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That Was A Coma? (TFW X Reader) **there is a tag at the end** Fandom: Supernatural Requested: Warnings: Sam's involves cutting, but no graphic descriptions. Also, do all of these minis, we're just going to say Cas did not heal you. Kapeesh?
W.C. 2202
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Dean Winchester~ W.C. 490
The darkness over Dean's eyes rises, and he is met with a large house surrounded by a forest. Baby sat in the driveway along with a Chevy Nova. The house itself was a two-story, and it had a wrap-around porch. Sitting on the porch, (Y/N) was holding their newborn daughter, Mary. Their twin sons, Johnny and Danny, were playing with blocks at their mother's feet. Once the young boys caught the sight of their father, they started running for him. This caused (Y/N) to chuckle lightly as to not disturb the infant in her arms.
"They missed you, Dean. Maybe hold off traveling for a while, please? I'm exhausted." Dean saw a simple ring upon her left ring finger and assumed he married her. The only downside, Dean cannot remember anything between the last hunt they did and now. He remembered proposing to his longtime girlfriend before him and Sam left for a hunt only to encounter a demon. Dean remembers nothing after that.
"Daddy," One of the boys said to Dean, "When can we play?"
"Let's play catch, daddy!" The other yelled. Dean was confused. He had never played catch in his life, but apparently he had played it many times with his sons. His sons. Dean thought he could get used to that.
"Quiet down, Johnny. Mary is finally asleep," (Y/N) scolded.
"Sorry, mama."
"(Y/N), I can take her. I can play with the boys' later while you take a nap," Dean offered.
"Thanks. Dean, but I don't want to put the pressure on you," she countered.
"I'll wake you up in a few hours."
"I'm not the one that needs to wake up, Dean. You are. I need you to wake up," her voice began to fade as well as the large house, woods, and children. They faded into the night sky; a black background filled with millions of stars. "Dean, please. We still need to plan everything for the wedding. You can't give up now, baby. You fought through hell and purgatory and back. Don't let a stupid demon be the cause of your death, Dean. I can't live without you, Dean Winchester."
"What did I miss, (Y/N/N)?"
"Only you would try to be smooth as soon as you wake up from a coma after nearly two months, Winchester," (Y/N) said, grasping Dean's hand with both of hers.
"You can't say anything since you're gonna be a Winchester in a few months," Dean smiled as he looked at her.
"Speaking of which, Dean, I found out that I am pregnant with twins while you were out," She looked nervous, but Dean was ecstatic. His mind immediately pictured the two boys at the ranch from his 'dream.'
