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mlmxreader · 29 days

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Hotel Room Service | Benny Lafitte x gn!reader x Dean Winchester (🍋)

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: ̗̀➛ For one night, Benny lets Dean share you with him.

: ̗̀➛ dom/sub, biting kink, praise kink, Daddy kink, spitroasting, rough oral sex, rough anal sex, anal fingering, dirty talk, sharing, nipple play, cum swallowing, breeding (anal), threesome

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You, Dean and Benny were hunting together, which wasn’t exactly unheard of; just another vamp nest near the Mississippi River, which needed clearing out, and you and Benny happened to be in the area so you offered Dean a hand as Sam was in hospital and he couldn’t do it alone.

Dean knew about you and Benny, as the two of you were terrible at keeping secrets from either Winchester; it was kind of heartbreaking at first, as Dean had always had his eye on you and couldn’t deny that he was rather jealous of you and Benny being together.

But he tried his best to get over it, even though he still found you very attractive and couldn’t stop himself from shamelessly flirting with you in front of Benny.

What he did not know, though, was that, back at the motel where the three of you were staying, you and Benny had come up with an agreement; for just one night, Benny had agreed that he would allow Dean to share you.

It was your idea, but had it been anyone else, Benny would have said no - Dean was the only exception, and that night would be the only time.

You sat Dean down on the bed next to you while Benny sat in the chair and watched from the corner; slowly, you reached out, and put your hand on Dean’s thigh, giving it a little squeeze as you smiled at him and nodded slowly.

“Me and Benny had a talk,” you started, “and we agreed that, for one night, you can join in.”

His eyes seemed to lighten up as he grinned, licking his lips. “Really?”

You nodded again, humming softly. “If you want to, yes.”

“There are rules,” Benny said with a soft cough. “First of all, you only get their mouth. Second, you can only be called Dean - Daddy’s my thing. Third, the safe word is California. If you want out, there’s the door.”

Dean shook his head quickly and harshly, licking his lips and shifting in his seat. “No! No! I, I want this.”

Benny nodded curtly at him, clearing his throat and leaning back in his chair. “I’ll allow y’all to start… you good to go, sugar?”

You nodded back at him, tapping your thigh twice. “I’m ready when you are.”

The tap of your thigh cemented to Benny that you were very much okay and ready, and he leaned back a little more as he watched carefully as you leaned in and kissed Dean; it wasn’t the same way that you kissed him, but he knew that that would always be the case.

The way you kissed Benny would always be only for him; but then he watched as Dean laid you down beneath him, slowly undressing you and gently kissing every inch of exposed skin while you told him exactly where and how to touch.

Benny dropped his zipper, letting his trousers fall open as he shrugged out of his suspenders and pulled his fat cock out; slowly stroking it as he watched Dean take control of you. You tapped your thigh twice, knowing that Benny could see.

“Doin’ so well, sugar,” Benny praised. “You gonna take both o’ us at once? Hmm?”

You nodded, softly gasping for breath for a moment as you tried not to whimper. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Good,” he praised again, humming softly when you pushed yourself up against Dean’s mouth as he softly kissed around your nipples. “Look at ‘em, Dean, ain’t they just the most fuckin’ perfect thing you ever saw?”

Dean nodded, humming against your skin for a moment. “I think they’ll be so good at takin’ us both, don’t you, Benny?”

“They take me well enough,” Benny mused. “Don’t ya, darlin’? Tell him how well you take my cock in your nice, tight little asshole, won’t ya?”

You did as you were told, telling Dean all about how well you could take Benny’s cock; how you loved to feel him stretch and fill your ass, and how only he could make you cum properly.

Benny told you to keep going, praising you softly when you told Dean that you practically worshipped his cock, that you would always be happy to be a vampire’s cum dump.

Dean was groaning softly as he nipped and bit along your waist, slowly moving your trousers and boxers down to your ankles as he worked his way down your body, kissing you softly and being careful to go around your arousal.

Benny kept telling you to tell Dean about all the things he did to you - how you were just Benny’s little pet, really, and how you were so, so eager to taste his cum or to let him breed your ass.

“You’re doin’ so well, sugar,” Benny mused as he grabbed the bottle of lube and began to make his way over to the bed. “I think you should be rewarded - don’t ya agree, Dean?”

Dean nodded, immediately backing off and kneeling between your ankles as he cleared his throat and smiled at you. “I think so.”

Benny stripped himself, giving his cock a few good strokes before allowing you to lick the precum from his skin; he could see the glint in your eyes, and when you tapped your thigh twice, he knew that it was time.

Positioning you on your hands and knees with your mouth facing Dean; Benny got on the bed behind you, gently stroking your ass before he gave it a firm smack.

“You ready, now, darlin’?”

You nodded, eager and wanting nothing more than for them both to take you and to fuck you like your life depended on it.

Dean watched in awe as Benny lubed you up, making sure to slowly drag his fingers in and out of your ass with each careful stroke just as much as he made sure to use his fingers in a scissor motion to make sure you were nice and stretched for him. Perfectly ready.

You tapped your thigh twice, and once Dean had his clothes off, you eagerly took him in your mouth, letting him put one hand at the back of your neck and the other on your shoulder as he tilted his head back and sucked in a harsh breath.

Fuck.

Your mouth was so warm and you took him so fucking eagerly, he couldn’t remember the last time he had ever had someone suck his dick like that; he let out a long and drawn out breath, running a hand through his hair and grunting softly.

“Fuck, you’re so good, baby.”

You couldn’t even answer as Benny angled himself up and slowly thrust into you, holding onto your sides as he groaned softly; feeling you immediately push back against him and clench around his fat cock.

Fuck, he filled you up so good that when he started to snap his hips, you rocked back and forth slightly; forcing a moan from the back of your throat as you clenched the mattress beneath you.

Your knuckles clicking loudly as you braced yourself as much as you could; he groaned above you, softly praising you with each and every movement.

“You’re so good.”

You gagged a little as Dean’s dick hit the back of your throat, fucking your mouth with great strokes; your grip on the mattress grew harder as you moaned around him, resulting in him tilting his head back and struggling to hold back the moan that was threatening to leave him as he did his best to praise you as much as he could.

Gently, Dean put his hand on your shoulder and dug his nails into your skin, gritting his teeth and grinding them as he tried to hold himself back as much as he could.

“Being so good.”

Benny rolled his hips, making sure to hit all your sweet spots as he dug his nails into your skin, almost enough to draw blood as he let out a soft growl of your name; praising you between each thrust, reminding you that he loved you and that you were all his.

Possession was always his thing, he loved to make it known that you were his and only his; even when you were playing with three in the bedroom, Benny still had to make it known that you were his. Only his.

“You’re doin’ so well, sugar, so good.”

Dean bucked his hips hard, making you gag and gulp and gargle until you were very close to tears; he checked in between praises, not wanting you to feel like he didn’t care even though he very much did.

Dean didn’t want you to suffer, but when you licked a stripe under his cock as you pulled away, only to grin and eager take him down to the base again, your nose brushing against his bristling coarse hairs, he moaned loudly.

Gasping out a loud praise as he nodded and let out a soft breath.

“Damn, you really are good!”

“Told ya,” Benny chuckled, licking his lips. “They’re the fuckin’ best little bit of sugar this side of the Mississippi.”

Just to make sure you got the point, he delivered a few thrusts harder than the last, enough to make you rock back and forth and gag slightly; a smug grin on his face when he felt you clench around him, your knees nearly buckling when your legs threatened to give out beneath you.

Benny kept you steady, though, putting his hand on your stomach and keeping you up as much as he could, knowing exactly what he was doing.

“Yeah,” Dean breathed out with a nod, sweat dripping from his brow. “Real fuckin’ good.”

He was struggling, admittedly, knowing that you could taste his precum on your tongue as you winked up at him, moving your head from side to side and running your tongue across every ridge and vein; you seemed to know exactly what he liked, drool spilling from your mouth as you gulped loudly and licked his cock so fucking eagerly.

Fuck, Dean knew he would never be able to keep up - not with you being so fucking good for him and taking him so well.

Benny gave your ass a hard smack before tapping your thighs twice, letting you know that if you wanted to cum, you had his permission to do so; you didn’t seem to care, continuing to fuck yourself against him, desperate and needy for his cock as you whimpered and whined around Dean’s.

You were getting close, and Benny could tell - but fuck, seeing you so eagerly take Dean’s dick was making him get closer to the edge anyway, and knowing how fucking good you had been, Benny wasn’t about to tell you no either.

“When you’re ready,” he told you.

It didn’t take Dean very long, letting out a few grunts and growls until he came in your mouth, watching in awe as you swallowed every single droplet before cleaning his cock off; you ran your tongue along your bottom lip, humming softly.

“He tastes good, Daddy,” you whispered. “Not like you, though.”

Benny grinned smugly, but when he felt your ass clench around him again, he growled out your name, leaning over and sinking his teeth into your shoulder as he came inside you. Fucking his own cum into you as much as he could without spilling a drop.

You weren’t far behind, your legs shaking and tears in your eyes as you whimpered out for Benny; he immediately took your hands in his, praising you softly as your toes curled and your eyes rolled into the back of your head.

Bucking your hips as you shuddered and loudly came; fucking yourself on his cock until you knew that you couldn’t take it anymore and flopped down onto the bed with a contented sigh and a soft grumble.

Completely and utterly spent, as well as stuffed to the brim. You grinned at them both, putting your fist in front of your face and putting your thumb up.

“You alright, sugar?” Benny asked, sitting beside you and running his hand up and down your back.

You nodded, humming softly when he kissed you sweetly. “I’m good, don’t worry.”

Dean cleared his throat, looking between you and Benny. “Should we clean up?”

“You wanna shower with us, darlin’?” Benny questioned softly, and when you agreed, he smiled. “Alright, me an’ Dean’ll run the shower, you just wait here.”

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bonkwrites · 2 years

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Bad Days.

Benny Lafitte x F!Reader

Warnings: NSFW, minors dni, shower sex, piv sex, fingering, fiance!Benny, hair pulling, slight overstimulation, slight dom!Benny, slight sub!reader.

Word Count: ~1.6k

"I can take care of you." He runs his hands down your sides. "Can't I?"

You get stressed quickly, easily, even with Benny and his slow, easy-going southern attitude. You come home to the house both your names are on, your engagement ring on your finger, grumbling about a shitty day at work and flinging your shoes towards the shoe rack. Benny pauses the TV.

"Hey, doll." He says. He braces himself for impact when he asks: "how was work?"

"It was so bad." You downplay. Your shift at the diner was a nightmare. "I had a whole half of the restaurant! A half! And do you know who was on the other side?"

You sit down on the couch and put your head on his lap. He puts his hand in your hair, massaging your scalp slowly.

"Who?" He asks. You sigh, content with his touch until you remember your anger.

"Mandy!" You reply. "So of course I wasn't just doing my work I was doing her's! And you know she's Mark's favorite so when I get mad it's like all of a sudden I'm just the worst person ever. Ugh."

You sigh again, heavier this time. You look up at him and your quickly beating, rage-filled heart slows just slightly.

"How was your day?" You ask, obviously just trying to be nice, but the effort is there. He takes a deep breath.

"Well," he starts, voice drawing with his accent, not nearly as quick or high-pitched as yours had been and somehow it turns you on and pisses you off at the same time that he's so calm. "I wen' ta' tha farmer's market, got us some fruit and veg. I did some laundry. Fed Fish."

Fish is your cat. Gray and white and far too fat to catch any fish when he's out on Benny's boat with him.

"Then, I sat here and waited for you." He finishes. You sigh again and this time you sound tired.

"You wanna go take a shower?" You ask. A shower is usually just a shower, but there's a little uptick in your heartbeat when you ask him and he knows what that means.

"Sure." He replies and you sit up, eyes sparkling with that mischievous intent he knows far too well. You lean forward to kiss him and then you're walking towards the bathroom.

He follows you in and turns on the water while you get undressed. He watches you as you pull and peel your work clothes off of you, shedding away the layers of the diner and leaving yourself in its wake. You've got your pile of clothes in your hands, about to throw them in the hamper, when you notice him staring.

"Damn." He remarks. You scoff and toss your dirty shirt at him playfully.

He bats it to the side and starts to undress himself as you get into the water and adjust it slightly. Benny steps in the shower and then, your hands are on him before he can think. You kiss him, letting his tongue into your mouth when he prods. You go relaxed against him easily, arms over his shoulders and hands in his hair. His hands are on your back, your hips, and he can't get his mind away from the feeling of your body pressed against him.

You're moaning into his mouth and pushing your hips forward, trying to find friction. Benny pulls one hand away from your skin to slip it between your thighs. You gasp, mouth disconnecting from him, and throw your head back. He growls, his mouth on your neck, pulling hickies into the skin and making you shiver.

"Can I.." You start, cut off by a moan when the fingers on your clit speed up. "Can I ride you?"

He nods against your neck and then he's kissing you again, pulling you back with him a few steps back to the shower bench. You pat yourself on the back daily for picking out a shower that has a bench when you were remodeling the bathroom. You've fucked in the shower more than you liked to admit since you get the new shower. Benny sits on the bench and pulls you down onto his lap with his hands on your waist.

