listen, Sammy we want to have some fun and the least we can do is go to a bar, have a few drinks then eventually check in a motel or something." - Dean said - "Your brother is right, Sammy. We can check out the case in the morning." - Tiffany added with a wink and Sam let out a sigh, as the three of them walked into the bar. Dean's arm on Tiffany's ass and her arm on his back, while Sam kept his distance of a few feet behind them.

Three hours later, Sam was sitting alone in a booth, at the back of the bar, while Dean and blondie played pool. After every shot, Tiffany squealed like a child, because she managed to hit another ball. Her sounds made Sam, and probably all the other people in the bar, want to cut their ears off. He couldn't take it anymore, so he decided to leave. - "Heey, Sammy, where are you going?" - Dean asked - "I'm not feeling very well, so I'm going to walk to the motel." - the younger Winchester said. - "Okay, but you might wanna take a single room cause..." - "Got it!" - Sam cut off his brother, before he could finish and hurried outside the bar.

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Sam walked for a good thirty minutes before finaly reaching the motel. On his way in, Sam swore he spotted your car, but brushed it off. Then, he checked in, making sure to get his own room, as far as possible from Dean and Tiffany's. He sure as hell didn't want to hear them... doing the deed.

Sam didn't bother taking his clothes off. He just jumped on the bed and fell into a heavy slumber.

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The bed next to you shifted. Yes. Rick was finaly leaving. - you thought. Not that you didn't enjoy his company, but you didn't really expect him to stay the night, either.

- "You leaving ?" - you asked. - "Um, yeah" - he said awkwardly - "I really liked last night" - he finished. You got up and started looking around the room for your clothes. You picked up your tank top and jeans from the floor and slipped them on.

You leaned over the door frame as you and Rick exchanged 'goodbyes' and he even gave you his phone number. To be honest, you really considered calling him. - "I- umm - I had fun." - you stuttered out. - "Me too." - he said and leaned toward you. Giving you a quick peck on the lips, which turned into a longer kiss and then into a full on make out session. You finally pulled away. - "I- I should go." you shook you head - "Call me... sometime." - "Sure." - and with that - he walked away.

-"Y/N?" - a familiar voice said. You turned around - "Sam?" - you couldn't believe your eyes. Sam walked up to you and pulled you into a tight embrance. - "I can't believe it's you." - he said. - "God, I have so many questions! Where have yo-" - you cut him off and pulled away - "Sam, i- is he... is Dean..." - he furrowed his eyebrows at you. - "Is Dean here... is he with you?" - Sam looked down at his feet. Of fucking course - you thought. - "What about that new girlfriend of his?" - you asked. - "H-He wanted her to come along..." - shit.

"So, what are you doing here?" - Sam asked - "I'm hunting." - that wasn't a complete lie. You heard about a possible hunt in town, you just didn't consider taking it. Untill now. - "We are hunting too maybe we shoud " - you didn't even have to hear the rest of the sentence. - "No." - you spat. - "But, Y/N." - "Absolutely not, Sam." - you turned away from him and proceeded to go inside your room, but Sam followed you. - "Just hear me out..." - he begged, but you weren't having it. - "No! You listen to me! I don't want to see his face, let alone team up on a hunt with him and the girl he left me for!" - you yelled in his face. Sam froze. He was shocked. - "Oh my God, Sam, I'm so sorry. None of this is your fault. I shouldn't have screamed at you like that." - you pulled him into a hug - "It's okay, Y/N, don't worry." - Sam reassured. 

- "What are you going to do now? I mean, you are gonna have to face Dean someday. You are working on the same hunt, after all." - Sam was right. You hated that he was right. - "I know, Sam..." - you sat on the bed and put your face in your hands. Sam sat beside you and started rubbing your back with one of his large hands. - "It's going to be alright. You will get through this. You are one of the strongest people I know." - his words made you smile. He was right. Again. 

You will get through this.