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

Chapter 13

1989

 

(Y/n) felt something licking at her face. That’s what woke her up. A dog was licking her face as the two angels that had kidnapped her argued, unaware that she was awake. (Y/n) winced at the pain in her head. She reached up and touched her forehead, her fingers coming away red. Even though her head was foggy, she reached over to a tree and took the blood from her head to draw the sigil that sent the two angels away. (Y/n) rested against the tree while the dog whined and licked at her cheek.

“Hey there.” She said, scratching the dog’s head. Finally, after a couple minutes enjoy the peace, she stood up on shaky legs. Her world spun for a second but her hunter instincts kicked in as she heard twigs and leaves breaking as someone walked towards her and the dog.

“I’m telling you John, that dog of mine is good for nothing.” A gruff voice grumbled. (Y/n)’s eyes widened some. That voice sounded familiar. That’s when he came into her line of sight. She smiled. He was younger than she remembered, but it was him.

“Bobby!” (Y/n) said happily, only to have a shotgun pointed at her.

“Who are you?” HE asked. (Y/n) took a step back.

“Bobby, what’s going on?” Another voice asked. The second man appeared and froze in his tracks at the sight in front of him.

“(Y/n)?” John asked. Bobby looked over at John.

“(Y/n)?” He asked. “Who the hell is she?” John didn’t answer. He just walked towards her.

“John…” (Y/n) whispered. “I didn’t want to leave.”

“I know you didn’t.” He pulled her to him and wrapped her up in his arms. “Missouri told me everything. Why didn’t you tell me?”

“You weren’t a hunter.” She explained. “Even other hunters would’ve thought it was strange or impossible. I didn’t want to lose you…” John stopped her by kissing her then. Bobby’s dog ran over to him, wagging his tail.

“Shouldn’t we test her?” Bobby asked. (Y/n) grabbed a silver knife from John’s pocket and cut herself before John could even say anything to the other hunter. But when the silver cutting her did nothing, John took it back from her quickly.

“You’re hurt.” He said, cupping her face and examining her head. Bobby was confused. This was the same man who taught his oldest how to use a gun and made him run miles every morning.

“John, I’m fine.” (Y/n) said. “It’s nothing. But where’s Sammy?”

“Him and Dean are with a friend.” John said. “How did you end up out here?” He looked down at her and saw her wearing nothing but the lingerie that she had picked out to wear for him that night. He took off his jacket and wrapped it around her.

“I don’t remember.” (Y/n) explained. “I was cutting strawberries and these two guys were in my apartment. They went to attack me and I must have hit my head…” Her eyes widened and she touched around her neck for his dog tags.

“I have them.” He explained. “They were laying on the floor when I ran in to check on you…” He looked over at Bobby.

“I can finish up here.” He offered. “But I want answers later.”