Supernatural Imagines

Dean x Reader - Changes (Part 2)

Pairing: Dean x Reader 

Word Count: 1916

Warnings: angst, sadness, jealousy, drinking, swearing, implied smut

Summary: Dean and the reader's relationship takes a turn for the worse when Dean makes a shocking discovery, that'll change his life forever. 

 A/N: I am still not sure where I'm going with this story, but please bare with me. Next part will be up shortly after this one. 

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"I have a daughter."  

After those words came out of his mouth, you felt like time around you stopped. Seconds, minutes flew by and you just stood there, not moving a muscle, almost not even breathing. He had to be lying, right? There was no chance in hell that Dean freaking Winchester had a kid! This had to be a lie.

You didn't know for how long you stood there, motionless. You only remember what happened after Dean spoke up - "Please, baby, say something, anything! Scream, throw stuff, hit me - just do something!" - you looked into his watery eyes, feeling your own eyes fill up with tears. This couldn't be happening. You prayed that this was all some kind of a nightmare and you'd wake up soon and Dean would be in bed, next to you. But it wasn't. It was real. 

"How long?" - your voice came out shakier than you expected and you felt like you couldn't hold the tears for much longer - "What?" - he asked. - "Since when do you know you have a kid?" - Dean swallowed loudly and looked at the ground. - "How long?" - this time, you yelled and Dean flinched a bit, but his eyes stayed fixated on the floor. "For about a month." - you felt the anger boiling inside of you, you gritted your teeth so hard, you feared you might break them. - "You knew for a whole fucking month and didn't say shit?" - you managed to sound as calm as possible, given the situation you were currently in. 

You burned to hear his excuse, he was in deep shit right now. - "I didn't know how to tell you and Sam thought- " - "Wait, Sam? Sam knew about this?!" - Dean took a step forward and you took a step back. You couldn't stand being around him right now. You wanted to hit him, hurt him. -"Y/N, please listen to me. She- my daughter is 6, but I didn't know she existed untill last month. Me and her mother had a thing years ago and- " - you were about to break down. You felt hot tears run down your cheeks, and ran back to your room, slamming the door shut. 

At this point, Dean was lost. Before today, he hoped that you'd support him through this, because he needed you the most. He'd been avoiding you because he really didn't know what to say to you and the last thing he wanted was to loose you. 

While Dean was deciding on whether he should go and talk to you or go out and buy a few more bottles of Jack, you were trying to keep yourself from crying, because your eyes were already puffy and red from all the crying from last night. You sat on the edge of the bed - your face in your hands, thinking. 

What are you going to do now? If you leave, where are you going to go? You had no one - only the Winchesters. Well, you weren't completely sure if you even had them now. You couldn't leave, but you needed to get out for a little while. To clear your mind. You threw on some old jeans and a leather jacket and headed for the door. Dean wasn't in the library anymore and you were thankful for that, because you couldn't deal with his shit right now. You hoped into one of the bunker's old cars and drove to the nearest not-so-shitty looking bar. which was still kind of sleazy, but it wasn't like it was your first. You've had your fair share of crappy bars and motels, while working and living with the Winchesters and you payed it no mind anymore. 

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Back at the bunker, Dean finally gathered up the courage to go to you and talk things out, but you weren't in the room and one of the cars in the garage was missing. For a moment he thought you left for good, but then he saw that all of your stuff was still in the room, so he figured you might be out and decided to give you your time. He wasn't going to push you if you didn't feel like talking, he knew that this was too much for you.