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[jensenackleswifey]

Don’t Ever Let Me Go

Supernatural Fic

Summary: While hunting a Crocotta, you discover someone is alive who should've died 10 years ago.

Notes: Blood, violence, gore, death, anxiety, angst (?), italics are thoughts about the past

"I think it's a Crocotta." Sam says from the seat next to me. "The phone calls from their loved ones before their deaths even though the victims’ families claim they didn’t... it’s the only obvious option."

Dean and I agree as Sam's phone rings.

"Agent Stiles."

I can hear a slight murmur over the phone, but I can't quite make out what is being said to Sam.

"Mhm... Yes, we'll be right there... Alright, thank you."

As soon as the beep of the disconnect is heard Sam announces that there has been another murder.

We all get in the Impala and head towards the latest crime scene to talk to the witness.

As we get there the body is getting wheeled into the coroners’ van and Dean stops it to check the deceased as Sam and I go up to the Sherriff

"Victims name is Lily Moonarch. She just dropped dead, same as the rest of them."

Sam replies, "Interesting. Any ideas yet?"

"Fourth victim and we're still stumped."

"You said there was a suspect?" I questioned as Dean rejoined the group.

"Yes, she was on the phone to the victim when she died." Dean and I shared a look, thinking back on what Sam had said back at out motel. "It's our only lead so we think she might have something to do with it."

"Okay well what's the suspects name, we'll head over first before you guys if that’s alright?" I ask at the same time as Sam appears at my side.

"Yes of course, her name is Phoebe Y/L/N"

Both Sam and Dean look at me wearily and I feel my stomach drop and my heart goes to my throat.

Sam is asking for her address, but my ears are ringing and everything seems muffled. I can barely breathe, and I can hardly feel Deans hand linked with mine, dragging me away back to the car.

Phoebe Y/L/N. Phoebe. Pheebs. My younger sister. My younger sister who died over 10 years ago when a demon killed my entire family while I was on a playdate. She was only 6 and I was 12.

"Mum! Dad! I'm home!" I yelled as I walked in through the large white door.

I heard no response, so I yelled out again but still, no one responded.

'Maybe they're asleep' I think to myself, so I walk up the stairs, but I stopped dead in my tracks when I see a bloody, red handprint smeared on the door of my parents’ bedroom.

"Mum?" I say anxiously awaiting her response.

I didn’t hear anything, so I push her door open very carefully. The scene before me is something no 12-year-old should see. Her parents dead on the bed in a pool of blood. A knife in her dad’s abdomen with his own hand wrapped around it. Her mothers throat slit. Blood splashed all over the room, the stench making me want to throw up. With tears streaming down my face I run out the bedroom and into my sister’s room, but I was too late to her as well. As I step in their room, a man is standing over her tiny bed with these hands around her neck, choking her. When the man looks over at me, he smirks, and slowly walks over to me, his eyes glowing red and he slams the door shut with just his mind.

"What are you doing here you sweet, sweet child?"

His smirk grows wider and so do my eyes as he continues making his way to me, but I can’t move. It's like I'm stuck in the mud, no matter how hard I try I just can’t move.

As I've accepted the fact that I can't go anywhere, that this is the end the door bursts open again, and a tall figure stands in the door, and I hear a shot.

"It's going to take a lot more than that to kill me, John." He drags out the man’s name, almost like he shouldn’t know what his name is but does anyway.

The man screams but no sound comes out, all that does come out is a long line of black smoke. The man- John, picks me up and runs outside and puts me in the car next to another boy who looks around my age and he runs back inside which I later found out was to double check that my family is in fact dead.

"Hi, I'm Dean and this is my brother Sam." Says the boy in the front seat.

"Y/N" I say through sobs.

"Y/N, Y/N, Y/N"

I jump up from the back of the same Impala I was in those 10 years ago.

Sam is looking over at me from the front seat and Dean is looking down at me on his lap with a worried look.

"We're 5 minutes away from Phoebes house."

I just look at him and give a late responded nod.

You can tell that the brothers are worried about me by the way they keep looking at me every couple of seconds.

When we pull up, I'm frozen in place, just like that night a decade ago but this time I have the help to pull me out of my trance. Dean puts his hand on my thigh.

"Y/N... Sam and I can do this on our own if you'd like? You can stay in here and-"

"No. I want to come. I need to see if it’s actually her." I interrupt.

"Okay."

We get out of the car, and I adjust my pants and suit jacket and wipe off the remaining mascara on my face and smile at the two brothers in front of me.

"Let's go."

