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Dean Winchester x named reader (eventually)

Series Warning: language violence, angst, fluff, sexual content, Gore, molestation, mention of sexual harassment, usual supernatural violence. (If you’re triggered by any of these then please don’t read)

(A/n- I had to give the reader a name, there’s reason behind it but you can change it if you want. I changed some of the plot and some of the scenes but mostly it’s the same. I do not own the supernatural series but there are some things that are completely my imagination, it has nothing to do with the actual mythology or the series)

Wendigo part 2

Season one. Episode Two.

Wendigo (part 3)

"it's trying to draw us out. Just stay cool, stay put." Dean said.

"Inside the magic circle?" Roy scoffed.

"Not the best time for douchbaggery, Roy. You wanna stay alive? Stay inside the circle." You spat back at him.

"Help." It screamed again. It let out a inhumanly growl and ran around in the woods. "Ok, that's no grizzly."

Haley screamed as something ran past her and you turn to that way with your shotgun. "It's here." Roy started shooting as it kept running around. "I hit it." He said and took off to that direction.

"Roy, No, stop Roy." You yelled after him but he kept running. "Don't move." You pointed to Haley and Ben and ran after him as Sam and Dean followed you. No matter how much you wanna kill Roy, if he died on this hunt you wouldn't help but feel like it's on you.

Suddenly you couldn't hear Roy's voice anymore but you guys kept calling out for him. Sam pointed the torch around but there was no sign of Roy or the wendigo, which only meant one thing and it wasn't good.

You made your way back to the campsite and decided to wait till morning. You sat down in front of a big rock and leaned against it. You felt someone sit beside you and you turned your head to see it was Dean.

"Hey." You gave him a small smile.

"Hey. How you holding up?" He asked and you gave him a confused look. "Jessica was Sam's girlfriend but she was your best friend too. Between everything I forgot to ask you how you are?"

"I've been better. We were really close you know. Sometimes I feel like it was my fault. Whenever I get attached with someone they end up like her."

"Hey, it's not your fault. It's his fault, that thing that killed her." He said taking your face in his hand. "You understand?" He asked and you nodded.

"You know, earlier, how you said you don't have a family? You do. You have me, you have Sam. You have Bobby, that man treated you like his own daughter ever since you were born. You have John, you know he always thought you were smarter than me, even though you're seven years younger?" He said making you chuckle at the last part.

"Well, you were the one who used to trip on soda cans and great unconscious."

"Hey, that was one time, okay. And I wasn't looking at it." He defended himself but then started laughing with you.

You stopped laughing after you noticed he was just starting at you with a big smile on his face. You smile back at him and you swear you saw his eyes travel to your lips for a while but so did yours.

"You have a very beautiful laugh." He commented making you blush. You did not reply instead you wrapped your arms around his neck and slid closer to him. He hesitated before wrapping his arms around your waist and hugging you tight. You rested your head on his shoulder. Both of you didn't say anything for the rest of the night and you did not get even a single nightmare that night. That was the most peaceful sleep you got ever since you're mom died. You knew you were safe in Dean Winchester's arms and no nightmare could hurt you.

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"I don't understand, these type of things aren't supposed to be real." Haley said as you looked around the woods near the campsite. "I wish I could tell you different."

"How do we know it's not out there watching us?" She asked.

"We don't, but we are safe for now."

"Hey." Sam said as he walked out of nowhere. "So, we've got half a chance in the daylight. And I for one ..... Wanna kill this evil sun off a bitch." He said looking at you as he repeated your words from last night and you gave him a smirk.

Sam opened John's journal and started explaining Haley and Ben about wendigo.

"How does a man turn into one of those things?" She asked.

"Its always the same, during harsh winter, A guy finds himself starving, Cut off from supplies or help. Becomes a cannible to survive. Eats other members of his tribe or camp."

"Like the Donner party." Ben asked looking at you and you nodded. "Exactly like Donner party."

"Cultures all over the work believe that eating human flesh gives a person certain abilities..... Speed, strength, immortality."

"If you eat enough of it over years, you become this less-than-human thing. You're always hungry." Dean and Sam kept explaining and you chipped in now and then.

"So, how can Tommy still be alive?" Haley asked and you grimaced at the idea of the Wendigo keeping him alive just to feed now and then.

"More than anything a wendigo knows how to last long Winters without food. It keeps it's victims alive, stores them, so it can feed whenever it wants. If your brother's alive it's keeping him somewhere dark, hidden and safe. We're gonna track it back to there."

"And then how do we stop it?" Haley asked making you smirk.

"We're gonna torch this motherfucker..... Mind my language." You said looking at Ben. You turn around to make your way into the woods.

Dean and you were walking ahead everyone and Sam was at the back. You saw big bloody claw marks on the trees, like the one you saw on Mr Shaw's chest.

"Dean, Sam" you called out and they walked up beside you. They looked at the claw prints as well. "You know I was thinking that those claw prints so clear and distinct, they were almost too easy to follow." You whispered to them and just then you heard a growling voice and you turned to it's direction.

The wendigo kept running around you. You heard Haley screaming and you turned to her just as a body fell from the tree she was standing under.

"You ok?" You asked and helped her up.

"His neck's broken." Dean said checking the body which turned out to be Roy. "okay, move, run, go go go go." Dean yelled and ushered everyone.

You let out a yelp when your ankle got stuck in a twig and you fell. Dean immediately came back running. "Dean go, I can't get up. You better run." You pushed him away but he kneeled down and helped you get your feet out of the twig. "Just go, please."

"I'm not leaving you here." he said before picking you up knowing how you must have broken your ankle. He started running as fast as he could with you in his arms. You saw Ben fell on the way and you were about to tell him to leave you and help him but Sam got him already.

Dean kept running but suddenly the Wendigo jumped in front of you. Making Dean and Haley stop in their tracks. She let out loud shriek. It grabbed you and Dean but it couldn't take Haley. You passed out when it's hand pressed too tightly around your neck.

"Hey, hey, sweetheart." You heard Dean say when you started to wake up. Something was tightly tied around your wrist and you could feel blood trickling down your forehead. "You awake?" He asked making you groan.

"Yeah. I'm going to kill this son of a bitch." You said making him laugh. "yes we are, sweetheart, yes we are."

"Hey, don't pass out on me again." He said when you were about to black out again. "Come on keep talking. Sammy's gonna get to us soon."

"How?" You managed to ask.

"I left a trail of M&Ms. He'll follow them." He said sounding proud of himself.

"You had M&Ms? Why didn't you tell me? I was hungry." You said and your stomach grumbled as if it was agreeing with you.

"I tripped on soda can huh? You tripped on twigs."

"Seriously? This is what you wanna discuss right now?" you knew he was trying to keep you from passing out again as he kept tugging on the ties.

"Dean, Alex." You heard Sam and saw him running toward you. He quickly untied Dean as Ben untied you. He helped both of you to the ground and you kept groaning in pain.

"Princess you ok?" Dean asked and Ben sat you beside where Sam sat Dean.

"Where is it?" You groaned out.

"Its gone for now." Sam said.

It was hard breathing, it felt like it broke a couple of your ribs. You saw Haley started to cry as she walked up to a body hanging just like you were a few minutes ago.  He was alive, you could see.

"Cut him down." She said and Sam and Ben helped him down.

You looked around yourself and saw a duffle bag. You crawled toward it and started digging through it. A wide smile spread on your lips when your hand came in contact with flare guns.

"Check it out." You said and handed one to Dean. "Flare guns." He smirked at you.

"Those will work." Sam said. You hand one to him as well. All of you started you way out of there. Haley and Sam were helping Tommy and you and Dean were walking in front of them with your flare guns in your hands.