You're still kissing him but now you're grinding against him too. His hands are on your ass, kneading the soft flesh he finds there and guiding you forward against him. He's hard underneath you, throbbing to be inside you. You think idly that you could cum like this, that you don't even need him to be inside you. The hot water of the shower beats against your back, your hips start to pick up pace and Benny groans, tightening his hold on your hips to stop you from moving. You whine and pull your mouth back, intent on complaining, but he's chuckling like it's funny and it makes you want to smack him.

"Fuck me." You beg. It usually works to beg him prettily, bat your eyelashes at him, maybe even tug on his hair a little. But, this time he seems intent on being mean.

"Won'tcha' beg for me, sweet girl?" His voice is dulled by the sound of the water rushing over your head.

"Please." You beg, trying to fight against his hands to no avail. Vampire super-strength is superior when he uses it. You voice quivers and you grip his shoulders tightly in your hands. "Fuck me, baby. Please, I need it."

"Fuck, doll." He groans. His grip on your hips loosens and you sink down onto him greedily, as if he would take it away. He moans and you arch your back with a whimper.

You thrust your hips and you cry out, fingernails digging into his shoulders. He growls, pushing his own hips upward as he puts his mouth on your neck again. You start up a pace, steady and deep, that leaves both of you clinging to each other.

"Benny-!" You cry out, hands on his chest. He leans back, hands on your hips to keep you from falling backwards, and moans at the view.

Water runs down your back and shoulders, leaving trails over your boobs and down to your thighs. Your head is thrown back and you're fucking yourself on him like it's all he's good for. He pulls one hand away from your hip to press his thumb to your clit and watch the way you shake.

"I'm- I-" You grip his forearm, riding his hand and his cock at the same time. "Don't stop. Don't stop-!"

"Never." He swears. He sits up, glides his arm up your back to the base of your skull to gather up a handful of your hair and pull.

He thrusts his hips up at a quick pace, relishing in the way you moan and cry out in his ear. Benny loves the way you sound when you get like this, desperate to cum and strung out. He should have you set up that camera you take on road trips and film you like this. The thought sends a stab of arousal through him.

"Wish I could keep you like this forever." Benny whispers into your ear, his voice shaking with a moan. "Keep you all ta' myself. Just like this."

He could. He could and you would let him. It's whatever Benny wants.

"Is it now?" He asks and you shake even harder. You try to nod but his hold on your hair keeps you still while he fucks you. Did you say that out loud?

"Y-Yeah." You stutter. You feel like he’s put your brain in a blender. You can’t find it in yourself to care about it. "You could- you can have whatever you want. Whenever you want it."

"Damn, sweetheart." Benny groans into the crook of your neck.

You grip onto him tightly, trying to fuck yourself on him despite the tight hold he has on you. You're so close, the pleasure builds so quickly that you aren't sure if you want to run from it or let it devour you whole.

"That's ma' girl." Benny draws into your skin as your whimpers get higher and faster. "That's it. Take it."

Your thighs shake as you cum, your back pulled into an arch and your eyes rolled back behind your eyelids. Benny fucks you through it, chasing his own orgasm. You fall back into your senses with a moan, low and drawn out, your head falling to his shoulder. You pant, hips twitching in overstimulation.

"Give me it." You whisper, head lifted and breath hot in his ear. "Wan' you to come inside me."

"Fuck." He growls, hips thrusting and hands pulling you down to bury himself inside of you. You whimper, body relaxing against him, and he sighs. He falls back against the wall, taking you with him.

You stay still for a few minutes, the water falling over you, until his cock goes soft inside you and he pulls out.

"I can't stand." You whisper, embarrassed. Benny laughs, deep in his chest, and you smack him on the shoulder.

"I can take care of you." He replies, laughter dying away. He runs his hands down your sides. "Can't I?"

"Y.. yeah." You blink at him, sitting up on his lap. How could words like that have such a shocking effect on you?

"I'll always take care of ma' girl." Benny drawls, smirking as he pulls you in to kiss you again. His hands roam over your back and thighs as he smooths his tongue into your mouth. You whimper, a fresh wave of arousal rolling through you.

"B-Benny." You pull back, breathless. "We're gonna waste all the hot water."

"Turn it off." He replies, chasing your lips to kiss you again. "I ain't had enough of you."

[A/N: part two? Anyone?]

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nescaveckwriter · 27 days

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Lighthouse

A/N: 🐞... Okayz my dearest love bugs, 💕 another one done for @jacklesversebingo 🥰 yayaness, I know its been a while though, But I hope y'all are gonna enjoy this one, I must say I'm super proud and, a little terrified as this is 'Supernatural' based 🫣🤭, so let me know what y'all think.🥰 Okayz much love🥰❤️🩷

Warnings: *18+ Only* Horror, Thriller, Mentions of blood, violence, angsty, little fluff, heartbreaking, drama.

Line: Tree, Clock, Rope

Characters: Dean x Fem Reader, Sam, Benny, Cas, Crowley

Words: 6700 😱🫣 I know I'm sorry.

Cover & Pictures: Pinterest, Canva, Google

Side Note: Please check out my Masterlist for more, epic stories🐞💕

The sky has turned into grey, dark clouds threatening too cover the earth with its darkness, the smell of rain is everywhere as it nourishes the earth, as you stand under the pouring rain, listening too him say, goodbye, letting the rain mix with the tears on your cheeks. Not being able too move a muscle, you just stood there unable to make a single sound, unable to ask him why, why after this long, did he want to break up with you, did he want to throw away the life you built. Weren't you enough for him no more,? Is there someone else? Why Now?

The way he said goodbye wasn't with a voice filled with anger, no, his emerald green eyes was sad, his voice almost breaking when he said "I need too let you go sweetheart" and his lips found yours instinctively, it was a soft, kiss, mixed with the taste of him, salt and rain. You didn't want him too leave, you wanted to grab ahold of him, and beg him too stay, but before you could, he got in that Chevy Impala, the engine roared and the tires screeched, as he drove off into the darkness, not a single star in the sky, its almost as if the magic of the moonlight left with him.

Its been a little over three months since he left you standing in the rain, like some dumb country song, but you somehow found a way too move through your everyday life, you were a hunter before you met Dean, and you still are, well in all honesty saving people is the only thing that got you through the days.

It isn't really a job you tell everyone about, oh heck no!, its more a work you keep too yourself, letting your family believe, your just a traveling failure, well you always did kind of feel like you lost your way over the years, but these days your numb. Your best friend Sam doesn't even talk too you anymore, you don't really have a lot of folks who you could call, and say "hey, ya know I'm not really doing well, I need a pick me up or a damn hug" no you always kept too yourself, not trusting anyone, but the day you met Dean and Sam on a hunt it changed.! Sam quickly became your best friend and well Dean soon became the only man you'll ever love, even though he had his issues. And then there was Castiel the angel, he has always felt like a beacon of hope, making you laugh with his "I don't understand that reference" sayings. But the day Dean walked out they all left, leaving you completely alone in this damn scary world. It's not the monsters that scares you, no that you get, but it's the people. Every single person you have met in your life has a hidden agenda, why can't they just be good people.

Sitting at the diner in the small town, were you were investigating strange disappearances, ordering a black coffee, the display with the different pies catching your eye. Your mind wanders off to Dean's birthday... You prepared all his favorite foods, burgers, bacon, fries, the greaser the better, and then you started with the making of his favorite pies. But somewhere along the way you forgot about the pie's in the oven, letting them burn to a crisp, after you rushed in, trying to save what's left of the charred goods, seeing it was disaster, you wouldn't be able to save it, you burst into tears, cussing yourself for messing up what's supposed to be the perfect day, you felt his strong arms pulling you towards his chest, staining his shirt with the wetness of your cheeks. He's breathe hot as he kissed you, in a loving, comforting way, reassuring you everything will be okay, it's just pie's not the end off the world.

He always did know how too comfort you, how too chase the darkness away, he was your lighthouse, so to say, showing you the way, back too the light. And now, now there's no more light too go home. No more home, just nothing.

Taking a sip of the now cold bitter coffee, that kind of taste like, old shoes, not that you'll know how that would taste like, but betting its something like this. Placing the cup down, sliding the dollar's underneath the half full cup on the diner table, you get up, throwing your ball cap on, hair hanging loose on your shoulders, taking your leather jacket and phone, you start too head out of the small town diner. Walking towards your Harley Davidson, you've always liked the way, that bunch of metal, felt roaring as you sat on that leather seat, the wind rushing through your hair, the way those gas fumes, flowed through your veins, not even to talk about the adrenaline that went with it, oh damn, you felt about your Harley like Dean felt about his impala. Seeing a giant creep checking out your bike, leaning on it, irritation in your voice "excuse, what are you doing?"

His voice rough and unpleasant "why do you care, little missy"

Walking closer, your eyes darker than usual "that's my bike"

The bald man, with his long beard, hiding his tatted neck, started to laugh "No way such a small little thing can handle that sort of horse power"

"I'm only going to ask you nicely one more time, get off my damn bike!"

Crossing his arms in front of him, "Or what? You gonna call the little cops"

"No! I'm going to make you get off my bike"

"I'd like to see you try missy"

She really wasn't in the mood for this. So she tried to shove him off, but he was on the larger side and didn't really move a single damn inch. It just made him irritated "hey come here missy" he said as he grabbed a hold of your arm, you smiled, that made him look at you all confused, but he soon realized, he should not have messed with you, as you took his fingers, and started bending them backwards, bringing the big guy down to your size. With your free hand, you punched the sucker in the face. Got up on your bike, and drove down the road too the nearest bar you could find, for information and while you where there you might as well get something to drink.

The Black Chevy Impala roared as it parked in front of the diner, Dean and Sam got out, a big guy, with a black eye, just got off the ground as they started making their way towards the door, Dean looked at the guy a smirk on his face "What happened to you buddy?"

The man mumbled "crazy biker chick"

Dean just laughed, as he figured this chick was probably part of his gang, as the beaten up guy had a biker jacket with their logo on. He still smiled but he felt stabbing pains in his heart. His sweetheart was a 'biker chick' a swell, she could handle that roaring horsepower better than most men, and man!, was she tough, so fierce and fiery, so passionate and yet so gentle, vulnerable at times, so fragile, she cared more than most, people, and beautiful, so freaking beautiful, her smile could light up a room, he fell hard for her the first time he saw her, and it just grew from there he loved her , he still loved her, but he just had too walk away, for her own safety, everyone close too him get hurt or dies. And especially with everything going on, he couldn't risk it, if someone found out, that she wasn't just another hunter, no she was the love of his life, he'd never forgive himself if something would happen too her. Sam calling his name for the fourth time pulled him out of his deep thoughts, "Hey man, you with me?"

"Yeah, yeah, just thinking I need a drink not coffee"

Sam gave him a sympathetic smile, knowing his brother probably thought of her again, he just nods and says "okay sure let's go"

The only information she got was that, some of the missing folks were last seen close too a pig farm , on the outskirts of this town.

And now, now she just sat here swallowing the vodka, it was easier than too think that Dean aren't coming back, hating how she felt , how alone and miserable, how heartbroken, she really thought that she was stronger than this, but no, she's weak and pathetic, sobbing about a man, a damn man who left her in the pouring rain. What the hell was wrong with her, she never was the kind, to be good little wife material, who would cook for her husband and bake brownies for her children's school, but the sad truth was she wanted too be all that with Dean, she would've gave up hunting, too be his wife and the mother of his children. But clearly he didn't feel the same. Thumbing away a stray tear, she gestures to the bartender , for another. The music was loud and the alcohol made her slightly lightheaded, she knew she needed some air, sliding off the barstool, walking towards the exit, fumbling in her pockets for a packet of cigarettes, she only smokes when she drinks. Some guy, lit her cigarette, she just nods, thanking him with a smile as she stood in the crisp evening air, the air mixed with nicotine hit her lungs, letting a little cough escapes her lips. As she blows out the smoke, she heard that damn Chevy pull in, she couldn't miss it , Dean had a certain way if driving and it was him for sure. She just stood there, frozen in the darkness. "What the hell is he doing here" whispering underneath her breath. Hoping that he doesn't see her, knowing that she will burst out in tears the moment she tried to speak too him.

He wales past a couple of bikes, that's when he saw it, her bike, hard too miss it, on the rear bumper the lyrics of her favorite Bon Jovi song. He elbows his brother "Sam, she's here"

Sam looked at him shocked, "What? Are you sure"

Running his hand over his face "Of course I'm damn sure" clearing his throat "I can't see her, man, I just can't, I've missed her so much, it was hard enough too walk away from her that night, I won't be able to do it again"

Sam places his hand on his big brother shoulder "Don't you think, this whole protection thing your trying is dumb"

Dean's jaw clenched, "No, Everybody around me dies, and there's nothing I can do about it, I have to let her go"

Sam just shook his head, his known his brother felt like this for a while now, but it's gotten worse, his unsure why, but he will try and get through too him, Dean's only been happy, whenever he was with her. "Okay let's go"

Dean and Sam made their way towards the car, they're about to get in when they heard a spine chilling scream , Dean recognized her voice. He searches in the darkness, when he catches a glimpse of four men, throwing her in a black van. He didn't even realized it but he started running towards the van, as the last of them jumped in, he saw a glimpse of her, the last thing he heard, was her screaming his name and a gun shot, which brought him to a stop as he fell to the ground, chanting her name over and over, until his eyes fell closed.

