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The Apple Pie Life (pt.14)

(DeanxReader, Sam, Cas)

WARNING: language, a liiiiittle smut

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"What's the case?" You asked sitting up in the back seat of the impala. "Women shoots herself in Big Gerson's. Fourth suicide in the last couple weeks." Sam answers. "Where are we starting?" "The victims, sister house." Sam replied. ____ "Jane was having a really bad day... so I did what any sister would do. I just to cheer her up. Tell her everything would be ok." Her sister Olivia replied. "Do you know what a tell is?" Sam asked, brows furrowed. "Excuse me?" "It's a poker term. Pretty much just means your lying. What you did with your hair..." "Sam..." you stepped in. "Your right." Olivia said. "I wanted to tell her that I loved her but what came put... I told her she should kill her self." She sobbed. Sam looks up towards you and Dean, smirking. "Thank you for your time." You told her. "Find anything in the house?" Sam asked walking towards the impala. "No, uh nothing." Dean replied. "So what made big sister open her big fat mouth then?" You asked. "That's the big question." Dean replied. ____ "I'll get us a room." Sam said, closing the impalas door. You walked around the impala and over to Dean, wrapping your arms around his waist; embracing him in a hug. "What's on your mind?" You asked. "Nothing." Dean replied, rubbing his hand up and down your back. You pulled away and looked into his eyes. "D, don't lie to me." You sighed. "It-its Sam. I'm telling you Y/N, he let that vamp turn me." "I do believe you, something is off with Sam-" "That's not Sam, I don't know what that is. It's fricken Lucifer." "Dean you know it's not." "Yeah well my sling crawls just being in the same room with him." Before you could answer him Sam came back with the keys to a room. "All set. Two queens."

"I'll get the bags." You told them. "Alright well I'm gonna go get some food, I'll be back." Sam said. "Keys?" Dean nodded, pulling out the keys to Baby. After taking everything out, Sam sped off. "No respect for baby." Dean mumbled grabbing some bags. "You know Dean." You said closing the door and locking it. "You've been gone for a while... and we're alone." You smiled, wrapping your arms around him from behind. Dean turned around, before he could say anything you pressed your lips against his. Your fingers running up his neck and threw his hair. His hands finding your hips. When he pulled back. "As intimidating as you are sweetheart, I'm not in the mood." "Dean Winchester not in the mood for sex? I'm surprised." "Yeah well don't get use to it." "I think it's something I never wanna here again." You laughed. "But just to let you now..." you leaned closer to his ear, "I'm wearing your favorite... black lace." You whispered. "You are very persuasive." He said picking you up and putting you on the counter. His lips pressing against yours, his tongue sliding across your lip begging for access. Putting your hand on his back, you pulled him closer. Your other hand running through his hair. Deans hands found the hem of your shirt, pulling it up and off your body. "You weren't kidding." He smiled. "I wouldn't tease." You giggled.

He pressed you closer to him, his hands then traveling up and down your sides. Tongues dancing together. "As much as I love the lace sweetheart it's gotta go." He said pulling away from the kiss. "I couldn't agree more." You breathed out. His lips found yours again, you cupping his cheeks. Dean unclipped your bra and threw it across the room, landing...in front of Sam. "Uhm." Sam cleared his throat. Dean picked you up and spun you the opposite way of Sam's direction. You held onto him tight, arms wrapped around his neck, legs around his waist.

"Right at the good part." Dean mumbled making you laugh. "There was another one, dentist drilled a guy to death." "Speaking of drilled-" Dean started, but you slapped his back making him stop. "Dean cold shower. Hurry up so we can go." Sam said. "I'm gonna stay here and do some research. Y/N you in?" Dean smirked.

