Sad Supernatural Imagines

#132 DDM: Dean - You Could Have Died

Destiel bitches! You're the daughterrr.

Y/N p.o.v:

You laughed at the boy who was flirting with you. He winked which made you blush.
"Wanna get out of here?" He asked. You sighed and shook your head.
"I have to be home soon. I'd rather not have my parents to get worried. Plus, I'm here with a friend and she's my ride." You said. He pouted. You smiled and punched his shoulder lightly.
"Don't worry. Text me and we'll hang out sometime." You said and then gave him his number. He said bye and walked away. You looked around for your sister Claire. You scanned the room until you found her making out with a pretty girl. You just smiled and looked away. She'd probably be there for a while. You texted her saying you were going to walk home. You walked out of the house and down the street. You didn't live very far from where the part was taking place. It was about a 15-20 minute walk. You walked fast, cautious of your surroundings. You held your knife close to you in case anyone or anything tried to come at you. Soon enough you made it home. It was really late so Jody should be asleep. You were Cas and Deans daughter, but you stayed with Jody most of the time. Claire hunted with your dads because you weren't really into it which was a relief to Cas and Dean. But you still had to train often so you would be able to keep yourself safe from any monsters or even regular people. You quietly opened the window and snuck through. Suddenly the light on the table next to the couch turned on and there sat Jody. You laughed nervously and shut the window. You stood there embarrassed. Your face was burning and you stared at the ground not wanting to look at her.
"And where were you?" She asked. She didn't sound mad, but she didn't sound too happy either. You tried to think quickly for any excuse.
"I was-I was with Dean." You replied and looked up. You heard someone clear their throat. You looked to see where it came from and saw Dean emerge from the kitchen. Your face dropped and you looked back down at the ground. You didn't want them to know you were at a party. They would jump to conclusions.
"Wanna try that again?" He asked. You didn't respond. You shrugged and walked over to a chair. You sat down and stared at you lap. You knew they weren't gonna let you go to bed until you told the truth. Dean walked over and sat in the chair across from you.
"Y/N." He said sternly. You took a deep breath.
"Fine. I was on a walk." You said. It was kinda true. You did have to walk home from the party. You heard Jody sigh.
"Why were you on a walk?" Jody asked. You just shrugged.
"Couldn't sleep." You replied. Dean groaned and stood up. You looked at him and saw his angry expression.
"Tell the truth now, Y/N Winchester." He growled. You shrunk back into the chair. His anger scared you. Before Cas and Dean adopted you, you spent most of your life abused by your foster family. They would yell, hit, punch, kick, scream. They would burn you and cut you. Your body was always covered in bruises and scars. You didn't say anything and stared at your lap again.
"Fine. Don't tell the truth. But when Jody found you gone, she got worried. She thought something took you. Something could have while you were out. You could have died!" He yelled. You flinched. Tears started to well up. Soon the front door opened and in came you sister. You heard her pause.
"Woah. What's going on?" She asked. You got up and bolted out the door. The fat, hot tears streamed down your face as you ran.
"Y/N!" Jody yelled after you. You couldn't handle being yelled at. You ran into the woods and didn't stop running. You sobbed heavily, your vision was blurred due to the tears. You could barely see. You gasped as you tripped. You fell down a small hill when you hit your head off of a rock. You turned over on your back and stared at the sky. The trees were covering it, but you could still see the stars. You could hardly breathe. The running and falling really took the breath out of you. You felt dizzy even though you were laying down. Your head stung. You closed your eyes and passed out.

Dean's p.o.v:

"Son of a bitch!" I yelled. Jody got up and went after Y/N.
"Y/N!" She yelled after her. I followed Jody and Claire followed me. We all ran in the direction of Y/N.
"She ran in the woods!" Jody yelled. I ran faster and passed her. I slowed down when I reached the woods.
"We need to split up." Claire said breathlessly. I nodded and started running to the right. I looked everywhere when I came upon a small hill I looked down and saw a small body.
"Y/N!" I called. I ran down the hill and fell for my knees beside her. I pulled her to me and pressed her chest to my ear. I waited for a heartbeat. I sighed in relief when I heard her heart beating.
"Jody! Claire! I found her!" I yelled and picked her up. We all met up outside the woods. Claire gasped.
"Dean, we need to get her back to the house quickly. Like now. She has a huge gash in the back of her head." She said. I looked and my heart leaped. I just started running back to the house. Once I got there I ran to her bedroom. I set her down gently. She groaned and opened her eyes a little bit.

