A/N: so this is kind of a reverse to my Sam chapter "there's a price". It's basically they boys point of view on them trying to get you back from Hell
"Dean this isn't a good idea." Sam says, following his brother around the bunker.
Dean stays quiet, continuing to race around the bunker and shove the items he needs into his duffel.
"Dean stop!" Sam shouts.
The older brother turns around, a determined look settled on his face.
"Nothing you say will change my mind Sammy." He says with an even tone.
"I know you loved her Dean. I did too, and it's my fault that she--" Sam begins but is cut off.
"Don't you dare finish that sentence." Dean says, pointing a finger at his brother, his eyes burning with emotion.
"Can you just calm down and talk about this?" Sam says.
"I'm getting her back. With or without you." Dean says, slinging his bag over his shoulder.
He grabs the keys to the Impala, heads up the stairs and leaves, leaving Sam alone.
"Shit." Sam whispers.
Dean speeds down the road, knowing exactly where he's going, determined to get you back, no matter the cost. His knuckles are white as he grips the steering wheel, flying faster down road and his breathing is heavy when he sees familiar landmarks, letting him know that he's close to his destination. His phone rings and he answers it.
"Dean come back. We need to think about this." Sam says immediately.
"There's nothing to think about Sam. I'm getting Y/N back. I need her back." Dean says and hangs up the phone before Sam can say anything else.
Sam paces the floor of the bunker, trying to figure out what to do. He runs his hands through his long hair, his mind racing. Of course he want's Y/N back. He wants nothing more in this world but he can't let Dean put his life on the line. Finally, he thinks of something. More like someone. He dials Cas quickly, and waits. He doesn't pick up. Frustrated, the throws his phone down on the table.
"Cas!" He shouts, praying that he's listening.
Sam falls to his knees, clasping his hands.
"Cas I need you to listen right now. Dean is doing something that's going to get him killed. I need your help. Please Cas, please." Sam says.
There is a rustling of wings and Sam opens his eyes to find Cas standing in front of him.
"What is going on?" Cas asks, concern on his face.
"We need to get to Dean. Now." Sam says.
"You said he was going to get himself killed. What does that mean?" Cas says.
"He's trying to get Y/N back, make a deal with--" Sam begins but Cas finishes his thought.
"A cross-roads demon." He says, his eyebrows furrowing.
"He'll listen to you. You have to help me stop him." Sam says, worry lacing his voice.
He nods and closes his eyes.
"He's not there yet. We can get there in time." Cas says.
Sam rushes to get his keys and the men peel out of the driveway in hot pursuit of Dean. The Impala rolls to a stop and Dean gets out, holding his container of supplies tightly. The head lights of the Impala illuminate the desolate road and Dean walks to the center, making a hole with his boot and burying the container in it. As he reaches for the demon knife in his waistband, he hears the roar of a car's engine in the distance. Knowing exactly who it is, he shouts into the darkness.
"Come and get me you son of a bitch!" He shouts, his emotions overtaking him.
"Dean Winchester. I never thought the day would come." Dean hears.
He whips around and sees a woman standing in front of him.
"Bring her back." He says intensely, hearing the car getting closer.
"Who?" The woman says, looking at her nails.
"Don't start that shit. You know who." Dean growls, getting angrier and more anxious.
He knows in his heart and in his mind that Cas and Sam are the only two people that could talk him out of this so he's trying his best to rush the process.
"Nervous, Dean?" The demon asks, circling Dean like a piranha.
"I swear--" Dean begins but he is cut off.
"You swear what? Dean you know if you kill me you'll never get her back. Don't threaten me." She says, her red eyes flashing.
"Bring. Her. Back." He says, his anger beginning to boil over.
"This isn't how this works. I need something in exchange." She says.
Cas and Sam are closer than ever.
"One year!" Dean cries.
"Ooo coming out swinging huh Winchester? I like it." She says, cracking a malicious smile.
She raises her hand, but before she can do anything, there is the screech of tires and a gun shot. The demon flashes orange and collapses.
"NO!" Dean roars.
Standing behind Dean is Sam, the colt raised in his hands, smoke coming from the barrel. Cas stands behind him, a hint of pain in his eyes.
"WHAT DID YOU DO!" Dean screams, rushing towards Sam.
Sam drops the colt and wraps his arms around his older brother, hugging him tightly. Dean fights him aggressively but the older Winchester eventually falls apart, sobbing.
"What did you do." Dean says quietly.
A heavy silence hangs in the air while Dean continues to cry, now leaning up against the Impala.
"Dean. She would have never forgiven you if you did this." Sam says softly.
"I want her back. I need her back Sammy." Dean says, his voice hoarse.
"I know. We all do but you know what she would want us to do. Keep fighting. Keep fighting for her." Sam says.
The three men continue to sit in silence.
"Let's go home." Sam says eventually, squeezing Dean's shoulder.
Dean stays quiet, silent tears falling down his face. They all get back into their cars and go back to the bunker where Dean falls into dreams filled with you. The next morning Sam wakes up and goes to check on Dean, only finding an empty bedroom. He continues to look around the bunker until he realizes he knows where Dean is. His favorite spot to spend time with you, the Impala. He heads outside and sees Dean, his back towards him, leaning up against the Impala. He walks up behind his brother and Dean continuing to look forward starts to speak.
"Ya know Sam, I don't think you'll ever understand how much she meant to me." Dean says.
Sam stays silent, listening to his brother.
"She was everything to me. More than just a friend. I can truly say she was the girl I had waited my entire life for. My soulmate." Dean continues.
Sam's heart aches.
"I thought I was going to finally be able to have the apple pie life, with her Sammy. I should've known better," Dean says, his voice breaking and a tear rolling down his face, "Now she's gone. Forever."
"Not forever Dean. She's still here and she always will be because you won't forget her." Sam says.
Dean turns to face his brother, tears rolling down his face.
"You're right. I won't, but I will never get to see her again, touch her again, hear her again. I will never get the chance to tell her how much I love her, because she's gone. Now, what is there to live for?" Dean says.
"Everything Dean! You have everything to live for because that's what she would want you to do and you know that! You just refuse to believe it! Yes she's gone Dean and that hole in our lives will never be filled again but you need to live. You need to live for her!" Sam shouts.
Dean stays quiet and wipes the remaining tears from his face.
"Easier said than done Sammy." Dean says quietly, and walks back to the bunker.
Sam watches his brother go back inside, not knowing if he will ever get him back.