"Looks like someone's home for supper." Dean said when a growl was heard.

"We'll never outrun it." Haley said and you looked back at her. Dean looked at Sam and said "you thinking what I'm thinking?"

"Yeah, I think so." Sam replied and the wendigo growled again.

"Care to share with the class? We don't exactly have the mind reading superpower like you guys." Even in this physical condition you couldn't help but make a witty comment.

"You guys stay here with Sam, he's going to get you out of here." He said looking away from you.

"What you gonna do?" Haley asked. You looked at him curiously as well. He grinned at her and started to move away but you stopped him.

"Dean, wait, I'm coming with you." You ran up to him. "Sweetheart you're not exactly in the condition-"

"Oh and you are? Shut up, I'm coming with. And I'm not asking." You cut him off. He smirked and shook his head before shooting. "It's Chow time, you freaky bastard!" He yelled as you ran to the other direction with him.

"Yeah, that's right. Bring it on baby!" This time you were the one who yelled. "I taste good." You added. Both of you kept walking, looking for the wendigo as you held your ribs with one hand and the gun with the other. It hurts like hell but it wasn't exactly the time to complain about it.

"Hey, you want some white meat, bitch?"

"I don't think that wendigos are racist, Dean." You commented making him chuckle a bit before shouting again. You kept running toward the growling sound. You took a turn and saw the wendigo. Its back was facing you and it was hovering over Sam, Ben, Haley and Tommy

"Hey." You yelled and just as he turned around to face you, you and Dean shot it in the chest at the exact same moment. It started yelling and was sat on fire but you shot it ones again and again and again and until Dean pulled you back by you're waist. "Hey, I think it's enough. It is dead." He said and you handed him the gun.

"I just like my monsters extra crispy." You said and let out a wince in pain.

"You ok." He said as he pulled your hand away from your ribs to take a look himself. He lifted your tank top to see the purple and blue bruises.

"You need medic." He said before pulling down your top. "You did good." He said looking you in the eyes.

"Even though I tripped on a twig?" You asked.

"At least you didn't trip  on a soda can" he answered making you smile. You could swear that he looked proud of you.

*******

You sat there in the ambulance as a paramedic checked your BP and your wounds. Your eyes fixed on Dean and Haley talking and suprisingly you didn't feel jealous anymore. Because in a way, in a very weird way you knew you were something special to him and he was to you and no one could take that place.

Haley walked up to you after kissing Dean's cheek and saying goodbye to Sam.

"Thanks, Alex. For everything." She said and you smiled at her before she got inside the ambulance and sat beside her brother.

The paramedic said you were good to go so you got up and walked up to the brothers. Your eyes never leaving Dean and his never leaving you.

"Man, I hate camping." You said looking back at Haley and her brothers. "Me too." They replied in unison.

"Sam, you know we're gonna find Dad, right?" Dean asked looking away from you and to his brother.

"Yeah. I know. But in mean time..... I'm driving." He grinned at Dean and he was silent for a few minutes before throwing the keys to Sam and he caught them. Dean grabbed you by your waist and lead you to the back seat and got inside the shotgun himself. They shut the doors in sync.

"Any of you wake me up before sunrise and I'm gonna hurt you worse than the wendigo did." You said before leaning against the door.

"Somehow, i don't doubt that." Sam said as he kept driving.

As soon as you closed your eyes his face was in front of you but you tried to ignore it like you always do. A few minutes later it was gone and was replaced by Dean's. Your heart calmed down and you fell asleep while thinking about a certain green eyed hunter.

"Tell me you noticed that back there." Sam finally said after a pregnancy pause. Dean was hoping that they wouldn't have to have this conversation, that he was just overthinking. "Yeah I did." He sighed.

"What the hell was that. She didn't stop shooting even after it was burning."

"Maybe we are overthinking. Maybe she really does 'like her monsters extra crispy'." Dean said repeating get word from earlier. "No, Dean, I saw it on her face. The anger, the aggression. It was too much, for even a hunter. There's so much she's not telling us."

"Sam, its Alex we are talking about. She was always kind of you know, a mystery. We know her but we don't really know her, man. I don't think anyone does." Dean said and Sam let out a sigh. "We can't push her Sam, she'll tell us when she's ready." Sam nodded.

"Maybe, you're right." He replied and kept driving. Little did they know you listened to the whole conversation.

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Dead in the Water part 1

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Supernatural Series Rewrite

Supernatural Rewrite Masterlist

Dean Winchester x Named Reader (eventually)

Series Warning: language violence, angst, fluff, sexual content, Gore, molestation, mention of sexual harassment, usual supernatural violence. (If you’re triggered by any of these then please don’t read)

(A/n- I had to give the reader a name, there’s reason behind it but you can change it if you want. I changed some of the plot and some of the scenes but mostly it’s the same. I do not own the supernatural series but there are some things that are completely my imagination, it has nothing to do with the actual mythology or the series)

Bloody Mary (part 2)

Season one. Episode Five.

Bloody Mary (Part 3)

"I was on the job for 35 years, detective for most of that. Now everybody packs it in with a few loose ends but the Mary Worthington murder.....that one still gets me." The detective said answering one of your many questions.

"What exactly happened?" Dean asked as you sat silently looking around the room and the three men.

"You guys said you were reporters?" The detective said.

"We know Mary was 19, lived by herself. We know she won a few local contests, dreamt of getting out of Indiana being an actress. And we know that at the night of March 29th, someone broke into her apartment and murdered her. Cut out her eyes with a knife." Sam said, obviously being the only one out of the 3 of you who actually read about the case. Usually you'd do it but your mind wasn't in the right place right now.

"See, sir, when we ask you what happened." Dean said confidently.

"Technically, I'm not supposed to have a copy of this." He said pulling out a folder from the cabinet, you watched as the brothers shared a look. He started going through the folder and finally stopping at a picture which you assume was Mary laying in the pool of her own blood.  "See that there? T-R-E?" He asked and you all nodded in incision. "I think Mary was trying to spell out the name of her killer." Detective suggested.

"You know who that was?" Sam asked.

"Not for sure. But there was a local man, a surgeon, Trevor Sampson." He said pulling out a picture of a man in tux. "And I think he cut her up good." 

"Now, why would he do something like that?" You opened your mouth for the first time since you guys arrived here.

"Her diary mentioned a man she was seeing. She called him by his initial, T. Well, her last entry, she was gonna tell T's wife about their affair."

"But how do you know it was Sampson who killed her?" Dean asked.

"It's hard to say. But the way her eyes were cut out, it was almost professional." Detective said with a glint of sadness in his eyes.

"But you could never prove it?" You said, wording out the guilt inside his head. "No, no prints, no witnesses. He was meticulous."

"Is he still alive?" Asked Dean.

"Nope......If you ask me, Mary spent her last living moments trying to expose this guys secret. But she never could."

"Where's she buried?" Sammy asked.

"She wasn't. She was cremated." He said and you almost rolled your eyes.

"What about that mirror? It's not in some evidence lock up, is it?" You asked.

"No. It was returned to Mary's family a long time ago."

"You have the names of her family by any chances?" Sam asked and luckily he gave you the name of Mary's brother.

On your drive back to Toledo Sam called Mr. Worthington to ask about the mirror. "Oh really? That's too bad, Mr. Worthington. I would have paid a lot for that mirror ok, well maybe next time. All right, thanks." Sam said hanging up the phone. "So?" You and Dean asked in incision as soon as he was off the phone. "So that was Mary's brother. The mirror was in the family for years, until he sold it, one week ago..To a store called Estate Antique. A store in Toledo."

