Pairing: Dean x Reader
Warning: Angst, Injured Dean, Language.
Part Three - The Compromise @melonshino(Link coming soon)
A/N: Written for @spnbuddywriters SPN Team Building Challenge. I was fortunate enough to get buddied up with two amazing ladies @hanny-writes-spn and @melonshino. I for one had a blast with this challenge. Hope y’all like it.
Prompt: “What the hell is that sound coming out of you?”
*not my GIF*
Sam was behind the wheel of the Impala, racing down the near empty highway, you and Dean in the backseat, trying to keep him conscious. It was a bad hunt that ended even worse. The demon got what was coming to him, but not before he managed to get to Dean. Dean had jumped out of dodge, but the demon managed to give him a big flare across the stomach.
“Babe, come on.. Stay with me,” you said, cradling Dean’s face in your one hand while the other tried to minimize the bleeding. God, there was a lot of blood. “Sam, you need to step on it.”
You met Sam’s eyes in the rearview mirror, his hazel eyes portraying the fear and panic you were feeling.
“How’s he doing?” Sam asked, putting his eyes back on the road.
“He’s losing a lot of blood, Sam, and he keeps falling in and out of consciousness.” Tears started to well in your eyes as the reality of the situation started to kick in. you couldn’t lose him. “Take the next right, I know a safe place to stop that is closer than the bunker.”
You hadn’t been back to the house you grew up in since after your dad’s funeral, you just couldn’t stomach the thought of living there without him, so you just never went back. You still weren’t thrilled about the idea, but Dean’s life was on the line.
“What?” Sam asked in confusion.
“Just follow my directions and we’ll be there in about twenty minutes.”
Your dad had been a hunter too, so you were pretty sure you’d be able to find what you needed to put your boyfriend back in one piece.