Supernatural Imagines

Rescued Lover Dean Winchester X Reader

Requested by Niall3rLuv3r Thank you! DEANMON IS NO MORE! (THE AVATAR IS NO MORE! Avatards will know what I'm saying, stay flaming sifu hotman!) OR IS THAT WHAT THEY WANT US TO THINK? Like I started screaming and almost cried when Dean came 'back to normal' But I don't know, I MEAN THIS IS SUPERNATURAL WE ARE FUCKING TALKING ABOUT! PLOT TWISTS AND SHIT ARE EVERY WHERE HERE! So don't get me wrong, I'm so excited to see Dean back, But I wouldn't be surprised if Deanmon showed his karaoke singing face again. Comment what you think!
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You and Dean had a past, both hunters and met through your fathers. Until both of them died and you relied on the Winchesters to help you back up. They taught you to fight, shoot, and defend yourself. They set you off as an independent hunter. (YOU ARE AN INDEPENDENT HUNTER WHO DON'T NEED NO WINCHESTERS) But you and Dean had a sorta relationship happening at the time. Sam never figured it out, but he sometimes wondered why Dean was shirtless and sweaty when he came back from getting something out of the Impala that seemed to take 30 minutes or more. But when you and Dean got in a big fight, you left them for good, never saying goodbye. So when you took on that werewolf town in Utah, that when things really got riled up.

"Okay, so how many victims have there been over the past 2 weeks?" You asked, showing your fake FBI badge. You knew for sure it was a werewolf, but you couldn't figure out its pattern in people. They were all different weights, age, gender, appearances, it just didn't add up.

"5, 3 males and 2 females." He said, looking down at the disemboweled man in the parking lot.

You continued to ask questions until you heard that deep, sexy voice of non-other than dean himself. You were stunned, you took a quick glance to make sure it was him and left, knowing that things could get into some serious trouble. unfortunately he spotted you too and chased you down.

"(Y/N)! (Y/N)!" Dean yelled, you tried to speed up but those damn heels got in the way.

"Hello Dean." You said in a monotone voice.

"You sound like Cas. Why did you run off? We could have fixed it you know!" He said.

"It was for the best Dean, I just needed some space. I thank you two for the training and such, but I cant handle this case. Go find another." You responded coldly.

"Here, take this." Dean gave you a card with his number on it. "Call if you get in trouble." He said and walked back to Sam.

You didn't want to, but you decided it was for the best, considering you would have a direct line o hotness. Yup, you still loved him, but your emotions were crazy back then and you couldn't see through the haze of right and wrong. You wanted to get back with him, but you believed it was too late for apologies.

~Time Skip brought to you by Sokka's boomerang! I WANT THE GAANG BACKKKKKKKKKKK~

You snuck into the house that you thought was the female werewolf's. You figured out that every kill circulated around this house and decided to go and peek to see if you were right. You shined the flashlight around, seeing the blood and the walls and floors. The pieces of flesh that stuck to the carpet made you shiver at how those got there. But you had to be tough, you were a hunter now, no time for being a sissy. You heard a creak o the left of you and you spun around, gun ready for the monster that was allergic to silver. You saw nothing, thinking it was just your imagination.

"To bad it wasn't there, I would've had it." You Sighed and turned back around only to meet the face of a very angry shewolf for trespassing in her house. "Welp, I guess I spoke too soon." You grinned and aimed for her, but she was too quick.

"You will never catch me like that." She growled, getting into a fighting stance.

"Hmm, We'll see." Just before you pulled the trigger she lurched forward and clawed your right side, the amount of skin and blood loss made you drop to the floor, clutching your side.

She licked her sharps claws hungrily. "I cant kill you yet, I still need those Winchesters. So I'll just tie you up lickity split and wait." She smirked and did what she had said, yanking extra tight on your wound.

You groaned in pain, the blood staining your clothes and the rope. "They won't come, they aren't that stupid."

"Hmm We'll see" She spit right back. "I heard rumors that you had a bit of a fling wit-"

Her front door busted open and Dean and Sam came running in. Dean came around to face you, while Sam hid behind the staircase, waiting for an opportunity.

"Yeah with me you bitch. Now hand her over." Dean hissed, his gun ready to shoot, only if she hadn't placed a knife at your throat.

"You know Dean, I could slice up your pretty little lover right now." She said, sliding the blade across your throat, then licking it clean. You didn't even think that werewolves did that, you thought they only went for the heart.

"Now, now, lets not be hasty." He said, fear in his usually calm eyes, he couldn't risk having you get hurt, not now. he still wanted you.

The wolf turned her body so that it faced the stairs, the side that Sam was on. He aimed for her open wide chest and shot, the bullet dug deep into her heart. Frozen, she looked at Sam then you.

"See you two lovers in hell." She ground out and dropped dead on the floor.

Dean rushed to untie and, he picked you up, yelling at Sam to start the car and drive to their motel.

"I'll fi you up (Y/N), don't you worry." Dean reassured you. He sat in the back seat with you, your head in his lap while he stroked your hair.

"I wasn't worried,I know you will." You coughed, blood splattering your chin.

"Step on it Sam." Dean said through clenched teeth and you three made it to the motel in a record of 5 minutes.

Sam grabbed the first aid kit while Dean placed you on his bed. He took off your shirt and grabbed the needle and thread from Sam.

Sam disinfected your wound while Dean played with your hair and occasionally touched your cheeks. He looked into your half lidded (E/C) eyes remorsefully, he blamed himself for your pain. When Sam was done he stitched you up, making sure to not hurt you as much as possible.

"And then my Dad left me at a boys home for while. I don't know why, but I made a good friend, you should meet him." Dean was telling the story about his boy's home days, trying to distract you from the stitching.

"Dean." You said hoarsely. "I'm really sorry for what I said back th-"

"Shut up (Y/N). I know your sorry and I forgive you, only if you come back with me and Sam. Please, I was reliving hell with out you." Dean spoke quietly, he packed up the first aid kit since he was down sowing you back together.

You had tears in your eyes and a faint smile grew on your lips. " I will Dean, I promise to never leave, Thank you." You cried.

"Of course (Y/N)." Dean leaned down and placed a small kiss on your lips. H laid beside you, putting his arms around you and remembering to steer clear of the gash, you two fell asleep like that.

"Huh, guess they really are lovers." Sam just smiled and sipped his beer.