Sam fired his gun towards the van, but couldn't get decent shots from that angle. He fell to his knees next to his brother, glancing at the bullet wound in his chest, the blood gushing out, he applied pressure on the wound, he could feel the life draining from his brother as he begged Castiel to come. Sam's eyes damp with tears, his heart pounding in his throat, a silent scream escaping his lip "Cas, please man, I need you Dean need's you"

You could hear the flutter of wings, when the celestial being landed, his face struck with concern "What happened?"

Sam glanced at the man in the trench coat, holding his brother in arms, "please, just help him Cas"

The angel approached his best friend, there was nothing quite as bad, as seeing him, in pain, placing his hand on Dean's shoulder and Sam's, the three men found themselves in a motel, Dean was still unconscious but breathing, Sam glanced at the angel, mouthing a "thank you"

Traces of the tears still evident on her cheeks as she recalled Dean getting shot, he was there, running towards her, he stilled cared. The four men watched her like a hawk, she cradled her legs in the corner, as if she's a animal trying too hide herself from the prey.

The van came to a stop, she knew something had to be done, so she took the knife she hid in her boots, covered it in her hand, she knew taking all four men was asking to much, so she'll have to isolate them. Take them one by one. The men double, maybe triple her size, but she aren't going down this way, without a fight.

As the two men , opened the door, she saw what looked like a barn, there where cages, with other people inside, seeing she's not the only one that needed saving, she slid the knife back in her boot. She needed more information than this, so she went with it. The man held her by her hair, threw her into a cage which had two other girls probably about round about 16 and 18, and much older man, in his late 60's maybe. Hitting the the floor, scraping her palms.

The older man helped her up, "you okay?"

"Yeah thanks never been better" the sarcasm rolled over her pressed lips.

A big guy, came standing against the cage, with a stupid smug on his round face. "When Ricky there told me about this little woman, who punched him, just for leaning against her bike, I knew I had too throw you in the ring"

She got to a standing position, striding closer, too this gigantic man, "What are you? A human trafficker , organ? What"

He laughed "None of the above, just a business man," he started walking away.

"What is he talking about?" Her eyes intensified "Does anyone know why we are here?"

She heard a man's voice coming from another cage, he was beaten pretty bad, "We are here too fight against each other, like the movie Condemned, apparently it happens in really life" he let out a defeated laugh. The whole barn filled with chatter, people gasping for air, as the initial shock took over. Those who haven't seen the movie, quickly got enlighten by those who have, the rich of the rich, places bets on the person, who they think will survive and it gets streamed on the dark web for everyone to watch.

There's a clock with a timer and the one who have killed all the other 'players' in that amount of time, gets to live another round. Some just cried, the others just quietly, sat in the corners of their cages, holding on too their knees, as if that's going to help, everywhere in that barn there's cages filled with silence and then those with chatter.

Then in the cage she's in, the two young teenage girls just hold on too each other, clinging for dear Life. The grey old guy, just kept mumbling too himself, "I can't kill these people" over and over.

Probably not the most polite thing in this situation but damn, it worked on her nerves, she's trying think of a solution, a plan something to save these people. But she was all out of ideas, to be honest, except maybe one, her back was against the cage, she silently started to talk to Cas, asking him to come and find her, but nothing, he didn't hear or he didn't want too, either way it was up too her.

Glancing down at the ground, then her leather boots she remembered the knife, she could use that too unlock the cage door, then start freeing the others, she took the last bit of hope in her hand, starting to put the blade in, turning and wiggling it, until she heard the click sound, she was overjoyed, she slowly opened the screeching steel door, every noise sounded as loud as thunder.

She could see the different keys, close to the barn entrance, almost walking on the balls of her feet, so that she didn't make a single sound, reaching for the keys, her fingertips barely touching it, she jumped into the air, grabbing ahold if it, she started making her way towards the first cage. Searching for the key that fits, the barn doors flung open, she recognized the guy, Ricky from earlier, and some other dude, who made her skin crawl , "Hey how'd you get out?" Ricky shouted.

"What you can see me?" She joked, something she always did, when she was very nervous.

The other guy ran to her, but she kicked him before he even could touch her, she still had the knife in hand, this big fella didn't say, much, he charged towards her, when that silver blade touched his arm, it made him squirm, "Oh that's just freaking lovely, what are you, a vamp? A wolfie?" She sneered

The moment he showed his, teeth she knew it was a werewolf, the other folks in the cages screamed, as they never saw such a creature.

"So this games rigged? Normal human being and creatures from the night, joining the game"

Surprised the wolf looked at her , a growl "your a hunter?"

Mischievous smile on her lips "why would you say that?" The wolf growled once again, as he charged towards your position, clawing your back, as he flung you against a cage, everything is swimming before her eyes, all you could make out was that she was flung against the beaten up man, he had the bluest eyes, which kind of reminded her about Castiel's eyes.

The wolf like creature came closer, looking for your blood, that's when the man stood up, black coat drenched in blood, unsure if it was his own, or some of the creature's his killed, the last time, his blue orbs, illuminated, bloodshot veins stretched like a roadmap in his eyes , his fangs came out revealing that his a vampire.

Laying there, you where left at the mercy of these two, but you were surprised when the vamp, took ahold of the wolf, smashing his head against the bars, he had this deep old time southern voice "leave her alone"

The man, glared at her and the vamp, picking her up, letting her sway like a sack of potatoes in the air. Ricky quickly came to open the cage, throwing her in by the vampire, "You can have her".

Knowing the open wounds made the situation worse, as it was like a magnet for the vamp, she tried too get up, too defend herself but, in that moment she was too weak.

The vamp, came closer towards her, his features returned to those of a man, his voice kind "I'm not going to hurt you, I'm Benny"

Shocked "Benny, like in Benny Lafitte? Dean's friend?"

He smiled, "I thought I recognized you, saw you once on his lock screen, asked him about this new women in his life, he told me you are the love of his life"

Smirking, "Yeah that's awhile ago I guess"

Confusion written all over his face, but before he could ask, the barn filled with gas, hearing Benny say "its to knock us out so they can take us to the next location" before you could find out more, the knock out gas started taking its toll.

His eyes flutter open, Sam and Cas both sharing the same concerned facial expressions, his voice croaky "what did something happen? Is.." struggling to form the words "is she gone?"

Sam spoke quickly, trying to reassure his big brother "No! We don't know, Cas can't pick up her location"

Cas spoke "Wherever she's at, must be warded off with sigils"

Dean groaned when he sat up, "we have to save her, I can't loose her"

The three of them turned their heads when they heard the familiar phrase from Crowley "Hello Boys"

Dean immediately got up, pointing a finger at him, "Do you have something to do with her disappearance, tell me now!"

Crowley gave him a sympathetic look, that lasted about an second "Squirrel I had nothing to do with her, but I know where you can find her"

Dean could not control the anger that intensified in his chest, he smashed Crowley against the nearest wall, his arm pressing against his throat his forest green eyes pierced the black ones, his voice low, and stern "Crowley if your messing with me, I will kill you, I swear I'll kill"

With the flick of Crowley's fingers Dean flew across the room, he shouts, this whole situation clearly upsetting him as well. "She saved my damn life, why would I want something to happen to her, she cared enough to save me, ME!!!" Crowley shouted.

Sam hurried to help Dean up, recalling the saving Crowley is talking about, he was stuck in a devils trap, bounded with chains around his hands and neck, as some other hunter took out all his anger on Crowley, stabbing him over and over, when she came in, tried talking the man down, but he didn't see any reason as he thought Crowley was to blame for the death of his family, but he wasn't, he had nothing to do with it. As she was talking to this guy, she slowly started to scratch the round red chalked circle on the floor with the heel of her boots, so that Crowley can break free, the line was finally broken, by clicking his fingers the chains shook loose and fell into a thousand pieces, the other hunter saw what she did, ran towards her, pushed the blade right through her upper torso. That's when Dean and Sam ran into, her for the first time, they where hunting the hunter who they thought was possessed but turns out he had such an amount of rage inside him, that whom ever got in his way, he'd kill.

Dean's harsh voice pulled Sam out of his thoughts, "Where is she Crowley"

"Well not only her , but other people as well, even Werewolves and vampires, you named it they have it, I know the location, but we have to go now," he clears his throat, "there's only one snag, neither can I nor Cass get in their, the damn sigils on the barns wall, wont let us through"

Dean's already halfway across the room, towards the door, "what are we waiting for"

In a matter of seconds the four of them stood In front of the barn on the pig farm, Sam is busy discussing a plan of action but Dean, already pushed the barn doors open, "what the hell Dean" the loudness in Sam's voice makes Dean face him, but he just shakes him off, not answering, too determined to safe her, he walks in, gun in hand, ready for anything, everywhere you look, all the cage doors stands open, not a single trace of anyone, something glistening on the floor catches his eye, its a rose gold chain with a heart shaped locket, he didn't need to turn it around, to see the engraved 'love you always D.W' to know its hers, he opens it anyways, glaring at the picture, both off them laughing, the way they looked at each other, you could feel the electricity, the love they shared, he folds it closed in his fisted hand, his eyes damp with emotion. He runs outside, punches Crowley straight in the face. Cas takes ahold of Dean's arm's demanding him to stop. The defeated look on his face is too much too bare for the three men looking at Dean, disappointed and unsure where to look next they start looking around the farm for clues, for something that can give him a glimpse of hope.

The strong sunrays, burning her eyes, as she opens them, the pain from last night's fight, let's her realize what's happening, she tries too move, but can't, searching for the reason, she sees the rope wrapped around her arms, and waist, too a tree, she tries too wiggle, to get out off the tight grip, that's when she hears a ticking of a clock tick-tock, tick-tock, it sounded incredibly loud, looking up to where the sounds came from, seeing giant speakers blaring the sound of a clock. A rough unpleasant voice spoke, game rules: "Everything goes, you can use any weapon you can find, to kill your opponent, and also remember the last one standing gets too live" he lets out a snotty laugh. "Oh yes, and contestants, we made the first kill very easy, if you can find contestant five, she's tied up and ready to kill, oh and give us a show" he laughs harder, then all of the sudden its dead silence, figuring she's contestant no: five, she'd better think of something to get out if this situation. Her words barely a whisper, "I don't even know why I try, but Cas are you there, Crowley, can someone hear me? Please I need someone"

The rustling of the leaves, let's her know there's someone, maybe it's Cas or Crowley, maybe its someone's who wants to take her as their first kill.

The large man with his black coat walks towards her.

He's voice hushed, "let me get you outta here"

"Oh darn, I'm so thankful its you Benny"

As he unties her, they hear rustling in the bushes, he hands her a knife, and they stand ready for action, back against back, three people came closer, it's the three she shared the cage with, she and Benny suggested they walk behind them, so that the two of them can protect them.

The further they walk the more danger they seem too run into, Benny takes the most werewolves, windigos and Leviathan's , as for you, you take most of the other human beings, who wants to attack the two teenage girls and old man.

You are bruised, beaten and torn up, unsure if your body is covered in your own blood or those of the enemies, you keep on going, grateful, that you had these people to protect, because if you had to be honest, if it weren't for them, you wouldn't fight so hard to survive, every now and then you get flashbacks of how Dean got shot, knowing it was fatal, you don't want to allow yourself to think that he could be really gone, there's this glimmer of hope that he might still be alive, maybe Sam helped him, maybe Cas or Crowley.

Resting against a tree to catch your breath, you see the blood gushing down your arm, one of the men came at you with a damn axe, and in the fight he threw the axe towards you, pinning you against a tree, it must've been the adrenaline but you wiggled that axe, out of you arm, screaming while throwing it back at him, which ended up between his eyes. You fell too your knees, the emotion welling up behind your eyes, you get caught off guard when someone or something picks you up in the air. A little weak, and confused all you can see is that your draped over the large man, with multiple tattoos shoulder, it didn't take long, too lose consciousness.

Dean could not believe what he just heard, both Cas and Crowley told him, that they heard you call out too them, they knew where you were, you where caught in Purgatory, damn Purgatory. What the hell is going on. It felt like someone took his very last breath. His been too Purgatory, It's no joke for sure, it changed him, the only person who made him whole was her, his sweetheart and now, now she's going through all of that.

Crowley spoke with his people, which revealed, that the one and only Dick Roman sits behind it all, with a connection in the real world, who takes normal people, of all ages just to make money, and feed his obsession of killing people.

His quiet, as he drives too the place where the portal opens to Purgatory, thinking about all the things there, so many monsters, dangers around every corner. He just hopes, his going to make it in time, she just has too be okay, has to be alive, squinting his eyes as he recalls what he had too do, too survive.

"Sweetheart you awake?" Rolling over too the right side of the bed, emerald green eyes looking back at you, "Baby?"

"Why do you look so surprised sweetheart"

"Uhmmm I'm not really sure, it feels so right yet so wrong" she smiled

Without a single word, Dean cups your face, places his lips on yours, its sweet, it's sensual, yet filled with passion. Breaking the kiss, you look at him, studying his face, the speck of hazel around the black pupil, the way, his freckles runs across his nose, almost like the milky way, the corners of his mouth, that is slightly curled in a smile, his plumps lips, that's slightly swollen from the kiss, the little stubble on his chin and cheeks, the way his jawline just kind of frames his picture perfect face, the way his deep smoky voice fills the air, and your body with a exhilarating energy, "Why are you looking at me like that?" He asked.

Your voice barely audible and brittle, "I just love you, I love you more than life itself"

His voice calm, but certain "Marry Me"

Your jaw dropped, "What?"

He started to kiss your lips softly, his breathe hot as he said "Yes babe, I want you to be my wife?"

