Fate ( Dean x reader )

Taylor's Return

Your POV------------------------

When I awoke the first thing that I saw was dean hovering over me with a concerned expression. " Hey guys she's awake." dean called out. I slowly looked around with a pounding in my head. I sat up on the couch where I had been placed. Dean was sitting beside me, Sam was on the chair across from us and my grandfather was nowhere in sight. "Ugh what happened?" I asked with a groggy tone while placing my hand against my head. They both gave me a concerning look. Then I remembered. I remembered what my grandfather had said about Taylor, my brother who was supposedly back from the dead. I suddenly got dizzy at the thought of my brother being alive. " Is it true?" I asked with my head down. Dean spoke up " I think you need to see that for yourself." I sighed and slowly stood up and made my way towards the other room where I heard my grandfathers voice coming from. I felt dean and Sam standing behind me. When I turned the corner I was met with the sight of my dead brother who was now very much alive strapped to a chair with a devils trap drawn on the floor underneath him. 'this can't be real, this can't be happening.' I thought to myself. "Taylor." I said softly. His eyes shot up at me and they flickered black. " Oh hey there lil' sis, long time no see." He said with a grin. He was not my brother. " You aren't my brother you demon piece of shit!" I yelled while making my way towards him and slapping him across the face. "Nice to see you too." he responded. "So know you see what I mean." said my grandfather. I couldn't believe my eyes. I was full of rage and sadness. Seeing my brother like this was indescribable. "Lauren, let's step outside for a minute so you can get some air." Sam said, he put his hand on my shoulder. "Yeah... sure." as soon as I got outside I broke. I was hysterical. I was laughing and crying in disbelief. Dean engulfed me in a bear hug. silently letting me know that's it's ok and he's there for me. "Ugh I need a drink." I said with a groggy voice.

Sam, Dean, and I all sat down at the local bar and dean ordered us all a whiskey. I was about to finish off my drink when I was interrupted by someone drunkenly making their way into the seat next to me. I turned my head and was met with a familiar face. "Shaylor?" I asked this intoxicated man just to clarify that it was really my friend from high school. He turned to face me. "Oh hey!" he said with a smile while slurring his words before crashing face forward into the table in front of him. Shaylor was a good friend of mine from high school whom I hadn't spoken to since graduation. I felt bad about it but I got caught up in hunting and just lost track of time. He helped me out a lot when my brother passed and was always there for me when things were tough. I splashed some water on his face and he awoke. We talked for awhile and caught up. Dean finally decided to interrupt. "Hey I'm dean, Lauren's boyfriend." he said in a deep voice with forceful words but still managed to keep a smile on his face. Dean extended his hand and Shaylor accepted it. I knew that dean was using a strong grip, he was acting out of jealousy but he had nothing to worry about. Shaylor was like a brother to me. "Hi I'm Shaylor Jones, I went to school with Lauren." there was a moment of awkward silence before dean cleared his throat. "Well I think we should get back to you grandfathers." said dean while standing up. "Yeah it's getting late, well Shaylor it was good seeing you." I said while standing up as well. "Uh yeah you too." Said Shaylor. We exchanged smiles and then left.

when we got back to my grandfathers house I was immediately drowned with the memory that my brother was a demon. He had now become the very thing that had killed him and that made me sick to my stomach. I stopped at the door, trying to prepare myself for what was to come. I felt two strong arms wrap around me and a sense of relief flooded over me. "You've got this." dean whispered in my ear. I turned to face him. "Thanks." I said with a sigh. I stood on my tip toes and gave him a quick peck before entering the house.

"TELL ME WHY YOU'RE HERE?!" I screamed at my now demon brother. " What I can't have a family reunion?" he said in a sarcastic tone. We've been torturing him for at least an hour and haven't been able to crack him. I was fed up with his crap and wasn't going to put up with it anymore. I walked up to him and just started to pour the whole jug of holy water down his throat. "OK OK!!!" he screamed out in pain. I set down the jug so he could speak. " Hell got boring! I was tired of the same old torture that happened everyday so I decided to come on out to the big house and have a little fun." he said the last part with a smile. My stomach started to turn and I felt nauseous. " you went to hell?" I asked with pain in my voice. " A hunter like me? There was no way the man downstairs was gonna let me fly on up to heaven." he answered with a chuckle. " So you just decided to become a demon?" he laughed. " Honey, you can't decide to become a demon. I've been for a while now. The soul can only take so much pain and torcher before it becomes twisted and evil it's self." I shuttered at his words. " Well there is only one thing to do now." I said, making my way towards dean and grabbing the demon blade. " Lauren, you don't have to do this. Sammy or I can." his words were sweet and sincere. " I appreciate the offer but this is something I need to do myself." He gave me an understanding nod. "Oh come on now sis you don't have to do this, let's talk about it." Taylor pleaded. " Goodbye." I whispered while shoving the blade into his chest. An orange/ yellow light flickered in him and then his whole body relaxed and I could see this death in his eyes. Silent tears streamed down my face as I turned around and walked out the room, letting the blade fall from my hand and onto the floor.