dean talon

I met Dean at a diner just outside of New Orleans.  It was the first time I’d seen him since Sam had left for Stanford so I paused before opening the door to look him over.  He really hadn’t changed much, a little more muscular and there were worry lines on his face that hadn’t been there two years before.  He looked scared, something I’d never seen in the years I’d known him.  I took a deep breath and opened the door.

He looked up as the bell rang, a smile lighting his face when he saw me come in.  He jumped up from his seat and wrapped me in a bear hug.  I gave him a quick return squeeze before steering him to a booth as far from the door as possible.  When the waitress came over Dean ordered coffee and I ordered a soda.  We both waved off menus when she brought us our drinks and she was smart enough to leave us alone after that.

“So what are you doing down here,” i asked as soon as I was sure we’d be by ourselves for awhile.

“Voodoo job,” Dean replied in a monotone. “Dad sent me. When I finished I tried to call him but his number had been disconnected.  I’ve got Sammy’s number but I don’t want to call him unless I have too…”

I picked up on his unease. “Don’t want to call him or afraid he won’t pick up?”

“Um, both,” he said after a minute. Then he turned that smile on me that always seemed to get him the girls. “You always could see right through my bullshit, Cece.”

I patted his hand, “Big brother, you are as transparent as a glass of water to anyone who knows you.”

I finished my soda with one big swig and tossed some money on the table. “Let’s go see if we can find John.”

Mommy Winchester (Part 12)

Winchester x reader

Warnings: Language, Violence

(Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13)

A/N: Events of the show will not be in order (so probable spoilers)


“Cail,” Dean calls, his eyes not leaving the sheriff. “C’mere.”

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