Supernatural Oneshots

Garth Fitzgerald-bruised and broken

"I wonder when he's coming back?" You stared out the window for any sign of your husband Garth. He said he had to take care of a job but that was over a week ago. Even though he was a werewolf you were still worried for him.

"Don't worry (y/n) I'm sure he's fine. Now come have dinner!" Your father in law called your from the other room. You walked through to the dining room and the two of you sat down. You couldn't properly eat your food as you were so stressed about I your husband. Suddenly the door opened and you flung from your chair and into the hallway.

"Hey baby!" There stood a very proud, but very tired Garth, his clothed ripped and hear in a mess. You ran up to him and planted a kiss firmly on his lips. And again. And again.

"I missed you so much! Where have you been?" He grabbed you by the hands, interlocking his fingers with yours.

"I'm sorry I've been MIA for a while. But thankfully the hunt is over. I'm gonna take a shower and then come down and spend time with my favourite people." He smiled, kissing your cheek and running upstairs. You looked down to see that he had left one of his bags. You grabbed it and followed upstairs. You walked along the hallway to your bathroom and pushed open the door.

"Garth I think you left this..." you looked up to see the scarred and bruised torso of your husband. There were vicious claw marks down his back and his stomach which was once white and spotless was covered in ugly blue bruises.

"(Y/n)! Don't look!" He tried to slip his shirt back on but failed to do so. You walked towards him, your hands trembling.

"Was this...from what you were hunting?" Your voice wobbled. He nodded.

"Oh my...right...sit on the bed while I get some medical stuff. You shot to the bedroom cabinet and grabbed anything medical looking and brought it back with you.  You started to clean the deep claw marks on his back, earning a wince from him.

"How are you feeling?" You stared at him with worry as he seemed to have gotten s lot paler since his return.

"Just light headed and a little bit dizzy..." you tried to find a paracetamol but failed to do so. You had started to sew up the wound when Garth put up his hand as a signal for you to stop. You guessed what would happen next and left the room cause you knew that Garth preferred to be alone when he was sick. You sat outside the door as you heard Garth lift up the toilet seat and vomit harshly into it. You heard him coughing violently before vomiting again and again and again. After a good hour you heard a soft, weak knock on his side of the door. You walked in to see a very pale and weak Garth, exhausted beyond belief. You helped him up and carried him to the bedroom and flopped him down. You removed his jeans as he wasn't focusing properly on the world around him. You ran around, grabbing comforters and a bin and water to help him get better. When everything was sorted you slipped yourself next to him, thinking he was already asleep. But you felt a pj arm wrap round you and a head snuggled into your neck.

"I love you..." you whispered kissing his nose. He smiled sleepily and made kiss faces at you.

"I love you too..." he mumbled before falling off into a sleep.

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Hey guys! Sorry I've not updated in a long time but I've been busy as schools have gone back for me and I've been away on holiday but I will try and update properly soon so here's a little chapter filler to hold you down for a while.

Love you all!