I Don't do Chic-flicks (Dean X reader)

Chapter 16

    "Hey hun we're home." I hear Dean say, gently shaking me awake. I yawn, fluttering my eyes open and slowly sit up.
"Hun? That's a new one." I chuckle tiredly.
"Yeah well.......come on let's get you inside and in bed." Dean smiles, getting out of the car and coming over to my side opening the door for me. I thank him before getting out and entering the bunker. I breathe in the familiar sent of the bunker and smile.
"Home." I sigh in relief. I felt an arm wrap around me and I look up to see Sam.
"This is your official home now, no running off." Sam smiles down at me. I chuckle and playfully elbow him.
"Don't tempt me." I smile, making my way down the steps into the familiar library. I skim my fingers over the beautiful books and smile, thinking about all the amazing things written in these books.
"You always were a book girl." I hear from behind me. I turn and see Gabriel watching me with a smile. I return the smile and nod. "Your favorite book was (favorite book) and you'd read it nonstop. I mean come on kid pick a new book." Gabriel chuckles.
I let out a small chuckle, shaking my head, "It was a great book!"
"Yeah yeah, now get your sweet cheeks to bed so nurse Gabriel can take care of you." He smiles playfully. I arch my brow but don't question it. I walk into the kitchen where Dean and Sam were.

I wrap my arms around Sam's neck and kiss his cheek causing him to stiffen but then relax.
"I'm glad your okay Sammy. Goodnight."
I go over to Dean and do the same, hugging his neck before kissing his cheek, his small gruff brushing against my lips.
"I'm glad your okay too Dean, goodnight."
I could feel Dean smile, causing me to blush slightly and speed off to my familiar room.

Once in my room, I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding and lean against the door. I didn't feel as weak as before, but I didn't feel the same. I doubt I ever will again. I lift up the side of my hoodie to only see a scar where I was stabbed. I trace my fingers over it, sending shivers all over. I pull my hoodie down and crawl into bed, under the scratchy blanket wanting to just melt away from the world, which eventually I did.

There was a faint knocking at the door causing me to wake up. 
      "Come in." I say, my voice cracking slightly.
     I look up from my pillow and see it's Dean. He smiles, closing the door behind him and makes his way over to me.
    "Hey hun, how you feelin?" He asks, his voice soft and gentle. He takes a seat on the side of my bed and I sit up completely giving him a shrug.
      "Weird, I don't know how to describe it." I respond, pulling my knees up to my chest. He nods and gives me a soft smile,"That happens when you get healed more than once in a short period of time." Dean informs me. I nod, resting my chin on my knee. "How'd you sleep?" He asks, keeping his eyes on mine. I shrug once again. I didn't dream of the bar, which was either a relief or not.....I missed it though. "What are you thinking?" Dean asks snapping me out of my thoughts. "I just.......I just miss them Dean.....a lot and it should've been me." I tell him, practically in a whisper. I feel Dean's calloused hands take mine gently, and hold them tightly but not too much so he wouldn't hurt me. "Never say that.....look even though I feel the same way about myself for multiple things....things happen for a reason. We lost Jo and Ellen but we got you. And I'm not gonna lose you..." Dean said sternly, but I could tell he meant it and he cared. I took my one of my hands from his and gently brushed his cheek,"Thank you Dean." I smile, leaning forward and place a kiss on his forehead.

We hear someone clearing their throat, and we look up at the door to see Cas.
"Pardon my intrusion but Gabriel made breakfast and he's very impatient." Cas informs us. I chuckle and nod,"We'll be right there." I respond and than he leaves. I sigh and get out of bed, my hand still in Dean's.
"Come on, no more chic-flick moments." I chuckle, tugging Dean up. He chuckles, standing up and we make our way to the kitchen where the others are.

We enter the kitchen, and my eyes widen seeing the best thing ever. Waffles, different toppings, eggs, and LOTS of bacon.
"Holy cow." Dean breathes.
"Surprise!!!!" Gabriel shouts. I giggle, excitement bubbling through as if I was kid again.
      "This is amazing!!!!" I beam, running over to Gabriel and wrapping my arms around his neck, hugging him.  He hugs back and chuckles,"So you like it?" He asks. I pull away and admire the display of food,"I love it thank you Gabe, I mean Gabriel." He pulls out my chair and I take the seat graciously,"Your welcome and please call me Gabe, Gabriel is too formal."

My smile widens and I watch the boys take their seats before we dig in. The waffles were still warm, and so soft. The bacon, perfectly cooked, the eggs amazing, everything was perfect. I look over hearing Dean groan in pleasure causing me to chuckle.
       "Deano happy?" I ask. He looks up at me, his mouth full and his cheeks chubby. He nods and goes back to his eating causing me to shake my head. I look over at Sam and see that some how he made his waffle healthy, ugh. I grab the whip cream and quickly spray it on his food.
      "Hey!!" He protests looking up at me.
    "Live a little Sammy." I chuckle. He shakes his head with a small smile and goes back to eating. I sit there admiring the boys as they enjoy themselves. It's nice to get away from all the stress of hunting and live a little.

"I got dishes." I say once finished. I begin to get up when I feel Gabriel's hand on my shoulder and push me down.
     "Nope, you go relax." He instructs me. I huff and rolls my eyes,"Gabe I'm capable of cleaning dishes." I protest. He shakes his head,"I'm sure you are, but right now there's a laptop and couch waiting for you." With a sigh, I get up and kiss Gabes cheek before heading to my room.

"Hey hey wait!!!" I hear someone call after me. I turn and see it's Dean.
"What's up?" I ask, rocking back and forth from my toes to heel.
"Well Sam is going out for errands and the others are doing angel crap so I was wondering, wanna watch a movie or something together?" He asks, rubbing the back of his nervously. I smile,"Sure as long as their good movies, and classics." He returns the smile,"Of course."