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You walk into a bar and immediately recognize the back of his head. It belongs to Dean...your Dean. But the tricky thing is that he hasn't been truly yours for the last few weeks.
You and Sam have been searching for him nonstop ever since he died and came back to life as a demon version of himself. Sam warned you over the phone about Dean's state of existence now and to prepare yourself for the worst. You take a seat at the bar right beside of him and tell the bartender your order.
"Do you realize how long I've been looking all over this country for your sorry ass?" You ask Dean as you take a sip of the beer the bartender hands to you.
"Sorry, do I know you?" Dean asks and then continues when he notices the deadpan look on your face.
"Oh wait...that's right I remember now we had a thing when I was 'good' me."
"You were never good or bad, you were 'complicated.' And now...you're a worse mess than you've ever been." You say to him with distress present in your voice.
"Right." Dean scoffs and downs a shot.
"Dean...enough with the hiding and avoiding me and Sam. It's time to come home so we can fix all of this."
"Last time I checked nothings broken sweetheart."
"If you don't come with me now I hope you know that you will eventually. You can't run from me Dean."
"Who said I was running. I'm living the only way I can."
"No. This isn't living and I think that the real Dean Winchester would agree. I won't let you keep hurting people, and neither will Sam."
You turn to stand up and leave, but Dean stops you by grabbing your wrist in a vice grip.
"Don't come looking for me again (Y/N). Or I'll have no choice."
"Like you really would." You spat back as you break out of his grip and begin walking out of the bar.
Before you get to the door Crowley walks in and greets you, "Darling, what a nice surprise! Did your boyfriend finally break up with you?"
"My 'boyfriend' is trapped inside that thing sitting over there and by the time I'm done he'll be free."
"Oh well then...good luck trying to salvage what's already gone."
"I'll find a way. Just watch me." You say sternly as you push past him and exit the bar.
