Soulmates- Gadreel x Reader

Chapter 11

Warnings: fighting, swearing, blood, violence, pain, yelling, screaming, anger

Word Count: 1882

Summary: The next day Dean seems really out of it, glaring at everything and everyone and the slightest thing sets him off. No one knows why- but after he disappears to "vent his emotions" you're nearly knocked unconscious by your bond with Gadreel, and race to stop Dean before he kills someone.

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You thankfully woke the next day, and finally, finally decided to go and rejoin the land of the boys. You had cooled off more than enough, and you figured seeing what you had done to Dean would make you feel horrible all over again now. You slid out of bed, straightened out your pjs, and headed out to the kitchen, stomach racking up a storm.

You entered the kitchen and grabbed a beer and half of a leftover sandwich, heading out to the library after opening your beer. You tugged on the wrapper of the sandwich, opening it as you entered the library. Sam was on his laptop- as usual- and Dean was just coming in from the war room, looking irritable and upset. You threw yourself down into a chair, glancing from your beer to Dean before holding it out to him- taking a bite out of the ham sandwich. You tasted mustard, cheese, mayonnaise, and something else you couldn't quite identify.

Dean took the beer, nodding at you as he sat down and took a long drag, eyes closing as he did so. You chewed quietly and the tension in the room seemed to grow thicker with each waiting moment, and you knew it wasn't because of your sudden appearance. This wasn't the first time you've pulled the leave me alone act. You swallowed the last bit in your mouth, looking over at Dean once more.

"What's up Dean-o?" You asked, and he shook his head slightly, letting out a large sigh. You took out another bite and Sam looked over at you- pouting just the slightest. You looked at the sandwich then him, and paused, chewing a little slower. "Sowwy." You mumbled around the food, and he shrugged, turning back to his laptop.

"Nothing really, just didn't sleep well is all." He muttered sourly, and you nodded- eyebrows raised as you chewed and let out a small 'mhm.' He looked over at you- his glare returning. "Seriously- just leave it be- okay?" He snapped, and your own eyebrows furrowed but Sam came to your rescue.

"Dude- calm down. We care is all, you do know you can talk to us right?" He said, and Dean only scoffed before standing.

"Look, i'm gonna go and try to relax. Just- leave me alone, yea?" He said angrily, leaving his beer behind as he left. Your eyes narrowed slightly as you finished your mouthful, your head turning as you watched him leave the library before looking over at Sam.

"You want a beer Sammy?" You asked, standing and taking a small bite as you went over to the fridge, knowing he was gonna say yes. A moment later your answer was confirmed and you opened the little fridge, grabbing a beer and closing the door, holding tight to the bottle as you shoved your thumb underneath, grunting slightly before the top came off. You held the beer out to Sammy and he took it, mumbling a thanks and holding onto it as he continued to stare at the computer. You leaned against the table, munching away at your sandwich before tossing the wrapper in the trash, not moving one step but still getting it in.

You swallowed your last bite and turned towards Sam, mouth opening to tell him of your achievement. You tensed as you felt a spike of pain, and then stumbled as your vision flickered- your body seeming to shut down for a moment. You caught yourself on the edge of the table, one hand resting on the seat of the chair as you trembled, breathing heavily.

"What the hell? Are you okay?" He asked, moving the computer away and setting the beer down as he stood, helping you stand up. You half nodded, pulling away from him and instantly knowing what in the hell was going on. You turned and headed out, Sam pausing before starting after you, confused and worried. You charged down the halls- only stumbling once as white flashed across your vision. You picked up speed and ran around the corner, seeking a grip on the wall to stop you from flying into the wall as you turned.