Battle

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Dean's P.O.V*

I blinked a couple of times and saw Y/N, but it wasn't her. This thing looked like Y/N, but was different, the joyful spark in her eyes was gone, replaced with a darkness I haven't seen in anyone before. Her face was thinner and pale, that's when I noticed her bump was gone. I reached for my gun when she repeated our code word. I stared at her, dumbfounded.

"There's not much time Dean" Y/N exclaimed, "Demons have planned an ambush, they're outside, its about to happen. There's not much time."

I still couldn't take in what was happening. She came up to me and grabbed my face.

"Dean... DEAN! Listen. I'm Y/N from the future. Jack got us back here to stop what happens. One night months ago, demons attacked us and our baby didn't survive. That night is tonight... So get your ass downstairs and STOP IT FROM HAPPENING" she shoved a piece of paper at my chest and pushed me out of the bed. "Keep that for later" as she ran out of the room, I thundered down the stairs behind her, looking for my Y/N.

Your past P.O.V*

Sighing looking down at your bump, you picked up the cups of tea and headed towards the door to talk to Jack, wanting this awkwardness over. Suddenly you heard the sound of someone running downstairs.

"DON'T!" Dean roared at you, as you turned in shock he grabbed you in a bear hug.

"Safest place in the house?" he asked urgently.

"The basement, set up as a panic room?" you replied questioningly, worried at his behaviour.

"CHARLIE TAKE Y/N TO THE BASEMENT. NOW. KEEP HER SAFE!"

Charlie ran into the room and took your arm without question. She started to guide you away when you both stopped in horror. Coming down the stairs holding a shotgun in one hand, and a machete in the other was... You. Except, it wasn't you, couldn't be you.

"Don't worry, she is safe, ill tell you when this is over" Dean interjected, noticing the stares being exchanged between the three of you. "GO" Dean yelled once more, heading outside.

This other you paused and looked over your body, eyes hovering over your swollen stomach, when she suddenly snapped out of it, and kicked your front door open dramatically, charging out to the front yard. You peered out questioningly after her, then you heard gun shots and saw silhouettes fighting out in the dark. Upon hearing the gun shots you retreated and ran to the basement, Charlie close behind.

You stopped her from coming past the heavy door.

"Please go help the others" you pleaded.

"No Y/N, I have to stay here incase they get through"

"I can handle it Charlie, but don't let that happen" you pushed her gently away before shutting and bolting the basement door. You grabbed some weapons you had stocked and sat opposite the entry, ready to attack anything that came through. You couldn't shake the image of seeing yourself. She couldn't have been a shifter, she looked much older, harder even. Like she had had an even more unfortunate life than you had. But how did she look so similar?

Dean's P.O.V*

I went outside to see a hoard of demons coming out from the treelines. Sam and Cas joined Jack and I on the porch. We stood for a second, then jumped into action, grabbing whatever weapons we had. I looked at Cas in concern about our limited supply, only to see another Sam and myself jump over the railing and onto the porch next to us. They had large weapon bags and started handing out the goods.

Sam was in shock, and aimed a gun at our past selves.

"No Sammy, time travel. It's us. Will explain later. Demons first"

We grabbed what we could, then spread out, ready to take on the oncoming demons. Charlie came to join us despite my protests. Past Y/N was metres ahead of us, she had a catlike stance and bloodlust in her eyes. I glanced at my past self in concern, who also had a look in his eye that could kill.

"We've waited for this for too long" he replied lowly, staring ahead.

"She will be fine"

Suddenly past Y/N charged towards the demons, who also took up fight stances.

Your Current P.O.V*

Pregnant you is safe. She needs to stay safe. That's all you were repeating in your head over and over as you shot and sliced through every demon that remotely came your way. You were heavily outnumbered and were being targeted more than the others due to your threatening skill. But the rage you were letting out was giving you an advantage, you hadn't felt this smooth in a fight in years, you were refined. Not a single demon was able to throw you off balance, you hadn't been hit even once. Though that could be because of Jack, who seemed to be protecting your group from afar.

Half an hour later, the front lawn of the property was covered in empty meat suits. You were covered in blood and laying satisfied amongst the carnage.

Dean's P.O.V*

The fighting was seemingly done. Past Y/N sat up looking like a villain from a horror movie, covered head to toe in blood spatter. She looked over to the side and jumped up, took an angel blade and hurled it expertly into a demon that had appeared from the trees. It hit its mark perfectly, and the bastard was smoked. Y/N looked over at past me and smiled, a could see a spark of my Y/N's joy appear in her eyes. Then like that, she was gone. Literally disappeared in thin air. I looked over to where our past selves had been and they were also gone. Our group gathered, checking each others injuries over, then looked at me.

"Explanation?" Sam asked.

"Soon, I have something to do first" I replied, taking the note past Y/N had given me and opening it.

Dean,

I cannot explain how sorry I am, for everything.

I love you, I truly do and I want nothing more than to fix this and be a family forever.

Y/N.

I walked to the basement door and banged on it urgently.

"Y/N, babe, it's over, it's safe"

A moment past and Y/N peeked out from the door, and I was immediately doused in holy water.

I spluttered a bit then looked up grinning. Y/N grinned too and opened the door wide. I embraced her gently, watching her baby bump, and planted a kiss on her forehead.

She looked up at me lovingly.

"Marry Me" I croaked.

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