Searching his eyes your lips crept upwards into a smile, your voice sounded more brittle than you intended "Yes, yes Dean Winchester, I'll marry you"

The joy dancing in his green eyes, made you happy, even though a few stray tears rolled over your cheeks.

Feeling like your walking on cloud nine, then all of the sudden, you get this sharp pain in you ribs, unwillingly your eyes flutter open, gasping for air "what the hell?"

Looking around you, seeing your in some kind of room, chains around your wrists, hanging from what looks like the ceiling, clothing blood-soaked. Hair sticking to your face, sweat mixed with blood. Your feet barely touching the floor, it feels as if your arms is getting pulled out of their sockets if you move to much, your throat dry, realizing you must've been passed out, it wasn't really a dream, more like a memory, Dean did ask you too marry him, and then outta nowhere, two days later, you where left standing in the rain, the tears streaming down your face, unsure if it's about the way Dean left things, or the situation your currently thrown in.

Sighing, whispering to no one really "I'm tired, I'm so tired, I can't anymore and I don't want to anymore" head hanging down, looking at the floor, closing your eyes, wishing all this could be over, you heard heavy footsteps, laughter filling the dark air.

His voice smooth "All this turned out better than I could've imagined"

Confused you glare at him "okay, fine you win, get it over with"

Walking closer towards you, big smug on his face, "see, I can't deal with you yet, I know who you are" getting angrier now "I'll finally get my revenge, Dean will watch you die, he wanted to send me here, now I will take something precious from him"

Shocked to hear that he thinks Dean is still alive , she plays along maybe, it's her way out, Scoffing "Well sorry to hear you think he'd be coming to look for me, because we aren't together no more"

He laughs, "oh no, he is already here, searching for you, my men left him a little bread trail, as to where you are"

Furious now, you shake, trying to get loose, shouting "You leave Dean alone, kill me , but let him go please"

Clapping his hands together, "Ah, young love" he laughs harder "I am going to kill you, but Dean needs to watch, then I'll kill Sam, Cas and even Crowley, all while Dean has to watch"

Eyes wide, barely audible "They're all here"

His smug smile never leaving his face "oh yes, all of them, clearly they care, its so pathetic, you humans, you know that?"

Squinting her eyes, trying too fight the tears threatening to spill over, you care about all of them, more than you care to admit. He just simply walks out of sight. The silence is deafening, the only thing she can hear is her heart racing, Dean's alive, he came looking for her. Somewhere between the excitement of hearing Dean's alive and the spine chilling silence, she lost consciousness.

They hardly had too beat the crap out of some of the men, on their road to this half torn down, factory like building, all of them agreed, it felt like a trap, but Dean didn't give a damn, he needed to find her, save her and bring her home, he has been cursing himself internally, the whole damn way, if only he didn't freak out, but the moment he realized he wanted to marry her, be her husband, wishing he never said that, went on that hunt, saw how that ghost threw her against the wall, the pain she must've felt, he couldn't bear the thought of her getting hurt or worst getting killed, just because that's what he did, so saying goodbye, felt like the best thing to do, hoping she'll give up hunting, but he should've known better. He should have stayed by her side, he should have discussed his fears, the way he felt, but instead he went and broke her heart.

The four of them split up, there's to many halls, and doors too search, mostly the halls are filled with darkness, its filthy and disgusting, dried splattered blood on the walls, scattered human bones on the cement floors. There's scratching sounds coming from one of the rooms, the gun in Dean's hand is loaded, opening the door, unsure of what he's going to find, he's skin crawling as a bunch of rats, runs past him, some over his feet, slapping against his legs, whispering underneath his breath, "damn filth". He's heart, beating out of his chest, the more he walks in the darkness the more he can feel the darkness entering his mind, his heart, every grain of his very being.

He stopped in his tracks, the moment he saw her, hanging by chain's, her whole body is slumped over, hair covering her face, he can't make out if she's still breathing, for what felt like an eternity, he froze, almost too afraid to take a closer look. Striding closer till he's right in front of her, he gently takes her face in his hands, concern painted on his face, a burning pain in his chest, her beautiful face is bruised, and bloodied, her breathing faint, but still there, his voice hushed "Sweetheart, can you hear me"

Watching her open her eyes, was a beautiful site, she looked tired, a smile across her busted lips, "Dean,"

"Yes sweetheart I'm here, I'm sorry, I love you" he declared.

Sobbing now, "I... I thought I lost you forever"

"Baby, you'll always have me, always you hear me" he pleaded

Before she could answer a couple of men appeared out of the shadows. There were maybe six or seven, Dean got up, in a fighting stance ready to beat the crap out of them, he started punching and kicking his way, through the men, it wasn't until the last one hit the ground that he'd stop, blood splatters across his face, glancing over at her, he hears the familiar voice of Dick Roman "crashing the party are we?"

"Yeah well I didn't receive an invite so thought I'll invite myself" Dean smirked. He drew his gun, knowing it won't really help, but it's more a habit, "What do you want?" He questioned

Crude laughter fills the air, "I want you to pay Dean" he snapped his fingers, more men came running towards Dean, he tried his best, but he was one against, all of them, they over powered him, one clocked him against the head, in his unconscious state, they were tying him to a chair with chains, facing you.

It didn't take long before they were beating you, biting your lower lip, not wanting to give them the pleasure of seeing you in so much pain, you could taste the blood on the tip on your lip.

Dick Roman came walking towards you, dagger in hand, hoping he couldn't see the pain, and fear in your eyes, your eyes pierced his, he didn't say a single word, he pushed that dagger, through the skin and bone, wedging it between your ribs. Your scream filling the dark room.

Dean's eyes flung open, he's jaw clenched, he's voice angered and defeated "NO BABE" he shouted.

"Ah poor Dean Winchester" he laughed

Dean's green eyes, now almost black, "I'm going to kill, I promise you that"

Laughter filled the air, once again, it didn't last long though, surprised he glanced at them, Sam, Cas, Crowley and Benny, all four off them stood their bloodied and beaten, but ready to fight. All four of them started fighting and killing their way towards Dean and you, Crowley was the first one to stand next too Dean, his British voice almost inaudible "This belongs to you" he's face lit up with a sly smile.

Dean looked at him all confused, "I thought you threw this in the sea somewhere"

Crowley just shrugs his shoulders. The moment he placed that blade in Dean's hands he could feel the mark, turning a fiery red, the power pulsing through his veins, it didn't take long for the effects to take control of him, breaking loose out of the chain's, he faces Dick Roman, a smirk on his lips, he's features darkens. Taking that blade right too his chest, he kept going over and over, not stopping for a second, driving the blade further and deeper into his now lifeless body.

Sam tried to make him stop, even Cas, Benny and Crowley, but it didn't work.

Your voice brittle, revealing the pain, "Dean stop, please Baby"

Immediately stopping, he threw the blade down, running towards you, his eyes pleading, his voice soft "Sweetheart I'm so sorry" cupping your face, kissing your lips, holding you close to him, as Cas and Sam unlocks the chains, your body went limb, all you could feel is his hands holding you upright. Staring into his emerald green eyes, mouthing "I love you" the last thing you catches a glimpse off, was the light in his eyes as he replied "I love you too, Sweetheart, come back to me, come home please"

It's been almost three years since that dreadful day, smiling now, if it weren't for Dean begging Cas to save you, you wouldn't be here baking your husband his birthday pie, getting ready for the barbeque, with your good friends Sam, Cas, Benny and yes even dear old Crowley.

Did you and the Winchester Brothers stop hunting, no, of course not, but the two of you have each other and that's all you'll ever need, whenever your lost, knowing Dean's your lighthouse showing you the way home, with those beautiful green eyes.

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crustydumpsterpossum · 27 days

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I really like to think that Cas was a little bit of a jealous bitch when he found himself on a trip with Benny and Dean in purgatory.

Like he’s all: “Oh! Look at that, Dean got information out of creatures who have been here for all of eternity just to find me.”

And then he sees Benny and he’s just like: “This mf better not have touched my man.”

#i think it’s funny #imagine him dropping little things into convos #to see if they react in any odd way #like he’s just thinking-#“his hands are dirty-#“he better not have touched Dean with those hands #supernatural #dean winchester #castiel #destiel #real #spn #deancas #jealous!castiel #benny lafitte

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supernaturalfreewill · 10 months

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"Benny?" You pulled the motel room door open more widely. "What the hell are you doing here? Dean is next door," you said.

He shifted, looking nervous in a way you'd never seen him before. "I didn't come here to talk to Dean," he said. Something about the way he said it, settled heavily over you.

"Oh." It spilled out of your mouth at the same time your brain seemed to guess the meaning behind his words.

He ducked his head, fiddling with his hat in them now. "Could I come in? Or are you gonna keep me out here on the threshold all night?" he drawled, a small smile in his voice even through his nerves.

You blushed and stepped back to let him inside. "No. No, please. Come in."

You and Benny? Did he really return the feelings you'd tried so hard to pretend you didn't have? And what would your brothers have to say about you falling for a vampire? Ah, well... who cares. You shut out the night and turned to meet his bright blue eyes with a nervous smile of your own.

Happy Supporting Character Saturday!

#sister!winchester #benny lafitte x reader #supernatural imagines #benny x you #benny x reader #spn drabbles

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apollos-constant-crisis · 4 months

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Look I’M not saying that Dean and Benny had sloppy, filthy sex in purgatory, literally every one of their interactions did.

#supernatural #dean winchester #benny lafitte #deanbenny #spn #spn season 8 #Imagine comparing a man to your dead wife by saying they’re the only one’s who kept you sane #Imagine carrying someone’s soul inside your body #That’s pretty gay #My irl friends please ignore this

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sammwitch · 1 month

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Purgatory isssss Vietnam and i will not be convinced otherwise!

in this essay i won't because i'm not american and am not equipped to root through the various generational traumas the vietnam war inflicted on america and how that impacted American Masculinity but like,,,,, it's there! it's super there. idk if this comparison is super obvious if you are american but i'm going to explain myself anyway

(before i start, i will be talking about the idealised and fetishised idea of the vietnam war, not the actual realities of the actual real conflict. this post is about how the spn writers are weirdo american men, not geopolitics)

eye mean,,, obviously the racism that runs through all of spn- there are creatures living alongside us who look like us and talk like us but are actually Dangerous Monsters Who Must Die- but keyed up to 11 because this is a land of monsters/non-humans/them-not-us

and as a part of that, we never see any child monsters in purgatory despite child monsters existing and also dying. because this is the Ideal vietnam which is only a wild battleground and not a place people, families and non-combatants live. only populated by savage non-americans who are hell bent on killing 'Our Boys'

benny fits into this too. being Other but also an ally. not someone whp can be entirely trusted at first and definitely in it for the personal gains that Fighting For the USofA could bring him, but through their shared experiences bonding. y'know, he's one of the good ones! like the (north? i think?) vietnamese allies america had on the ground

even washing all the colour out of the scenes until it's almost black and white??? like the footage that was broadcast to americans of the war?? i'm connecting the dots

purgatory not as something you beat but something you endure and then escape?? literally it is an idealised vietnam war were you don't have to confront that america super didn't win because the victory and horrors came in getting out

the way post-purgatory dean is treated like a Movie Veteran with his new brotherhood forged in blood and his thousand yard stare and his sullen drinking (all portrayed by jensen ackles who mustn't look any worse than slightly dishevelled or muddy in any shot) and that whole 'it was purer there' bullshit that i have definitely seen in other media portraying vietnam vets. they really gave him glam war trauma and it feels uncomfortable. it feels fetishy

not going to go further than "i think american men who didn't go to vietnam for whatever reason (including age! the lack of a big existential war to go fight in has really done a number on the self-perceptions of generations of american men) have a real chip on their shoulder about it and a resulting pretty gross mythification of the vietnam war because of it. maybe it's because they felt isolated from the Manly Men they idolised irl because of that lack of trauma?" when theorising WHY they did this because, again, not american.

TLDR later season dean winchester really was the writer's fetish doll to be The Most Masculine American Man and it's weeeeeeiiird!

#do you see my vision?#please add stuff if you have opinions #am i imagining things?#god i miss lipgloss dean (s1-3)#foundation dean is no fun #dean winchester #spn season 8 #purgatory #benny lafitte #anti spn writers #spn meta #dean winchester trauma #dean meta

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canyouimaginethatstory · 11 months

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You Kissed Me First (Benny X Reader #3)

You checked yourself out in the mirror once more. The dress you wore hugged you perfectly. Just as you finished adding some gloss to your lips your phone pinged. You checked it and it was your friends letting you know they were on their way to the bar. You texted back that you'd meet them there. You gave yourself one last look over and headed out. When you got there you noticed your friends sitting at the bar and you managed to grab one of the last available stools. You all talked as you enjoyed your first drink. You had just finished your second drink when a deep but soft southern voice asked "Is this seat free?". You looked over and before you stood a tall, handsome man. His eyes were a piercing blue. Something seemed so alluring about this guy.

"Um nope. All yours," you said. He flashed you a smile as he took the seat.

"I'm Benny Lafitte?" he introduced himself holding out his hand. You took his hand and shook it.

"Y/N Y/L/N," you introduced back.

"May I buy you a drink Miss Y/N?" he asked. Usually, you didn't accept drinks from a guy you didn't know but Benny seemed safe. You didn't get any dark vibes from him at all. You nodded.

