Fighter: Dean Winchester
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  • Time 11h 39m
  • Reads 368,149
  • Votes 13,442
  • Parts 70
  • Time 11h 39m
Complete, First published Dec 12, 2017
Mature
"She was a true fighter, you could see it in her eyes. She was not born strong, she was made strong."

....

She met him one time and was never able to forget that handsome face of his. When they met, it was the wrong time, more for him than her though. In fact, if you want to be more specific, he was the one running out of time.

His trip to hell was getting closer but no matter what he didn't forget either. 

Months later, Nadia Turner finds Dean Winchester climbing out of his grave, somehow back from on Earth from hell and not a clue how or why. Appreciative of Nadia's help, he decides he also wants the strong girl to join the hunt of how he got back home.

Nadia is happy to accept and as she works close to the Winchester, sparks began to fly between the two. 

[LATE SEASON THREE - SEASON FOUR]
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Death Is My Frenemy (Book Three)

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Dear Reader, It hadn't hit me right away, many things, but especially the fact that I was about to turn twenty years old. It was as if it was just yesterday that I was learning how to make a peanut butter sandwiches, tie my shoes, and draw endlessly with fat crayons--which I thoroughly believed to be a masterpiece. It had to be yesterday, when I was befriending any new person that I met with a dazzling smile. No, those were the years that I was numb--masked from the world and blissfully unaware of the dangers and lingering dark edges of the Chicago city. Life moves fast; terrifyingly fast for some, especially those who try and anchor down each and every day of their existence. For others, it moves drearily slow. I use to be numb, I use to be unaware of the shadows deep within the corners of the earth, the watchful figures around me. I use to draw scribbles, struggle to tie my shoes, and fail at doing the simple things, like tying shoes. I use to make friends with anyone I met and kept that friendship over a promise. I use to do a lot of things, actually. But that was when life was a whole lot simpler, safer, and perfect. That was before I knew about Death. That was before he became my frenemy. Forever and always, Faith Williams *** MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075