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Dean X Reader: Possession (One-Shot!)

Dean X Reader: Possession (One-Shot!)

A/N: This is my 100th One-Shot! Woohoo! I'm super excited and glad you all enjoy my One-Shots, especially my Loki ones apparently. He has his own seperate category, but there will always be much love for Dean <3 
Thank you all so much, and enjoy!

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You were about to walk upstairs to go to bed when you heard the doorbell ring, it was far past midnight, you set your book down on a nearby table and opened the door to see your boyfriend Dean standing on the porch, his face and clothes splattered in blood. Dean walked inside and set his duffle bag down on the table, he then walked upstairs and into the bathroom, he looked at himself in the mirror utterly horrified and quickly washed the blood off his face. 

"I thought you were on a hunting trip with your brother... It looked like you murdered someone Dean..." You mumbled, "Did you get attacked by something?" You asked, seeing the long slash marks on the back of his jacket. 

"We need to talk..." Dean uttered, he carefully removed his jacket, he winced when he removed his shirt to reveal long slash marks on his chest. 

You walked downstairs to grab Dean a beer when you notified that his duffle bag was open, you peeked inside to see a sawed-off shot gun, a canaster of table salt, you pulled out a Colt M1911A1; you looked closely at the ivory grips and chrome plating, you then noticed shot gun shells filled with salt, you turned around to see Dean looking at you nervously. 

"Dean... What the hell is going on...?" You asked, looking at him horrified, "I'm going to call the cops if you don't tell me what the hell is going on!" You cried. 

"This is going to sound crazy... And I know you're not going to believe me..." Dean said, he slowly walked up to you but sighed when you took a step back from him. 

You looked at him confused when the lights flickered, not shortly after the power went out, you watched as Dean quickly grabbed his gun, you looked at him utterly horrified and slowly backed away from him. 

"Dean... You're really scaring me..." You uttered, slowly backing away from him. 

Dean pulled you toward him, "You're not going to understand this and you're gonna think I'm crazy but know that I love you and I have to protect you" He said sternly, he quickly grabbed the canaster of table salt and began pouring lines on every window sill. 

Suddenly the door burst open, a man with black eyes walked in and slammed the door behind him, as soon as he saw you he walked toward you, Dean tried to interfere but with a wave of the demons hand he flew across the room; you tried to run upstairs but saw another man approach you with black eyes, you slowly backed away but the other man grabbed you and tossed you onto the floor. 

"Not even a Winchester can save you now" He grinned, about to grab you when you stabbed him with an angel blade, you then turned around and slashed the man's neck, causing his empty vessel to the fall to the floor. 

An elderly woman burst through the door in anger, she approached Dean by his throat and picked him up off the floor; you came up behind her stabbed her in the throat, causing her to drop Dean. 

Dean looked at you in utter shock as you helped him up off the floor, he watched as you grabbed a chair and grabbed a broken hex bag that was hidden on a shelf above your front door. 

"I knew someone came into my damn house and messed with my shit" You grumbled, you then pulled away the carpet and saw that your demon trap that had been spray painted on the floor had been penetrated, you sighed and tossed the carpet back onto the ruined sigil.