Don't Blink by the--blackdahlia (John Winchester X Reader)

Chapter 7

1982

 

(Y/n) could hear “Jack and Diane” playing from the other side of the building she was lying behind. She stood up to dust herself off, only to realize that she had fallen into a mud puddle and her dress was all but ruined. She looked up at the sky.

“Thanks Cas.” She groaned. She looked down and made sure that her duffle bag was still with her. She had put the clothes Millie had given her in the duffle before Cas had gave her the things for the spell. She unzipped the bag and found a shirt and the pair of sweatpants that John had given her to wear. Looking around, she stripped out of the dress and put those clothes on.

“Maybe there’s a bathroom around here.” She said to herself as she looked around. It looked like she was in a park. She grabbed the dress and threw it on top of a trash can before she found herself a bathroom. The water was freezing, but it was clean and she scrubbed the dirt off of her to make herself look a little more presentable. She still wasn’t entirely sure where she was.

Walking around the park, she could hear the music coming from some teenagers with a boom box in a grassy field. She smiled to herself, remembering when that was the only thing she had to worry about. Friends and school. Now, she was being slingshot across time. That wasn’t her idea of living.

She saw a sign for Lawrence Community Park. She hadn’t left Kansas, which was nice. And she knew that John would be there, but with John came Mary and that girl was on a hunter red alert the last time she had seen her. Her thoughts were going a mile a minute when someone put their hand on her shoulder, making her jump.

“Excuse me,” The sweet sounding woman said. “I don’t mean to intrude, but my name is…”

“Missouri.” (Y/n) gasped as she turned to look at her. She was younger than the last time she saw the psychic. Sam and Dean might have forgotten about her, but (Y/n) stopped by her place as many times as she could. Missouri was always so nice to her, like they knew each other before she ever even met her. This would explain why.

“We know each other?” Missouri asked. She paused for a moment. “We know each other from a different time?”

“You probably think this is going to sound weird, but I’ve been sent back in time and I just want to get home.” (Y/n) said. Missouri nodded.

“I’ve heard stranger things.” She smiled at (Y/n). “Come with me. We’ll get you cleaned up and in some decent clothing.” She paused for a second. “And I can offer you a job if you’ll need it.”

“I mean, sure.” (Y/n) said. She wasn’t sure how long she was going to be stuck here and Missouri must have heard her.

“It’s 1982 darling.” Missouri informed her. (Y/n) nodded, taking it all in. She had just been in 1970, now she was in 1982. What next? “Well, let’s go. I have this little place above this bookstore I own. You can use it and I’ll have you run the bookstore.” Missouri explained as she led (Y/n) away. The young hunter was a little surprised at how easy the psychic accepted her, but Missouri could read her mind and if she had sensed anything bad in (Y/n), she wouldn’t have approached her to begin with.

She followed Missouri, heading for her home.

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“Daddy where going?” A little boy asked as his dad stood up from by his wife and stretched.

“I gotta go to the bathroom kiddo.” His dad said.

“John, can you grab a couple drinks from the vending machine on your way back?” Mary asked. Dean looked up at his dad and smiled.

“Juice!” He laughed. John smiled and kissed the top of his son’s head. John walked off, allowing his smile to fall as he did. He loved his son with all his heart, but his marriage to Mary had been rocky at best. When (Y/n) had disappeared, he had searched everywhere for her. He had a bad feeling that she was hurt or worse. It had caused him and Mary to break up for a while, which made Millie happy. But somehow he ended up back with Mary. Just like he always did.

There had been a time right before John and Mary got married that John wanted to call it off. But something at the back of his mind told him not to. As well as a strange old man that was at the truck stop John had stopped at when he was getting ready to leave Lawrence. He was convinced that (Y/n) was out there. He had only been with her for one day and he felt more for her than he had ever felt for Mary.

John made his way towards the small park bathroom when something caught his eye. He stood and backtracked to look at a trashcan. His eyes widened and a shaky hand reached out to snag the dress laying over the side of it. He knew it anywhere. (Y/n) in that dress had been engraved in his mind. And it was even missing the piece that he had found years ago.

John looked up just in time to see the back of a girl that he knew was (Y/n). And for the first time since he married Mary, since Dean had been born and he held his son, John had a genuine smile.

He just had to find her again.

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Present

 

“Sam!” Dean called out. The angels moving had caused a dust cloud due to bare patches of earth. Dean coughed and waved away the dust, trying to find his brother. “Sam!”

“I’m okay.” Sam said, standing up and dusting himself up. The Doctor smiled as he saw the two angel’s frozen, forced to stare at each other for all eternity.

“What do we do now?” Dean asked. “I have a grenade launcher in the car. I could blow them up.”

“We just leave them.” The Doctor said, laughing at the statues.

“Leave them?” Sam asked. “But Doctor, they did something to (Y/n). This can’t be safe to just leave them.”

“As long as they stay just as they are, they will not move.” The Doctor explained. Sam nodded, but Dean wasn’t happy with his answer.

“And it they don’t stay where they are? What if a storm moves them or something?” The Doctor shrugged.

“Then I’ll just come back.” HE said. Dean glared him down. Sam shook his head.

“What about (Y/n)?” Sam asked. The Doctor sighed.

“Usually, with these situations, they person doesn’t come back from the past.” The Doctor said. “Perhaps we should leave this forest and figure out where she went to. We can see what we can do to help her.” Dean and Sam looked at each other. Dean nodded.

“Yeah, that sounds good.” Dean said. “My car’s over here…”

“Oh no, I have my own ride.” The Doctor said. Dean looked up as he walked away. He raised an eyebrow.

“What a piece of junk!” Dean said, staring at the blue phone box. The Doctor turned around and stared at him.

“Watch your mouth!” The Doctor said. “I did all the cool modifications myself! And I don’t stand there and insult your car!” Sam couldn’t help but smile at Dean and the Doctor. Dean just turned around and marched toward the Impala. The Doctor looked over at Sam.

“Nice fellow, isn’t he?” He asked. Sam sighed.

“He grows on you. I promise.” Sam smiled. “We’ll meet you at…”

“I know where to meet you guys!” The Doctor said. “Unless you’d rather go in here with me.” Sam looked towards the TARDIS.

“Sam, come on!” Dean called out. Sam sighed.

“I better go with him.” Said shrugged. The Doctor nodded.

“Another time then.” He said, walking into the TARDIS. Sam sighed and got into the Impala. Dean took off like a bat out of hell. He needed to find out what happened to (Y/n).