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

Chapter 12

1983

(Y/n) and Sammy stayed in the hospital a couple days. Afterwards, John loaded the small baby into his carrier and took him out to the Impala. Mary let (Y/n) ride with Sammy in the back while she set up front with John. Dean was waiting at the neighbors for them to come home. He got to see Sammy a couple times, but was so excited to see his little brother.

(Y/n) stayed in the guest room for a couple days, much to John and Mary’s, well mainly John’s, delight. But soon, (Y/n) was starting to dread leaving the room. She dreaded leaving the bed. She couldn’t stand being in the same house as her son but not being able to tell him he was hers. So after about a week of the depression hitting her hard, she decided it was time to go back to her apartment.

“Please don’t.” John begged as they set out on the back deck. Mary was inside with Dean and Sammy, giving them some time alone.

“John…” (Y/n) sighed.

“I like having you around.” John said. “You being here has made things much more bearable. I love you (Y/n).”

“I know John, I know. But it’s just so hard for me right now. Mary has things under control. Plus Missouri needs help back at the bookstore. I won’t be that far away. You know where to find me.” John turned (Y/n) so she could look at him.

“Run away with me.” John said.

“W-what?” (Y/n) asked, a little confused.

“Run away with me. We’ll take Sammy with us. I’ll fight to get Dean. I’ve wanted to divorce Mary and meeting you as gave me the strength to go with it.”

“John…” He took her hands in his.

“Please (Y/n). Mary wants to be with him. I want to be with you. It will make us all a lot happier.” (Y/n) watched him reach into his pocket. He placed something cold in her hand. “Take these. Consider it like my engagement ring.” (Y/n) opened her hand to see his dog tags laying there. She knew that Sam had buried them after John had died.

“I can’t keep these.” (Y/n) whispered. John shook his head.

“For me?” (Y/n) sighed and nodded.

The next day, she headed back off to her apartment. She hadn’t been there since she was about four months along. Missouri had taken to keeping it clean for her. And when (Y/n) announced she was going back to the apartment, her friend made sure there was food.

Things were going good for a while. John would stop by on his lunch break to see (Y/n) at the bookstore. If things were slow, they’d go up to her apartment. If not, he would just browse and flirt with her at the counter. They hadn’t talked anymore about running away together, but (Y/n) wore his dog tags proudly around her neck.

It was all fine until about the 4th of July. That morning, John had spent time with Mary, Dean, and Sammy. They watched a parade and did some family things. That night, he was going to spend time with (Y/n). She was busy getting ready. She had bought a new set of lingerie just for that night. She was ready for him to come over.

“My, you look exposed.” A voice said. (Y/n) jumped to see two people in her kitchen as she cleaned strawberries.

“Who the hell are you?” (Y/n) asked. The man of the group stepped forward.

“My name is Zachariah.” He said. (Y/n)’s eyes widened. “And I believe you know my assistant Castiel.” (Y/n) looked at Cas.

“What are you two doing here?” (Y/n) asked. Zachariah stalked closer to her. He wasn’t even in the same vessel from her time and he was still walking like he knew it all.

“You were never supposed to find John Winchester.” He explained. “At least, not after your little adventure in the ‘70’s. But Castiel here just couldn’t do a simple job. So now, we have to take you away.” (Y/n) backed up.

“You can’t!” (Y/n) called out. “I have to make sure Sammy stays safe. I have to protect my son.” Zachariah started to laugh.

“He’s not your son anymore, now is he?” He taunted. (Y/n) went for the knife she had been using to cut some of the strawberries, but Cas grabbed her hand.

“(Y/n), please…” She pushed away from him and went to run, but Zachariah caught her by the dog tags. The chain snapped and (Y/n) fell with a scream, smacking her head on the small kitchen table and falling limp to the floor.

“Damn it.” Zachariah growled. He looked at Castiel. “This is all your fault. Pick her up and let’s go.” Cas nodded and picked (Y/n) up before disappearing, leaving the dog tags on the ground.

****

John had just left the Impala and went up the stairs to (Y/n)’s apartment when he heard her scream. Fearing the worst, he tried to open the door.

“(Y/n)!” He called. After a moment, the door finally opened and John ran in. He saw the strawberries in the sink, the knife she was using on the floor, blood by the counter, and his broken dog tags not too far from that. “(Y/n)!” He ran around the apartment, trying to find her. But she was nowhere to be seen.

He had lost her again.

****

Present

“That’s impossible.” Sam whispered. Dean ignored everything and went to John’s journal and started flipping through the entries. He started to notice more and more of the evidence in the page about Yellow Eyes was also pointing to John’s tracking of (Y/n).

“This can’t be happening.” Dean whispered. He turned to glare at Cas. “Did you know about this?”

“Yes.” Cas told him. “I was under orders to keep John and (Y/n) apart. So it was set up that she be born later in his life so he would never find her. But for some reason, she ended up back there anyway.”

“The Weeping Angels.” The Doctor chimed in. Cas nodded.

“Yes. The Weeping Angels.” Cas told them. “Sam and Dean were always going to be born, but heaven saw it important that John and Mary always end up together. Not John and (Y/n).”

“But why?” Sam asked.

“John and (Y/n) were soulmates. They share a heaven when they die, not John and Mary. John and Mary were never supposed to be together, but heaven needed Sam and Dean to be brothers. Dean would’ve been born to Mary and her husband, Sam to John and (Y/n). Now I understand why they made me do what I did. Especially when you were children.”

“If she’s Sam’s mom, why don’t I remember her?” Dean asked. “Obviously dad knew Sam was his, or he wouldn’t be here right now.”

“I’m so sorry.” Was all Cas could say before vanishing. He wasn’t ready to answer anymore of Dean’s questions. But Dean sure as hell was ready for answers.