Supernatural One Shots

A choice (Dean)

We could've found a way out. I had an angel blade on me. He could've picked my to die and I could've killed it instead.

"Not a word, Dean. You don't get to apologize for this! You made your choice, and I lost my best friend. I had to watch her die right in front of me because of you. You did this."

He moved toward me, tears still in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Sammy. I didn't..."

I swung, connecting my clenched fist to his jaw. He stumbled backward against the trunk of his car. His eyes grew big in shock. "This is all on you, Dean." I snapped and got in the car.

Ada's P.O.V. (Yours)
I went from screaming in agony to on hooks in what felt like seconds. But then I was quickly in one piece and in an empty thrown room.

"Hello?" I called out, turning in all directions as I looked around the room.

"Hello, darling." Crowley.

I raised an eyebrow, he seemed both happy to see me and pissed at the same time. "What am I doing here?"

"You didn't think I'd really let my favorite little butterfly be killed and tortured did you? As soon as I heard what that gnat of a low life did, I locked him away and took you right off the racks. I do so apologize for how you died, love. But I assure you, you are good as new. I can even return you to those piles of flannels you call friends."

I shook my head quickly, "No! Not both of them at least. I only want to see Sam."

He raised an eyebrow at me as he tilted his head. "I thought Squirrel was the one who made your heart pitter patter. What happened there?"

I bit my lip, fighting more anger than sadness this time. "He is part of the reason I'm here. The demon told him to choose between saving me or Sam. He didn't even hesitate for a second in allowing me to die. To be torn to piece by the damn hell hound. So I don't want to see him right now. I'm really alive again?"

He nodded, pity and rage flashing in his eyes. "He's a bloody moron, darling. I'll pull him away and take you to Moose."

With the snap of his fingers I was in the bunker with Sam and he was looking around asking for Dean. Then he saw me. "Ada? Dammit... I'm dreaming, right? I'm so sorry. I miss you so much already."

I moved to him and hugged him tightly. He gasped out a sob as he clung to me. "You aren't dreaming, Sam. Crowley saved me. Brought me back good as new once he heard what happened. How long have I been gone?"

"Two weeks. You're really back? This isn't some cruel joke?" I pulled back and shook my head.

"It's no joke, Samantha. I'm really here, I promise. God it's been two weeks? Feels merely like twenty minutes for me."

He smiled slightly, "That's good, I suppose. God I can't tell you how good it is to see your face."

I sighed softly, knowing my plan was really going to hurt. "Sam... I'm going to leave. Not like forever with never seeing you. But like, I need away from this. From Dean."

He nodded, his jaw flexing in anger and hatred. "I have barely spoken to him since it happened."

"Sam, that isn't what I'm mad and hurt about. Of course I didn't think he would ever pick me to save over you. But God... after everything? He didn't even have to take a second. And he wouldn't even look at me before I died. He just let it happen. So I don't want to be around him, at least for a little while."

He nodded slowly. "Can I have one more movie night with my best friend before you leave then? I swear I'll make sure he doesn't ruin it... where is he by the way?"