As we're walking up the stairs in silence my mind is running wild with thoughts of what could happen. What is she's a vampire? What if it's someone else just with the same name? What if she doesn’t know who I am? I try to keep my heart rate normal and my breaths even but the longer we walk up these stairs the more worried thoughts are running through my mind.

When we get there both the boys give me a questioning look and I nod.

Sam knocks on the door, "FBI open up."

Phoebe opens the door.

"Is this about Lily?"

I stand there shocked, and Dean subtly holds my hand.

Before I can stop myself, I blurt out. "Pheebs?"

She finally makes eye contact with me, confused.

"No-one has called me that in years."

Sam puts his hand on my shoulder as a warning to stop and slow it down.

"It’s me Phoebe. Its Y/N."

"That can't be possible. The real Y/N died 10 years ago.”

"We were told you died 10 years ago." Dean told her.

"How about you come inside."

We all go inside, and Phoebe makes us all a tea and I pretend to not notice the holy water she boils for the drinks, and I sit down on her grey sofa in between Sam and Dean.

We sit in a semi-awkward silence until Phoebe hands us our holy tea and waits for us to drink it before continuing the conversation.

When there is no reaction to the holy water, a look of relief washed over her face.

"How are you alive?" Dean asked, almost accusatory.

Phoebe looked taken aback as she answered "I don't know. Just one day I woke up in my childhood home, cops everywhere. They told me my whole family were killed and my sister was missing, presumed dead. I went into a foster home and as soon as I hit 18, I moved in with Lily."

"So you have no idea how you go bought back?" Sam asked, sounding more sympathetic than his older brother did.

"Maybe she never died to begin with?" Dean suggested.

"But she couldn't have. I watched her die and John went and confirmed that they were both dead." I still remember the feeling of watching my baby sister die and never getting answers for it. Why did it happen? Who did it? I'll never get those answers, but it doesn’t matter anymore because my little Phoebe is alive.

"What about Lily?" She said, tears returning to her eyes. "Is it something supernatural? Is that why you’re here?"

"We think so." Sam replied.

I zone everything out after that. Looking around her little apartment. Her cat and the detailed drawings on the walls, she always was a good drawer, and the pink accents in her decor, pink is still her favourite colour. Everything is so normal compared to what I was expecting. I think I was expecting her to be a lot like me. A hunter trying to find out what happened all those years ago but she somehow managed to not get involved in this life and hopefully we can keep it that way by not getting her too involved in this job.

"Thank you for your time, Phoebe, we should get going." Dean says, putting his hand back on my thigh.

Sam and Dean stand up as I sit still, watching Phoebe.

Dean holds his hand out to me, and I accept it, getting to my feet and giving Phoebe a tight-lipped smile, still holding Deans hand hard.

"If you notice anything else strange, don't hesitate to call us," Dean hands her his FBI card. "We will call you with any updates as well."

"Thank you, guys."

As we're all walking out the door, I feel a cold hand grab by arm, and I turn around.

"It's good to see you again." Phoebe says and she pulls me into a tight embrace as I drop Deans hand. "I wanted to give you my number, maybe we can try and get to know each other properly."

"Of course, I would love that Pheebs."

A single tear falls from her eyes as I hug her again, never wanting to let go.

This could have a part 2 possibly

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[jensenackleswifey]

Just Married !!

Dean Winchester x reader

Summary: After you, Dean and Sam all get shitfaced drunk, something unexpected happens

Notes: Cringey ass fluff, bogan is kind of like the Australian red-neck

It all started at the end of an easy hunt. Sam, Dean and I had to fight a demon that was possessing the mayor of Las Vegas. He wasn’t killing anyone or necessarily hurting anyone, only convincing the city people to do stupid, inhumane things purely for its own enjoyment. If anything it was funny and I didn’t even want to stop it but of course, our job was to hunt demons, so we did just that. It didn't even realise we were in the city until we cornered it in the mayor’s apartment and sent it back to hell. We were in the city for about 2 days. It is the first and probably the only time we'll ever have the opportunity to have an excuse to be in Vegas, so we were obviously not going to waste it. After we kill the demon, me and the boys all get in Dean's Impala and go back to our shitty motel and shower and change into something a little more comfortable. As I'm getting changed Dean comes into the bathroom to give me a shirt since I forgot to bring one in to put on after my shower. He brings me a plain white singlet top to pair with my low-waisted blue jeans and black converse. As I put it over my head, Dean starts stripping off to get in the shower and as soon as he steps in the white tiled shower, I slip out of the bathroom keeping the door shut enough so Sam doesn't see in and see his brother naked in the shower. As always, Dean takes his time getting out of the shower, so Sam and I just put on the TV while we wait, and luckily our favourite kids show was on, Astro Boy. Watching kids shows while out on jobs makes it so much easier to forget about all the gore we see every day and escape our weird lives for a little while.

