Pairing: Reader x Dean
Word Count: 3,826
Warnings: Mentions of blood, fainting
Summary: Out of all the things to happen on your birthday, the one thing you hadn’t expected was to wake up in the universe of your favorite show, Supernatural.
A/N: I just wondered what would happen if you suddenly showed up in the bunker one day.
Your name: submit What is this?
Your first thought after opening your eyes was that it was your birthday. Giddiness swelled up inside of you and you grinned, staring up at the blank ceiling above you. It only took a moment before you smile began to fade. Your bedroom ceiling had glow-in-the-dark stars on it; they’d been stuck there ever since the third grade when you’d got them as a gift from your aunt in Connecticut. Slowly, you sat up and looked around. The room was orderly and the furnishings were the bare minimum.
“We’re not in Kansas anymore,” you murmured to yourself, carefully swinging your legs over the side of the bed and standing. The floor was cold beneath your feet and you looked down. Concrete floors beneath your feet and wooden furniture. The room looked strangely like Sam’s on Supernatural, and you wondered if maybe this was some kind of strange practical joke by your sisters. You opened the door and peeked outside. This can’t be real, you thought, stepping out into the hallway. It was an exact replica of the hallway of the bunker. I don’t know how she did this, but she’s really stepped up her game for my birthday… You walked down the hall. Smelling bacon, you smiled and followed the winding corridor towards the heavenly scent. Your dad always made bacon on your birthday and the giddiness was back.
You had only taken a few steps into the kitchen when the unmistakeable sound of a gun cocking came from behind you. You froze in place, looking around the room. This was not your kitchen. This was…
“The bunker,” you whispered.