"So wherever the mirror goes, that's where Mary goes?" You asked raising an eyebrow although you already knew the answer. "Her spirits definitely tied up with it somehow."

"Isn't there an odd superstition that says mirrors can capture spirit?" Dean asked. "Yeah there is. When someone would die in a house people would cover up the mirrors so the ghost wouldn't get trapped." You answered keeping your eyes on them the whole time.

"Mary dies and the mirror draws in her spirit." Dean said in conclusion.

"Yeah, but how could she move through 100 different mirrors." Sam wondered out loud.

"I don't know but if that mirror's a source. I say we find it and smash it." Dean replied to Sam's question.

"Yeah, I don't know. Maybe."

Sam's phone started ringing and he picked it up in the second ring. "Hello? Charlie?" He asked on the phone with concern. "Hey, hey, calm down. Just meet us at our motel and we'll be there soon. Just don't look at anything that shows reflections." He said hanging up and Dean speeded up.

"What's wrong?" You questioned as soon as he was off the phone.

"Someone said it again and now Mary's after her."

When you got to your motel you saw charlie waiting outside covering her eyes. "Hey, it's okay, we're here, let's get you inside." You led her into your room but she didn't stop shaking and didn't uncover her eyes. Sam and Dean covered every reflecting surface of the room while you sat besides her to comfort her. "Charlie, you can open your eyes now, it's okay, you're safe now. Now, listen, you're not gonna look at glass or anything that has reflection okay? And as long as you do that, she cannot get you." You soothing voice which Dean always referred as creepy.

"But I can't keep that up forever. I'm gonna die, aren't I?" She asked and you shook your head.

"No, you're not, not anytime soon." Sam said.

"Alright, Charlie, we need to know what happened." Dean asked, sitting on her other side.

"We were in the bathroom. Donna said it."

"That's not what we're talking about. Something happened didn't it....In your life? A secret, where someone got hurt. Can you tell us about it." Dean asked and more tears left her eyes.

"I had this boyfriend. I loved him. But he kind of scared me too, you know? And one night at his house...We got in a fight. Then I broke up with him and he got upset and he said he needed me and he loved me. And he said 'charlie, if you walk out that door right now I'm gonna kill myself.' And you know what I said? I said 'go ahead' and I left. How could I say that? How could I leave him like that? I just.. I didn't believe him, you know? I should have." she started sobbing again after finishing her story. You looked at her with sympathy. "Charlie it wasn't your fault." you said rubbing her back but she didn't accept it.

"We're gonna go take care of this thing ok? Don't look at anything reflective.” The three of you got in the impala and started to the antique shop.

"Alex was right you know. Her boyfriend killing himself, that's not Charlie's fault." Dean said from behind the wheel and his eyes met with yours through the rear view mirror but you quickly looked away breaking the eye contact.

"You know as well as I do....spirits don't exactly see shades of gray, Dean. Charlie had a secret, someone died. That's good enough for Mary." Sam said and once again your heart dropped at your stomach. All you could think about was your secret right now. You know it shouldn't be the first priority here but you couldn't help it. "you know I've been thinking.. It might not be enough to just smash that mirror." Sam said and it caught your attention, pulling you out of your trail of thoughts.

"Why, what do you mean?" Dean asked.

"Well Mary's hard to pin down, right? I mean she moves around from mirror to mirrors. Who's to say that she's not gonna just keep hiding in them forever? So maybe... We should try to pin her down.. You know, summon her to her mirror and then smash it." Sam said.

"Well how do you know that's gonna work?"

"I don't, well not for sure." Sam replied.

"Well, who's gonna summon her?" Dean asked and before Sam could answer you opened your mouth, "I will. She'll come after me for sure." you said and the brothers looked at you with similar frowns. "No. You won't." They replied in unison suddenly acting all protective.

"No I'll do it. She will definitely come after me." Sam said, sounding guilty.

"Alright. You know what? That's it." Dean said pulling the car to the side to have a conversation with both of you.

"This is about Jessica, isn't it?" He asked turning toward Sam. "you think that's your dirty little secret that you killed her somehow?" He asked but there was no answer from the younger man which only proved Dean right. "Sam, this is gotta stop, Man. I mean..the nightmares.. and-and calling her name out in the middle of the night, it's gonna kill you. Now listen to me. It wasn't your fault. If you wanna blame something then blame the thing that killed her. Or why don't you take a swing at me? I'm the one who dragged you away from her in the first place."

"I don't blame you. " Sam said.

"Well you shouldn't blame yourself. 'cause there's nothing you could have done." Dean said. You decided to stay quiet because you damn well know of you say a word the lecture will suddenly turn to you.

"I could've warned her." Sam said and you frowned.

"About what? You didn't know what was gonna happen." Dean said and Sam looked away from him you could swear to God he was hiding something from you guys. "And, besides, all of this isn't a secret. I mean we know all about it. It's not gonna work with Mary anyway."

"No you don't." you knew it! He was hiding something.

"we don't what?"

"you guys don't know all about it. I haven't told you everything."

"what are you talking about?"

"Well it wouldn't really be a secret if I told you, would it?" Sam said and Dean was taken aback for a second.

"No I don't like it. It's not gonna happen. Forget it."

"He doesn't have to do it. I'll do it." you chipped in.

"No you won't. None of you gonna summon her. And seriously Alex, what is wrong? You have nightmares all the time, you barely sleep and when you do, you cry in your sleep." He snapped and you gave him a look. "yeah I hear it. Every night. I don't say anything because I want to give you your space. I know we don't know a lot about you but we know you enough and you will never hurt anyone intentionally. So whatever it Is, it's not your fault. So none of you are gonna do it. " He said and you felt a tear slid down your right cheek. 'only if you knew, Dean. Only if you knew you wouldn't think so highly about me.'

"You have no idea." you said in a small voice. His words only made you feel more guilty. How are you ever gonna tell him. And if they ever find out, they'll hate you. "Dean, that girl back there is gonna die. And you know what? Who knows how many more people are gonna die after that unless one of us do it." you said.

"And it's not gonna be you." Sam said turning slightly toward you. "Sam...... Please don't fight me on this one." you said and he sighed. "fine. We'll do it together. Maybe she'll get confused about who to kill first and we'll have a little more time in our hands." Sam said and you nodded agreeing with his plan then both turn to Dean. "Dean, you've gotta let us do this." you said in a very soft voice and he say silently for a few secs he nodded his head.

"But I don't like it, I don't like it at all." he whispered before turning on the car and driving toward the Antique store.

You were kneeling down in front the door of the antique store with your lock pick in your hand. You were successful in your third try. You opened the door and got inside, followed by the Winchesters.

There were way too many mirrors in that shop. It made spotting Mary's mirror even harder for you. "Well, that's just great." Dean commented sarcastically. He pulled out the picture, showing us the mirror in front of which Mary died. "Alright start looking." He said and Sam started walking deeper into the store. You turned to follow him but Dean grabbed your wrist pulling you closer to him, looking deep in your eyes he said. "Are you sure about this?" you nodded. "I don't like you doing this. At All." he confessed.

"I don't like it either but we don't have another choice." you said and this time he nodded.

"But when this is over, you're gonna tell me everything. No more secrets."

"Somethings are better off as secrets, Dean. Please promise me you won't ask me about it." you said and he looked away. "Dean, please." you cupped his face making him look at you.

"Fine I promise." He said and you don't know if you feel relieved or even more guilty. "let's just get this over with." He said pressing his lips to your forehead briefly. As in queue Sam called out. "Found it." and the two of you walked to where he was. He was standing in front of the mirror shining his torch on it. Dean opened the picture to confirm it was the same mirror. "that's it."

"you sure about this?" he asked Sam. He sighed and the 3 of you walked in front of it together.

