One-shots BSM, DDM, DCM, MCM, UNM, Imagines

Angry, Afraid, Confused, BSM, SPN Part Two

Y/N = Your Name

N/N = Nick Name

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Sam

Reader's P.O.V.

14 Years Old

( As Requested) Part 2

I nervously look at my older brother. Well, the man who says he's my older brother. Dean nods at Bobby when Bobby informs him of what I'm going to do. Oh, man. I'm nervous. 

What if this isn't my brother, and he tries to kill me? What if he's a demon or something that's come to kill me? I don't know what I've done. I try to be good -well, most of the time. This isn't funny. If this isn't Dean, the dumb sucker pretending to be Dean will pay. I'll make sure of it. 

Nobody messes with my heart. 

What if Bobby's in on this with 'Dean'? What if Bobby's not really Bobby? What if someone took over Bobby's body? What if- Quit it Y/N. Stop it. Don't doubt Bobby. Bobby's survived as a hunter for a long time. He's never been possessed before, so he's probably not now. 

" Dean, sit there. " Bobby gestures to a seat. 

I glance over at Sam. He's not paying attention to me or Dean though. He's busy talking to his new girl over at the front door. A lot of help that oof is. If I die, this will be his fault. I don't think he's the least bit concerned that Dean could possibly not be Dean and end up being some Skin Walker or something. 

Dean holds out his hand to me. I glance at the knife in my hand. Boy, if this is really Dean...I'm going to feel like a douche after this. But if it isn't...if I was right...I don't want to be right. 

Dean patiently waits for me to cut his hand. I cautiously lean towards him. I drag the blade across Deans' hand. Dean bleeds but his skin doesn't burn. I look up at Dean. 

He nods for me to continue. 

He passed test one. 

I do every test I know of on Dean but he passes all of them. I tried salt, silver, holy water...he passed all of them. How? How is this possible? 

" See, Y/N. He's human. " Bobby says gently. 

I look down at the holy water in my hands. I glance up at Dean. " How...? You're...not dead? " 

" I am breathing so...yeah, not dead. " Dean gestures to himself. 

What if I...why not? Last chance to check. I dump the rest of the holy water on Dean, tears in my eyes. 

Dean wipes some water out of his eyes. " Man, kid. Still as untrusting as ever. " He mutters. 

" What's my favorite color. " I say out of the blue. I'm still not completely sure this is Dean. Some may say I'm in denial, but I say I'm just being cautious. 

" What? " Dean asks. 

" What is my favorite color? " I ask again. 

Dean's reply is fast. " You don't have one. I mean, you have preferences for certain colors, but you don't have a set favorite color. You mostly like pastels. Pastels and other light colors. " 

" Dean? " I whisper. It is Dean. 

Dean smirks. " The one and only, kid. " 

I toss myself at my brother, wrapping my arms around him. " I missed you! I missed you so so much. " I cry. " You...you...how? Huh? How are you here?! " 

" I-I don't know. " Dean answers honestly. 

I pull away from the hug and wipe my eyes. I punch Dean in the shoulder. 

" Ow! What was that for? I am really regretting ever agreeing to let you take those boxing classes. " Dean grabs his arm where I punched him. 

" If you ever die again, I will take Baby to the scrap yard and help them tear her apart, you hear me? " I threaten. 

Dean's eyes widen at the mention of his poor car getting destroyed. " No! Not Baby! Don't touch Baby! If you hurt my car, I will haunt your sorry as-butt, " Dean corrects himself. " for the rest of your life! " Dean continues while waving his finger at me in a warning way. 

" All you have to do is not die. " I remind him. 

" Are you threatening me, Y/N Jordan Winchester? " Dean asks with a raised eyebrow. 

I think. " No. " I shrug. " I'm merely promising you something. And you know I don't break my promises. " I sternly reply. I've never broken a promise. Trust is very important to me. 

" I missed you, kiddo. " The side of Dean's mouth curls up in a small smile as he talks. 

I nod. " I missed you too. More than you know. " I hug Dean again, smashing my face into his neck. I missed Dean so so so much. I missed my older brothers. 

Both of them. 

Sam my not have been gone physically, but he was gone emotionally most of the time. He's never here anymore. 

I hope now that Dean's back that we can go back to normal. At least, normal for the Winchesters. Hunts, fast food, long car rides, old songs...

I hope we find whatever brought Dean back...I want to say thank you. Thanks for bringing my brother back. 

I've already lost my dad, don't know who my mother is, I almost lost my half-brother, I don't want to lose more people than I have. I don't know what I'd do if I were to lose anyone else. I'd probably go crazy. I don't do well on my own. I never have. I need to be around people. People I trust. 

I don't trust easily. Since I don't trust easily, it's hard for me to make friends. If I were to lose everyone...I'd probably die. Die alone. Die afraid. 

I don't want to die alone. 

" You know what I'm craving? " Dean asks. 

" Pie. " Dean and I say at the same time. 

I smile. 

Yes, someday I might end up alone, but I can't live in fear. I have to just savor the life I have now with the family and friends I have now before it's too late. I have to live in the moment, not in the future. 

I've got my brothers. I've got Bobby. 

Everything will be alright. 

It always is.