"Were on a case. I'll go with Sam. Have fun with the research." You giggled trying to get off of Dean, but he just held you tighter. "Sam. As gorgeous as my girlfriend is with clothes on, I don't want you to know how gorgeous she is without clothes on." "Right, I believe you. Meet me in the car Y/N." Sam said closing the door. "Did he just agree that-" "I think he did." You interrupted. "Now im definitely coming." Dean said placing you down. "Why? You said you were gonna do research." You giggled. "Sammy just agreed with me that you'd be hot naked, he's also not himself. That steers me towards not trusting him." He smiled. "Dean... I can handle myself. Stay here and do 'research'" You said pulling up your pencil skirt. You grabbed your FBI badge and headed for the door. ____

"Thank you for your time." You smiled. You and Sam walked back towards the car. "I'll call Dean." Sam said. You nodded in response. "Hey...yeah before we could talk to the guy, he hung himself in his jail cell... well what that guy said I don't blame him for drilling him to death....we're going to the morgue to check out the body, can you go to the dentist office?... alright thanks." "All set?" "Yeah. Lets head out." ____

"Would you mine if we took a look at all the bodies?" You asked. "I would but there gone." The doctor replied. "As in transferred?" Sam asked "Not exactly." "You wanna tell me what's going on here or should I speak to your supervisor?" Sam growled. "Gone as in... gone." "Like gone, gone. Like you don't know where." You butted in. The doctor nodded his head, closing and matching the body back up. "Thank you for your time." You smiled. "What now?" You asked walking around he corner. "We should call Dean, let him know what we found out. Maybe he's got news." "I'll call him." You said pulling out your phone.

"Hey... yeah, no I'm good... Dean I told you-...ok whatever listen, all the bodies are gone...we got a lead though, one of the victims died a whole week before everyone else...I think maybe...whatever started the curse, she had to have something to do with it...right now?...where is it...I'll be there soon... alright...love you too." "What's up?" Sam asked, walking before you Ik the stairs. "Um Dean wants me to meet him at the bar a block over, you cool doing this on your own?" "Yeah why wouldn't I be?" "Just, wondering. I'll meet you back at the motel?" "Yeah." ____

Walking into the bar you saw Dean sitting at the island. Dean handed back his shot glass, asking for another one. "I don't know what I just told you that." She said walking away. You sat next to Dean and his eyes were wide. "What was that all about?" You asked. "Well she just told me she was sniffing oxy all day." "You didn't-" "I guess I did. Got anything you wanna tell me?" He asked wiggling his eyebrows. "I was gonna surprise you with sex when we got back to our room... which obviously isn't a suprise anymore." "Well I'm sure I'll enjoy it either way." He chuckled. He threw a twenty on the table, and you two headed for the door. "I'm sitting like this so you'll look at my breast. I just got them done, I need a lot of attention." Said a brunette bitch sitting at a table. Man did that piss you off. "Oh sweetie you got a bloody nose." You said walking closer to her. She put her fingers up to her nose, no blood on her fingers. "No i-" Before she could finish her sentence you punched her square in the nose, causing her to fall backwards. Blood was most defiantly pouring out.

"Y/N-" "I was jealous Dean. Every women in every town we go to drools over you. That bitch got what she deserves." You huffed. "I wasn't-" "Sometimes I wonder why you want me Dean" you say opening up the passenger door to the impala. "If we weren't soul mates would you even be with me? Would I be a one night stand?" You took in a deep death, looking out the window. "Don't answer that." "Of course I would-" "Lets not do this right now, we have to find out how to fix this." Dean just nodded and started Baby up. Minutes later he pulled in front of the apartment building Sam was at. "Stay in here, I won't be long just gonna talk to Sam." "Alright…Dean I love you with all my heart." "I love you too." Dean chuckled pressing his lips against yours.

Finally after five minutes both Sam and Dean walked outside. They oh got in the car and you looked at Dean threw the rear view mirror. You nodded towards Sam and Dean just shrugged his shoulders. ____ "Poor cat." You frowned, back at the motel room. "Your a cat person?" Dean asked, his mouth full of food. "Not really, it's still sad." You walked closer to him, your mouth near his ear. "I'm more of a big dog kinda girl." You whispered. Dean choked on his food, causing both you and Sam to chuckle. When he finally managed to catch his breath, Sam began talking smarty smart. 'Mix cat skull with blah blah blah. With some blah blah blah and you got yourself a summoning spell.' "Y/N are you listening?" Sam asked. "All ears." You smiled. "A demon?" Dean asked. "God. Cory wanted to know if her boyfriend was cheating on her, so she summoned one. Now anyone in town that asks for the truth, invokes Veritas." "So the missing bodies?" You asked. "Gods gotta eat." Dean answered. "Dogs are her Achilles Heel" Sam began. "She wanted to be worshiped." "So an attention whore." Dean quickly answered. "Pretty much." Sam replied.

