Sad Supernatural Imagines

#88 Dean - Part 2: How Could You?

Request from @Fusnif. I hope this is what you asked for! Y/N is kinda acting like a demon, but she is just angry at Dean for saving Sam when in reality, he would have been fine, but Dean just had to save him by pushing Y/N into the small coven of vampires.

Y/N p.o.v:

It's been days and Sam and Dean still won't let you out. They're probably trying to get the ingredients to the cure, but they were short of supplies. You paced around your room thinking, waiting. Suddenly, the bunker door slammed shut and you could hear 2 steady heartbeats.
"Dean!" You called out in a sing-song voice. A heartbeat picked up its pace a little bit.
"Come here and let me out! I'll leave and will never bother you or little, precious Sammy again!" You yelled. No one responded. You waited and waited, but still, no one came. You already tried to knock the door down and failed. Although you were stronger, you still were no match for the door that was meant to keep you safe. You sat on your bed and fiddled with the knife you always kept under your pillow. Hours later you heard footsteps walking down the hall. You smirked and sprung up, putting the knife you had been twirling around for hours into your back pocket. Your door unlocked and in came Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dumb. Oh, excuse you. Tweedle Dum. You saw the cure for this 'disease' in Dean's hand.
"Well, if it isn't Beavis and Butthead! I'm hungry. I need food. I need you." You said. Sam looked at Dean uncomfortably.
"We should have waited till she was asleep, Dean." Sam said. He seemed on edge. His heartbeat was quick and it only made you hungrier. You licked your lips and eyed his neck.
"Y/N, just let us fix you." Dean said cautiously. You scoffed and rolled your eyes.
"I don't need to be fixed. What if I like this, Dean? What if I like being a vampire?" You asked. Dean looked saddened by your comment, but you didn't care.
"That isn't you-" You interrupted him with an emotionless laugh.
"Oh, it's me alright. If I had been changed on accident and not by you pushing me into the fucking coven of vampires, whereas you knew that I'd get changed, then I wouldn't be this way. You fucking knew, Dean! You knew that Sam would have been fine, but no. You had to save your little brother and leave me to get turned into a fucking monster!" You yelled. You could see all the regret and sadness on his face.
"I'm sorry, Y/N." He said. He ran to you and quickly stabbed you with something sharp. You were too slow to stop him and looked down and saw a syringe in your arm. Dean pulled it out and watched as you fell to the ground.

Dean's p.o.v:

I knelt beside Y/N and opened her mouth, pouring the mixture into her mouth. I got her to swallow it all and the I picked her up and set her on the bed. Sam had left to give me some privacy and was gone now.
"God, this was my fault. I'm so sorry, Y/N." I whispered. I bowed my head and held Y/N's hand.

~days later~

Y/N has been out since I pumped dead man's blood in her. She's still breathing, so I know she's alive, but the bunker just feels empty without her. Like she is dead. Like she isn't there. I feel like absolute shit because of what I did. I don't even know why I did it. Sam would have been fine. I know I always said Sammy comes first, but he can fight his own fights. Sometimes he needs help, but Y/N is a lot smaller and, as strong as she is, a lot weaker. Sure she can beat the shit out of someone, but that hunt? That many vamps? No way was she gonna get out of there alive, yet I was the one who made it worse. I should have helped her and not Sam. I paced the room, occasionally glancing over at her, lost in thought. Suddenly, I heard a groan. My head snapped to Y/N's direction and I saw her sit up a little bit. She looked around the room before spotting me. She slightly, very very slightly, smiled at me before glaring.
"Why are you here?" She spat. Her words felt like knives.
"I had to make sure you'd be okay." I answered softly. My voice broke towards the end. Her expression changed completely when she heard and saw how I sounded. She sighed and sat up completely. Y/N stared at her lap, her hands fiddling with the blanket that covered her long legs.
"Why'd you do it, Dean? Why did you push me..." She didn't finish. She took a deep breath before looking up at me with glossy eyes. My heart couldn't have broken more at how betrayed and hurt she looked. I turned around, not wanting Y/N to see my teary eyes.
"I don't know. I don't know, okay? I-I hate myself for it, Y/N. I always had the thought of Sammy comes first, but when you came along, that changed. However, this time? I have no clue. Instinct? I spent my entire life - childhood, teenage, and adult year - protecting my little brother. Now that I know how much I hurt you, how much this caused you a sense of betrayal? I can't ever forgive myself! I can't-" I broke off with a choked sob. I wiped the tears away with one, calloused hand and heard the bed squeak signaling that Y/N had gotten up. She walked over to me and stood in front of me. She forced me to look at her by grabbing my scruffy chin with her petite, soft hands.
"Dean, I understand. I'm so sorry that I got angry. It must have been the vampire part. I was so hurt and angry that you thought Sam was in more trouble than I had been and now that I see how much this is eating at you, it makes me do a double take at my ridiculous actions. Dean, I'm sorry. Don't blame yourself for being instinctive. Your father taught you that family is the most important thing and that you should protect them at all costs, but remember, Dean Winchester, I am your family too. I always will be. Don't you forget that." Y/N said. I smiled through the tears that were flowing freely down my face. I laughed, my laugh being shaky like a how a dog is when it's cold.
"I love you, Y/N." I whispered. Y/N smiled and pressed her soft, perfect, pink lips to my slightly chapped ones and we moved them in sync. We had to break apart to take a breather after a few minutes.
"I love you too, Dean." She responded with happiness and relief in her voice. I was glad that I had her back. I wouldn't know what I'd do without her.

A/N:

Omfg this was so bad. If you hate it, I'll rewrite it..