Picture Perfect - Dean Winchester x Reader x Sam Winchester - Chapter 3
Title: Picture Perfect
Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader, Dean Winchester x Reader
Word Count: 4,623
Prompt: I got it! Can you do a fic where Sam dies while (Y/N) is pregnant with his child and so Dean helps her raise the child and they live the apple pie life and right when Dean wants to propose to (Y/N), Sam returns to life & ANGST. Please and thank you
A/N: Let’s show this some love guys!
You stared at the mug that stood in front of you on the coffee table, the hot beverage having gotten cold long ago. What was it again? Jody had offered it to you but you didn’t even remember what you told her, your thoughts were clouding your vision the entire time. You knew Dean was upstairs with Mary, probably talking to her. You didn’t know if he was trying to explain to her what was going on. But if he was you were sure he would have been having a really hard time. You couldn’t comprehend what was happening on the first place yourselves, how could you explain it to a little girl? Gosh, she must have been so confused and maybe scared. That was not the way you wanted it to happen, not that you had ever thought it would, but she was only a little child. How could she take all of this?
You couldn’t even begin to think how Dean would be feeling at the moment either. You knew very well that his emotions just like yours would be mixed. On one hand his brother, the one he loved more than anything, was back from the dead. But on the other hand he was the father of the child he considered as his, the child he raised as his own, and… the man you loved way before him and for much longer.
As far as Sam was concerned, well, the last time you saw him it was on the living room after… Mary called Dean “dad”. You knew that no matter what was going to happen after this, you would never forget the look you saw on the younger Winchester’s face. It was going to hunt not only your days but also your dreams, that much you were sure about. You couldn’t clearly describe it, not entirely. You knew that he was heartbroken but you couldn’t exactly grasp the extend to which he was hurting. You probably didn’t even want to imagine how much he would be suffering at hearing his own child, his first and only child, call another man that was actually his brother her dad.
As that your mind raced back to the moment you opened the door and came face to face with the man you loved more than anything but considered to belong ago dead.
“Sam” you breathed out, your heart leaping to your throat. It came as a statement but not a conscious one, almost like a reflex before you could realize it. Because for all you knew it could be a demon parading in your… boyfriend’s body. Gosh the mere thought felt so foreign all of a sudden.
“H-Hey baby.” his voice sounded a little more hoarse than it usually would but not really different than what you remembered.