"What's the 21 century attention whore, speaking truth to the masses?" You asked. "I'll go to the news station." Sam said standing up. Before you could protest about him going my himself he left. "Ok Sam be careful, don't get caught, hopefully you can do it on your own." You mocked. "I talked to Cas." Dean said laying on the bed. "About?" You asked sitting on the edge of it. "I asked him where he's been, he said he's at war or something. He said Lucifer is not Sam. We'd tell if Lucifer got out of the cage." "So we have nothing to worry about." "Im still unsure." "I'm sure you'll figure something out. You always do, Sammy is your baby brother. Even though I know you'll choose him over me anyways- I-I can't believe I'm saying this wow. Just ignore everything I just said." You took a deep breath. "Is that how you feel Y/N?" "I doesn't matter Dean." You stormed going to the bathroom. "Sweetheart if I was ever in a situation to do that, I would manage to get you both." Dean said banging the bathroom door. "I get it Dean... I would ask if you'd wanna join me in the shower but I'm feeling kinda sad and I wanna be by myself." "Understood..." Dean mumbled. "Hey." Sam smiled opening he front door. "I got the footage." ____

"Whatcha up to?" You asked Sam after stepping out of the bathroom. "Watching footage of Ashely Frank." Sam groans. "As in..." "Oh god no. Raw footage of her on Frank Talk." You looked towards the bed and saw Dean ready passed out. You feel bad about the conversation you 'accidentally' started. "How long has he been out?" You asked. "About half hour." "Well I guess I'll watch the footage with you." You smiled sitting next to Sam. ____ Hours. Hours have gone by and still nothing. "Dean" you yawned "are you gonna finish your coffee?" "Can't." You said accepting his mug. "Gotta... wait... go back Sam." "Here?" He asked. "Yeah zoom in." Sam did so, noticing her eyes were a cat like crystal blue. "Yahtzee." You yelled. "Hey that's-" "Your line I don't care." You happily yelled, interrupting Dean. "Can we please go gank this bitch. I need my bed." "Lets head out." Dean laughed. ____

Ashely's house is beautiful. Your not one to care but damn, you wouldn't mind taking a couple things to keep. "Alright lets do this." You smiled leaning over the seat. "Here." Sam mutters handing you a mason jar... filled with blood. "Is this-" "Dogs blood." Sam finished. You quickly pushed the jar back into his hands, wiping them on your pants. "Do I even wanna know where you got it?" Dean asked. "Probably not." Sam said filling the knives in the blood. ____

"Where's all the creep?" Sam asked stalking inside the house. "Gotta be somewhere around here." You whispered. "I'll go this way." You motioned to your left. "Be careful." Dean whispered back. Opening up a pair of sliding doors you were exposed to something, so disgusting. "Guys." They came over towards to you, looking in the room. Bodies, hanging on meat hooks. Limbs everywhere. Tools covered in blood. And the dentist, laying on a metal looking bed. "Dinner already?" You heard behind you. Turning around you saw Ashley Frank dresses in a gown. Before you could lunge at her she forced you and the boys backwards, causing you to black out. ____

"What the hell." You mumbled opening your eyes. Your wrist ached. Trying to get up, you realized you were tied to something. Sam and Dean right next to you. "Sit tight. Your next." She pointed to you. "Bite me. Wait don't." She turned toward the body on the table, grabbing a huge pair of bloody pliers. Out of the corner of your eye you could see Sam reach in his pocket, pulling out his pocket knife. "You know what happens when you base your life on lies?" She asked turning around chewing. "The truth comes along... so Dean, what do you feel about Sam?" "Better now." He answered looking at her. "Yesterday I wanted to kill him in his sleep, I thought he was a monster." "And what about Y/N?" She asked looking at you. "I love her." Dean mumbled looking down. "But I feel like she can do much better. I'm nothing but a weight holding her down.i felt like I wanted out of the life, wanted a family…but what I'm good at is slicing throats. I'm not a father...I'm a killer. And I know there's no changing that." "Interesting." She said standing up. "Y/N?" She asked coming to you. "Anything you wanna say to Dean. You looked over at him, seeing sadness in his eyes. "I've never loved anyone more then I love Dean." He smiled at that. "But... sometimes I worry. Worried he might leave me. Worried he might drowned himself in alcohol. Worried he might push me away... and sometimes he scares me..." You choked back a sob. "Thank you for that. And Sam how to feel about the gang being back together?"