"Bloody Mary. Bloody Mary." you both said in unison. Sam grabbed your hand with one of his and with the other he raised his crowbar. "Bloody Mary." you finished, squeezing his hand tightly.

A light shined through the shop from the window and we looked toward it. "I'll go check that out. You guys stay here. Be careful." he handed you his crowbar and started walking out. "smash anything that moves." He said and you nodded.

You heard a breath and turned toward one of the mirror. You saw a feminine figure standing in the mirror and took no time to smash it. You heard Sam smashing another one. "come on, come into this one." you said turning toward the main mirror. You frowned when you saw your own reflection smiling creepily at you. You heard a cry of pain and turned to Sam to see him bleeding through his eyes. You took a step toward him but stopped when your own eyes started burning. You could feel the warm liquid coming out of them. "it's your fault." your reflection said as the crowbar fell from your hand. "you killed him and you killed her too." you heard yourself in the mirror. From the corner of your eyes you saw as Sam fell on his knees clutching his chest. "Sam" before you could take another step there was a sharp pain in your head and your whole body. Sam was looking at the mirror but you couldn't see what he was seeing. "They told her. Everyone told her you were a monster but she never listened to them. They told her to kill you but she didn't listen to any of them and this is how you repay her. You killed them." you groaned, crawling toward Sam. "Sammy, Sammy don't listen to it. We can do this." you said grabbing the crowbar he dropped but before you could do something Dean ran by you and smashed it.

"Sammy! Sammy!" Dean said kneeling down in front of you guys and grabbing his face. "it's Sam."

"God, are you guys okay?" He said turning to you and taking your face in his hand and Wiping the blood from your face but you were pretty sure he just smeared it even more. "uh, yeah."

"come on. Come on." he tried helping you to stand up. "I'm fine help him." you told him and he did what you said and helped Sam to get to get up as you got as yourself.

He put one of his hand over his shoulder and the three of you started walking out. You were limping behind the Winchesters when you suddenly heard clinking of glass and heavy gasps behind you. You guys turned around to see that bloody Mary has crawled out of the mirror.

It only took a second for Dean to grab you and pull you behind him but it didn't help any of you. The three of you fell to the ground, groaning in pain as she walked toward you. More blood came out of your eyes.

You saw as Dean grabbed a mirror from beside him and held it against Mary. She stopped in her track and started looking at her reflection. "you killed them!" you heard a deep gruff voice. "All those people! You killed them." It repeated you saw as she melted in a puddle of blood right in front of you. Dean threw the mirror down, shattering it.

"Guys." you groaned out

"yeah?" Sam asked.

"That's gotta be like, what, 600 years of bad luck?" you said looking at all the broken mirrors, making both of em chuckle.

As you got up and walked out of the store Sam took no time in getting inside the impala and crashing down.

"Alex." Dean said before you could get inside as well, making you turn around and face him. He just stood there staring at your face. "what-" before you could finish your sentence he grabbed you by the waist and smashed his lips on yours. You were taken aback at the first but then kissed him back with the same force. You pulled away panting heavily. "what was that for?" you asked opening your eyes and looking at him.

"I'm really happy to see you alive." he said. "I'm really happy to see you alive too." you said, grabbing his collar and pulling him down for one more kiss.

The next morning Dean pulled up in front of Charlie's house to drop her off.

"so this is really over?" Charlie said looking at the three of you. "yeah, it's over." Dean said.

"Thanks you." she smiled at him and then got out of the car and started walking toward her house "Charlie? " Sam called out to her and she turned around. "your boyfriend's death... You really should try to forgive yourself. No matter what you did... You probably couldn't have stopped it. Sometimes bad things just happens." Sam said and she went inside her home giving him a slight nod.

"that's good advice." Dean said pulling out the car from the driveway. His eyes met with yours through the rear view, making you blush and him smirk. He winked at you and you rolled your eyes but you couldn't hide the big smile on your face.

"I'm going to take a nap. Wake me up before you guys decide to do anything stupid again." you said making a pillow from your jacket and lied down in hopes that maybe just maybe you could take a nap without any nightmares.

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(A/n:- HEY GUYSSS.... I know it's been so long. I said I would post soon and then I betrayed you. I actually got into this minor accident, broke my right wrist (talk about my luck.) and my right leg. It was just hairline fracture. They took of the cast a couple days ago but my wrist was soo stiff because of the plaster that I couldn't type. But I'm completely OK now and I can type again. Although not continuously, I have to keep taking break. I really hope you guys forgive me. I LOVE YOU ALL.

And also. I lost my tag list so any of you who want to be tagged in the series just ask. I know I can go and peak at the old chapter but I wanna make a fresh tag list (don't know if that's even a thing.) but whatever just let me know...

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Supernatural Series Rewrite

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Dean Winchester x named reader (eventually)

Series Warning: language violence, angst, fluff, sexual content, Gore, molestation, mention of sexual harassment, usual supernatural violence. (If you’re triggered by any of these then please don’t read)

(A/n- I had to give the reader a name, there’s reason behind it but you can change it if you want. I changed some of the plot and some of the scenes but mostly it’s the same. I do not own the supernatural series but there are some things that are completely my imagination, it has nothing to do with the actual mythology or the series)

Dead in the water part 2

Season one. Episode Three.

Dead In The Water (Part 3)

"okay, just so I'm clear, you see something attack Bill's boat, sending Bill, who is a very good swimmer by the way, into the drink. And you never see him again?" Jake asked looking at the three of you as you sat in front of his desk with the brothers in your each side.

"Yeah that about sums it up " Dean said while you and Sam nodded your heads.

"And I'm supposed to believe this, even though I've already sonar swept the entire lake, and what you're describing is impossible. And you're not really wildlife service?" You raised your eyebrow at his last comment. "That's right, I checked, the department's never heard of the three of you."

"See? Now, we can explain that-" Dean started.

"Enough, please. The only reason you're breathing free air is one of Bill's neighbors saw him steering out that boat just before you did. So, we have a couple of options here, I can arrest you for impersonating government officials and hold you as material witnesses to Bill Carlton's disappearance. Or, we can chalk this all up to a bad day. You get into your car, you put this town in your rearview mirror and you don't ever darken my doorstep again." Jake said looking specially at you.

"Look-" you started but Sam held your hand as in to tell you to stop talking.

"Door number two sounds good."

"That's the one I'd pick." Said Jake and with that the 3 of you stood up and left the precinct without another word. You all got in the car and took off.

Dean didn't say anything at all but you couldn't sit silent anymore.  "So, that's it? We're just gonna leave town?" You asked as he stopped at the red light. None of them answered. "Come on, guys, we can't just leave before making sure the case is solved, actually we don't leave until we make sure the case is solved, we are Hunters, that's not what we do." You sighed when there was no reply again.

You had no idea why you were being so desperate about this case, maybe because you relate to Lucas on so many levels.

"Green." Sam suddenly says.

"What?" You and Dean ask in sync.

"Light's green." Dean started the car and took the right from the signal instead of left.

"Ah, the interstate's the other way." Sam pointed out.

"I know." Dean replied and a big smile crept on your face at the realisation of what he was going.

"But, Dean, this job, I think it's over." Sam said. "I'm not so sure." Dean replied.

"Wow you guys were really ignoring me." You huffed out, crossed your arms over your chest.

"No one was ignoring you, Alex. It's just really hard not to give in when you make that puppy face." Sam says seriously and Dean nodded along. "But anyway, if Bill murdered Peter Sweeney, and Peter's spirit got it's revenge, case closed. The spirit should be at rest."

"And what if we take off and this thing isn't done? what if we missed something and now people get hurt?" You said.

"Why would you think that?"

