Sister/Daughter Winchester Imagines - Supernatural

Poor boy

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a land slide,
No escape from reality

You look down at Deans head in your lap, tears cascading down your face. His face was pale and blood was seeping out of his mouth. You tried to wipe the blood away but more kept taking its place. He took labored breaths that were getting shallower and shallower each time. Your big brother was dying in your arms and there was absolutely nothing you could do about it.

You think back to all the resounding memories you have with Dean...

Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy
I need no sympathy

You tilted Deans head towards the light and brought your needle back to the surface of his skin. He winced and let out a small grunt. You look down at him and grimace, "sorry." He waved his hand, "you're fine. It's just a little pain." He took a huge swig of alcohol and nodded for you to continue.

You do two more stitches, "alright. All done." You set the needle and alcohol on the table and watch Dean head to the bathroom to observe your handiwork. You noticed him taking a while to critique it, "wow. You did pretty good!" You smiled to yourself. You rarely got compliments from Dean. They were your favorite moments.

You get up from the table and head over to Dean. You go to his side and wrap your arms around him and look at him in the mirror. He wraps his arm around you and gives you a sidelong glance, "you might be better than me."

Because I'm easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows,
doesn't really matter
To me, to me

You hand the bottle of alcohol to Dean. He snatches out of your hand and takes a swig of it himself. He frowns down at you, "alcohol? Really y/n? I specifically told you I don't want you drinking!" You looked down at you shoes.

"I just wanted to be like you," you whisper after a moment." Dean doesn't reply for a while and you think he didn't here you. Then he speaks up, "Babe look at me," you look up, "I'm not the person you wanna be like. If you're gonna look up to anyone look up to Sam. Not me."  You frowned, "but you're my big brother. You're the one who was always there, even when Sam left or Dad died or Sam died, you were always there. I don't wanna be like Sam. I wanna be like you."

Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
And now I gotta throw it all away

Dean shouts "Y/n, shoot him!" You look over to where Dean is wrestling a man. Not a monster, a man. You pull your gun out and look at it. Could you do it?

You look up again and the man has Dean pinned down with a knife in his hand heading for Dean's throat. You make you decision. Bang! Dean kicked the man off him and walked over to you about to make a snarky comment about how you took so long. Before he could speak, you drop the gun and begin sobbing into your hands. Dean comes closer to you and wraps you in his embrace.

Mama, oooh
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
Too late
My time has come
Send shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time

"Y/n. Y/n wake up." You wake up to Deans voice. You look up and see Dean standing above you and Sam standing by the door in the dimly lit motel room. "Are you guys going somewhere?" You sit up bewildered. They weren't supposed to leave for another week.

"Yeah. We decided to leave today instead. We should be back early tomorrow." You nodded your head even though you didn't like it. He kissed you head and went to leave but you grabbed him and wrapped your arms around his neck. He returned the hug and you whispered, "come back, okay?" He nodded against you and let go.

Goodbye everybody, I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooh (everywhere the wind blows)
I don't wanna die
Sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

"I got accepted to college." You finally uttered the words you'd been dreading since you got the acceptance letter.  You look up at Dean to judge his reaction. He was looking down at the ground still trying to process what you had said. Your heart was beating a mile a minute.

You waited for the screaming, the disappointment. But what came next was a surprise, "I'm proud of you." You smiled with relief and ran to hug Dean with gratitude.

I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scalomoosh, scalomoosh, can you do the fandtando
Thunder bolt and lighting, very very frightening me!
Galileo, galileo, galileo let me go
Magnificooo
I'm just a poor by from a poor family
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spared in his life from this monstrosity

Sam slammed the door open and dragged Deans bloody, beaten body into the motel room and laid him on the bed. Terror filled your body and you blood ran cold for a split second and then you rush over to him and go into auto pilot, assessing him for wounds. Your brother wasn't dying today.

Easy come, easy go
Will you let me go
Bismillah, we will not let you go
Let him go! We will not let you go
Let him go! We will not let him go
Never never never never let me go
Oh mama mia, mama mia
Mama Mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me!

The demon looked between you and Dean, both tied to poles. He smiles wickedly at Dean and pulls out a large knife out of his pocket. He walks toward you and you try to swallow the fear building inside of you. Dean starts screaming, "No! Get away from her, you son of a bitch!"

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby, did you listen to me baby
Just gotta be out, just gotta get right outa here
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters
To me

...You smiled thinking back to every moment you Dean had shared. They might've been insignificant but they were sentimental to you.

Dean looked into your teary eyes and tried to form a reassuring smile but coughed up blood instead. He began to form words with his lips and you brought yourself closer to him.

Anywhere the wind blows

"I love you, baby girl." He whispered. You looked into eyes and watched the life leave his body. Dean was gone.

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