The Secret (5)

prologue; part one; part two; part three; part four; part five; part six; part sevenpart eight; part nine; part ten;

The stage lights dimmed into darkness and the concert was done.

“THAT WAS THE BEST!” Zoe screamed, flopping back into her seat with her legs still swinging excitedly off the edge. She had been dancing and jumping around for three hours. It was only thanks to sugar that she was still awake. “Did you see Kai, Mummy? He looked right at my face!” she exclaimed loudly, slapping her hands against her rosy cheeks.

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{Days 21 & 22/100 of Productivity}

I couldn’t post yesterday because I didn’t have time to do any studying…

Today though I’ve finally got off my ass (after four days) and pushed through the tiredness. I guess I’d just exhausted myself from not stopping since like November. I went ice skating and improved some jumps, then came home and had a three hour nap (nice). Got to 8pm and I started contemplating whether I should have another day off or just get on with it. So here I am. Getting on with it with my cup of double-strength tea in hand.

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The Tattoo - Part Two

Pairing: Luke & Y/N 

Words: 3300+

Warning: This is minor smut, read with caution. 


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Imagine Playing Truth Or Dare With Dean - Part 4

Author’s Note: Hey guys! I never intended for this little mini-series to happen, but I’m kind of in love with it so hopefully you all don’t mind this one last part. Thanks for reading, and be sure to send in any requests you have! Have a great week! - Nat xo

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The warm breeze swept your hair into your face and ruffled the pages of the book you were reading. Spread out on a blanket overlooking the lake, you took a deep breath and let it out slowly. This was perfection. 

Hunting wasn’t an easy job - everyone knew that - and when you could afford to take a vacation, you all but jumped on the opportunity. Dean had driven you three hours away from the bunker to spend the weekend doing nothing but relaxing and being together. The thought of him made you smile. 

Dean had been in your life for so many years, you couldn’t imagine a day without him. You’d been together for the last three and a half, and you couldn’t help the smile that lit your face when you thought back to the game of Dare that had led you to this exact moment. Looking over to your left, you saw Dean standing with his fishing pole, looking so serene that you were sure this would be your version of heaven, if you ever made it. 

Letting out another content sigh, you set aside your book and let your head fall back, opting to just keep your eyes closed and enjoy the sunshine. 

You awoke not long after to the feeling of light kisses being peppered over your face. You smiled, still not ready to open your eyes, and heard Dean’s soft chuckle. It was smoother than honey, and you swore you would bathe in it if you could. Before you could say anything, though, he spoke.

“A long time ago, we used to play this game. I don’t know if you remember it, but we would do these dares,” he paused, taking in the smirk on your face. His own lips quirked up, and you could hear the telltale signs of a smile in his voice when he continued. “Anyway, we haven’t done that in a long time. And I’ve been thinking… I have one more for you.”

You waited, sure that he would ago ahead and tell you what it was - Dean wasn’t much for keeping secrets from you, especially if it would be something fun. You raised your eyebrows, silently signalling him to go on, and you heard his quiet chuckle once more.

“I dare you to marry me.”

Your eyes immediately shot open, and you were momentarily blinded by the reflection of the sun on the water. A couple blinks later you could finally see, and when you trained your eyes on Dean, he was knelt beside you holding a little black box.

“I know this life ain’t easy. But I don’t even wanna think about spending it with anyone else. So tell me,” he murmured, his forest green eyes shining brightly. Leaning in, he pressed a kiss to your cheek and finished. “Do you take the dare?”

You grinned.

“I do.”



Thirty minutes after setting off from Turkey, the motor on their boat, which was meant for six people but carrying 20, began to fail. Most of those on board it could not swim. With no other alternative, Mardini, Sarah and two strong swimmers jumped into the sea and swam for three hours in open water to stop their dinghy from capsizing, eventually reaching Lesbos.

“We were the only four who knew how to swim,” she said of the experience. “I had one hand with the rope attached to the boat as I moved my two legs and one arm. It was three and half hours in cold water. Your body is almost like … done. I don’t know if I can describe that.”