Dean Winchester Imagines

Nowhere Else To Go

~You show up at the bunker hurt and the Dean helps you.~

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You continue to drive down the bumby road as your right hand holds your rib cage. You don't even know if your going to the right place but you don't know where else to go.

You see a small building and pull over. Carefully, you get out of the car but groan in pain. You limp towards the large metal door and bang on it. You can't hold your weight up anymore and fall to the floor, your back against the wall.

"Come on damn it." You mumble as you throw your arm up and hit the door again. Your eyes start to close but you just make seeing the door open and a gun be held to your head before you pass out.

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"Sammy! Come here!" Dean yells across the bunker as he carries your body down the stairs.

"Wha-" he stops when he sees you in his arms. "Who is that?" He asks as he throws the books and papers of the table and Dean lays you down.

"I have no idea, but she's in bad shape." He says examining the large gash on your stomach.

"Let's get her to a hospit-"

"No." Dean cuts him off.

"What do you mean no?"

"I mean there's something different about her. She looks familiar and if she came to us I doubt she wanted a hospital." Dean says looking at Sam almost pleading with him to agree.

"Alright whatever. I'm gonna get the first aid kit." Sam says shaking his head in confusion and walking away.

Dean takes of his flannel and places it under your head as Sam runs back in. They immediately get to work on stitching you up and quickly test you with silver and holy water before you wake up.

As Sam starts cleaning a cut on your head and Dean finishes wrapping your abdomen you start to wake up. With a groan you lift your hand and push Sam's away from the cut.

"Hey slow down." Dean says as you try to sit up. Your eyes open and you see the two boys and forget why you were here. You rub your head as all the memories come flooding back and you quickly sit up trying to stand.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Dean says holding you back.

"Stop were not gonna hurt you!" Sam yells.

"No no no. I have to go. I shouldn't have come, I'm sorry." You say trying to push past Deans hands but he had you pinned in between the table and him.

"Slow down! What's wrong." He says looking you in the eye obviously concerned. You take deep breaths trying to calm yourself down so you can explain and get out.

"Look. I don't have time. Thank you for helping me but I need to go do something before it gets out of hand. You have to let me leave." You plead to the two boys.

"No. We aren't letting you leave until you explain who you are, why your here, and why do you need to leave." Sam says.

You sigh in frustration. "My names Y/N Y/L/N, my father was on a hunt and got captured by werewolves. The things called me telling me they had him but it was a trap. He was already turned an-and, he's gonna go after everyone I know." The boys look shocked. "You have to let me go." You try pushing away again.

"How did you know to come here. How do you even know us?" Dean questions holding you down.

"My father knew yours uh, a while  ago I guess. And uh, I know Cas." You say hoping they will let you go. Dean looks at his brother and then back at you before moving his hands and stepping back.

"Thank you." You nod and start to limp towards the stairs hiding your pain as best as possible.

"Wait." You sigh and turn around as Sam yells out. "Let us help. Your hurt and not gonna make it out their own your own."

"Hey! I'm just fine thank you very much." You give a smirk and continue walking only to be stopped by a hand on your wrists.

"Y/N. Cas wouldn't send you here for no reason. Let us help." He says looking directly into your eyes his face only inches from yours. Needless to say you were flustered from his closeness but quickly covered it up.

"Fine."

Sam and Dean nod and smile and go to pack their stuff while you continue limping up the stairs to check on your car.

You walk out the door and see the puddle of blood from earlier and shake your head still not believing that your own father would try to kill you. Werewolf or not.

You open your trunk and make sure you have silver bullets all ready to go but jump as Dean comes up behind you.

"Nice car."

"Jesus! You scared me." You breath leaning against the car.

"Careful your gonna rip your stitches." He laughs and you shake your head. "Come on, were taking my car cause you are in no shape to drive." You don't fight him cause you know he's right.

"Alright whatever." You smile and follow him over.

"Hey Dean?"

"Mmhm." He mumbles throwing stuff in the trunk.

"Thank you. Really, you didn't even know me and you still saved my life and now your coming to help me save other people and you and your brother probably have a lot more important things to do an-"

"Y/N!" He laughs giving a charming smile. "Your welcome."

You smile and nod just as Sam comes and gets into the car. You admire the two brothers in the front of the impala before hopping in the back and driving off.