Welcome to The End ( Daryl Dixon x Winchester!Reader )

Chapter 6

You awoke with a gasp, pain shooting through your head as you sat up.

For a moment, you had no idea where you were or what happened, but then it all came flooding back.

The zombies at the grocery store. The herd following you to the house, trapping you all inside. Sam hovering over you in panic. Dean and Cas standing across the room, both in tears.

'Why does this sound like a goodbye?'

'Because it is. I love you.'

Zombies bashing against the door.

"Don't do this, Cas'

'Goodbye, Dean.'

The zombies breaking through the front door and Cas leading them away... Cas!

"Whoa. Whoa. Y/N, calm down. It's okay." Sam's voice said, as you sat up in panic.

Your eyes frantically scanned your surroundings, but your head was spinning too much and you couldn't figure out where you were.

"Dean, pull over." Sam instructed and you only just realised that you were in the back of the Impala. How'd you get back to the car?

You weren't sure what was going on until the car stopped and you came to the sudden conclusion that you were going to be sick.

"Y/N are-" Someone started to say, but you didn't hear the rest of it before you opened the back door and practically fell out the car.

Not a second later you were throwing up on the side of the road which just made the pain in your head hurt even more, but as your stomach contracted violently and bile rose in your throat, you weren't really thinking about that at the moment.

Suddenly, a gentle hand was on your back and your hair was being pulled away from your face as you threw up again.

"You're okay. You'll be okay." Sam's gentle voice whispered from beside you, his hand rubbing soothing circles over your back.

It felt like hours, but was probably only a few minutes before you finally stopped throwing up as you sat there on your hands and knees, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand, but you didn't try and get up, not trusting your body in the slightest.

"I think you have a concussion. Just stay there for a bit." Sam suddenly said and you nodded slightly, collapsing back down and sitting on the ground as you leant your back against the side of the Impala.

You closed your eyes for a moment, trying to will the pain in your head to disappear before your mind suddenly clicked and your eyes shot open.

"Where's Cas?" You questioned, blinking away the stars in your eyes.

You looked over at Sam who was sitting beside you, his face dropping at the mention of the angel and you shook your head. No, Cas had to be okay. It was Cas! He had to be okay.

You heard the sound of a car door closing and you looked to the right to find Dean walking around the Impala towards you, with a bottle of water in his hands.

Dean didn't say anything as he knelt down in front of you, handing you the bottle of water which you grabbed with shaky hands and took a small sip before holding it back towards him.

"Dean...?" You started to ask, but trailed off when Dean's sad, red eyes eyes locked with yours and your heart dropped.

Dean was heartbroken. You hadn't seen that look in your brothers eyes since... well since Lucifer killed Cas a few years ago. You didn't like thinking about those days. You had never seen your brother like that before. He was lost, grieving and broken... it hurt you seeing him suffering like that and now it was like you had gone back in time to that day.