"Because Lucas was really scared." Dean answered for you.

"That's what this is about?"

"I just don't wanna leave town till I know the kid's okay. And like Alex said, we are Hunters and we don't leave until we know the job is done."

"Who are you? And what have you done to my brother?" Sam asked making you giggle.

"Shut up." Dean said.

Dean pulled up at Andrea home and the three of you rushed to the front door.

"Are you sure about this? It's pretty late guys!" Sam said when you were about to ring the bell and as soon as you did Lucas came bolting through the door, panting very rapidly.

"Lucas!" You and Dean said at the same time and the boy ran inside, you took off after him. You ran up the stairs and saw water coming out from under one of the doors on which Lucas was banging on Dean grabbed him and handed him to you. You picked him up and surprisingly he clung on to you.

Both the brothers rushed inside to help Andrea who was drowning in her bath tub. "Shhh." You tried to calm him down and he kept shaking furiously. The boys were finally able to pull Andrea out of her bathtub.

As the sun came up Sam was sitting in the living room with Andrea, trying to ask her about the drowning. Dean and you were going through old scrapbooks trying to find something that would relate them to Bill Carlton. " Hey, check this out."  Dean said and showed you a album which read on the cover 'jake-12 year old'.

You flipped through it when you're eyes landed in a group photo. "Dean, that's Peter Sweeney." You said pointing at one of the little boys, you rushed in to the living room and put the album in front of Andrea.

"Do you recognize any of the kids in this picture?" You asked and the three pairs of eyes were on you. "What?" She asked. "Is any of this is your dad?" You asked again and both the brothers immediately understood what you were doing.

"Yeah, yes, that one. He must have been 12 in this picture. why?" she said pointing at another picture.

"Chris Barr's drowning, connection wasn't to Bill Carlton. It must have been sheriff." You explained looking at the brothers.

"Bill and the sheriff. They were both involved with Peter." Sam said. Andrea was asking something when your eyes fell on Lucas who was staring out of the window intensely and Dean seemed to notice it as well.

"Lucas, Lucas what is it." Lucas didn't answer, instead he opened and started walking and you followed him.  He stopped at a point and pointed down at the ground.

"You and Lucas get back to the house and stay there okay?" Dean demanded softly and Andrea took her son inside without another question.  Sam found two shovels in the garage and the brothers started digging.

"Are you seriously going take advantage to being a girl right now?" Dean and before they even started digging.

"What? No I'm not. Really. Sam could only find 2 shovels." You said innocently.

"Oh you can take mine." This time it was Sam who commented.

"No thanks, keep digging." The shovels were suddenly met with metal. They pulled out the object from the ground and it turned out to be a bike. "Peter's bike." Sam mumbled.

You suddenly felt an arm around your neck and metal pressed against your temple. "Ummm... Guys." You said as calmly as you could and both of them turned around with wide eyes.

"Who are you?" You heard Jake's voice.

"Put the gun down, Jake." Sam said calmly raising his hand in surrender. You could take the gun out from Jake's hand, you were fast enough, but you couldn't risk because you surely weren't faster than a bullet.

"How did you know that was there?" He asked not removing the gun from your temple.

"What happened? You and Bill killed Peter? Drowned him in the lake, and then buried the bike? You can't bury the truth Jake. nothing stays buried." You said and his grip on you tightened.

"I don't know what the hell you're talking about?"

"You and Bill killed Peter Sweeney 35 years ago that's what the hell she's talking about." Dean said.

"Dad." You here Andrea yell as she ran up to you.

"And now you got one seriously pissed-off spirit."

"It's gonna take Andrea, Lucas, everyone you love. It's gonna drown them and it's gonna drag their bodies god knows where. So you can feel the same pain Peter's mom felt. And then after that, it's gonna take you and it's not gonna stop until it does." Sam explained calmly unlike you.

"Yeah? And how do you know that?" Jake asked.

"Because that's exactly what it did you Bill Carlton." You said.

"Listen to yourselves, you're insane."

"We don't really give a rats ass what you think of it but if we're gonna bring down this spirit we need to find the remains, salt then and burn them into dust." Said Dean.

"Tell us you buried Peter somewhere. Tell us you didn't just let him go in the lake." You said.

"Dad, in any of this true?"

"No, don't listen to them. They're liars and dangerous."

"Something tried to drown me. Chris died on that lake, Dad look at me. Tell me you didn't kill anyone." Andrea asked and Jake finally let go of you putting down the gun. Dean instantly pulled you by his side. "Oh, my god." Andrea said when Jake didn't answer and kept breathing heavily.

"Billy and I were at the lake. Peter was the smallest one. We always bullied him, but this time, it got rough, we were holding his head under water, we didn't mean to, but we held him under too long and he drowned. We let the body go and it sank." Jake finally confessed. "Oh Andrea, we were kids, we were so scared. It was a mistake but, Andrea to say that I've anything to do with these drownings, with Chris..... Because of some ghost ,it's not rational."

"Alright, listen to me. All of you. We need to get you away from this lake , as far as we can right now." Dean said and Andrea looked at something and gasped. You turned around to see Lucas kneeling near the lake. Your eyes widen and all of you ran toward him.

"Lucas." You kept yelling. He was reaching down into the lake for something. Suddenly a hand came up and pulled him into the lake. Dean and Sam wasted no time and jumped in. Andrea was about to jump in as well but you held her back. "No you can't go in."

"But Lucas."

"They'll get him, just stay on the dock." You said and held her back.

"Ok I'm going in. Stay here please." You said when neither of them came up with Lucas. You took off your jacket and jumped inn. You dived in for a few secs and then came up with nothing the same time Sam and Dean did.

"Jake. No. Get back." You yelled when you saw Jake coming inside the lake. "Just let it over." He yelled and then he was pulled inside the lake by something. "dad! No!" Andrea yelled and you dived down again in search of Lucas. You came up same time as Sam did, you looked at each other and shook your head. A few seconds later Dean came up as well, and this time with Lucas. You quickly swam toward them to help him.

You swam out and help Lucas out. He coughed out some water and started breathing again. All three of you sat on the ground to catch your breath and Andrea hugged her son tightly.

*******

You opened the backdoor of the car and threw your stuff inside, Dean did the same but a little more roughly.

"Look, Dean, we can't save everyone. We can try but it comes with the job and you have to suck it up." You said putting your hand on his bicep. You felt like you were telling that to yourself more than you were telling him.

"I know." He replied looking down at his feat when suddenly a voice caught your attention. "Sam, Dean." It was none other than Andrea and you ignored the fact that she left out your name. Somehow she thought her dad dying was your fault and even though she didn't admit it out loud, you knew and you didn't blame her for that.

She ran up to you guys, Lucas's was beside her holding a casserole of food. "hey." Dean greeted them and you gave a soft smile to Lucas who returned it.

"We're glad we caught you. We just, I'm, we made you lunch for the road. Lucas insisted on making the sandwiches himself."

"Can I give it to them now?" Lucas asked for the first time and god was his voice the sweetest in the world. She agreed and gave him a kiss on the head.

"Come on, Lucas, let's load this in the car." Dean said and gestured Sam as well to follow them.

"How you holding up?" You asked with a smile.

"It's just gonna take a long time to sort through everything, you know?"  After a few seconds of silence you said.

"Andrea I'm sorry." You said.

"Alex, it wasn't your fault, you think I blame you but I don't. I really don't."

"You and I both know it's a lie. If only I had stayed up on the dock-" you started but she cut you off.

"You saved my son, I can't ask for more than that. Dad loved me, he loved Lucas, no matter what he did, I just have to.. hold on to that." She said making you sigh and nod.