"Thank you,". You two chit chatted as your friends mingled around the bar. suddenly the songs went from fast to slow as someone over an intercom announced it was couples dance hour. Benny smiled at you and stood up. Holding out his hand "I know we're not a couple but would you like to dance?". You pondered it. You weren't much of a dancer but slow dancing could be nice.

"Sure," you said taking his hand as he lead you to the dance floor. He gently placed his hands on your sides as you placed your hands on his shoulders. You and Benny danced and talked. You found yourself so at ease with Benny. By the time couples dance was over your friends had already said goodbye and gone home. "I've really enjoyed talking with you Benny," He smiled.

"One second darlin," he said as he walked over to the DJ. They exchanged a few words and Benny slipped him what looked like money. He walked back with a bright, proud smile "I bought us one more dance,". You smiled as you two started dancing again.

"That was sweet of you to buy us more time to dance," you told him.

"Truth be told Miss Y/N I've enjoyed talking and dancing with you,".

"I've enjoyed it too," you told him as you laid your head on his shoulder. Toward the end of the dance, something told you to look up at him so you did. Your eyes locked. They were so blue it was like you couldn't look away if you wanted to. You didn't even pull away when Benny gently pulled you closer. He leaned in and your lips softly touched. The rest of the night seemed to go by slow but fast at the same time. You and Benny left with each other. It just felt so right. The next morning you woke up and stretched. You got up and smiled. You had spent the night at Benny's. It was beyond words incredible. You smelled coffee in the air and followed the aroma to his kitchen. He smiled as he took in the sight of you in his shirt. "Mornin Beautiful,".

"Morning" you greeted feeling your face heat up a little.

"Coffee?" he offered you a cup "freshly brewed,".

"Thank you," you said taking it and sipping it. Neither of you knew it at the time but that kiss at the bar was the start of something beautiful.

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the-poet-and-the-pendulum · 2 years

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mlmxreader · 29 days

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Walkin' Out | Benny Lafitte x gn!reader (🍋)

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↳ ❝ “Why don’t I feel scared?”

With Benny please and hand kink and choking

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: ̗̀➛ Benny walks out on you, but you're not about to let him leave so easily.

: ̗̀➛ anal fingering, choking, SLIGHT praise kink, dry humping, swearing, MILD angst, Daddy kink, hand kink, dom/sub

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You could never be or feel scared or anxious around Benny, you had known him for far too long to ever think of being scared around him; he knew you like the back of his hand, he knew that you would never feel that way.

It was something that Sam said to him that made him doubt all of that, all of those years spent together. All of that time you both had spent building trust and understanding.

He grew distant, all but withdrawing himself from you entirely; you couldn’t stand it, and after leaving Sam a few voice mails with some very choice words, you ran off to find Benny.

As a hunter, it was easy enough to find him - but as his partner?

You could have done it with all your senses blocked and your hands tied behind your back.

You felt guilty when you saw him sat on the riverbank, and gently set your bag down before sitting beside him with a soft sigh. For a while, neither of you said anything, until he put his hand on your knee and heard the soft gasp leave your lips.

Your gaze focused on thick fingers; you squirmed a little, hoping he didn’t notice your arousal. Benny smiled to himself as he tapped his fingers against you so gently, making sure you saw him splay them out like he was stretching something.

You bit at the inside of your lip as you focused on every little movement; you could picture it so clearly.

On your knees with your back against his chest as he filled your ass with his fingers, using the other hand to tightly wrap around your throat, pressing into the soft skin so harshly that you would have obvious marks that could not be hidden.

His fingers quickly pumping in and out of you until you could feel your cheeks move with every little slight movement.

You pushed your hips up slightly, thinking of it so clearly and so vividly that you didn’t notice him move his hand up slightly so it sat just below your hip. Benny licked his lips, quirking his brows as he took note of how you reacted to just his hand and nothing more.

You dared to take your eyes off of his hand for a moment in order to look at his mouth for just a little while.

He noticed immediately, and turned his head to capture your lips, open mouthed and heavy, all harsh breaths and his tongue licking at yours for a moment until you moved onto his lap.

Your hands on his shoulders as you bucked your hips against him for a moment; Benny grinned, holding your waist tightly as he reciprocated the movement eagerly, letting out a harsh breath that fanned across your face as your own hitched in your throat.

Needy and desperate already as you whimpered against him, your head falling so that your face was against his neck.

“You should be scared,” Benny murmured, almost melancholic in tone. “I’m a monster.”

You grumbled against him, the vibrations sending shivers down his spine. “Then why don’t I feel scared? Huh?”

A shuddering breath left him and he knew he couldn’t stay away from you any longer, pulling you close as he bucked his hips up against you harshly just to draw a moan from your lips; making you tilt your head back and close your eyes as your grip on his shoulders grew slightly tighter.

You rolled your hips against him, softly crying out his name. Benny paused, licking his lips as he pulled away, holding your chin between his finger and thumb as he hummed softly.

“Tell me what you want, sugar.”

You took a few seconds to catch your breath before you swallowed thickly and nodded slowly. “I want you to use your hands on me, Benny, please. Please, make me cum with your hands. I promise I’ll be good if you do.”

“Your wish,” he chuckled softly, kissing the tip of your nose. “Is my command.”

You were relieved, to say the least, as you moved away from him and pulled your trousers down as well as your underwear; immediately, you were back on his lap with your chest against his back, your legs spread as you straddled his waist in reverse.

Benny groaned softly, gently biting at the back of your neck for a moment before placing one hand against your ass and the other against your collarbone with his fingers on one side and his thumb on the other.

You whimpered softly, pressing your ass against his hand, silently begging for more until he slapped your ass gently and shook his head.

“C’mon, sugar,” he told you quietly. “Tell Daddy what you want.”

“Please, just fucking stick your fingers in my ass,” you whined and whimpered out, pleading so much that you were almost close to tears.

Benny grinned, slowly pressing one finger into your ass until you pushed back against him, letting him slowly insert another; he was cautious and careful to slowly pump them in and out of you. Occasionally crooking the two digits just to get a rise out of you; you pushed his hand up until it was directly on your throat.

“Choke me, please,” you breathed out, almost pathetically. “Please, Daddy.”

“Good goin’,” he praised softly, putting more pressure on your throat until it was nearly constricting your airways.

He picked up the pace of his fingers, pistoning them in and out of you until he heard your skin slapping loudly against his. The palm of his hand routinely coming into contact with your ass cheeks, almost but not quite slapping them as he continued to ram his fingers in and out of your ass until your legs went weak and all but gave out beneath you.

You buckled over slightly, thankful that Benny pulled you back by the throat so that your back was flush with his chest; your hands went to the back of his head, softly tugging at the strands of greying brown as you moaned loudly.

He dipped his head, biting at your skin softly as he bucked his hips against you, able to feel himself getting harder as he continued to fuck you with his fingers; he couldn’t help but to think about it - how your devotion to him was as deep and long as the Mississippi River.

How you seemed to be so fucking faithful in him that it was almost enough to drown in. Fuck, he adored you - as wrong as it was for a hunter to be with a vampire, he really fucking did adore you.

The feel of your skin and the sound of your soft moans as you grew closer to the edge, bucking your hips wildly and tugging at his hair more tightly and harshly; he could feel your ass clenching around him as your thighs began to shake until the tremble went all the way down to your ankles.

Your toes began to to curl, your head tilting back as you called out his name so fucking loudly that it seemed to make all the trees around you shake.

Benny was lost in it, listening to you so carefully and making sure to ride you out through your orgasm; but then you pulled away, moving to straddle his waist properly, your hands on his shoulders as you licked your lips and failed to catch your breath before kissing him harshly.

He bit at your bottom lip when you pulled away, pupils blown with lust as he cleared his throat and smiled.

“Sorry for walkin’ out on you like that,” he said softly. “I didn’t mean to-”

“It’s alright,” you told him gently, shaking your head. “I get why you did it, I really do, just… know that no matter what anyone else says, I’m never gonna listen to ‘em. They’re a bunch of cunts, Benny, and I… fuck, I love you, I really do.”

“Can I walk home with you?” He asked, and when you nodded, he smiled brightly. “I ain’t never gonna walk out on ya again.”

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What happens in Purgatory stays in…New Orleans? Was someone on Supernatural a fan of the Lafitte Cafe (https://lafittes.com/), or is this just another amazing coincidence? I could see our dearly beloved Purgatory vamp finding his way out again and starting a bar (we know Ty played a bartender earlier in the show lol). Benny would invite Dean and Cass over for old-time sake…and maybe a few rounds of pool.

History: The Laffite Cafe’s bar is open 24 hours a day and has had influential guests, including Tennessee Williams and Truman Capote. Operating since the end of Prohibition, (albeit in two different locations), the original Cafe Lafitte opened in the building that had been the noted pirate Jean Lafitte's blacksmith business in the 18th century. This building is now called Lafitte's Blacksmith Shop.

In its early days, the bar was managed by Mary Collins, a lesbian, and drew a mixed crowd of lesbians, homosexuals, and heterosexuals. In the 1950s, during rising tension between the club and the landlord, manager Tom Caplinger moved the club to the building where it is now located. At the grand reopening party in 1953, patrons arrived costumed as their favorite 'exile', including people like Oscar Wilde, Dante, and Napoleon.

Ghost Stories: In the book Queer Hauntings, Ken Summers writes that bar patrons claim to have occasionally seen the ghosts of deceased individuals who were fond of the bar as well as a "frisky" ghost named Mr. Bubbly who pinches people on their rear ends.

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Don't Leave Me

Dean Winchester x Reader 🐞

Summary: Dean, did the unthinkable, and cheated on you, on your anniversary.

A/N: Oh yay, I'm so excited, not only my first one shot, but also my first one done for the bingo @jacklesversebingo 🐞❤️💕 I'm just so excited to hear what y'all think. Much love my bugsies 🐞

Line: I don't really hate you, but I hate what you have done to us!

Warnings: Angst, A Lot of Angst! 🤔 Sorry about that😱

Word Count: Honestly no idea😱 will check next time🤩

Cover Art: Done by me 🐞 and the pic's from Pinterest and Canva 💕

Characters: Dean Winchester, Mention of Sam, and you❤️

"No Dean" I screamed, tears streaming down my cheeks.

"You don't get to look at me like that" I sniffed

"How could you do this to us?" Anger and sadness visible on my face

"Baby Listen" his voice low

With my hands on his muscular chest I shove him backwards, screaming now, "I don't need too listen, dammit, nothing you say is going to change a thing"

His emerald green eyes, is welled up, "just listen please" barely audible

"I hate you Dean" I say while throwing the ring on the floor

Taking a suitcase from the closet, tossing in any clothes I can find.

"You're leaving babe?" the distraught look on his face, caught you off guard

"Don't look at me like that, its your fault" you shove him out of the way walking to the bathroom to grab your toiletries.

He grabs ahold of your arm, spinning you around, and into his chest, "let me go," making my hands into small fist's, hitting against him, though it's not really doing anything.

His eyes pleading "sweetheart, please just listen to me, it didn't mean anything"

Squinting your eyes, "it didn't mean anything? Don't lie to me, Dean"

"I'm sorry" he claimed

"Yeah, your sorry I found out" I sneered

His jaw clenches, "no, babe, I'm serious it didn't mean a damn thing"

"Great so you threw all of this away for nothing" I smirked

"I was drunk okay! I didn't know what I were doing" his face full of guilt

Laughing a little "that's a lame excuse if I ever heard one"

You can't stand to be this close to him, hearing his heart beating, the way he looks into your eyes, the way his arms is holding you, you always were so weak when it came to him, it always were like some sort of special gift he had, making you putty in his big hands. But not today, not know, not after what he's done.

Trying to get out of his tight grip, you try to shove him backwards again, but he just holds you tightly, his voice revealing the sadness "do you really hate me"

Searching his face, his emerald green eyes, now, almost hazel like. Your voice brittle, tears streaming down my face "No, I... I don't really hate you, but I hate what you have done to us"

He thumbs away some of the tears, letting out a whisper, "I'm so sorry sweetheart"

"Sorry, just sorry, it won't work" you whisper - scream

"Then what will, baby" he asks

"I don't know,! nothing! The day you slid that ring on my finger, you swore you'll never betray me, break my trust, or trash my heart, guess what you did" getting angry all over again now "how could you" and with that you get out of his grip

Realising what he did, he just stood there, not making a sound, just listening to the sound of her crying, crying he caused. "Dammit" he cursed underneath his breath.

Taking her suitcase she walks out of their shared room, right to the door, glancing over the house she called home for the past five years, the memories they shared, the laughter, it's all gone now, in one night, he managed to erase five years of their lives together.

Dean runs towards her, "Baby wait, just stay, it's 3 in the morning, you can't drive like this" concern in his husky voice.

Glaring at him, "don't act like you care, if you did, you would have known, what yesterday was"

Dean, looks at her puzzled, following her eyes to the kitchen, he's jaw dropped when he saw the kitchen table, set and decorated for two, candles, placed with champagne flutes, and a bottle that was supposed to be on ice, a freshly baked pie in the middle.

"Babe, I'm"

"Don't finish that sentence, I'm so sick and tired of your sorries," I warned.