Y/N p.o.v:

You groaned and opened your eyes slightly.
"Y/N?" A familiar voice said quietly. You looked over and saw Dean. You tried sitting up.
"Ah! Ow.." You said. Dean shushed you.
"It's alright. You just need to rest. Cas will be here to heal you soon." He whispered. You touched the back of your head and winced. You remembered running out because of Dean yelling at you. You sat up and moved away from him. He looked at you with sadness. Claire came in and glared at Dean.
"You should go for now. Let me talk to her." She said. Dean looked down and nodded. He left the room and shut the door. Claire sat on the side of your bed. You felt safer and then lied down.
"Why'd you run out, Y/N?" She asked softly. You shrugged and winced. You felt lightheaded.
"I'm sleepy." You whispered. She looked at you with panic. She grabbed your hand and squeezed it.
"Hey, don't fall asleep just yet. Cas will be here soon. Just keep squeezing my hand. Alright? Y/N?" Claire asked. You squeezed it a little bit in response. You waited and waited. You kept losing blood. You could feel it seep into your pillow.
"Claire.. My pillows gonna be stained..." You slurred. She just squeezed your hand again.
"It's okay, we'll get you a new pillow." She said. Suddenly there was a flutter. You saw your other dad walk towards you with a small smile.
"Hi, Y/N. Give her to me, Claire. I got her. Go talk to Dean. He feels like crap." He said. She nodded and then got up. Once she shut the door, Cas sat on the bed and then carefully picked you up to put on his lap. You could be 20 years old and he would still do this. It was something he did to help calm you down completely and to help you feel much safer. He kissed your forehead and then placed his hand over the gash.
"This will hurt just a little bit, Y/N. Don't worry though, I'm here." He said softly. You nodded. You cried out a little as he started healing your wound. Once he was finished, he held you close to him.
"What happened?" He asked. You looked down. What you do was pretty stupid, but you were scared. You thought Dean knew to be careful with you. You closed your eyes and winced at the memory of him yelling at you.
"I went to a party with Claire. I didn't want Dean or Jody to find out because I didn't want to get yelled at. So I told them I went for a walk, which isn't entirely a lie. I walked back from the party because I didn't want to do anything stupid like do drugs or drink or wake up next to some stupid boy. I know how protective Dean is so I avoided telling him..but it didn't help anything because he still yelled. He was right though. I wasn't being the safetest. It was my fault. I'm sorry for running out." You whispered. Cas just tightened his hold on you and pressed his lips to your head.
"Don't blame yourself, Y/N. You were scared, you had every right to be considering your past. What you did was pretty stupid, the running out, but no one is angry at you for doing it. You had to get out of the situation and in the heat of the moment, your default was to run away from the commotion. It's okay. You're alive and here. Just please pray to me if anything like this happens again. I don't want to come here to find your body, pale and lifeless in this bed instead of you sleeping soundly." He said. You nodded and snuggled closer to him. It was late and you were really tired. You fell asleep in Cas's arms with a small smile on your face. You forgave Dean and for a while he stayed with you in hopes of making a bond between you two. It worked. You were closer to him, but not as close as you were to Cas. He was okay with it though. He learned to control his anger around you and others. It took quite a bit of time, but you appreciated it. Dean went back to hunting, but was around much more often than he had been before and Cas visited you everyday. Besides the constant looking behind your back, your life was pretty great. You had two dads who loved you more than life, a sister that was always there for you, and a mother who you could go to with anything. Life was pretty good.

A/N:

Oof. Idk how I feel about this.