You walked up to Sam, Dean and Lucas. Lucas and Dean were talking about something and Sam was smiling at them you smiled at them too as Dean stood up when Andrea walked up to him.

Andrea leaned over the car door and kissed him and you swear to God your heart stopped for a second but you kept smiling anyway. Dean was flustrated by the kiss and he didn't even look at you even for a second.

"Sam, move your ass." He said scratching the back of his head. "We're gonna run out of daylight before we hit the road." He walked around the car and sat in the driver seat. Andrea turned around to you and then pulled you in a hug. "Thank you." She whispered before letting you go. "You're welcome." You smiled at her. "Bye Lucas." You said with a smile and got inside the backseat.

They both waved at all three of you as Dean pulled away as 'late night fade' by 383 steamer blasted through the radio.

As he pulled up in highway his eyes met with yours through the rear view mirror. You could hear Sam's light breath which meant he was already asleep.

"Look-"

"Don't." You cut him off before he could even say anything.

"You don't even know what I was gonna say."

"Oh I know."

"Really? Because I was gonna say that now that the case is over you can finally call James Dean."

"Oh please, you and I both know I was never gonna call that idiot. And anyway now you're suddenly on board with me hooking up with other guys?" You questioned with an raised eyebrow.

"I was never against it."

"Cut the crap, Dean, who are you kidding with here, because it sure as hell ain't me." You said and he felt silent for a second.

"I'm sorry, she caught me off guard." He said after minutes of silence.

"You're sorry she kissed you or are you sorry she kissed you in front of me." You asked while desperately trying to hide your jealousy. He opened his mouth to answer but you stopped him.

"No, wait, shhh, don't answer that. You don't have to apologise at all, it's not like we're together or something so you can hook up with anyone you want."  You said and crossed your arms over your chest and this time he raised his eyebrow. "I mean you made it pretty clear that it's never gonna happen right after you kissed me."

"I thought we were not gonna bring it up." He said.

"Come on, you brought it up a hundred times after it happened." You scoffed. He suddenly pulled up on the side of the road.  You sat there and watched him with open mouth as he got out of the car and then pulled you out of it. "What are you doing?" You asked but he ignored you and lead you a few feet away from the car.

"You know what Alex, you are being a hypocrite right now. You said that I was giving you shit about you hooking up with another guy, and here you are giving me shit about  a girl who I didn't even kiss back."

"I'm not giving you shit about Andrea Ok, I told you, you can hook up with whoever the hell you want -"

"And that's bullshit. And you know what, you agreed with me when I said we can not be together."  He almost yelled.

"I did not agree to shit, you threw it on my face and I had no choice but accept it." You almost yelled too.

"So what now? You want a relationship?" He straight up asked which caught you completely off guard.

"What? No. I don't... I don't know. Ok. But I sure as hell do not want you to hook up with another women and throwing it on my face."

"I was not-"

"I know you were not, ok , I know. Doesn't mean it hurts less."

"Guys what happened?" You turned around to see Sam stand out from the car. You ignored him and turned back to Dean.

"We'll be right back Sam, just go back inside." Dean replied to his brother. "Look Alex, you need to make up your mind."

"I did. I want you."  You said softly grabbing his shirt and pulling yourself closer to him.

"Dad, Bobby, they'd kill me." He said.

"I know." You said and tears welled up in your eyes.

"Then you also know there will never be an us." He said and a tear escaped your eyes.

"I know." You said even more softly. "It's just so hard, watching you with other women, who are your age, beautiful and can have a relationship with you."

"Alex I know you never believe this but you are the most beautiful, stunning woman I've seen in my life,  and you don't know how hard it is for me to be with you all the time without grabbing you and kissing you."  He said cupping your face with one hand and you leaned into it. "I want to be with you as much as you do."

"But you can't?"

"But I can't." And with that he walked back to the car leaving you standing alone on the highway. A few seconds later you walked back as well. The rest of the ride both of you didn't say anything and Sam respected that.

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Phantom Traveler Part 1

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Supernatural Series Rewrite

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Dean Winchester x Named Reader (eventually)

Series Warning: language violence, angst, fluff, sexual content, Gore, molestation, mention of sexual harassment, usual supernatural violence. (If you’re triggered by any of these then please don’t read)

(A/n- I had to give the reader a name, there’s reason behind it but you can change it if you want. I changed some of the plot and some of the scenes but mostly it’s the same. I do not own the supernatural series but there are some things that are completely my imagination, it has nothing to do with the actual mythology or the series)

Phantom Traveler part 3

Season One. Episode Five.

Bloody Mary (Part 1)

"You, you killed your mother. It was you that should have died, not her." His drunk sickening face taunted you, well a lot younger version of you. You couldn't move at all, it was like you were pinned to the wall. You were shaking , trembling, crying, you knew what was coming next. You didn't want to be hurt again so you kept begging him to stop. But it felt like your throat was clogged, you couldn't say anything. The next thing you know a bottle was flying towards you and smashed right beside your face, you felt the pieces of glass getting stuck in your skin.

Now he was walking toward you slowly, he fling his hand forward to grab you but you yelled 'NO'. The next thing you see was him dead on the floor. Blood everywhere, you looked down at your hands, they were covered in blood. His blood.

"Sweetie, what did you do?" A soft voice came and you turned around to see your mother dressed in an attire you saw her last in, a faded white sleeping gown. "You killed him. You're not my daughter, you killed him. They were right, you're a monster. I gave birth to a monster."

"No, mama." You pleaded in a little voice. "I am not a monster."

You were woken up by Dean's voice yelling at his brother to wake up. You looked at the  passenger seat as Sam woke up gasping. You were still panting and sweating from the nightmare. You quickly pulled up your sleeve and wiped your face before the either one could notice.

"What happened?" You asked, trying not to sound too panicked.

"I was having a nightmare again?" Sam replied honestly, but it sounded more like a question for Dean.

"Yeah, another one." He replied.

"Hey, at least I got some sleep." Sam joked which you did not find funny at all, but it made you scoff anyway. "What about you?" He asked  turning the conversation to you.

"Slept like a baby." You lied through your teeth. Even if they knew you were lying, they didn't question it and respected your privacy which you appreciated.

"You know sooner or later, we're gonna have to talk about this." Dean said diverting the conversation back to this brother.

"Are we here?" Sam asked ignoring Dean's words.

"Yeah, welcome to Toledo, Ohio." Dean replied making you groan. You grabbed the newspaper you were reading about the case before you fell asleep, looking at the circled articles, you asked.

"So what do you guys think really happened to this guy?" You asked the brothers.

"That's what we're gonna find out." Dean replied. The three of you got out of the car and started walking toward the morgue. The hospital was weirdly quiet, it's not like there's always noises in hospitals but it was just creepily quiet.

You looked the desk of the doctor but there was no one, just an open book. But you really didn't blame him, mean who wants to sit in a room surrounded by dead people 24/7. The nameplate on the desk said Dr. D. FEIKLOWICZ.

The coroner was there though and when he saw the 3 of you he looked up from his book and said 'Hey'. 'Hey' you greeted back cheerfully, knowing already it was time for you to use your charms, that is if it's necessary. "Can I help you guys?" He asked, eyes lingering at you for a few seconds.

"Yeah, we're the med students." Dean said and he looked at the 3 of you confusingly before saying "sorry?"

"Oh, Dr. Feiklowicz didn't tell you?" You asked like you were the most innocent creature on planet.

"We talked to him on the phone. We're from Ohio state. He's supposed to show us the shoemaker corpse. It's for a paper." Dean said backing up your story.

"I'm sorry. He's at lunch." He said.

