Supernatural Imagines

Dean Winchester

This takes place after the season 11 finale so if you haven't seen it yet MAJOR SPOILERS

Obviously I haven't seen the first episode of season 12 because they're not out but I'm making this up.

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"Mum?" Dean whispered.

There she was, it was like Dean had never seen her before. She was beautiful, she was glowing, she was alive. It took a second for her to realise who it was but she got it.

"Dean?" She asked moving towards him. Her hand reached up to his cheek and he stopped breathing. She smiled and then hugged him, he tightly hugged her back. "How-how am I here?" She asks.

"It's a long story" Dean explained. "And I mean very long but, come on, do you want to see Sammy?" He asked taking her hand.

"Sam" she said. "Yes I want to see Sam" She said squeezing Deans hand.

He smiled and looked to her feet, seeing she had no shoes on and still had her night gown on from the night she died. "Here" he reached down and lifted her bridal style.

He carried her to baby and she gasped when she saw it. "The Impala?" She said running her hands over the roof. "You've taken care of it this entire time?"

Dean nodded "My pride and joy" he said opening the door to get in. She copied and sat in passenger seat. Dean noticed goose bumps on her arms, he took of his jacket and gave it to her. "Here"

The drive back to bunker would take a few hours so Dean turned on the radio to a quiet setting and then sighed. "There is also some one else you'll meet here" He wasn't talking about Cas this time.

He was talking about you. His daughter. They had found you a few years ago, there was a case in your town and you had managed to get yourself in the middle of a ghost hunt.

Dean had saved you just in time and then when he bought you back to the home of children with no parents he realised you were his biological daughter.

As he pulled up to the bunker he looked over to his another and saw she was staring out of the window to look at the bunker.

"This is where you live?" She asked not looking away from it.

He nodded and got out, quickly walking to the passenger to lift her out. He gently placed her at the door and then pushed it open, letting her go in first.

As she looked around she frowned. "Is it always like this?"

Dean furrowed his eyebrows and turned to look, the whole place was ransacked. He rushed down the stairs and stared at the place. "(Y/N)?! SAM?!"

A cry came from down the hallway and Dean was running down there is seconds. "Dad!" A strangled cry came from the basement.

Dean kicked open the doors and found you, you were sat on the floor with you hands tied to the shackles. Your arms were above your head and they had rope burn on them and your knees had scuffs on them.

You looked up and suddenly you struggled against the wall as Dean moved toward you "No! NO GET AWAY FROM ME" You screamed.

Dean stopped and watched as you push yourself away and tears streamed down your face. "(Y/n) it's me" He said.

Now Mary was stood in the doorway with her hands on her mouth.

"NO it's not..its..." you fell down the wall and cried into your knees. "My uncles been taken and dads dead and you've come here to torture me with his body" you said not looking up.

"No (Y/n) it really is me" He said taking a step towards you.

You looking up and stared in him the eyes. "Tell me something only he would know then" You said.

Dean sighed sadly, watching a tear run down your face. "Okie dokie" That was yours and Deans code word. When ever something was wrong or either of you felt sad you said okie dokie and it was a way of telling you secretly.

You gulped. "Dad..."

He collapsed next to you and took you into his arms. "I'm so sorry" He said hugging you close as you cried. He got your hands out of the rope and lifted you up bridal style.

He nodded to Mary to follow him and he brought you into his room. He set you on the bed carefully and got out the little first aid kit.

After calling Cas to help with your wounds and then explain why he was alive to you all, Dean introduced his mother. Who was now your grandmother you suppose.

"Mom, this is my daughter (Y/n)" He said nodding to you.

You smiled at her and she wipes a tear. "In all my life I would never think I would be alive to see my son have a daughter, and she's beautiful" She said.

Dean smiled and then hugged you tightly. "Now, let's talk about Sam"