When Dean finally comes out of the shower, I put on my oversized leather jacket and we all leave in Dean's car and head down to the local bar (which was between about five different bars, but we chose the cheapest option). We sit down on the bar stools; Dean orders a beer and I manage to convince Sam to order the randomest named cocktail on the menu with me.

After around 2 hours it hits 9 o'clock and we're all absolutely smashed when two people come in with a bogan tux and short white dress on with a sash that reads 'Just Married!'

Dean looks at me with wide, excited eyes "Y/n, let's go."

I nearly spit out my cocktail as I reply "What? Why?"

"Sam, call Cas. Y/n and I are getting married"

"You called?" Cas said from behind Dean, causing Dean to spill his drink all over the bar.

"God, warn a man next time!"

Cas just looked at Dean with a blank expression.

"Where is the chapel?" Dean looks at me and Sam then at the married couple, "Hey!! Where is the cha-"

He's cut off by Cas transporting us to the chapel.

"This is a disgrace. What even is this?"

"It's a fake wedding Cas. Obviously, it's not going to be a real, holy church." I tell him but he still has a slight look of disgust on his face.

Dean and I are just looking around until Dean catches sight of a fake Elvis watching us and he chuckles before he clears his throat to speak.

"Hello good sir, we'd like to get married please"

"Of course, if I could just see some ID"

Dean pulls out a driver’s license for 'John Harris' and I pull out a license for 'Ella Powerly'

We could hear Sam snicker from behind us and I looked back at him and Cas while Elvis was explaining to Dean what we have to pay and what the terms are.

Cas still looks really nervous about this whole thing as he says, "Why didn't they just get married normally?"

"Because 1. we're poor and 2. they’re in loOoOoOve" Sam replies, slapping Cas's back and slurring his words. Sam has always been a lightweight drinker and it is very obvious in times like this when someone asks him a question and there is an opportunity to make fun of them.

Dean takes my hand and I turn around to face him.

"Do you, John Harris, have anything to say to your soon-to-be-wife Ella Powerly?”

"Y/n-" He clears his throat and looks anxiously at 'Elvis' while I try not to laugh at him, "Ella, I have loved you ever since I met you and I know that that doesn't make up for the way I treated you when we first met but I'm hoping that you can start to forgive me so we can spend the rest of our short, horrible lives together."

Seeing Dean so flustered made me want to start crying.

"John, everything that happened between us before we got together made our relationship stronger and it could never make our relationship different. I love you more than anything."

I heard Sam sniffle from behind us, so I turn around to see a single tear run down Sam's face.

"It's just so beautiful." He mumbles to no one in particular and Cas gives him a tired/annoyed look.

I turn around as 'Elvis' continues the ceremony

"John, do you take this woman to be your wife, to live together in matrimony, to love her, to honour her, to comfort her, and to keep her in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do."

"And Ella, do you take this man to be your husband, to live together in holy matrimony, to love him, to honour him, to comfort him, and to keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do."

"Do you have any rings to exchange?"

I say no at the same time Dean says yes and I look at him with my eyebrows furrowed together in confusion.

Dean pulls out a little, silver ring with a raw diamond on it and my jaw drops slightly as I look between him and the ring.

He takes my hand and slips it on my finger with ease and I look back up at him with tears in my eyes, threatening to spill out at any moment.

"You may kiss the bride"

Den grabs me by the waist and pulls me in and kisses me, full of emotion and we pull apart and we're free to go. 'Elvis' hands me a 'Just Married!' sash and Sam pull us outside so that Cas can send us back to our motel because he is about to throw up. As soon as we get back, Sam sprints inside and Cas puts a hand on mine and Dean's shoulders.

"Congratulations" And just like that, he disappears.

I look at Dean and smile widely and he flashes me the same smile back.

He holds out his arm "Shall we?"

I smile even wider and take his arm and we practically skip inside.

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The next morning when I wake up, Dean was awake before me, running his hands through my hair.

"Good morning." I say quietly to him.

He just smiles at me, and I turn back around and let myself get more comfortable with his hands running through my hair.

Sam comes out of the bathroom, and he looks white as a ghost. He looks at us and groans.

"I think I'm going to throw up again"

Dean chuckles from behind me and I look back up at him.

"Well Dean, I can't wait to legally spend the rest of my life with you."

"Well technically Ella Powerly and John Harris are legally married but you’re still my little wife. My little Mrs. Winchester."

And with that, I just push myself up his chest and peck him on the lips and lay back down, ready for whatever comes at us next.

My first fic ever so please ignore how shit it is LMAO

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