Supernatural Imagines{Completed}

Dean?

Warnings: Angst, fighting, trapped.

First Person

We got stuck in 1968 and Dean was pacing back and forth. It had been five months since we traveled back in time from who knows what.  I start accepting the fact that we might be stuck here. We had moved into an apartment for the time being.

"Dean you have looked through every book, maybe we can just relax?"

"How can you relax Y/n? My brother is in the future alone and you want to relax!?" Dean stared at me and I fumbled with my thumbs.

"Well what if there isn't an escape, we can finally leave the hunter life. No one knows who the Dean Winchester is yet. We can have a white picket fence and a wonderful fami-"

"Are you fucking serious? We have jobs to do and it is to save people and we can't really do that here! I can't believe you are so selfish to think I would actually stay here with you when my brother is alone."

Tears clouded my vision as I looked down. That hurt like hell. He just ripped off the bandage without thinking twice.

"Selfish Bitch." He grumbled and slammed the door out.

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Dean's POV

After I cooled down, I sat on a bench along the road. I closed my eyes and once they opened. I saw Sammy. Fire emitting from the metal bowl.

"How did-" I looked around seeing Y/n no where in sight. "Did you bring her back yet?"

"I could only bring back one person. I am sorry Dean but I had too." Sam looked sadly at me. This isn't something that could be fixed. Not even Chuck could fix this.

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Your POV 1969

Dean never came back. He left me alone. Weeks passed. Months passed. Maybe he found a way out. No he would have found a way to get me back. He probably found some lovely woman and had a kid. Who knows know. When I didn't work, I sat on my couch waiting for the love of my life to walk through that door. His green eyes finding mine.

I sat on my Couch, placing a candle on top of my cake that I made for myself. I lit the candle and made a wish.

"I wish to find my love again." I blew out the candle and teared up. A sob escaping my lips. Happy birthday to me.

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Third Person present time

Dean walked into the elderly home, his hands fumbling, nervous to see you again. The last time he has seen you was during a fight. The fight he called you a selfish bitch. He had been kicking himself for ever fighting with you. A nurse directed him to your room. The door opened, and there you sat. You stared blankly at the television, the cartoons playing soundlessly. Little to no movement was expressed through you. Dean walked in, tears filling his eyes. He sat in the chair next to you. He noticed the necklace you still had around your neck.

"Y/n?" He stated. You moved slightly. "I'm so sorry baby." You turned to face him.

"Dean?" You voice was soft. "You got back?"

"Yes, but I couldn't find a way to get you back. I'm so sorry. I love you so much baby." tears rolled down his cheeks.

"I forgave you a long time ago." You stated your hands starting to shake again. It was a normal thing now. "Go find someone young and beautiful Dean. Have some kids. For me." A smile graced your chapped lips.

"Visiting time is almost done, I will be back tomorrow. We can talk more about everything okay?" Dean asked wiping his cheeks. Yous imply nodded and felt his lips on your forehead.

"Love you." He smiles and leaves the Room. You watched him as he left. The nurse helped you up to your bed. She tucked you in and said goodnight. You got your wish to find Dean again.

"Love you too Dean."

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Dean's POV

I walked into the home coffee in my hand. I walked up to the main desk. "Visiting Y/n L/n today." I stated and signed in.

"I'm sorry sir, Y/n passed away over night. She has been moved to the funeral home down the street. Poor woman doesn't have any emergency contacts." The lady stated. I couldn't believe what I heard. This can't be real. We were supposed to talk about everything she went through and shit. I fell to my knees. Tears falling, head in my hands.

"I'm so sorry." He cried out.