One Shot – Dean Winchester 2

‘Y/N!” Dean screamed as Amara snapped her fingers, taking the life out of your body.

He caught you mid-air as you fell towards the ground, limp in his arms.

“What did you do!?” Sam yelled, rushing by his brother’s side. He ran his fingers through your hair, tears welling in his eyes as he looked down at your peaceful face.


“She was in our way, Dean.” Amara said calmly, staring down at the hunter’s softness in awe. “Don’t you see? You and are are going to be together. I know you feel it too. We belong together.”

“No, Amara! We don’t!” He yelled, voice breaking, unable to hold back the tears falling down his face.

He passed your body to Sam, the younger brother cradling you gently, while he stood to face God’s sister. “Y/N and I, we were complicated, we fought like all hell, but we were real! She loved me with every fiber of her being! Not because I unleashed her. Not because I was the first person she saw. Not because of some divine fate. She loved me for me. For all the good and all the bad, she loved me.

As connected as she believed they were, she could feel his love for the woman. “But you and I -”

“There is no you and I, Amara! There can never be.” Dean hung his head, frustrated in her inability to understand. “I can’t deny that I feel something for you. Something that I can’t explain, but it’s not natural. You put it there. What I feel for Y/N  – that’s love.”
Amara walked over, her hands cupping Dean’s cheeks. There was a twinge of something in her chest, something she never thought she could feel for one of her brother’s creations. Sadness. She felt sadness. Sadness for a human.

Reading into his eyes, she didn’t have the heart to keep him to herself. Not if he belonged to someone else, dead or alive.

She let go of him, walking past him to the woman lying in his brother’s protective grip. Sam holding you close against his chest, bracing you from whatever harm she could cause but Amara moved him aside, bringing the you to the ground gently. She admired your hair. The tan in your skin. The pink in your lips. As beautiful as you were, it was your heart Dean had fallen for. She couldn’t rip it away from him.

She leaned forward, the brothers watching defenseless, as she kissed Y/N on the head before disappearing.

They heard you take a breath of air and immediately ran to you. Dean wrapped his arms around you tighter than he ever had before, letting his tears fall into her shirt.

“Woah woah,” You said, hugging him back but pulling away to look at his face. “What the hell just happened?”

“It’s a long story.” Sam answered, meeting your eyes.

“I’m just so glad you’re back.” Dean sighed, pulling you into his chest again.


His heart pounded from the thought of almost losing you. Out of all the cases and all the shit you’d been through together, this was the closest he’d gotten to losing you for good and it was from something he was powerless against.

This couldn’t happen again.

Never again.

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