The past,

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Maggie's Pov:

My eyes quickly shoot open to reveal myself trapped in a dark room as well as being tied to a chair in the middle of a devils trap.

"God damn it!" I curse to myself as my eyes search the room for any sign of where I am.

To my luck, there's nothing at all due to the darkness. Just then a unknown door creeks open and light fills the room. Not knowing who or what would be facing me in mere seconds horrified me.

"So Maggie, is it?" A gruff manly voice questions from behind me.

Who is that? He sounds a bit familiar. I think to myself before wearily answering his question.

"Why do you ask, if I have already told you before?" I question as I try to figure out who this mysterious, yet familiar man could be.

"Well I don't know, maybe it's the fact that you aren't one to be trusted." The mans gruff voice sounds loudly from behind me in frustration.

I've wronged this person before, I've lied to him, who ever he is.. that doesn't really help me though, I've wronged and lied to many.

"Why won't you face me?" I ask aloud, trying to trick the man into letting me see his identity.

"What?" The man sounds confused for a brief moment, but then realizes something.

"You don't remember me!" He states in a questing, surprised manor.

"Well you know I've wronged many people, I don't really tend to keep up with who." I taunt in a provoking way.

I listen for the man to respond, nothing, he says nothing, but instead moves in front of me where his face is shown by the dimly lit light coming from the door behind of me.

That's when it all hits me..

"Oh Dean, nice to see you again!" I say with a huge smirk.

"So you do remember me?" He questions looking down on me with his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Of course I do, Dean-o! How could I forget you, I mean you almost had sex with me." I answer with a sweet smile. I notice he visibly gets uncomfortable as his body shifts.

"Oh Dean, don't be offended, you aren't the only one who couldn't get in my pants!" I taunt with a laugh.
Before Dean could even think of anything as a comeback his younger brother interrupts.

"Hey Dean, I'm guessing she's awake." Sam states to his brother, who intern gives him a frustrated nod. Sam pulls up a chair in front of me and then begins to speak.

"Okay bitch, so why did you try to kill me and don't lie either or I swear-"

"And exactly what do you swear to do Sam?" I interrupt sarcastically with a slight smirk, knowing that I'll be getting on his nerves.

I watch as Dean throws an arm across of Sam's chest stopping him dead in his tracks.

"Come on man, don't be so harsh. You aren't gonna get anything out of her if she's dead." Dean whispers to his angered brother. They both turn back towards me, Sam smiling a bit.

"Okay let's start this over. Maggie, what were you trying to do to me the other night?" Sam questions as he tries to keep himself calm.

"What do you think I was there to do?" I shoot a question back at him accompanied with a taunting smirk.

"Well it looked like you were trying to kill me, but why?" Sam questions still remaining calm as ever.

"Why do you think?"
Sam turns to his brother his face full of anger.

"You know what Dean, I don't think I can do this shit anymore, she's pissing me the hell off!" He yells just before storming out of the room leaving just Dean and I together, all alone.

This is gonna be fun.

"Okay so you've finally pushed my brother to his breaking point, so now that it's just me and you, you wanna tell me what's going on? Look you've got more balls than most men out there. To killing my brother, most men, let alone women would walk away from that challenge. So what I want to know is why? What makes you hate him so much, hell why weren't you gonna kill both of us?" Dean questions trying to get any information out of me that he could.

"Let's just say that I never back down from a task." I simply respond looking up at his confused face.

"How did you even know I was going to be at that bar?" Dean questions looking at me for some sort of response.

"We've met before." Is all I say he turns his head to the side in confusion.

"Auburn, ring a bell?" I ask in a irritated tone.

He looks off into the distance as if he's remembering everything.

"It can't be you, you, she she's, you're."  He stumbles over his own words as he tries to speak.

"You're right Auburn was my past, Maggie is my present." I answer for him.

"But why? I don't understand why would you give up what you were before Auburn? I thought I had protected you from this life." He says his voice showing clear devastation.

"Dean you out of all should know that you don't get to chose the life, it chooses you." I say looking up into his hurt eyes.

"I guess I understand that, but why are you after Sam? You know the apocalypse wasn't his fault, right?" Dean asks looking to me with hope filled eyes.

"Yeah I know." I state simply, staring deep into his emerald green eyes.

"Well then why?" He questions once again confused.

In this moment I just want to spill my guts to him, but I know I can't because if I do we will both end up dead.

"I can't speak of it." I say feeling as if a knife just stabbed me in the chest.

"Auburn, you can trust me." Dean says as he steps towards me.

"Don't call me that!" I yell loudly, stopping him dead in his tracks. I look up to see his face, shocked to say the least.

"Please just don't call me that. That was the past, I'm Maggie now." I whisper more to myself as my head drops to my feet.

"Maggie, how could you try to kill Sam? You guys were like best friends when you were kids." Dean asks, making sure to call me Maggie.

"Like I said before Dean, it's the life."


A/n

Hey guys! Hope you are liking it so far, sorry it took me a while to write this chapter I've just been a bit busy with things and honestly haven't had a lot of motivation to do things, but anyways hope you guys like it let me know what you think! Love you guys 🖤✌🏻

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