Supernatural Imagines

The Last Hunt (Dean x Dying Reader)

I'd been hunting with the Winchester's for years now, ever since they saved me from a demon that murdered my family. Sam was like a brother to me, he was always looking out for me. Things were different with Dean, we'd literally been through hell together. We started dating shortly after the brothers saved me, and we just never left each other's side. All the brutal and gory hunts, Dean being wanted by the FBI, and even him going to hell due to the demon deal. Nothing ever broke us apart, Sammy always called us soulmates.  

It was supposed to be a simple hunt, we were sure that it was just a couple vampires. We didn't realize until we arrived an began our hunt that it was a whole nest of almost twenty, and that mistake was going to hold a high, terrible price. It turned extremely violent and gory very fast. I could hear the grunts and sounds of struggle coming from the boys as we all tried to hold off our own share of the nasty blood suckers. Sam was trying hold off two, both coming at him from different angles. Dean had it worse though, three were going after him. He looked so tired and weak, and it worried me immensely. I wasn't going planning on losing him, not to some stupid vampires. Time dragged on ever so slowly, and eventually Sam and I killed the ones that were coming after us. However, two were still on Dean, and he was struggling to hold both off. His full attention was on the female, and little did he notice the other one was dangerously close to him. I acted before I had a chance to think.  

I ran after the vamp half cocked I wasn't ready, but I didn't care. There was only one thing running through my mind, 'save Dean.' I didn't care about my own safety at that point. When I finally got to the nasty thing I was able to drag it away from Dean and stab it, but not before it sunk its teeth into a deep cut on my arm. As soon as it happened I knew I was done for, this was my last hunt with my soulmate and best friend. None of that mattered to me though, I saved the man I loved. I was at peace with that thought, but I knew Dean wouldn't be. He'd already lost too much, and for a split second I felt guilty but I pushed that thought away quickly. I didn't have a choice I couldn't let him die. I let my eyes slowly close, and let the pain take me away from the boys I loved.  

Just before I fully lost consciousness, I heard Sam and Dean scream my name at the same time. It all went black after that. Dean began sobbing immediately, he just lost the first person he truly loved. Injured, weak, and tired Dean crawled over to my body and hugged me protectively, refusing to accept the fact I was dead. Even worse, I was going to return as one of the blood thirsty undead in minutes. Dean just held my body, shaking and sobbing as Sam watched in horror just a few steps away. "I'm so sorry, baby," Dean whispered in a hoarse and tired voice. In a last sign of affection and love he ran his hand through my hair and kissed my forehead and cold checks. He let out a deafening yell of anguish and pure agony before he stood up and grabbed his gun. "Go wait in the car, Sam," Dean said softly. Sam tried to protest, but Dean just turned around and gave him a glare and Sammy walked off.  

After Sam got to the car Dean looked down at your body on the ground, and raised his gun. Letting out one last sob he pulled the trigger, and fell to the ground. Sam heard the boom and the loud cries, and let a few tears slip down his face too. He waited patiently for his brother, and after around ten minutes Dean came back to the car. He had blood all over him, and his eyes looked dull. The bright green color was completely gone, they just looked dull and empty. Dean Winchester was never the same after that night. He never played music in Baby anymore, he lost his love for burgers and pie, he seemed to lose interest in everything. He would just drown himself in research and hunts. Dean only kept one thing from his old life from before (Y/N) died, the engagement rings he bought for her just before her death. He was going to propose, and he still wears his on his left ring finger to this day.