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Promises

Pairing: Reader x Dean Winchester

Genre: Angst

Summary: Reader Goes on a hunt with her friend, Chloe, promising Dean that she’ll be back in one piece. But can she keep this promise?

Warnings: Character Death

Word Count: 2290

A/N: I'm so sorry it took me so long to post. There has been some personal life shit going on. I’ll try my best to post again sooner this time! Also, just realised all 3 of my fic titles so far start with a ‘P’. This wasn’t intentional, I promise 🙈. As always, any feedback is appreciated! Also feel free to send in any requests!

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I had always thought that I had long ago accepted that as a hunter, I would likely die alone, with no one to comfort me during my last minutes.

But as I was taking my last breaths, on an abandoned warehouse floor, I realised that I hadn't accepted it after all. Especially after finding a family with the Winchesters.

Seeking any comfort I could get at the moment, my mind went to the last time I saw Dean.

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The Day Before

I was lying in bed, having just woken up, looking up at Dean's peaceful sleeping face next to mine. Mornings like these were the few times I got to see him relaxed, without the weight of the world on his shoulders.

As I was starting to count his freckles, I saw his eyes flutter open. He looked at me with a lazy smile. "Morning, sweetheart."

"Morning." I leaned in to peck his lips. For a moment we were just taking each other in. "Do you have any idea how adorable you look after waking up?" He said, making my face turn red.

"You don't look too bad yourself." I say as I admired him. His ruffled hair, his morning voice, and just him in general.

Dean and I had been together for a three months now. I'd had a crush on the eldest Winchester ever since I met him 2 years ago, but never thought he would reciprocate my feelings. So, I'd been content with being his friend, as long as I had him in my life.

But that all changed when we were on a hunt. Dean had gotten injured, and we didn't think he was going to make it. I remember the hopelessness I felt then. Sitting in the back of the impala with his head on my lap, tears streaming down my face, begging him to stay.

That's when he'd whispered the three words I'd always only dreamed of him saying.

I had started whispering them back, wanting him to know just how much I meant them, if those were going to be our final moments together.

"I love you." I said, bringing myself back from the memory, reminding myself that we'd made it to the hospital in time. That Dean was alive and safe right next to me.

His face broke into the biggest grin. He pulled me down to give me a kiss. "I love you, sweetheart."

The happiness I felt everytime we kissed was like nothing I'd ever felt before him. A giggle escaped my lips, as I leaned back down to kiss him.

We decided to spend the rest of the morning in bed, just talking and enjoying each other's company.

Around 12 in the afternoon, I heard my phone ring. "Do you have to answer that?" Dean said with a groan.

I looked at my phone to see who was calling. "It's Chloe."

"You can call her back later." He threw his arms back around my waist, pulling me back to bed.

"We've been in bed all morning. We should get up." I said turning back to him.

"I don't wa-" he started saying, but his stomach grumbled, cutting him off. "I think it's time we get up and get something to eat. I'll talk to her and meet you in the kitchen?" I pecked him on the lips as I got out of bed.

"Yeah, sure."

__________ "So what did Chloe want to talk about?" Dean asked as he sat down next to me at the kitchen counter, with a plate of toast, from which, I stole one.

"Hey! That’s mine!" But before he could say anything else, I gave him my puppy dog eyes. He narrowed his at that. "You’re lucky I love you."

"Believe me, I know." I said, making him blush. I always loved the fact that I can make him do that.

He cleared his throat, "So what did she say?"

"Oh, well, she wants me to help her out on a hunt."

"Should I pack us a bag?" Dean asked, already getting up from the table, his plate in his hands.

"Yeah, I guess."

Just as Dean is about to walk out of the kitchen, Sam walked in. "Hey, I just found a case a few states over."

"Well Y/n and I were about to go help her friend Chloe-."

"It's okay. You both should go on the hunt Sam found. I'll join after I finish helping Chloe. It doesn't sound too crazy, from what she's told me."

Dean looked a little conflicted at first, but when I gave him a reassuring smile, he started caving in.

"You promise you'll be safe out there?" Dean asked, turning to look at me with a worried look.

"You know I always am." I said, and he knew that I was being serious. "Plus, I'm too good at this. I had an amazing trainer." I added playfully.

Dean finally smiled a little, though his shoulders were still a bit tense. "Okay then." Dean walked closer to me. Taking my hands in his he said, "Promise me I'll see you again in one piece."

"I promise."

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I wish I could say that I had kept my promise.

But the hunt went incredibly wrong. Chloe had thought there were only 2 werewolves targeting this town. So we had prepared accordingly. But when we broke into their hide out, we found way more.

We were able to kill them in the end, but there was no celebration or relief. They had managed to take us down with them.

I could see Chole laying crumpled on the floor, a halo of blood around her head. Her chest was still, and from the amount of blood, I knew it wasn't possible for her to be alive.

A sob broke its way out of me, as I mourned the loss of a close friend, while also knowing that my end wasn't too far away either.

As I lay there on the filthy warehouse floor, I only wished I could see Dean one last time. Feel his arms around me, his kiss on my lips. But I knew it wasn’t possible. I was too far away from him or any other form of help I could call for.

So I resorted to the only thing I could do. My one hand was trying to press on the wound, while the other reached for the phone in my pocket.

I tried to unlock it but my blood smeared fingers weren’t working on the screen. I somehow finally managed to make it work, and called Dean.