"I can't believe I was so naive, yesterday when you didn't show, I called Sam, he said as far as he knew you went for a drink, the case you worked on hit you hard, I was afraid you had to much to drink, and maybe gotten in a accident, but to my surprise, I found you with that... that, woman, her arms wrapped around you having a good time, how the hell could you do that to us, to me?" I screamed

"Babe, it meant nothing, I love you"

Tears flooded down my cheeks "no! Dean! You do not love me" you mumbled, "goodbye Dean"

"Please baby, don't go, don't leave me" he pleaded

He grabs a hold of your wrist, but you shake it loose, almost running towards your car, hearing him say something in the distance, but you reply with a shout "don't you follow me Dean Winchester" and with that you started the engine, put it in drive and drove off

In your rearview mirror, you see the man you loved, still love, standing there distraught look on his face, the blurriness of your glazed up eyes, makes it hard to focus on the road ahead, but you just drove further anyway, not wanting to stay there, the way he made you feel, the hurt, pain and betrayal is just to much.

Seeing taillights of her car, is just one too much, how is he going to fix this, why did he do what he did, "what am I gonna do" throwing a punch in the air.

He just stood there in the pouring rain, watching as the love of his life, went further and further out of his reach.

That's when he heard the tires screeching on the wet road, and then the heart wrecking loud noise, he just some how knew it was her. He ran, he ran as fast as his legs could carry him.

"Noooooo!" Screaming as he got closer, her car hanging over the road barrier, "Baby," he grabs ahold of her hand, her face bloodied, her legs pinned, her eyes, bloodshot from the crying, "Dean" she whispers with pain. "I'm here sweetheart, don't leave me, I love you" a half smile on his plum lips. With the closing of her eyes she whispers "I love you too Dean"

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Strangers

Characters: Reader, Dean Winchester, Benny Lafitte

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: They were just two strangers, dancing in the middle of a club.

Warnings: pre-smut

Word count: 486

A/N: Hi! I wrote this little thing for @princessmisery666's "Daily Mixes Challenge". I got "Tell It to My Heart" by Hozier, MEDUSA. While listening to the song I could imagine so well to be in the middle of a dance floor, so I let the melody guide me and here we are. I hope you guys are gonna like it. Feedback is gold. ❤ All errors are mine.

Dean noticed her the moment she stepped into the room. She walked down the stairs and into the dancing crowd, following her friends. He watched her move, glancing around herself while trying to keep down the short skirt she was wearing and that it kept rising with her every step. He kept following her with his eyes, ignoring Benny's rambling, too busy watching her. He was at his third beer when her friends managed to drag her to the dance floor. Unlike her friends, she slowly moved from one foot to the other quite shyly. Dean watched her move her hips in time with the song playing until the beat faded. He drank what was left of his beer, patting Benny’s shoulder before walking towards the dancing floor. His friend watched him walk away with a smirk before ordering himself a new drink. Dean moved through the sweaty crowd, following the beating sound of the song, stopping only when he was a few feet away from her. He started to sway from one side to the other, matching her movements. She noticed him right away, glancing at him through the crowd. She kept shuffling before, with a half spin, she gave him her back. Dean moved a few steps closer then, making her bite down her lower lip while trying to repress the smile that was trying to escape her. They both kept following the beat of the song, with her glancing back at him and with him reaching for her hips to keep her a bit closer. Dean boldly sneaked one of his arms around her middle ever so slowly. Y/N was now pressed against his chest while their hips languidly swayed back and forth. Dean moved a strand of her hair to one side, exposing her neck and leaving a trail of goosebumps along her skin while his perfume invaded her nostrils. So, Y/N turned around, lacing her arms around his neck while Dean’s arm was firmly around her middle. She welcomed one of his legs between hers without missing a beat. His jeans were the only barrier between them. He could feel her nails scrapping at the base of his neck, making him shiver. Y/N smiled at the feeling of the goosebumps under her fingertips, and before she could do anything else, Dean’s lips were on hers. All it took for her to disclose her mouth was a second to register the warmth of his mouth against her painted lips and welcome him. And just like that, they suddenly stopped moving in the middle of a crowded dance floor, too busy to taste each other. Dean didn’t waste any time, kissing her a bit harder while his tongue went searching for hers. The moment their tongues touched, a moan escaped both. The loud music was the only reason they didn’t hear it. Nobody could. The heart, instead… well, that was a different story.

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Resurrect (Pt 4/4)

Benny Lafitte x reader (nicknamed Nix)

When you and Dean find out that Sam has a hunter tracking Benny and bodies are dropping in Louisiana you hit the road, hoping your trust in him isn't proved to be falsely placed. The stress of the situation forces certain confessions to be made.

Warnings: the usual, violence, cursing

You sat up straight out of a dead sleep, washed down in sweat. It was strange facing the things you did on the daily yet still suffering from nightmares, at times it made you feel weak as if you weren't up to par but Dean, Sam and Bobby had all assured you it had happened to them before as well.

You looked around the motel room, clocking your open duffle on the small table in the corner. If you listened closely you could hear Dean snoring in the conjoined room. After the last argument between you and Sam, Dean had deemed it a good idea to get you your own room. You hated arguing with Sam, you really did but it felt like he was taking issues he had with Dean out on Benny and by side effect on you as well.

You kicked the blanket off your legs, knowing sleep was no longer an option. You started to knock on the door and see if either one of the boys were up but your phone caught your eye. You considered it for a second before picking it up and scrolling until you hit Benny's number. It rang three times before his voice hit your ear "Nix, darlin not that I'm complaining but its three in the morning. Why aren't you asleep?" You laughed lightly suddenly feeling extremely self conscious "I couldn't sleep, had a few bad dreams and didn't want to wake Dean cause that meant waking Sam"

He sighed before saying "You and Sam still on the outs?" you wiped a hand across your face then said "He won't listen to logic. I don't give a damn if you're a vampire or not, you saved my life time and again. You saved Dean and Cas. You're every damn bit as important to me as him or Dean. I should not be expected to pick sides, you haven't asked me to" "And I never would" he replied and it was only then you realized that you'd call to him to simply catch up and had instead ended up ranting to him.

"I'm sorry Benny I didn't call to ramble in your ear..I um..I kinda just missed hearing your voice and wanted to see how you were" You could hear the smile in his voice when he said "First of all never apologize for calling me, no matter the reason, I'll listen to you ramble any time. As for you missing my voice well I gotta admit it's damn good to hear yours too and I'm doing good, staying out of trouble" "And machete fights?" you asked with a laugh and he replied "Those too"

The two of you talked for nearly an hour, Benny telling you about places around the world you'd one day love to see and you telling him about hunting and some stories about the people you'd cared about and lost along the way.

By the time you started to hang up you were feeling better. "Call me whenever you want darlin, you know I'll always answer for you" You smiled at his words before saying "Same goes for me Benny, hopefully I'll get to see you soon" "Look forward to it" he replied before you both said your goodbyes. You laid the phone down then decided to try to get a little more sleep.

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Weeks passed and not a day went by without you talking to Benny, if Sam noticed he didn't comment on it but Dean did.

You were waiting next to Dean for the burgers he'd ordered, sipping on the lemonade he'd got you. You and him had both taken to giving Sam a wide berth although it was weird in itself trying to heal that relationship while defending your individual relationships with Benny. He cut his eyes at you twice before you finally waved your hand "Spill it Winchester"

He smirked before saying "So I heard you and Benny talking night before last" you felt your face warm just from his tone but tried to hide it "Yeah, he's working at a diner down in Carencro, seems to be doing pretty good considering" he scoffed "I imagine he is, especially with you talking every day" you turned to face him before asking "What are you trying to say Dean?"

He shrugged one shoulder "Just if you want we could always ditch Sam again and head that way for a day or two. I know you'd like to see Benny and from the times we've talked I'm fairly certain he'd like to see you" Ok that made you curious as to the nature of Dean and Benny's conversations.

"Why, what was said about me?" Dean laughed "Benny may have asked in a round about way if there was something besides friends between me and you cause I told him about that time we had to strip down to our underwear after running across a skunk den when we were hunting that werewolf"

You almost laughed at the memory had the fact that Benny asked such a question not made your mind race. At the look on your face Dean ruffled your hair slightly "Weirder has happened then a hunter and a vamp...just saying" about that time the window called Dean's order number so you helped him grab the food before the two of you headed back to the impala.

Sam was on the phone with someone but all you caught was him telling them to hang tight until they heard from him. You looked at Dean in the rear view as Sam hung up.

"We got to get" Sam said so you asked "What's the deal?" He looked from you to Dean "We got a vamp kill in Carencro" you and Dean exchanged a look before Dean asked who was the source. "Martin Creaser" "And the fucking looney toon is hunting why?" you asked, feeling your stomach drop at the ideas floating through your head.

"Glendale springs discharged him last month" Sam reasoned but Dean cut in "And? shouldn't he be assembling toys in a padded room? What's he doing back on the job" you hoped you were wrong, you really were but the moment Sam said "When he got out he called and asked me if I had anything that could help ease him back into the game.." you knew you were right

"And?" you asked and Sam turned to look at you "I found Benny's location reverse tracking your calls so I've had Martin watching him" "You son of a bitch" you whispered and Dean nearly growled "You put that crazy bastard on Benny? And invaded Nix's privacy to do so?"

You could feel your hands shake from anger, "Why is a man who has spent years in an insane asylum hunting at all?" "He's not hunting, just tracking. Observe and report only, I was crystal clear on that"

"I can't believe you Sam" you spoke and he looked back at you "Really? cause Benny is a vampire and any hunter worth his or her salt isn't gonna let one just walk around freely..." "Back off of her" Dean warned to which Sam said "Well it's looking like I made the right call" You shook your head even as Dean asked "Martin said Benny did it?"

"Yeah" Sam replied so Dean turned to look at you, the two of you sharing a filled look before you took a deep breath "Ok" "Ok?" Sam asked so Dean replied "If Benny is in Louisiana draining folks..we should look into it" you couldn't bare to look at Sam as Dean started the impala. You sent Benny a text that simply read "I know this wasn't you" as Dean pulled out onto the road.

You hadn't spoken a word and still didn't even when the three of you arrived in Carencro and Dean parked the impala, opening the back door for you.

You refused to look at Sam as you followed both men inside the building Martin was staying at. You knew your time would've been better spent going after Benny but Dean wanted you at his side for this.

Sam got to the right door and the moment he raised his hand to knock Martin snatched open the door "You said look for an eruption, hows mount vesuvius?"

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You put Dean between you and Martin once the three of you were in his room with him. "I got into town about a week ago, he'd been clean up until last night" "Doing what?" Dean asked and Martin shrugged "Minding his own business, working at the gumbo shack"

"Benny's working at the gumbo shack?" Dean asked as if you hadn't told him that and Martin nodded "He may be Benny to you but folks around here call him Roy" You rolled your eyes "Martin, honey..you sure you're on a full charge here?" he half smiled "Yes ma'am, little shock therapy in the morning and I'm good to go" you cut your eyes at Dean as Sam asked Martin what had happened the previous night "I followed him home, like every night..he turned a path, I hear a scream.. I catch up then boom there's the old guy Roy was eyeing at the shack all vamped up"

"Did you see Benny kill him or not?" Dean asked and Martin shrugged "I saw enough" You were tired of biting your tongue so you spoke up "Then you crazy asshole how can you be sure it was Benny if you didn't see him do it?" Martin took a step towards you but you didn't move an inch even as he said "I saw Benny go up the path then two seconds later theres a body with it throat ripped out. Y/N you ever hear of occam's razor? Keep it simple, stupid? It's not that complicated" his chest was nearly touching yours and you knew Dean had clocked the change in your posture even before he pulled you back next to him "She's not wrong man, there is a lot of holes"

"Holes? The only holes are in the vics neck" You and Dean both shook your heads "This aint the Benny we know" Martin's eyes widened as he turned to Sam "The Benny you know? Why am I getting the impression that your brother and friend are vouching for a vampire?"

"How about address me directly or not at all?" you snapped at Martin which made Sam say "Lets not argue" Dean grabbed your arm again, shooting you a look "No one is arguing but if this is Benny and that is a big ass if.." "Oh its him" Martin replied and you snatched from Dean's grip "Me and Dean both have history with him and we aren't signing up for a damn witch hunt. We owe him so much more than that"

Martin took a step towards you as he asked "What in god's great creation could you two owe a vampire? Am I hearing this right?" you smiled with no good intention behind it as Dean bodily put himself between you and Martin "Until we get the facts, the bloodlust gets stowed and this case gets worked correctly or we work it separately"

"Doing it right would be separating his head from his shoulders" Martin snipped and you itched to punch him. "Just give us some time Sammy" Dean tried but Martin cut in "And let the fang take another life? I dont think so"

"How much time?" Sam asked and you felt a small smile when Martin looked shock "You're considering this?" "Couple hours, tops" you replied and Martin spun on you "And if it turns out to be Benny?" you went toe to toe with him before saying "Then it's Benny and me and Dean will deal with it"

Sam pushed off the wall "Couple hours Nix, no more" "Nix?" Martin asked and you realized he hadn't known your nickname until that moment, meaning he had probably heard Benny talking to you. Dean nodded to Sam then grabbed your arm and the two of you were out the room before Martin could get another word out.

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Once the two of you were outside you spotted an older couple and gave them a smile "Excuse me, could you point me to the gumbo shack? I've heard it has really good food and me and my friend are starving!"

The woman smiled and gave you directions before telling you to order the pecan pie when you got there. You thanked her then walked over to the impala, climbing in the passenger side.

