Supernatural Imagines

Never Letting You Go part 1 (Dean Winchester)

Summary: You die on a hunt and after you come back, Dean is overprotective of you and won't let you do anything on your own, that it reaches a level you can't bare anymore.

A/N: this is just the first part of the summary. There's gonna be a part 2 :).

Warnings: Angst, death.

Dean managed to kill the monster and was now looking for you.

"Hey!" Sammy came in covered in blood.

"Hey! You're gonna need a shower" Dean mocked.

"Says you. How many left?".

"That's the last of them" he pointed at the monster lying on the floor "Where's Y/n?".

"I thought she was with you".

"No, she came to assist you after I told her I could handle myself".

"Well, if she's not with you and she's not with me, then she probably found some more".

"Yup, but all dead now!".

"Jesus, Y/n! You had us worried!".

"I'm fine, babe".

Dean and Sam started packing their stuff and were ready to head out,not noticing the monster that Dean thought he killed was actually still alive.

"Let's go... Y/n?".

"Dean!" Blood started coming out of your mouth and Dean saw a knife coming out of your stomach.

"No, no, no!" He rushed to your side and caught you before you hit the ground, while Sam finished him off.

"Hey, stay with me! You're gonna be alright, okay" he put his hand on top of yours that was covering the bleeding wound.

"You can't lie to me, you know that. You're shit at lying" you chuckled.

"Shh! Don't make jokes. I'm gonna get you out of here, alright?".

"Dean, stop! It's fine. I don't feel the pain anymore" you started to close your eyes.

"Y/n? Hey! Focus! I need you to focus! Don't close your eyes! Hey, look at me" he ordered trying to keep you from passing out.

"J- just a minute. I feel tired. Let me rest" you begged.

"Hey, no, no, no! Sammy help me!".

"Dean, it's...".

"Don't you dare say it. And you, don't close your eyes. Please, I love you" tears started dropping from his cheeks.

"I love you too. It- it's gonna be alright" you gave him half a smile before everything turned black.

"No, no, no! Don't you die on me! Y/n, please! I need you! Come back to me!" He caressed your lifeless body.

"Dean, she's gone" Sam stated the obvious.

"Don't you dare say that to me!".

It took Dean a while to process what had just happened but when he finally did, it tore him apart. He begged Cass to bring you back, but he couldn't. He tried to make a deal, but even Crowley refused. Rowena, Billy and even other witches, but nothing. When he became hopeless and everyone urged him to burn or at least bury the body, he knew it was time. Time to say goodbye.

The boys had burned your body and Dean had to watch as your body was aflame. His insides were burning and he felt the same fire. He was enraged and blamed himself for your death.

The next few months were hard. Dean had buried himself into work and killed everything that wasn't human. Sam had to look after Dean and be strong for him that he didn't have the time to grieve.

"I need a case now, Sammy! If I don't, I might go nuts" Dean paced around in the bunker while Sam was searching for a case on the internet.

"Dean, maybe you should take a break".

"Don't tell me what to do!".

"Y/n wouldn't want you to do that to yourself-".

"Don't even mention her name!".

For the past few months, Dean avoided talking about his feelings, about that night and about you. It was even forbidden to mention your name.

The way it appeared to the others was as if Dean didn't even know you, but Sam knew better. He knew that Dean was building a wall around him and hiding his feelings in a box that he hid deep deep down.

The main door of the bunker was opened but the boys didn't bother to look thinking it's someone they knew. It was, just not someone they knew was dead.

"Dean! Sam!" You called.

Dean knew pretty damn well who that voice belonged to, he turned around and couldn't believe his eyes "Y- Y/n?".

"Yeah. It's me" you smiled.

You thought he'd be angry, yell or think that you're not you but what he did was the opposite. He ran towards you, lift you up and embraced you so hard that air stopped coming through your lungs.

"Dean, wait- she could be anything for all we know" Sam was skeptical.

"I know it's you. A-are you real? H- how are you here?" After he put you down, his hand caressed your cheeks and his eyes never never stopped staring into yours.

"I- I don't know. I woke up and dirt was all around me. I dug myself up and found my way to you".

"Hands in the air" Sam pointed a gun at you.

"Sam, lower your gun!" Dean commanded.

"Not before we test her" he splashed you with holy water but nothing happened. He gave you silver to touch, looked at your reflection in the mirror and every other test until he was sure "Y/n?".

"Hiya, Sammy!" You greeted and he came to hug you.