DemonDean

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((Dean/Reader))
Warning - blood, language
Y/N - Your Name
Y/H/C - Your Hair Color
Y/E/C - Your Eye Color
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     I paced back and forth , listening to Sam fight against his brother. Dean.. but then again he's not really Dean for the fact that he's a demon. I bit my fingernails to pass the time. Sam came out about an hour or two later. "How's it going?" I asked. He shook his head, and sighed. "It's gonna take a while. And I'm gonna need a beer" Sam says. He walked down to the other side of the bunker, leaving the key to Dean's room on the table.. I took the key in hands and ran off. Sam would be pissed at me for doing this, but I needed to see him. Dean. "Y/N is that you?" Dean asked, his voice echoes through the walls.. and I barely even turned the knob. "I can smell you Y/N.. you're scared" Dean laughed. I shook away my feelings and opened the door. He was tied down to a metal chair.. his hands were balled up into fists, and blood covered his knuckles. A smile graced his features. "Dean" I spoke brokenly. He laughed. "Your Dean has been MIA for quite a while now.. funny how you nor Sam understands that".. I gulped down the vile growing in my throat. I picked up a needle. "I know my Dean is there inside! You will not get away with this!" I shout. I stabbed the needle into Dean's neck. Blood filled my nose. The scent. It made me sick.. but if it's what it takes to save Dean.. I'll do it. Dean groans and huffed. "You know I hate needles" He growls. His eyes flashed black and he lunged at me. I fell on my ass. Dean laughed. "Aw. Demon got your tounge?" He asked, laughing. I stood up from the ground and shouted.. "You're still in THERE DEAN. I KNOW IT" I screamed. I hear running foot steps coming towards me. Sam. His arms wrapped around me and pulled me out of the room. Dean laughed at my struggles to get away. "Y/N. STOP. IT'S OKAY. I PROMISE.. Y/N" Sam shouts. I'm shaking and I'm crying. I'm ice cold in his arms. "We'll fix this. I promise" Sam says, holding me close while listening to the dark laughter behind us both.

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