Supernatural Imagines (On Hiatus)

Take Me Back.-Dean Winchester

"You don't even know what happened." says Dean making you shrug

"I know, but I bet I can guess it. Something went wrong with our plan, Abaddon went after me. You tried to stop her but you were probably injured or there was a distance between the two of us making it humanly impossible for you to get to her or me in time to change my fate. You still somehow are finding a way to blame yourself." You say while your fingers run through his hair knowing he finds it soothing which is only confirmed when he leans into your touch

"You always were a good guesser." mumbles Dean softly as he squeezes you tightly

"That's because you Dean Winchester are an open book to me and I can tell by the bags under your eyes and the rumbling of your stomach that you have been beating yourself up about this. So you haven't been taking care of yourself. So why don't we eat the room service my time ordered and then later take a nap?" You say before pressing a kiss to the top of Dean's head

"How did I get such an amazing, caring wife?" questions Dean with a small smile, a grin making its way onto yours at his words

"Hmm, well, I could ask the same thing about my handsome husband that I wish could see just how great he is." You reply making Dean's smile grew

"I love you so much." mumbles Dean pressing a kiss to the side of your neck sweetly

"I love you more." You tease as Dean's head nestles closer to you

"Now that's the definition of impossible." retorts Dean playfully

Dean sits next to you chowing down on food as the two of you mindlessly chat while smiling. Dean was happy, he felt great and amazing for the first time lately. Though he knew that he was just pouring salt into his wounds. He knew it would hurt even more when he returned to his time. It would feel like he lost you all over again but right now Dean doesn't care.

"I'm going to miss you when I have to go." confesses Dean softly as he squeezes your hand in his

You smile softly and gently at him.

"I know, but don't go and do anything stupid. If I find out you sold your soul or made some kind of deal with someone I will kill you. I'm not joking." You state with a serious expression

"I won't." says Dean but you could tell something by the flicker in his eyes

"Oh thank goodness, nobody was willing to do either of those things." You say with relief while Dean shakes his head

"You really are talented in the art of reading Dean Winchester aren't you?" questions Dean with a smile

"It is one of my many talents." You answer with a shrug and a soft smile while you give Dean's hand a squeeze

You lay next to Dean later that night in bed your legs tangled with his and his arm securing around your waist. His eyes still wide open as he smiles down softly at you.

"You should get some rest, you look like you haven't slept well for months." You advise but Dean shakes his head

"I can't sleep, this is the last time I'm going to be able to be here with you. I want to make the most of it." says Dean softly as his head leans down closer to yours

"Well....then I guess you can sleep some other time then." You say

Dean's grin cheekily at you as you look into Dean's eyes before you crash your lips onto his.

The next morning the two of you lay asleep tangled in the messy sheets both of you were exhausted from last nights activities. Though Dean is the first to wake. Dean smiles as he looks down at you.