Dean pulled out onto the road before saying "You were about to kick Martin's ass weren't ya?" You nodded "At least Sam still has some sanity left so it seems...Dean this wasn't Benny" he cut his eyes at you "That your heart or your head saying that?" You and Dean really didn't have any secrets by this point in your life so you replied "Both" and he nodded "Here's hoping they're right"

Dean pulled to a stop outside the gumbo shack and nodded towards the building "Let's see if Benny or well Roy is here" you climbed out and followed Dean up the steps and across the wooden porch.

He held the door open for you then walked in right behind you. You clocked the room, seeing Benny wasn't there and felt your heart drop. Where was he?

You and Dean walked up to the counter, taking the two avalible stools that were there as sitting. The lady behind the counter put down a menu and started to walk away before Dean said "Actually, we know what we want" she turned and when you met her eyes the shade of blue they were made you freeze, they reminded you of Benny. "Let me guess, gumbo?" she asked and Dean shook his head before motioning to the pie. The woman smiled "The special is pecan"

You smiled at her "We heard in town that it's good. Can we get two slices please?" She walked away so you glanced around and spotted a photo of the woman and Benny on the side of the register. You bumped Dean's hand and nodded towards the photo "She probably knows where he is" you whispered.

About that time the woman walked back over and smiled "Bad news.." "You're out of pecan?" Dean asked with that smile you knew could win damn near anyone over. You gave her a smile "Maybe there's something else you can help us with?" She returned your smile warmly "I'll be glad to help if I can" you cut your eyes at Dean before saying "We're looking for a friend of ours..Roy" she looked at you for a moment before her eyes lit up "You're Y/N but Roy says you go by Nix isn't it?"

You nodded "Yes ma'am" she smiled even brighter "You look just how Roy described you..he talks about you all the time" Dean chuckled lightly "I apologize if he sounds anything like she does, happen to know where we could find him?"

She looked towards Dean and again it struck you how much she reminded you of Benny, "He had been parking his camper out back but he just called to tell me he's gone up the road to mill creek for a few days" Dean nodded "He say why?" she shrugged one shoulder "Fishing, I think. He really deserves a break, been working doubles for two weeks straight" Dean shot you a look then grabbed a piece of paper and wrote his number down "Do me a favor if he pops up will you give me a buzz?" he passed her the paper and smiled again "Or you could just drop a dime yourself" you laughed lightly at Dean's flirting, she was really pretty. She nodded, looking at the paper "Sure thing Dean"

He went to stand before asking her name, she smiled "Elizabeth" you shook your head at being between their obvious flirting "Nice to meet you Elizabeth" she nodded slowly "You too Y/N" then smiled at Dean who said "Take a rain check on that pie?" She looked him over and you laughed to yourself as she said "Definitely"

You followed Dean out and you both took turns calling Benny but he didn't answer either time. After Dean left a voicemail to go with yours he looked at you but you shook your head "It looks bad, I know but I still trust him" Dean let out a breath "Lets hope he deserves it"

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You trusted Benny but you also weren't an idiot so when you and Dean headed up to Mill creek you both had a machete close at hand. It didn't take much to track that damn truck of Benny's down. When Dean parked the impala he cut his eyes at you before you both got out the car "If it's him and if it comes to it, I'll do it. I'm not letting you live with it"

You wanted to argue him and say you were capable of doing the job regardless but the thought of killing Benny made you sick so you just nodded before following him up to where you could spot Benny's broad back where he was washing his hands in a metal tub.

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You knew he was aware of yours and Dean's presence even before he said "It's not me, Dean" You'd decided to let Dean do most of the talking until you knew for sure. "Which me are you talking about, Benny or Roy?"

When Benny finally turned around as he dried his hands, he was talking to Dean but his eyes were on you as he said "I'm just trying to blend in" "Blend in?" Dean asked before looking at Benny's hands "Who'd you plant Benny?"

He looked towards you again before answering "Victim number two" then looked away "If you two are concerned about the missed calls, I didn't want to get you involved" he looked towards Dean as his hand hovered near the machete he had stuck into a stump "Now, you wanna safety that thing, talk a bit or what?"

Dean pulled the machete from behind his back, holding it loosely and you did the same. You saw the way Benny looked at your machete and not Dean's... he was hurt you'd come armed. You laid your machete on the hood of Benny's truck as Dean said "We're all ears"

Benny nodded slowly then took a deep breath "Rogue vamp, came into the cafe a couple nights ago..youngster, goes by the name of Desmond. He uh he remembers me from the good old days" "Good old days?" you asked and this time when his blue eyes landed on you he nearly smiled "I know its hard to believe sugar but I haven't always been this cute and cuddly" you felt your lips twitch with the effort to not smile before he said "He's chasing a memory, that's all. He's crewing up a new nest and hoping I can give him some cred. I told him no"

Dean looked at you before nodding "Alright, so far so good. Lets get to the part about you being bloody" Benny walked closer, leaving just a step or two between where you stood next to Dean and himself "He didn't want to take no for an answer. Trying to roust me out, leaving dead bodies in my wake until I sign up. Two bodies in two days. No amateur is gonna kick me out of my hometown. Not this time"

"Hometown?" you asked and he smiled "Born and bred" Dean nodded approvingly so Benny looked back at you "With Andrea gone and you two hunting seemed like the right time for a homecoming. You two shouldn't have to be at my heel to keep my ducks in a row..I went back to my old job at the cafe and I even found someone to hold myself accountable to.." found someone? your heart dropped at his choice of words until he continued "Best kind of someone, family"

It hit you then, why Elizabeth seemed so damn familiar and reminded you so much of Benny "Elizabeth?" you asked and he nodded "She's my great grand daughter darlin" you cut your eyes at Dean and he grimaced slightly as you smiled "Really?" Benny didn't miss the look you and Dean had exchanged "Now, hold it now Dean, you didn't.."

Dean chuckled "Uh no. no" you raised your eyebrows and he shook his head at you "um does Elizabeth know cause her and Nix were downright bonding" Benny shot you a warm smile before saying "No. As far as she's concerned, I was just another drifter. She know I'm rather fond of Nix but I'd like to keep it her not knowing who I am"

You nodded as Benny admitted "Its been tough walking the line here, after all those years in purgatory not having to deal with the hunger but Elizabeth keeps me honest. I finally feel like I got a handle on this thing" "Handle on things? Benny you got two stiffs on your hands and two hunters on your ass"

Benny scoffed "Oh please, that half wit who found me at the cafe? I'll take my chances with him.." Dean cut him off "That half wit was sent by my brother and trust me my brother is not someone you want to mess with" Benny nodded "I don't have time to worry about them, Dean. I didn't think Desmond had an ounce of steel in his spine, but I was wrong about that so now I gotta do what I should've done two days which is put him back where he belongs"

Dean shook his head "You know there's only one way to do that right? That is for you to sit on the sideline while I convince Sam and Martin to go after Desmond. They see you out there, they don't care if you're collecting dimes for the march of dimes. They are gonna slice first and ask questions later. You know that"

"You really think they'll go for that?" Benny asked and Dean shrugged "I can make em" you looked between both of them before saying "Lets get back Dean" but Dean shook his head "No, you're staying with Benny" "Why?' you asked, a little pissed to be sidelined yourself.

Dean cut his eyes at Benny before grabbing your arm and pulling you a few steps away to at least give the illusion of privacy "Nix, you care about him too much to talk to Sam and Martin. You were damn near feral before, now that you've seen him and know about Elizabeth? I can't trust your temper so stay here, keep an eye on him and if Desmond comes you two handle it. I'll stay in contact but for once let me handle it" you knew he was right, despite the urge to argue so you simply nodded "Fine" he looked over to Benny "Keep an eye on her"

Without another word he walked back to the impala. You heard the engine roar to life then fade away before Benny called your name, you looked over to where he was leaned against his truck "Wanna talk?" you shrugged and walked over to stand next to him, not quite letting your bodies touch but close enough you could feel the heat coming off of him. "You heard what Dean said" you didn't attempt to make it a question. He nodded "Nix, I've wanted to see you, to tell you why I picked Carecro and introduce you to Elizabeth.."

He trailed off so you turned to face him "Why didn't you?" he waved a hand around "This, all this. Darlin, you're a hunter. How am I supposed to pull you into my life and turn your own kind against you? You already argue with one of your closest friends over me.."

You cut him off by saying "That's my choice to make Benny! Why is it so damn hard for you to believe that someone beside Andrea could go in, eyes open and still pick you?" he stood there for a moment before a slight smile pulled at his lips "You trying to tell me something here?" you threw your hands up in frustration "Sitting aside the desmond and two hunters on your ass thing?" he shrugged "I can't do anything about all that at this moment but this?" he motioned between the two of you "This, we can tackle here and now"

You nodded "Fine, you stubborn asshole I started developing feelings for you before we ever found Dean.At first I shrugged it off thinking ok maybe it's a trauma bond or something but it hasn't faded, if anything its got worse. I miss talking to you, I call you when I have bad dreams or hard hunts. It hurt me seeing Andrea die because I know it hurt you, standing here knowing Elizabeth is your great grand daughter I would fight half this damn state to protect her. I care about you Benny, I know its strange with the circumstances of our lives but I do. I don't see you as some vampire that got me out of purgatory, you're a good man Benjamin Lafitte. I just wish you'd believe it too"

He stood there for a moment and you started to wonder just how long it would take you to walk back into town. You'd rather face Desmond, Martin and Sam then the silence that had fallen in the air along with your confession hanging heavily. He took a step towards you and the next thing you knew his lips were on yours. His beard tickled slightly but that was the furthest thing from your mind.

He slipped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to deepen the kiss which caused a gasp to escape your lips. You moved your hands from where they'd been against his chest up to around his neck, pulling him even closer. A low, almost growl escaped him and you felt heat flood your lower stomach. You finally pulled away to catch your breath and smiled up at him, your chest heaving slightly "Well damn"

He chuckled before catching your lips in another quick kiss, "I've wanted to do that for quite a while" he admitted. You laughed lightly "Glad you finally did" "It's gonna complicate things" he reminded you but you just shrugged "We'll handle it"

Benny stood with one arm around you as he told you about Elizabeth and her grandmother, the similarities he saw between her and his daughter. You listened intently until he stopped mid sentence "Thinking of our age difference?" you shook your head with a laugh "Thinking about how gorgeous your bloodline is actually, those damn blue eyes are genetic" he cut his eyes at you and you shrugged "What?" he shook his head "Never imagined making it outta purgatory let alone this"

After a moment he sighed "I told Desmond I'd meet him tonight" before you could ask anything Benny's phone rang. He showed you it was Dean before he answered it "What'd they say?" Benny moved so you could get close enough to hear Dean as well "They didn't go for it. They're on their way to you. I'd get scarce"

Benny shook his head "No offense Dean but your little brother doesn't exactly send a shiver down my spine" "Benny you don't know Sam..he can and will kill you" You pleaded so Dean added "She's right plus if they come do you think she's gonna sit it out? She will have to fight them" on the other end of the phone.

He looked at you for a moment before letting out a breath "What now?" "I go find Desmond" Dean replied. You pulled away from Benny to retrieve your machete from the hood of his truck and return it to the holster on your side. Benny watched you as he told Dean "You take me with you" you started to shake your head, to reason it made much more sense for you and Dean to do your thing and find him after. You weren't sure what Dean told him because he took a few steps away from you "That aint gonna work this time, bub. You take me with or I don't tell you where he is" you followed him and heard Dean ask "You know where he is?"

Benny plucked his own machete from where it had been sitting stuck into a log "He said he isn't going to stop the killing till I join his little nest. Two bodies is enough. I told him I'm in, that I'd meet him tonight before I ever knew you and Nix were in town" Benny held your eyes as he said "Dean, this is my fight. Are you in or are you out?" "Tell Nix to text me where we're meeting" was the last thing Dean said before hanging up.

Benny hung up then nodded to his truck "We gotta go" you climbed into the passenger seat and watched him go around to the drivers. Once the truck was moving he told you the name of the docks Dean needed to meet the two of you at. You sent the text then cut your eyes at him, seeing how his knuckles gripped the steering wheel tightly.

"Benny those bodies aren't on you" he laughed humorlessly "Yeah they are darlin. I should've told you two days ago when Desmond rolled into town" "Mistakes get made, even as a human and a lifetime hunter bodies have hit the ground because of me. Do you look at me differently?" He shook his head "No" you nodded "Then don't look at yourself like you killed them, now lets concentrate on ripping the head off the bastard that did"

He cut his eyes at you for a moment before looking back towards the road "Woman, I still say you're gonna end up being the death of me" the way his lips turnt upwards as he spoke pulled a smile to your face "Yeah cause with me at your side the chances of anything else killing you is slim"

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When Benny parked at the docks he watched you as you climbed out of the truck then walked around the front to meet him. He smiled slightly at you "I need to change into some clothes that aren't as bloody" you raised an eyebrow before grinning "By all means don't let me stop you, hell need help with the buttons?"

He shook his head and couldn't help but laugh, you had that calming effect on him and it had been that way since a few weeks after meeting you. Just something about the way you carried yourself and interacted with everyone. He pulled you closer with a hand on your hip "Just stay close while I change ok?" you nodded with a smile "I'll stay close enough to make inappropriate comments if I see a bare chest" he laughed "Ok"

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After a few moments Benny was back at your side, changed into clean clothes that were free of blood. You smiled when he stepped closer to you "Lafitte, are you trying to flirt with me before a hunt?" he smiled slightly "Maybe" you shook your head and heard a text alert go off on your phone.

