My Demon Dearest (Dean Winchester Fan-Fic)

Getting To Know Each Other

•|Monday Night/Dean POV|•
"You boys know not to get romantically involved. I thought I made that pretty damn clear, especially to you Sam." Dad chewed us out the moment I ran inside the bunker, Sam was tied up and dad was just grinding Sam's gears, I could tell.

"Dad, you can't control us. I'm 29 now. And Dean he's 32 now too. We'll do as we please dammit!" Sam yelled at our dad. They never got along. I wish they would though.

Dad looked at me, one of his eyebrows were raised, "Do you think that too, Dean?" He questioned me. I shrugged my shoulders. "I mean Sam and I we've found really great girls. Kasey, my girlfriend, wants to be a hunter too. Sam's girlfriend, Chloe, we haven't told her. I thought it was fair for Kasey, because I almost killed her.." I told him looking him dead in the eyes.

"You boys disappoint me. You know that? Really. You do. I raised you to hunt the things that kill, and instead you fall in love. You seen where that got me and your mother!"

Sam ripped the ropes off his arms, and stood up off of the chair,"Don't talk about Mom like that again. If you do, I'll kill you right here, right now." Sam warned. I stood up and rushed over to him, "Sammy, it's okay." I put my hand on his shoulder, "No, Dean, it's not okay." Sam then walked out of the house, gun in hand and I knew where he was going. Chloe's.

"Dad! What the hell?" I said disgusted. He looked at me, "I did what I had too." I furrowed my eyebrows, "By bringing Mom into it? You can't do that shit. Ever. We don't dare bring her up around you. So why do it around us?" I said leaving him on that and walked out of the door, getting in the Impala I drove to Kasey's.

•|Kasey POV(about friggin time)|•
I watched Dean pull up to my house, Chloe went home earlier today, he got out of the Impala and ran up to the door, I opened it when he knocked.

"Dean what's–" he cut me off by kissing me, he didn't let off of my lips until he ran out of breath, then continued kissing me. "Dean.." I moaned out.

"Shh, Kasey. I need this kiss. Or something else, I don't know." He said letting up from my lips, he drug me down on to the couch, I laid my head on his lap, he rested his hand on the side of my head and stroked my hair. I took his hand and intertwined our fingers together.

"Dean?" I said, he hummed out his answer, "What did your dad want?" I asked him. "H-He was just checking on us and like usual, he pissed off Sam. And Sam went to Chloe's," he said "But I can't with my dad right now." He finished. I kissed his cheek. He laid down, and I moved my head on to his chest, "Kasey?" I hummed out my answer like he did, "I love you." He said grabbing my hands, "I love you too."

•|Three Monday's Later|•
"Hey Kasey, you never told me about your family." Dean said. I looked at him confused. "When we were telling each other about what we like. Actually how 'bout we get to know each other, like talking about our families? Or whatever." He suggested, I shrugged a 'yes'.

"Alright, Dean. Tell me about your family. You can leave out somethings if needed." I said.

"Okay, well, when I was four, my Mom, Mary, was checking in on Sammy, at this time he was six months old. And a Yellow Eyed Demon, we call Yellow Eyes, was in his room feeding him demon blood, you could call him a monster but he isn't, Mom said 'Get away from my son!' And h-he, he uh, he killed her. He cut her open and she burned on the ceiling . I carried Sammy out of the house, and our Dad, John, took up hunting to avenge her. While Sammy was just turning 20 he went to Stanford–"

I cut him off "He went to Stanford!? Oh uh sorry continue." I apologized.

"Our Dad hadn't come home from a hunting trip in two weeks, so I went and found Sam, at this time he was dating a girl named Jessica, and I told him 'Dad went on a hunting trip and hasn't been back in two weeks.' And he got it and we took off, when Sammy got back to the apartment that he and Jessica were staying in, he felt something drip on him, he looked up and saw the same thing happening to Jessica that happened to our Mom. And we've been together ever since." He said shrugging. "Oh I'm so sorry, Dean." I said with tears in my eyes, "Eh, it's all good, anyway! Your turn!" He said happily.

"Alright, uh, well when I was maybe 6 or 7, my mom had been killed we have no idea what it was, or who it was, and I was with her that day she died, she was talking to someone on the phone, and she said something along the lines of 'You can have me, but don't you dare touch my children.' She had a couple enemies, like a mafia or mob leader I guess, and he or she came after her that night, and killed her, slit her throat right open. And then my brother, he was 17 or 18 when he died, he had cancer. It was like stage 3 lung cancer, and he had, the doctors said he had about three months to go before, he ya know, passed away. When he did Michael, my 'dad', had given up on me, I was only 13 when Michael left. I had gone to my friend Jerrica's for about three years before, but since I was 13 I lived alone, taught myself how to cook, clean, and do laundry. And then you and Sam came to town, and made my life so much better. Thank you." I said to Dean hugging him. "Yeah, that's what we do babe." He told me happily, "And I'm sorry about your mom and brother, should I be sorry about Michael?" He asked me "Don't be sorry about him, if you ever see him, kill him. Don't hold back. He left me when I was 13 Dean. So yeah, I've been alone for 15 years, I'm 28 now. So we're good if you kill him." I held onto Dean for maybe all night and eventually fell asleep, on his side.

Man why did I do something so sad? O mai gah. Anyway, I'm having a lot of fun writing this book. I have a big plan for Kasey later on in maybe two chapters so. Get ready👌👌
~Kasey🍰🍰🍰🍰