Not Our Dean

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This morning you’d gone out on a supply run, as you returned to the bunker and pull your car up, you see a welcome sight.

She looked run down and unkempt. “Oh baby, what happened to you?” you say to the silent fifth member of team free will as you cleaned some grime from her emblem.

You run for the door, supplies forgotten as you tear through the bunker screaming for Sam.

You hear the hunters boots jog to the entrance of one of the rooms, pulling you into a hug before pulling you away from the room he emerged from.

You frown up to him. “Stay away from there Y/N, he’s not our Dean”

“Sam he needs our help!” you say freeing yourself from his grasp.

“And we are going to help him, I’ve started a ritual but it’s not going to be pretty” he explains about the treatments but it’s not enough for you.

“I want to see him Sam!” you practically shout

“Just wait till I’ve done the treatments…”

“We don’t even know if it’s going to work!” you wipe away a stray tear

“Sammy I have to see him” you plead “I just….”

Sam always knew how you felt about his brother, hell probably the only person who didn’t know was the man himself. Even Cas had told you to tell him! But you never built up the courage. The fear of destroying your friendship if he didn’t feel the same was too big of a risk.

“Don’t get too close, and he’s probably going to say some things Y/N, he can’t break his chains but…I’ll be by the door”

You quietly walk up to the entrance, Sam on your heels. You take a breath, and walk in the door.

He was tied to the chair, in red shirt and his hair a little different. Dean lifts his head, but what stares back at you shakes you to the core. Black. Black eyes meet Y/E/C ones. At first a look of shock crosses his features at seeing you. Hope rises in your heart that you Dean is still in there somewhere, that the treatments are really working, then is a split second it all falls apart.

He lets out a demon screech; you jump in shock, never believing that a sound like that could come from Dean. He throws his head back in laughs at you.

“Aww, did I frighten little Y/N/N?” he questions in a teasing voice, evil smirk on his face. “What’s a matter baby? Scared of the big bad wolf?” you stare at him in shock, Sam was right this isn’t your Dean.

“You know I hoped with you not being here that you were finally gone! But no, here you are all worthless and doe eyed” you swallow a lump in your throat

“Enough” Sam growls from behind you

“Poor Y/N, no family, no friends, no one who LOVES her” He smirked at the last part. “That the only reason we let you stay, pity…we pitied you. You’re just a lost little girl. Pathetic really” your throw on your best glare

“If I’m the pathetic one asshole, how come you’re the one tied to the chair?” your turn away as he lets out another growl, you close your eyes at the sound. “Finish it Sam” you say as you pass him to wait outside.

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