As the phone rang, I tried to calm myself down, taking deep breaths, but doing that also made me cough out blood.

After the phone had been ringing for a few seconds, I'd given up hope of it being answered. But finally, Dean picked up.

“Hey, sweetheart. Did you finish the hunt already? That was quick.”

I clenched my eyes shut to stop my tears from falling as I heard his voice. I decided I wanted to have one last normal conversation with him before telling him what had happened.

“Hey.” I replied, trying my best to sound fine. “Yeah I did.” I looked over at the dead body of the werewolves we had managed to kill, trying to alleviate some of my guilt. ‘I’m not exactly lying to him, right? It's bad enough that I've already broken my promise.’ I try my best to let out a slight believable laugh, “I told you I’m too good at this.”

Dean chuckled, “I trained you after all.” His voice turned a bit serious as he asked, “You okay there? You sound a little winded.”

“Yeah. I’m just a bit tired.” I say with a sigh. “I miss you.”

“I miss you too sweetheart. So are you coming over to help us with this hunt?”

“Actually, I might stay at the bunker. This hunt was very exhausting.”

“Okay. We're almost done here anyways. We'll be back at the bunker pretty soon too.”

“I'll see you there then.” I say with a sigh. “I love you. More than anything. You know that right?” I added.

“I know. And I love you more.”

This brings back the memories from all those nights we stayed up watching Tangled. He'd watched it with me a thousand times just because it was my favourite movie, but I was pretty sure he loved it too.

“I love you most.” I said, realising that we'll never watch it together again. We'll never be together again.

I will never get to see him smile, or count his freckles, or get lost in his green eyes, or-

All these thoughts overwhelmed me and before I could stop it, a sob escaped my lips.

“Y/n? Baby, what's wrong? Are you crying? Sweetheart, are you okay?” Dean's voice comes through the phone, sounding worried.

"I love you." I repeat, with another sob this time.

"Y/n where are you? Where's Chloe? Are you guys hurt? God please tell me you're okay."

After a small pause I hear him shout, "Sam! Track Y/n's phone and get help to her now."

He speaks again, in a soft whisper, "We're coming sweetheart. Okay? Just hold on for me. Please, Baby."

I shake my head, knowing it's too late. I'm too far away from them or any populated area to get any help in time.

"It's too late." I whisper back.

"Don't say that. Someone will get to you in time and you'll be fine, okay?" Dean sounds like he's on the verge of tears as he adds, "I love you. I need you. I need you to be okay. God, I don't know what I'm gonna do, I can't do this without you. So please baby, hold on for me."

I am about to reply when I hear Sam's voice call out to Dean, " We are a two hour drive away from her. I've contacted the closest authorities to get help to her, they're already on their way."

"You hear that sweetheart? Help is on the way, okay? And we're on our way too. Just keep talking to me. You're going to be fine."

As I start to see my vision turning darker around the edges, I know I have to remind him of the promise he made, hoping he keeps it even though I failed to keep mine.

"Dean, remember you promised me you won't do anything stupid if I were to ever die. You have to keep that promise."

"Y/n, I can't li-"

"Yes you can. I want you to keep going. Keep fighting. Keep saving the world. And join me when your time comes. Not a secnd before that." My voice is a weak whisper by the end. I knew I didn't have a lot of time left.

"O-okay. Okay. Just hold on for me. I love you baby. Please."

"I love you, too. So much." As soon as the words leave my mouth, I feel my energy drain away. The phone drops from my hand, the other hand on my wound no longer being able to apply pressure.

I think of Dean, smiling, green eyes sparkling, wanting that to be the last image in my mind. I think of the future I'd never get to have with him. I feel my eyes close one last time, as I slip into oblivion. The last thing I hear, is Dean calling out my name through the phone, and then, nothing.

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Three Months Ago

I had been sitting in the chair next to Dean's hospital bed for hours now, waiting for him to wake up.

'I can't believe he almost died today. I don't know what I would have done without him.'

As I felt him stir a bit, I immediately sat up, wishing for him to open those beautiful green eyes of his.

And when they did, I jumped up and huged him close, being careful of his injuries and the hospital equipments.

"Thank goodness! Don't ever do that to me again, okay? I have no idea what I would've done if I had lost you today." I said, still holding him close.

He chuckled. "I'm sorry, sweetheart."

I pulled back a bit then, looking into his eyes. "I love you." I repeated what I'd whispered to him over and over again in the impala.

His smile grew impossibly wide, "I love you too."

I leaned down to kiss him, which caused his heart rate to spike. When I heard the machine, I strated laughing. Dean's cheeks were a slightly red now, as he pulled me back down to finally kiss me.

When we pulled away, I saw his cheeks were still red. "Just so you know, my heart's pretty much doing the same thing in here." I said with a shy smile.

"Come here." Dean shifted making space for me in his bed.

I got in carefully, placing my head on his chest as he wrapped his arms around me.

"Hey, Y/n" Dean whispered.

"Yeah?"

"Promise me you won't do anything stupid if I do die."

I pulled my head up to look at him. I wanted to protest, but then I thought of how I wanted him to promise me the same thing.

"Only if you promise the same."

He smiled and noded, giving me a peck on the lips. I put my head back on his chest.

When I remembered I should probably call the doctor to tell him Dean was awake, I looked up to see him asleep again. 'I guess that can wait a bit longer.'

As I laid there looking at his peaceful face, I only hoped that neither of us would ever have to fullfill that promise any time soon.

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