"Oh, he said, oh, well, you know, it doesn't matter. You don't mind just showing us the body do you?" You asked with a sweet smile and leaned forward, he hesitated before answering. "Sorry, I can't. Doc will be back in an hour. You can wait for him if you want."

"An hour? Ooh, we gotta be heading back to Columbus." Dean said looking at you and Sam and you nodded with a pout. And Sam replied with an 'yeah'. "Look man. This paper is half our grade, so if you don't mind helping us-" Dean continued only to be stopped by the coroner. You knew he started growing annoyed as Dean started talking to him 'stead of you. "Oh, look, man....No." He said.

"I'm gonna hit him in his face, I swear." You heard Dean say, you turned around and gave them both a 'Let me handle this' look. They knew what you were about to do and you knew they hated it just as much as you do. You turned back around with a sweet smile, you leaned down making sure he got a clear view of your assets, you smiled at him even though it made you sick to the stomach.

"Look, what was your name again?"

"Ralph." He answered.

"Ralph. Wow, that's such a strong name, kind of like you." You said making him giggle and you could literally see the blush even on his bald head. "So Ralph, you have to understand, ok. This paper is really important for us, I can not afford to fail it. I mean eventually I have to come work at this hospital--"

"Really?"

"Yeah, but I can't do that if I fail this paper. I really need your help, would you really let me fail, Ralph?" You pouted and his eyes traveled up from your chest to your lips.

"Follow me." He said after a few secs getting up. You turned around with a victory smile only to see Sam and Dean glaring at his bald head. If glaring could kill he would already be dead a few times.

"For a record I really don't like you doing that." Dean said. "Yeah me too." Sam agreed as the 3 of you followed Ralph into the morgue.

"The newspaper said his daughter found him. She said his eyes were bleeding." Sam said.

"More than that. They practically liquefied." Ralph corrected Sam as he pulled off the cover from Steven shoemaker body. You scrunched your nose at the site of the body, god you are never gonna get used to it.

"Any sign of struggle, maybe somebody did it to him?" You asked.

"Nope. Besides the daughter, he was all alone." He replied.

"What's the official cause of death?" It was Dean's turn to ask a question.

"Uh, doc's not sure, he's thinking massive stroke, maybe aneurysm. Something burst up in there, that's for sure." Ralph, said. 

"What do you mean?" Sammy asked.

"Intense cerebral bleeding. This guy had more blood in his skull than anyone I've ever seen."

"But the eyes. What'd cause something like that?" Sam asked which you know the answer to but you were also sure it wasn't what happened, its never regular science, its always freaky ghosty stuff.

"Capillaries can burst, see a lot of bloodshot eyes with stroke victim." Ralph said, trying to sound smart in front if you.

"Yeah? You ever see exploding eyeballs?"  Dean asked.

"That's a first for me. But, hey, I'm not the doctor."

"Hey you think we could take a look at that police report? You know, for our paper?" Dean said.

"I'm not really suppose to show you that." He said.

"Ralph." You said with a pout and that was all it took for him to give you guys a copy of the police report.....Well that AND your number. Bobby's number to be honest but it's not like you're gonna meet him again.

"Might not be one of ours. Might be some freak medical thing." Sam said and you rolled your eyes at his naiveness, like it has ever been some freak medical thing in your entire lives.

"How many times in dad's long and varied career has it actually been a freak medical thing and not some sign of an awful supernatural death?" Dean asked as you guys made your way downstairs.

"Uh, almost never?"

"Exactly."

"Alright let's go talk to the daughter." You said as you guys entered the car. Dean started toward the shoemaker house where the funeral was held.

"By the way, did you really give him your number?" Sam asked and scrunched up  his nose.

"What? No, are you crazy? That was Bobby's number. And trust me, Bobby doesn't like when guys call him for me." You said making both the boys laugh.

"Uncle Fester's in for a surprise." Dean said, this time making you laugh. You know Bobby's gonna chew your head of for giving a guy his number, again. Yes, you've done it before, but you know that he would rather you give them his number than your's.

By the time Dean pulled up in front of the shoemaker, the funeral was already going on. There was a picture of Steven shoemaker on a table right when you walked in. The ceremony looked a little fancier than your liking.

"Feel like we are underdressed." Dean said while looking around. "Not me. Speak for yourself." You said and and Sam looked at your clothing only to realise you were wearing all black. From your tank top, to your Jeans to your shoes to your Jacket, everything was black.

You guys walked further inside the house and asked an elderly man for Donna shoemaker. He took you to the backyard if the house and pointed at 4 girls sitting. You walked up to them and you saw the blonde girl looking at Dean like he was a piece of meat and it made you glare at her.

"You must be Donna, right?" Dean asked one of the girls with short brown hair. "Yeah." She replied.

"Hi, uh, we're really sorry." You said awkwardly with a smile.

"I'm Sam. This is Dean, Alex. We worked with your dad." Sam said and you realised you had no idea what the fuck Steven shoemaker did.

"You did?" She asked in a surprising tone.

"Yeah, this whole thing.......I mean, a stroke."

"I don't think she really wants to talk about this right now." The less blonde girl, who was sitting beside Donna said "it's okay. I'm okay." Donna replied.

"Were there any symptoms? Dizziness? Migraines?" You asked jumping in on conversation. "No." Replied Donna.

"That's because it wasn't a stroke." a young girl turned toward Donna and said. she didn't look only older than thirteen. "Lilly don't say that." Donna said and you realised it was her younger sister, lily shoemaker.

"What?" Sam asked.

"I'm sorry. She's just upset." Donna apologised on behalf of her sister. "No it happened because of me." Lily said. "Sweetie it didn't."

"Lily why would you say something like that." Sam said as he knelt down beside her.

"Right before he died I said it."

"You said what?" Sam asked softly.

"Bloody Mary, 3 times in the bathroom mirror..... She took his eyes that's what she does." Her confession made you and Dean raise your eyebrows.

"That's not why dad died. This isn't your fault." Donna tried to convince her sister like any sane person.

"I think your sister's right, Lily."  You said.

"There's no way it could have been bloody Mary. And your dad didn't say it did he?"

"No I don't think so."

You walked back inside the house and somehow managed to sneak upstairs. You opened a door to realise it was the bathroom where Steven died. There was still some dried blood left on the floor.

"The bloody Mary legend. Dad ever find any evidence that it was a real thing." Sam said, already he was talking to Dean.

"Not that I know off." Dean replied walking further I side the bathroom.

"I mean... Everywhere else, all over the country  kids play Bloody Mary. And as far as we know nobody dies from it."

"Maybe everywhere it's just a story but here it's actually happening." Dean and Sam converse as you stayed silent.

"The place where the legend began?" Sam asked and you opened up a cabinet where the mirror was. "But according to the legend, the person who says..." Sam stopped when he saw the mirror right in front of his face. He closed the cabinet making you pour at him. "The person who says you know what, gets it. But here--"

"Shoemaker gets it instead." You completed his sentence, breaking your silence. "Right."

"Never heard anything like that before. Still, the guy did die right in front of the mirror. And the daughter's right. I mean, the way that the legend goes, you know who, scratches your eyes out." Dean said.

"Now what? We can't take her name, what is she? Lord voldemort?" You scoffed at your own joke.

"It's worth checking into." Sam said and right then you heard clicking of heels against the floor. Before you could sneak out of there the less blond girl from before walked inside 'what was her name again?'

"What are you doing up here?" She asked as she looked at the brothers and then at you.

"Who are you?" She asked straight forward.

"Like we said downstairs, we-we worked for Donna's dad." Dean replied.

"He was a day trader or something. He worked by himself."

"No, I know, i-i  meant--"

"And all those weird question downstairs.. what was that? So you tell me what's going on or I start screaming." She said and you felt this sudden urge to punch her in the face and break her teeth.