What we do is hard. But we watch out for each other. That's what's important." "No. How are you doing that, your lying." "No I'm not!" Sam gritted his teeth. "What is he?" She asked looking between you and Dean. "I don't know what your talking about." Sam answered. "I doubt anything that comes out of your mouth. Your not human." "What?" Dean asked. "You didn't know?" She answered. At the moment Sam cut through his ropes, sliding the knife over to Dean. Sam was most defiantly gonna have bruises tomorrow morning. She got on top of him, hands around his throat, choking him. Dean cut through his ropes, going towards you. "Just go help Sam." You told him. He nodded, grabbing a meat hook from the corner. He came up behinds her, swinging it into her back. She turned around hissing and clawing. Sam grabbed the knife behinds him, stabbing it into her chest. Dean held his knife towards Sam as he stood. "Dean it's me." "Your not my brother." "Dean stop!" You yelled pulling against the ropes on your wrist. "Look it's me, let me explain." "Why the hell should i believe you." "Gods honest. She's right something is wrong with me. I've know it for a while. I did lie to you. I let you get turned by the vamp...we need in the nest and I knew you could handle it." "Handle it! I could've died. I coulda killed Y/N." "But you didn't. It's should've stopped me cold, but it didn't. I didn't feel it." "You didn't feel it. Ever sense I came back I've been a better hunter! Nothing scares me anymore cause I can't, feel it. I don't know what's wrong with me. I need help..." Sadness was written all over Deans face. Looking as if tears might slide down his face. He put his knife down. Sam let out a huge breath he was holding. Dean looked at Sam anger now written him his face. Right hook to Sam's face. He fell back from the impact. "Dean!" You yelled still pulling against the ropes. Another punch after another after another. "Dean stop! Please!" You begged. He ignored you, blood now splattering from Sam's face. "DEAN!" You cried. Two more punches and he was done, tears slowly rolling down his cheeks. He looked at you, standing o and going towards you. You took a deep breath as he crouched down next to you. He cut the rope from your wrist. His beautiful green orbs a now deep green. "Dean..." He shook his head standing up. "Help me get Sam to the car." ____ Complete silence the whole way to the motel. You would sneak glances at Dean, only to see pain on his face. "When we get to the motel, I'll grab the bags you stay here." He told you, you only nodded in response. Few hours later you were at the bunker, Sam still unconscious in the back. "Want me to help you bring him in?" You asked. He shook his head no, not even looking in your direction. "Ok." You nodded you yourself, heading into the bunker. You heard Dean grunt as he put Sam on his bed. How'd he manage to get him in here him his own. He says like a million pounds. You heard footsteps walking towards the kitchen. Dean walked in, heading for the fridge. "I made pasta if you want some." Dean shook his head, grabbing the case of beer and walking out. Sighing you grabbed your bowl and slowly made your way to the library. Walking in you saw Dean, already on his second beer. How can he even drink it that fast. You sat two chairs away from his. Trying to give him space. But you knew Dean. You knew he would hold in his emotions until he spontaneously combust. "What's wrong?" You blurt out. All he did was shrug, taking another swig of his beer, moving onto the third. "Cmon Dean I'm not stupid, what's wrong." "Don't worry about it." He mumbled. "Talk to me." "I said don't worry about it!" "Like hell I'm not going to worry about it Dean! What's wrong?!" "Your scared of me!" He yelled standing up, the chair tipping backwards. …

A/N: To be continued!!! I really am enjoying writing this series. I don't have a plan for any of this, what comes comes, please don't hate me!! If you have questions or something feel free to ask me. If you would like to be tagged next time I post, just ask! :))

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