You dug it out of your pocket to see it was from Dean and read he was two minutes out. You held it up to Benny "Dean's almost here" he nodded before pressing a quick kiss to your lips that was nearly chaste compared to the kisses you two had shared at Mill Creek "Better keep my hands to myself for now then"

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You rolled your eyes but moved to stand next to him, both of you leaning against the back of the camper by the time you heard that familiar engine and saw headlights approaching. Dean parked then climbed out, eyeing Benny's machete "This the place huh?" you nodded pulling your own machete from the holster once Dean did the same. Dean nodded to you so you followed him to the trunk of the impala, hearing Benny behind you.

You moved to prop the compartment up with the sawed off while Dean asked Benny "What's the plan? Me and Nix hang back while you guys do trust falls and binge drinking?" Dean pulled out a bag and passed you a syringe that you clocked as dead man's blood. Benny's eyes followed your movements as you and Dean both tucked a syringe a piece into your jackets before chuckling "Man, if I didn't know any better I'd say you two have an extremely low opinion of us vamps"

You cut your eyes at Benny with a smile "Call it healthy skepticism" He shook his head but smiled.

You were used to hunting with Dean and Benny so you weren't surprised at getting herded between the two of them as you moved through the building. When they decided to split off Benny nodded towards Dean so you followed him.

You and Dean moved slowly, clearly every corner carefully. As you walked further you got the sense of something behind you but it wasn't that familiar sense of Benny. Dean must have as well because you both turned at the same time. You moved to clear the area but something dropped behind Dean, he spun as a blonde vamp threw him across the room then sat his eyes on you, you ducked hi first blow but the second caught you hard. The vamp ignored you and went after Dean.

You heard him say "Didn't know Benny was bringing a friend" and Dean's response of "You're not gonna talk a lot are you?" You got to your feet in enough time to see Desmond crush Dean's syringe of Dead man's blood. You couldn't see what was going on but he was going towards Dean's neck. You ran across the floor, plunging your own syringe into Desmond's back, he turned towards you as if to grab you but before he could Benny came out of nowhere and sliced his head clean off. You half smiled "Nice timing"

"Took ya long enough" Dean groaned so Benny looked down at him "You've lost a step friend" he helped Dean to his feet before adding "You need to lay off the junkfood" it was only then that you saw the blood on Dean's neck and felt your stomach drop. You looked back at Benny who wouldn.'t meet your eyes "I'm fine" was all he said before turning away.

You and Dean exchanged a look but you didn't know what to do. If the blood was bothering Benny probably not the best decision to approach him but on the flip side he was nothing short of one broken shoelace away if he thought he didn't have yours and Dean's trust. You both watched Benny walk out wordlessly.

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You cut your eyes at Dean's neck then dug the bandana out of your inner pocket "Here" he took it with a smile "Thanks" he looked back towards where Benny had walked away "That's pretty decent control" you nodded slowly "Think we should go after him or give him a minute?"

He shrugged "What happened between you two when I left?" you dropped your gaze and he chuckled "In that case, lets let him catch his breath so he doesn't feel some type of way then we'll go after him" you raised your eyes back to him "So, you're good with it?" he nodded "Yeah, as long as he's good to you and stays with his nose clean"

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When you and Dean made it to where Benny stood at the fence line he didn't turn at your approach before asking "My life here is over, isn't it?" you glanced at Dean who nodded before saying "Afraid so..once word gets out..the machete swingers that'll come for you..you can't take em all..it's impossible and I'm not letting Nix be put at the risk either..Benny if you care about her..about Elizabeth..guys like us don't get a home and it's rare to get family.."

"You got Sam" Benny told him and he nodded "Benny, you gotta go deep underground...where nobody knows who you are..Nix can help.." you were silent until that point, the thought of losing Benny making your mind race. He finally turned to face you and Dean "I got one thing I gotta do before I leave here"

Benny wanted to see Elizabeth one more time. You stood between him and Dean outside the cafe. Benny was watching Elizabeth move around through the window and you felt your heart ache for him yet again. Dean pulled you into his side "We need to talk" you touched Benny's arm gently to let him know you were moving before you followed Dean to the trunk of the impala.

He stood there for a moment, looking at Benny before turning to you with your duffle of clothes in his hand "Go with him Nix. I'll swing through Sioux Falls and get you a car running from Bobby's old junkyard and bring it to you..." "You and Sam?" you asked and he smiled "We'll be ok sweetheart" "Hunting?" he shrugged "You were out the game for two years, I think you can take a few weeks off, hell you deserve it"

You looked back at Benny "Sam will never understand" "He will come around" Dean assured you so you looked back at him with a smile before pulling him into a hug "I'm gonna miss you" he patted your back "I'll catch up to you two soon, I promise. Any trouble just call and I'll come running"

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When you two walked back over to Benny he held his hand out to Dean who grabbed it "Thanks for not giving up on me, brother" Dean smiled "Don't give me a reason to" Dean nodded to you "And take care of her"

Benny eyed your bag then looked up at you "Darlin, I can't ask you to walk away from your life" "Good thing you're not. I'm just taking a break" he smiled "In that case, let's hit the road" you hugged Dean once more before following Benny to his truck.

You weren't far out of Carencro when Benny's phone rang. He cut his eyes at you before answering it with a smile 'Hey, Liz. How's your shift going?" you'd turned your attention out the window until you felt Benny's mood shift as he said "Who is this?"

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Martin went after Elizabeth. You had Dean on the phone before Benny ever turned the truck around good. You were currently arguing with them both, Benny across the truck and Dean on speaker "Listen to me! He is gonna be looking for Benny's truck so I get his eyes on me and you two come in the back, he is one wacked out human..we can handle this!"

"And if he hurts you and Liz?" they both asked in damn near unison "He won't hurt her, I won't let him and if he hurts me well I've got one of the strongest hunters that's ever walked and the only vampire that's made it back topside after purgatory backing my play. I trust you two with my life, trust me enough to let me try to diffuse this because if Martin ends up dead it is gonna go over a lot better with me or Dean having the killing blow"

You spotted headlights fall in behind the truck as Dean said "Benny get in with me"

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You took a deep breath as you pulled the truck to a stop. You climbed out and walked up onto the porch. You eased the door opened and looked around to see Elizabeth tied to a chair. You gave her a soft smile "It's gonna be ok Liz" her eyes were wide and christ she looked terrified "Nix? What's going on?"

Martin looked around her from where he was crouched behind her chair, using her as a shield "He sent you? Couldn't even face his own comeuppance?" You shrugged "I volunteered. Now let her go, you got a new hostage"

He shook his head before standing up, a knife to Elizabeth's throat "Not quite. Do you have any idea what a disgrace you are to hunters? You and Dean both?" You saw the way Elizabeth flinched when the blade got closer to her neck and felt your anger flare "Why? Because we didn't go in blind? Benny helped us take out who was dropping bodies"

Elizabeth looked at you "Who's Benny?" You immediately kicked yourself for the slip up. Martin chuckled "Oh she doesn't know, does she?" "Leave her the hell out of this. You hate him, me and Dean right? Hurt me, they'll both come after you but she's not a part of this"

"Oh but isn't she? Your vampire lover's great grand daughter" Elizabeth's eyes never left yours "Vampire?" You took a step closer "Ok Martin, I'll ask once. What do you want?" "Your vampire dead along with you and Dean because if you uphold it you're no better" "Then kill me" you taunted and he tightened his grip enough that the blade knicked Elizabeth. You made a dive for him, effectively knocking the blade out of his hand.

"GO!" You screamed at Elizabeth, never taking your eyes off Martin. She ran towards the door about the time Martin pulled the machete from his side "I'll make him and Dean both pay and send you on to hell" you shrugged "I know a guy" then waved him towards yourself "Cmon"

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Dean grabbed Elizabeth the moment she made it outside. "He's got a knife! Nix is in there!" Her eyes were wide with fear as she looked from him to Benny "Help her!"

The two men burst in the door of the cafe in enough time to see Martin's body drop. For a moment they were relieved until the scent of blood hit Benny's nose and it wasn't Martin's.

You turned to face them and touched the handle of the knife that was buried in your stomach gently and groaned "Son of a bitch had a third blade" before you crumpled.

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Dean caught you before you hit the floor. His eyes flicked towards your face then back to the blade. If the blood and positioning was any indication the son of a bitch had hit your spleen, which meant you'd bleed to death before any ambulance could get to them. "Nix, look at me sweetheart" he begged and your eyes met his and a weak smile slipped onto your face "Is Lizzie ok?" He nodded "She's fine"

Benny felt his world collapse around him as you struggled to breathe in Dean's arms. He was going to lose you, for good. "Dean.." he tried but the hunter shook his head "Get your ass over here and open a vein"

"What?" Benny asked even as he went to Dean's side and your eyes locked onto his "Turn her" Dean demanded, holding a knife out. "What?" Benny asked and Dean shouted "DID I STUTTER GODDAMMIT. IF YOU LOVE HER TURN HER! WE CAN CURE HER AS LONG SHE DOESNT FEED!"

Benny had never known of a cure but he took the blade without another word, slicing across his wrist as Dean passed you to his lap "C'mon Nix, drink" Dean demanded, helping to prop you up.

The moment the blood hit your mouth your nose crumpled but you did as they said, when your drinking got weak Benny moved his hand to your head, easing it back to ensure you got enough blood into your system for the change to happen.

He watched the bleeding in your stomach and when it slowed he nodded to Dean to pull the knife free. Eventually you passed out in his lap. "Did it work?" Dean asked so Benny pulled your shirt up enough that Dean could see the wound mending "It's working now what do we need for this cure?"

Every one of your senses were in over drive when consciousness came rushing back. The lights were too bright although the room was lit just by a few candles, you could tell there were three heartbeats in the room next to you and could clock each of them as belonging to Dean, Liz and Sam in that order.

You felt arms around you and realized it was Benny, what the fuck had happened? Memories flooded you... Martin stabbing you, Dean screaming at Benny to turn you then the metallic twinge of blood being forced down your throat. "Am I?:" you asked and Benny nodded "Just for a little while. Dean and Elizabeth are making the cure as we speak"

You turned to face him and saw the two of you were sitting on a small couch "Where are we?" He looked around "This place belonged to my daughter. Lizzie said no one's been here in years" You wanted to ask how she'd taken the news, how he'd taken her knowing but you were wondering why you weren't going batshit feral "How am I calm?" Benny shrugged "Turns out your maker can help soothe you as well so I'm doing everything I can to keep you calm"

You nodded slowly before allowing yourself the urge to curl up against his chest "Thank you for saving me" you whispered and he replied "Don't thank me yet, Dean said the next few days are gonna be hell on you after you take the cure" you cut your eyes up at him and the way he was watching every movement of yours "I'll be ok Benny. Thanks to you..."

He smiled, placing a gentle kiss to your lips "Just rest sugar"

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A while later Elizabeth and Dean walked in and she was carrying a Mason jar full of a thick red liquid. You swallowed hard remembering some of the ingredients for the cure.

"Elizabeth are you ok?" You asked, taking the jar from her hand and she nodded "Thanks to you" her eyes cut towards Benny and she smiled "Even if you're a little young for my great grand father"

You smiled at seeing the ease between the two, how had she accepted the truth so easily? You didn't have time to think about it at the moment so you just held the jar up "Here's to my health" and tipped it back.

The moment it hit your stomach you felt the room shift and Dean said "Here comes the first wave" before chunking Benny a bucket. Benny managed to get the bucket under your mouth and your hair pulled back fast enough before you emptied the contents of your stomach. The moment you were through puking you felt darkness wash over you and heard Dean say "It's normal you two, I promise" right before you passed out again.

The worse two days of your life occurred over the next forty eight hours. You threw up more than humanly possible, went through chills hard enough you were fairly certain you cracked a few teeth only to be burning up the next moment.

Dean, Sam and Elizabeth came and went but Benny remained at your side for every last bit of it. The third day when you woke up you were alone in the bedroom but smells coming from the kitchen made your stomach growl.

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You eased yourself out of bed and walked over to the door, aware that you were wearing one of Bennys shirts and a pair of Deans boxers but not caring considering Dean and Sam had seen worse and Elizabeth had helped Benny help you clean up.

The first thing you noticed was the light didn't hurt anymore. There were no heartbeats in your ear besides your own.

Benny and Sam stood talking at the stove while Dean and Elizabeth were sitting at the table. You laughed lightly "Damn all i had to do was nearly die and we're all one big happy family" every set of eyes turned towards your voice.

Sam somehow made it to you before Dean or Benny. "Nix, I am so sorry" you held up your hand "Easy Winchester. We don't do guilt trips. Just hug me and we're good" "Hug her gently" Benny added with a laugh that made Elizabeth scold him "Don't tease him! He was worried"

One by one you hugged them all. Dean whispered into your ear "Told ya the nickname Phoenix suits you" you shook your head at him before Elizabeth was pulling you into a hug "I owe you my life" you pulled back to look at her with a smile "You don't owe me anything Elizabeth" she hugged you once more before looking over at Benny "Uh oh, I think he's jealous you're showing attention to another Lafitte"

You walked over to Benny and he wrapped both arms around you "How's about not scaring any of us like that again?" You cut your eyes up at him "I'll try but it'll cost ya a kiss" Dean and Sam groaned playfully and you heard Elizabeth tell them both to hush before Benny smiled "I can manage that" and leaned down to catch your lips in a gentle kiss.

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