Supernatural One Shots {requests open}

found you. (Benny x reader)

You finish your shift at the local hospital, you hop in your car checking the time which read 7:05am. You sigh pulling out a bag of blood from the cooler in the floorboard and carefully pouring it into your thermos. You take a long sip, heading to your favorite local gumbo place, Guidry's Cajun Cafe.

Sure vampires didn't technically need to eat actual food but for you it was a nice reminder of your human side. You were a loner, cut ties with your nest after the old man killed the love of your life, Benjamin. The two of you met when you went on a voyage together right after you were turned. Immediately he had a soft spot for you, and you fell hard.

You see Benjamin push himself in front of you facing the old man, "now, you leave her alone. She didn't have anythin' to do with this. She's new and was jus followin' my orders." The man says, his accent thick as his temper boils,  holding your hand snugly. "Benjamin, no..." you whisper, trying to move past him. The the cajun-accented vampire turns around moving close "I can't let you take the fall for what happened back there. I love you (y/n), don't forget that." He smiles sadly turning back around and letting your hand go. "Well, someone's gotta answer for that screw up.."

Your maker's closest men grab Benjamin's arms and force him to his knees. You feel a pair of arms grab you and begin walking you to the door. "It's alright Alonzo, I'd like her to stay." You hear him say, the smirk on his face almost audible. You turn around, making eye contact with the old man. "Lets proceed shall we?" His voice rings.

You watch as the ornate machete is pulled out of it's case. "We could have gone so far together Benny. I do wish I could trust you." He says without a hint of remorse. You fight tears as you're forced to watch him take Benny's head off with one clean slice. Your vision goes burry and you hear yourself utter a scream.

You shake your head trying to clear it of the memories. it was too painful to think about even now, almost 75 years later.

You glance in your mirror to see a familiar blue chevy C-10 following you. "Quentin." You mumble under your breath, speeding up. He begins to follow closer when he sees you speeding up. You sigh and exit the highway quickly turning onto a side-street. You glance back as the truck speeds up almost hitting your bumper. You swerve to the side, coming to a quick stop just down the road from the cafe. You grab your machete and walk the back of your car putting your foot out, stopping the blue truck in its tracks.

"We've been through this Quentin, I'm not coming back. The Old Man can kiss my ass," you yell as you remove your foot from the bumper, your voice echoing off the trees around you. He gets out of the car fuming, "Oh no, this time sweetheart Old Man's got special orders." He smirks, walking to face you. "I don't wanna hurt you Quentin, you saw what happened when Will tried this." You frown slightly. He laughs silently before lunging after you. You move to the side grabbing him and pinning him to the tree. "I'm sorry it has to be this way old friend." You sigh, slamming his head into the tree trunk and holding the pure silver machete at his throat.

He grunts grabbing your arm pulling you forward onto the ground. The impact stuns you, all you do is watch as he stands over you and laughs darkly. You just smile as you kick him square in the chest sending him backwards. You quickly get up, he charges you again catching you by surprise. He knocks the machete out of your hand, pinning you to the hood of your car. "You've Lost your touch (Y/N)," he pulls the machete off the ground pinning it to your neck. You shut your eyes finally getting nervous

A strangled scream escapes you as he stabs your side, before putting the blade to your neck. He pauses, looking to the side like he heard something. The next thing you see is Quentin's head roll off his shoulders. You wince as you move quickly out of the way and backwards holding your wound. Your eyes automatically shut and your knees buckle as the pain and the burn from the silver gets to you. You feel someone catch you, laying you against the bumper of your car gently.  "Whoa Hey, you alright doll?" You hear the person say softly.

I know that voice...

You open your eyes and gasp as the sunlight hits the mans face through the trees. you freeze at the sight of a familiar face "B-benjamin?" You ask, your voice coming out barely louder than a whisper. "In the flesh," he answers almost casually, smirking. "No...? H-how..?" You ask quietly, trying to stand but taking in a hard breath as a sharp pain radiates through your torso. You double over, feeling a pair of gentle hands catch you, holding you close. "My thermos, please..." you ask, eyes closed tight.

You feel him let you go gently going to grab your cup. "Here, drink up." He says softly returning to your side putting the cup to your lips. You take the drink, almost chugging the contents. You feel your side begin to heal. He stands and you take his extended hand as he immediately pulls you in for a hug. "It's really you...? how are you alive...? I saw you get-" you mumble into his shoulder as you feel yourself start to choke up. "I have my ways darlin'." he smirks.

"I've missed you so much..." you whisper tearing up. You feel him kiss your forehead gently, "an' I've missed you sweetheart." He says softly into your hair, his accent noticeably thicker as his emotions make an appearance.

Right as you catch the scent of a human you hear a third voice, out of breath "Benny...care to explain... what the hell that was..?" You immediately look up to see a shorter man with light brown hair and a blood-stained flannel.

You watch as Benny laughs guiltily, "Dean... Meet (Y/N)..." he says, his accent thick as he smiles at you. "(Y/N), this is the man who helped me get topside."

You watch as the man ahead of you wipes his hand on his jeans, and extends it. You shake his hand, "thank you," you smile brightly, tears in your eyes. He nods, "after everything he did for me in there he earned it..." he trails off, a faint smile on his face. "Thanks for helpin' me out brother," Benny smiles, pulling you closer to him. "No problem, you keep your nose clean, okay?" Dean answers. " 'course," The vampire next to you nods, "same goes for you."

"Old Man's gettin' desperate huh?" He asks looking at Quentin's body. "Been this way ever since I left." You sigh, leaning your head on his chest. "He still in the same spot?" He asks after a moment. You nod "yep, still there," you answer looking up at him, seeing determination and anger set in. "Lets go put an end to this shall we?" He says turning to face you. You nod watching him study you with his bright blue eyes, "lets," you answer just before he pulls you in close once again, kissing you hard.

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-A