Summary: Based on 12x10. Your boyfriend Dean finally comes home from the prison, and you’re excited to see him because he was in there for so long and you missed him.
“What do you mean I can’t go with you?” You demand to Castiel, earning pity eyes from him.
“We can’t risk having you go along with us. You’re not a hunter and we don’t know what we’re going into. I’m not letting you go in and risk getting hurt. You mean too much to us, especially to Dean.” Mary commented when she saw the glare you were giving Castiel.
They had potentially found out where Sam and Dean were after two months of them being gone, locked up somewhere for attempted murder of the president. You missed them, you missed Dean.
“What am I supposed to do? Stay here in the bunker?” You scoff as if it was the dumbest idea you have heard in your life. You knew the two of them were right, that you weren’t a hunter and going along wasn’t a good idea, but you wanted to see Dean.
“That’s exactly what you’re going to do.” Mary tells you, putting her hand on your shoulder. “I know you miss him. We miss him, too. But we’ll bring him home safe. I promise.”
“Please.” Your eyes start watering up. “Don’t let anything else bad happen to him.”
The entire time they were gone, you couldn’t rest. No one was responding to your messages, which just made your mind wander more, but you tried to not let it get to you. You’d trust Mary and Castiel with your life, so you were going to have to trust them on this.
Dean and you started dating about a year ago, but had known each other your entire life. You were Bobby’s daughter, which is ironic considering that you aren’t a hunter. He had kept you away from hunting your entire life, which you were okay with since you wanted a normal life.
One night, after a long few hours of drinking, Dean confessed to you that his feelings for you were more than platonic. You were shocked, as you hadn’t really ever thought about him as more than a brother figure, but as time went on you started to develop feelings for him. The two of you officially had gotten together after the whole Chuck and Amara situation was dealt with, and you’d been pretty happy ever since then. Obviously there were bumps on the road, but every relationship has those.
When Castiel came back to the bunker that one horrible day, telling you what happened with Lucifer/the President, you broke down sobbing. You were convinced that this was it, you were never going to see him again.
The past two months have been hard. You’ve been keeping busy with work, but the sadness in your chest from Dean being gone was definitely still present. You had no idea what was happening to him in there, whether or not he was even alive.
You sigh, shaking the thoughts off your mind and remembering to stay positive. They’re going to get him, he’s going to be okay. So is Sam.
You walk into the kitchen and heat up some leftover pizza from the night before, as you haven’t eaten all day and it was just now catching up to you. You glance over at the clock. Midnight. They’d been gone all day, and that was starting to make you worry more. They said they should have been back by tonight.
You take the pizza out of the microwave and take it over to the couch, turning on the TV to some cheesy romantic movie while you ate your food. You could feel the tiredness seeking in, but you ignored it for as long as possible. You wanted to be awake when they got home.
You jolt up off the couch, the sounds of voices flooding through the bunker awakening you from your sleep. There was now a blanket on top of you, indicating that someone had come home and covered you up. Your heart flutters, hoping that it’s Dean.
You look at the time on your phone- three in the morning. You rub your eyes and get off the couch, slowly walking into the room where the voices are coming from. Castiel, Sam, and Dean are sitting around the table and drinking beers, all looking stressed.
“Dean?” You say quietly, your smile growing wide. His face brightens up when he sees you, and you run over into his arms.
“Jesus, Y/N.” He holds you tightly, placing his chin above your head. “I missed you.”
“You’re alive.” You smile as you hold back your tears of joy. “I’m so happy to see you. And you too, Sam.” You look over at Sam. “I’m glad both of you are okay.”
Castiel scoffs, which makes Dean glare at him, but you don’t press it. Not tonight. You’re just glad to see your boyfriend home safe and sound- two months was a long time.
“Let’s go to bed, baby.”
“Are you sure? I mean the three of you seemed like you were having a conversation.” You say. Truth be told, you wanted nothing more than for him to go to bed with you, but you didn’t want to seem like you were pulling him away from Sam or Castiel.
“Nothing we can’t talk about later. I’m tired and I missed you and I want to go lay down with my girl.” He smiles at you before picking you up bridal style and carrying you off to the bedroom.
“You should have woken me up when you got here.” You pout as he sets you down gently on his bed. He starts unzipping his pants, leaving him in only his boxer as he crawls in bed beside you.
“You looked peaceful. Didn’t want to have to interrupt that. Besides, I had some… stuff to talk about with Cas first.”
“Like what?” You frown, and you turn off the lamp beside the bed, making it dark in the room.
“We can talk about it tomorrow.” Dean sighs. “Tonight, I just want to relax. Haven’t seen you in two months. You have no idea how terrible it was there.”
“I could imagine.”
Dean wraps his arms around your waist and brings you closer to him, his chest pressed up against your back. You could feel his slow, steady heartbeat, and you smile.
“I love you.” You sigh, turning around and facing him.
“I love you, too.”
Dean presses his lips to yours, giving you a soft and sweet kiss. He wraps his leg around your thigh and pins you underneath him, deepening the kiss.
“Dean,” You breathe out. “As much as I would love to do this right now, I’m exhausted. It’s almost four in the morning.”
“Two months, Y/N.” He whines, but rolls off of you anyways. “I don’t know how much longer I can wait.”
You laugh and bring his arm around your waist again, putting you two in the same position you were in before. You were about to fall asleep when you felt Dean’s lips press onto shoulder, making chills go throughout your body.
“I don’t know how I got so lucky. I love you so much.” He says in a hushed voice, unsure if you were asleep or not. You smile and let sleep take over you, knowing that you’ll always be safe in his arms.
Summary: Cas finds you after you were hurt on a hunt. You’re too cold to go look for Sam and Dean, so Cas…warms you up.
I shouldn’t write summaries lmao
Pairing: Castiel x Reader
Word Count: 1.6k
Dizzy, nauseas, blood, ouch, so much blood, was all you could think as you peeled yourself up off the floor. You’d collapsed after slicing off the last vampire’s head, and apparently, no one had found you yet. You felt your pockets for your phone, which was nowhere to be found.
Dammit, you thought. You were gonna die here. You’d lost so much blood from that vampire attacking you. You made your way to a dirty old couch in the abandoned house you were in and waited. There was no way you could leave here on your own. Thirty minutes must’ve went by, and still no sign of Sam Dean, or Cas.