Dean X Reader.

Chapter 35

I didn't leave the hotel room that day. Dean went to the dinner and got me a coffee. I Was freaking out about the whole weird dream thing. My legs where sore in the thighs. I went and decided to take a shower. I grabbed a fresh new pair of everything, undergarment's, Jeans, and a tank-top. I went the bathroom and started the water. I got undressed and looked at my thighs. I had two red spots the size of fire pokers.

"What the hell?" I shook it out of my mind. I was shaving my legs. The red spots still hadn't faded. I Got done and dried off. I slid on my jeans, and bra. Dean was back.

"(Y/N). I'm back." I walked out sliding on my tank-top.

"Hey. What if I told you in the so called dream. I stabbed myself in the legs with fire pokers and I don't know I wake up and there are red marks in the exact place I stabbed myself in the dreams?" I grabbed the coffee.

"What? There are red marks where you stabbed yourself in a dream? That's not normal." I nodded.

"I know. Next time I'm pretty sure I might have Burns or gashes. If it is a dream. " I sat on the bed.

"I need to go out hunt or something. I can't just sit here and do nothing." I zoned out. I was back in the chair with the pokers in my legs I pulled the out.

"Son of a bitch." I stood up. I walked but I was in a devils trap. I bent down and scratched a line in the paint. I was in a hotel.

"Dean! Sam!" I walked outside. There were people looking at me. I looked at my legs. I had two holes with blood running down my jeans. There was a man looking at my legs.

"Excuse me have seen a guy about 7 inches taller than me with like dirty blond hair and green eyes or a man like 6'4 with shoulder length hair?" The man laughed at me.

"(Y/n) I'm supprised you haven't figured it out yet. Your not dreaming. You are living this but it's not exactly happening. I'm Zachariah. I need you to get Dean and Sam to say Yes to Lucifer and Michael. If they don't you keep having these so called 'dreams' and they will get worse there might even be a time where you end up killing Dean and Sam and everyone you care about." I watched him.

"But what if they wont listen to me. Even if I try over and over again." He put his hands on my shoulders.

"Then I want you to take a knife to your stomache they should listen to you then right? They will do anything to get you back." I nodded. He smiled.

"Good. Now your going to go back. The next time you come in here you won't see me you wont see anything that looks familiar because you will be in heaven talking with Uriel and Castiel." I nodded. I closed my eyes. Before I felt a sharp pain in my stomache.

"Damn you." Dean turned around.

"What?" I lift my shirt there was a red spot.

"Just something I said in my dream. Nothing to worry about." I stood up.

"Um hey what if I told you that you needed to say yes to Micheal and Sam has to say yes to Lucifer to save me from those dreams. I'm having." he looked at me like I was crazy again.

"And where are you getting this from?" I sighed.

"Zachariah. If you don't the dreams will contuine and probably get so bad that I might actually kill you and Sam or anyone that gets my way and everyday when you say you wont say yes I have to stab myself in the stomache. So I must ask now. Will you say yes to Micheal?" I had my hand held over a knife.

"No that's what they want." I picked up the knife.

"I told you Dean." I stabbed myself in the stomach.

I blacked out.