Faith, Hope, And Love (Dean x *suicidal* Reader)

Chapter 2

Hey guys! Sorry it took longer than expected, in trying my best to get a chapter done every day, but anyway, here's chapter 2!! -signed, Nyxelle<3

As your shower comes to an end, you hear the door slam as dean comes back from his paper towel searching adventure. You change into your outfit (whatever you usually wear), and you go out to see the room surprising clean and two bags sitting on the already made bed. You see another small bag, yours, and grab it and head outside.Where you see dean leaning against the car and sam walking inside the motel to grab the bags.

"Heh, took ya long enough." You heard dean laugh, you shove him in the arm and get in the impala. Dean leans in through the window, "Hey, I'll be right back, ok?" He waits for your response, so you nod. You watch as he walks into the motel. You hum your favorite song to yourself as you sit on the warm leather seat. You close your eyes and start to fall asleep, there's nothing from stopping you, so you do. ~Dream~Relm~ you're in an abandoned house, gun at hand, you look around to see neither sam or dean, but you shrug it off. You venture deeper into the house, coming across a long and dark hallway. It seemed to last forever as you paced down it. You finally come to the end and turn into the only room you've seen throughout the entire house. What you see is terrifying. You're tied to a chair, and theres marks and cuts all over you. You run towards yourself but your stopped by a blow to the head by dean(because apparently people can just appear out of nowhere in a dream). You spring up to see your still in the car, dean stops the car and looks back at you.

"Woah, you ok?" He asked, a concerned look on his face. You just nod and look back out the window. Realizing your at the new motel. A much better looking one than the last. Probably'll cost more too you thought.

"Alright," dean slaps the seat, "Lets get movin'." You grab your bag as they get out of the car. You stumble to your feet getting out of the car. Your legs were like jelly from the long ride, but your used to it by now. Sam comes next to you and you reach for his shoulder, signaling for him to carry you. He laughs and leans down to grab you. He drops you at the door and goes inside, you follow him curious as to what the inside looks like. Inside is beautiful wallpaper, a golden chandelier, and a very big bed.

"How the actual fuck did you afford this dean!?" Sam yelled.

Dean just looked over his shoulder and smirked, out bursting with laughter. You went over and sat on the bed. It was almost as wide as a truck, and just about as long as sam! You lean back and listen to sam and dean talking about how the hell dean afforded it-

"I'm rich bitch!" You heard dean laughing.

"Jerk..." Sam mumbled. You giggled, you knew sam had his pouting moose face on,as he always does. You get under the covers and close your eyes. •*•FLoP•*• you open one eye to see dean has flopped onto the bed. He laughs a little. You just smile at him and Scooch closer to him. He wraps his arm around you, and whispers-

"We'll head out after a nap.." and he drifts off. You thought it was hilarious how fast he could manage to fall asleep. You look up and see sam at the table on his computer as usual. You smile and fall asleep in deans arms.