Dean Winchester Imagines

Everything to me

~You get in a car accident and Dean has to get you. Then brings you home to the bunker where you share your feelings~

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Your in your car driving down an empty road way past the speed limit. Dean drives the impala with Sam right behind you as you all make your way back to the bunker. You had just finished a hunt, quick salt and burn, and were all exhausted so you decided to take a day to cool down.

You speed down the road excited to get some sleep in your own bed but all of those hopes immediately disappear. A car speeds towards you so you swerve out of the way but it hits the tail end of your car. You feel the car spin out of control before flipping, everything happens in slow motion as your eyes remain open.

You see the impala slam on its breaks and the boys start to get out. The other car is stopped across the road, smoke coming from under the hood, and you see the world spin as your car flips 3 times leaving you upside down on the side of the road.

"Y/N! Y/N!" Dean and Sam yell together as they run towards you. You groan in pain as you hang there arms resting on the roof of the car as your belt holds you in the seat.

You sigh in relief when you see their feet next to your head and then Deans face.

"Don't worry Y/N. We are gonna get you out." Dean says as he eyes the car and you trying to find the easiest way to move you.

"Is the other idiot okay?" You ask as Dean slides his body through the broken window so he can cut the belt.

"I don't know. Let's-"

You cut him off knowing he is just worried about you. "Sam, I'm fine. Please go help them."

"Okay, okay." Sam says before his footsteps run off in the other direction.

Dean begins to cut your belt with his knife and your body slowly shifts but you scream out in pain.

"Stop! Stop! Stop!" You yell quickly.

"What! What's wrong." He says concerned.

"M-my leg. It must be caught o-or something. If I move i-it feels like somethings ripping through my skin."

"Alright, then let's not move. Let me take a look." Dean says as he pulls his head up to check your legs.

"Shit." He mumbles.

"Dean. What is it?" You ask as the feeling of blood rushing to your head becomes more noticeable.

"There's a piece of scrap metal impaled in your thigh."

"Well pull it out."

"Okay, just wait." He says sliding out of the car and yelling to Sam. Everything starts to become blurry and you're extremely dizzy.

"D-dean. Can we uh, get a move on." You say and you can hear the weakness in your voice.

"Okay. Hold on Y/N. I need you to stay awake. I just need Sam's help so I don't hurt you more."

You groan in response because of both the pain and annoyance. As Dean stands to look for his brother you lift your head slightly to see the metal sticking out of your leg. It's about two inches wide and looks and feels likes it's about one and a half inches into your leg. Before Dean can tell you not to, you reach up and grab the metal and pull hard. You yell in pain as the piece of metal comes out and falls to the roof of the car by your head.

"Y/N! What the hell are you thinking!" Dean says as he's back on the ground.

"Dean. Get me out. Please." You say in between deep breaths as you try and ignore the pain.

The anger he has for the stupid thing you did disappears and his eyes fill with concern again.

"Okay. I'm gonna cut the belt and your gonna fall on me. Okay?" He says as he pulls his knife out.

"Okay."

He quickly cuts the belt and you fall onto his chest in an awkward position. He slides out and pulls you with him as you whimper in pain. Sam runs back over just as he gets you out of the car.

"Is she okay?" Sam asks Dean.

"I'm fine. Is the other car okay?" You question worried.

"Yeah she's fine. Pretty sure she was possessed though. When she woke up she didn't know how she got there, said she was just at home."

"That makes sense. Let's get out of here before we run into anymore problems." Dean says as he wraps an arm around your waist and lifts you to your feet. You try and hold in the pain filled moan but fail. Both the boys look at each other concern lacing their features and Dean picks you up bridal style.

Dean carefully sets you in the back seat of his impala and gives you his flannel to put over the gash in your leg and try and stop the bleeding. Him and Sam then quickly got into the car and drove the rest of the way to the bunker, which luckily you were only about 15 minutes from. You was even more groggy and out of it when you got there due to the blood loss and pain. Dean again picked you up and carried you into the bunker where him and Sam immediately got to work patching you up.

You had a gash from your eyebrow to just below your cheek bone and an obvious concussion. The large gash in your leg which is what caused most of the blood loss was stitched up and cleaned. You had a bruised rib cage which meant there was most likely broken ribs. A dislocated shoulder which Dean easily put back into place. And lots of smaller bruises and cuts. In the end you were all patched up and feeling much more alive so you got up and took a shower with out the boys knowing.

After you hopped out, literally, you put your wet hair in a bun and slipped into on of Deans flannels with black spandex. You limped out of your room and towards the kitchen for food, hoping the boys wouldn't freak out that you were up.

"Y/N? What are you doing?" Sam asks from the library as he sees you walk by.

"I was gonna get a snack. What's up?" You questioned heading into the library instead. "Nothing much, but Deans gonna be mad that you're up."

"Yeah I know. Where is he anyway?"

"He was in the garage working on the impala last time I checked."

"Thanks, I'll go get the lecture over with." You chuckle and limp off to the garage.

You walk in to see Dean under the hood of his car working on his engine. You smirk as you sneak up behind him.

"Whatcha doin?" You question and he jumps hitting his head on the hood. He turns around ready to yell but realization crosses his face when he sees you.

"What are you doing up?" He shuts the hood and pulls you over to sit on top of it.

"Just came to say hi."

He chuckles as he positions himself in between your legs. "You know you should be resting."

"I'm fine Dean. Thanks to you."

He looked at you with a grin before continuing. "You know, you scared the hell out of me."

"Sorry." You giggled.

"As soon as I saw you swerve I lost it and when the car flipped I couldn't function. I don't know what I would do with out you. You... you're everything to me. You know that?" At this point he had leaned in close, his voice dropping to a whisper and your noses were almost touching.

You didn't even think before responding. It just felt right.

"I know." And with that you leaned the rest of the way in and kissed him.