Supernatural imagines

Dean

"Been awhile Dean." I said as I held my hands up.

"See you couldn't keep hiding from me." He said as he kept his gun up.

"Who says I'm hiding anymore?" I asked softly.

He slowly walked towards me and I let out a sigh as I looked at his gun.

"Do it if you must. I'm tired of running away from you. I'm tired of being hunted. If you don't believe me, if you really think I'm no better than those insane things we hunted together, then shoot me now and end this. I'll go to Purgatory anyway. But you know what? I still prefer that to the idea that you're seeing me as a monster." I said as I moved my hands down.

He stopped walking and my eyes met his. I heard him cock the gun and I closed my eyes, not ready to watch as the man I love shot me. When I didn't hear the gun go off I opened my eyes to see Dean looking at me with tear filled eyes.

"Why did you have to be a witch.... why did you have to tell me.... why couldn't you have just kept it a secret?" He asked as he moved the gun down.

"I didn't have a choice.... she told me that if I didn't tell you what I was... I'd be forced to watch you die and I would rather you kill me... then me watch you die." I whispered.

He put the gun away and shook his head.

"Promise me you are still my (Y/n)." He said as he met my eyes.

"I'm still her." I said softly.

"You aren't using me.... please say you aren't."

"I couldn't use you if my life depended on it.... I love you Dean... I love you so much." I said as tears streamed down my face.

He nodded his head and walked up to me. I felt a sob leave my lips as he pulled me into a hug and kissed my forehead.

"Then we forget about it..... we don't even talk about it.... we just... we move forward." He whispered as he hugged me tightly.

I nodded my head and snuggled into his chest. He kissed my forehead once more before he led me back to his car and to our home.