Dean Winchester imagines

I'm Back!

Hello everyone, I am sincerely sorry for not uploading in ageesssss.  I lost my motivation, went through a rough patch and had exams but now I'm back and ready as ever to start uploading!
Lots of love to all the fans on this book who have stayed with me. 
~Jodie.



It was a harsh winter's day and the snowflakes danced around your delicate skin, illuminated by the moonlight above you. you pulled the scarf around your neck some more, snuggling your face into the warm and fluffy fabric of the clothing the you wore around your neck. The hot cup of cocoa being held between your legs kept your thighs warm and the gloves that laid upon your hands ensured you wouldn't get frostbite. 

   You glanced around, the street was lit by a few streetlamps. The motel behind you gave off a lighting atmosphere too, as well as it being extremely cold. You soon felt the hot breath of a certain someone beside you whisper into your ear.
"I love you." Came the voice of your one and only, Dean Winchester. You two had both come out to sit and admire the wonderful scenery outside the motel, it was near midnight but you both didn't care. It was nice to see this after coming home from hunts.

  You smiled warmingly up at your boyfriend. "I love you too." You said. However, you had news, news you didn't know if he'd take very well.
You looked down at the hot cup of cocoa between your thighs, your eyes then diverting to the small baby bump you had. You immediately looked away, so it didn't look obvious to Dean or whoever could be looking at you and him at that moment, not that anyone would be awake but you were cautious. 
"C'mon, let's get you inside.." Dean smiled faintly and you stood up alongside him, holding your cocoa and headed back to the motel room. Sam was fast asleep in his single bed and you smiled faintly at the man who had always been like an older brother to you. Dean went and headed on over, tucking his baby brother in with the blankets. Rule number 1; Look after Sammy. Check.

  You were already in the bathroom by this point, taking the pregnancy test out your bag and looking at the positive stick in front of you, you felt tears well your eyes. You didn't know if Dean would leave you for this, you just didn't know what to do.  No one knew, no one knew about your fear either. You wiped your eyes and just looked into the mirror then, swallowing hard and just put the pregnancy test down. You soon heard a knock on the door of the bathroom in that motel room, knowing it was Dean as Sam was asleep and you quickly put the test back into your bag. "What?" You called out.
"Are you alright in there babe?" Came the familiar husky voice of your Winchester.
"Y-Yeah... I'm just fine... J-Just washing my face." You called back to him but then heard a heavy sigh from the other side of the door, Dean knew you weren't okay. He then opened the door, invading your privacy and walked over, He cupped your face and looked into your eyes which were gleaming with tears. 
"Tell me." He insisted but with a soft and caring tone. You tried to look anywhere else other than into his eyes until he repeated what he had said before, in a more demanding tone.

You just pulled back and he groaned in frustration at that. "Y/N I can't help you unless you tell me, please? I don't like seeing you like this."
You just got the pregnancy test and shoved it into his hand, looking away then and felt the salty tears slip down your pale pink cheeks. You couldn't believe you'd just done that, now he knew.

There was a long silence, followed by a slight sob escaping your lips. Dean looked up and over at you, his hands shaking. "Y/N."
"No, no, I get it, I'll go." You said and turned to leave but Dean immediately grasped your arm and pulled you close. 
"Your'e not going anywhere," He stroked the hair from your face and then a wide grin began to curl at the corners of his chapped pink lips. "The mother of my child is going nowhere." And with that, you soon felt a rush of love overwhelm you as you felt those lips that fitted perfectly against yours found their usual place upon your own.