Supernatural Preferences & Imagines

➸ The Righteous Man ➸ Dean Winchester

Warning: Short but a whole lot of fluff after a whole lot of tears, (your welcome)!

Note: Changed the ending.

You sit next to Dean as he lays on the hospital bed with a line in his mouth. Tears stream down your face and onto you interlocked hands. You tighten your grip on his hand and lay your head on his chest. You can hear his heart pumping as you feel his chest go up and down with every breathe he takes.

"I'm so sorry, Dean. I'm so sorry." You whisper out through your sore throat and a lump rises in your throat. More tears fall from your eyes and you grip his left hand with both your hands hard. "Wake up, Winchester. God damn-it. You can't die on me like this. Not now, not now."

"Y/n?" Sam walks in other two coffees in his hand still is all cut up and has blood all over his clothes and body. "Coffee?"

You shake your head and lift your head up from Dean's chest. He nods his head understanding and walking over to the chair on Dean's right side. He stares at Dean's body and it breaks your heart. You know how tight their bond is to each other. John had try to come to look after Dean but you refused. You knew the things he did to Dean and Sam when they were little kids and you don't think he deserves to be for him now.

"You know we'll get him back, right? He'll be up and walking before you know it." Sam says and puts your coffee, you're guessing, down on the table next to him. Sam looks at Dean on last time before getting up from his seat and walking out of Dean's hospital room.

After a few minutes you side Dean over on his bed as best as you can and climb in bed with him. You lay sideways so you fit, but just barely. You lay your head on his chest and put your arm over his waist. You curl up next to him and close your eyes shut. You screw your eyes tight and tears well up in your eyes again. He may next wake up, drifts through your mind and you smuggle yourself deeper up against Dean. You kiss Dean on his chest before you slowly drift to a dark soundless sleep while crying yourself to sleep.

You have woken up a while ago you have only slept for four hours. You have went to the cafe down at the cafeteria and gotten a Carmel frappé. You did some stretches through the halls and went to John's room to find Sam. Which you did and spoke to him for a little while, while John was sleeping. You talked about Dean for a little bit but stopped when you started to tear up. Sam changed the subject and talked what you've been doing in the mean time while Sam and Dean have been hunting.

You told him since they've been gone you haven't been doing much. You've been trying to keep yourself afloat. You had three jobs: waitressing, a sales clerk, bar tending; sometimes you were out on the floor and was a stripper. Sam have you a crazy eye but you just smiled. It paid well, you told him and he nodded his head. You finished up that conversation when John woke up and you walked back to Dean's room not before getting another frappé.

You are back at Dean's hospital room and he still hasn't woken up. You have dark circles under your eyes and you are a little sleepy. You lay back in your chair with your frappé in hand. You take a little sip before putting it down and making your arms a pillow. You lay your head against in but you can't go to sleep. Even if you wanted to your couldn't. You had to stay awake if Dean woke up.

You open your eyes an Dean body started to jerk and his monitor started to beat really loud and it was red and you didn't know what was happening. You ran to the door of Dean's room and started screaming for help.

"Nurse, nurse! Someone! Help me please! My boyfriend, something's happening!" Doctors and nurses and other hospital people started to run into the room and surround Dean.

"Get her out of here, somebody." A doctor said and a nurse pushed you outside the room. You held onto door frame and you heard footsteps down the hall. You turn around and see Sam. He comes over to you and hugs you tight. You cry into his shoulder while he probably hold in his tears watching Dean.

"All clear." You hear a nurse say and then use the defibrillator on Dean with a nasty shocking sound but you still hear the sound of Dean on flat line. You cry harder into Sam chest while he hugs you harder.

"Come on." You hear Sam whisper and the fault line sound is still in the background.

"There's still no pulse." A nurse says and all you can hear is your own breathing and Sam's heartbeat. Everything else in the world is in slow motion. You begin to hyperventilate into Sam's chest and can't catch your breathe. Sam rubs your back as you choke your way through the tears.

"All clear?"

"Clear." And another sound of the defibrillator trying to shock Dean's heart back to life and the same sound of the flat line.

"Still no pulse." You hear clearly as day through all the breathing and heart beating. You pray to God for the first time in your life and ask him to bring your Dean back to you; to save his life, to do anything god damn-it.

"Clear."

"Okay let's go again."

"All clear?"

"Clear." Shock; flat line.

"No change, let's start CPR."

"Pulse?"

"Still nothing." You suck in a deep breath and hold it in.

You hear some different noises from the monitor and slowly take your head out of Sam shoulder. You turn around in Sam's arms and hear the nurse say the four best words you cry with tears of joy, "We got a pulse."

Dean's heart monitor does the thing where it says the-heart-is-beating-because-these-lines-are-going-up-and-down thing. You let out a breathe and start to move over to Dean. Dean jumps up from his unconscious position into a upright conscious position.

He's alive, rings through your mind and you run over to him. You hug him around his neck and squeeze tight.

"Omg, Dean. My god, you're alive." You breathe out all at once.

"Ma'am, ma'am. Please let the man go. He can't breathe." Nurses come over to you and pry you off of Dean. You let go but stay on the bed straggling Dean over his covers.

You kiss him on his lips and lean your forehead on his. "I love you."

Dean smiled and kissed you back on your lips. "I love you, too."

➸ Your welcome for this teary happy imagine! Stay cool as cucumbers. Requests open.