You crossed your arms across your chest with a challenging look on your face. You were about to make a snarky comment but Sam stopped you and Dean was already holding you back knowing it he doesn't you'd actually punch her.

"Alright, alright." Sam said, giving you a look. "We think something happened to Donna's dad."

"Yeah, a stroke." She replied sassily but you could see that she was afraid of you.

"That's not the sign of a typical stroke. We think it was something else." Sam explained to her.

"Like what?"

"Honestly. We don't know yet. But we don't want it to happen to anyone else. That's the truth."

"So, if you're gonna scream go right ahead."  You said knowing she wouldn't dare.

"Who are you? Cops?" She asked and you looked at the boys.

"Something like that."

"I'll tell you what, here if you think of anything, you or your friends notice anything strange, out of the ordinary, just give us a call." Sam wrote down his number on a piece of paper and handed it to her. After that the 3 of you left the shoemaker's house.

"Alright. Say Bloody Mary really is haunting this town there's gonna be some sort of proof right? A local woman who died nasty." Dean said as you guys walked into the library and looked around the stacks of books.

"Yeah, but a legend this widespread, it's hard. I mean, there's like 50 versions of who she actually is. One story says she's a witch another says she's a mutilated bride. There's a lot more." You said as you walked further inside.

"Ok so what are we supposed to be looking for?" Dean asked and this time sam was the one who answered "well, every version's got things in common. It's always a woman named Mary. She always dies right in front of a mirror. So we gotta search local newspapers, public records as far back as they go, see if we can find a Mary who fits the bill."  Sam said making you groan.

"Well that sounds annoying." You said and Dean nodded in agreement. "No, it won't be so bad and it won't be bad at all for you, you love reading, as long as we...." He stopped mid sentence when he saw all the computer in the library were out of order. It made you groan even louder. Sam scoffed and said. "I take it back, this will be very annoying."

When you guys got back from the library Sam fell asleep after a bit of research, and like the really good people the two of you are, you let him. You and Dean were on research duty, which usually excites you but not when you go at it for hours and find nothing.

"I can't find shit!" You suddenly exclaim out loud making Dean jump and he glared at you. "Sorry." You apologized before shutting your book and putting it aside. You got up and walked toward him. "You found anything?" you asked, sitting beside the older Winchester, his eyes never left you.

"Nothing." He replied softly. You put your head on his shoulder and closed your eyes for a second, but opening them back again before his face could come and haunt you. "I'm tired." You said softly. The longest you slept this whole week was for an hour and you knew that Dean was aware of that.

"Take a nap ." He suggested and pressed his nose against your hair, sniffing them slightly.

"I can't." 'i can't, because every time I close my eyes I see him.' you didn't dare to say it though.

"Why?" He asked with a frown.

"Because, I can't just leave you alone here for researching can I? You'll go crazy." You said, it wasn't  a complete lie though. You knew the only reason Dean Winchester was sitting silently doing his research was that you were with him, otherwise he would go crazy, surrounded by so many books  alone. Before he could fire back any remark Sam woke up with a loud gasp, taking you by surprise.

"Why'd you let me fall asleep?" Sam asked in a gruff voice.

"Because I'm an awesome brother." Dean said and you have to say you have no doubt about it. "so what did you dream about?" Dean asked.

"Lollipops and candy canes." He replied in a monotone.

"And unicorns?" You asked in hopes of lightening mood a bit, they both let out a small chuckle.

"And Unicorns.... Anyway you guys find anything?"

"Beside a whole new level of frustration? Nothing." You said with a groan.

"We looked at everything. A few local women, a Laura and a Catherine committed suicide in front of a mirror and a giant mirror fell on a guy named Dave but uh...No Mary." Dean said referring to the newspaper arrivals you showed him at least half an hour ago.

"Maybe we just haven't found it yet." Sam said

"I've also been searching for strange deaths in the area you know, eyeball bleeding, that sort of thing, but there's nothing. Whatever's happening here maybe just ain't Mary." Dean said and as he finished Sam's phone started ringing.

"Hello." Sam said as he picked up the phone "Charlie?"

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Part 2

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Supernatural Series Rewrite

Supernatural Rewrite Masterlist

Dean Winchester x named reader (eventually)

Series Warning: language violence, angst, fluff, sexual content, Gore, molestation, mention of sexual harassment, usual supernatural violence. (If you’re triggered by any of these then please don’t read)

(A/n- I had to give the reader a name, there’s reason behind it but you can change it if you want. I changed some of the plot and some of the scenes but mostly it’s the same. I do not own the supernatural series but there are some things that are completely my imagination, it has nothing to do with the actual mythology or the series)

Dead in the water part 1

Season one. Episode Three.

Dead In The Water (Part 2)

"can we join you?" Sam asked Andrea as the three of you approached her. she was sitting at the park watching her son as he sat few feets away, colouring something.

"I am here with my son."she replied smiling and Dean looked over to him. "Oh.. mind if I say hi?" Dean asked and walked over to him without waiting for reply.

"tell your friend, this whole Jerry Maguire thing is not gonna work on me." Andrea said as you and Sam sat beside her on the park bench. "I don't think that's what this is about."you said trying not to sound jealous or rude.

"How is it going?" Dean asked the boy an kneeled in front of him but he didn't say anything, just kept colouring like he wasn't even there. "Oh, I used to love these things." Dean said picking up one of the green little army men toys. He starts imitating noises to grab Lucas' attention but it was no use.

"So, crayon is more your thing?" still nothing, he just kept colouring. "That's cool. Chicks dig artists. Hey, these are pretty good." Dean said looking at his drawings. "You mind if I sit and draw with you for a while? I'm not so bad myself." Dean grabbed a crayon and sat on the bench and started drawing. "You know, I'm thinking you can hear me. You just don't want to talk. I don't know exactly what happened to your dad... But I know it was something real bad, I think I know how you feel. When I was your age, I saw something. Maybe you don't think anyone will listen to you or...or believe you. I want you to know that I will."

You watched from the distance as Dean tried to talk with the kid. It automatically brought a smile on your face. Somehow you knew exactly what he was saying to Lucas. At some point you stopped listening to Andrea, you had no idea what she was saying. your whole attention was on the green eyed hunter who was now sitting on a park bench and colouring with a 6 years old. You rolled your eyes when his eyes met yours and he winked at you. You looked back at Andrea and tried not to look back at him.

"Lucas hasn't said a word, not even to me. Not since.... His dad's accident." your attention was on Andrea and you started to listen again as Dean walked up to the three of you.

"Yeah, we heard. Sorry." He said.

"What are the doctors saying?" Sam asked.

"That it's a kind of post-traumatic stress." Andrea said. You could remember similar thing happening to you after your mom passed away. You could relate with Lucas and so could Dean.

"That can't be easy for either of you."

"We moved in with my dad. He helps out a lot, it's just.. when I think about what Lucas went through, what he saw."

"Kids are strong, you will be surprised by what they can deal with." You said breaking your silence.

"Hey Sweetie..." Andrea said when Lucas walked up to you and handed Dean a drawing sheet. "Thanks Lucas." Dean said and you leaned in to look at the drawing and then he walked back again.

"I think we should head back. Thanks for your time."Sam said and you made your way back to the motel.

"I'm gonna go grab some lunch, you guys want something?" Sam asked. "Yeah.....lunch." you answered and he rolled his eyes before separating his away from you two.  It was a bit of awkward silence between you and Dean when you entered the motel room.

"So? You're not gonna call James Dean?" Dean said sitting on one of the beds and you sat on the other.

"it's not even close to 6 yet, don't wanna look too desperate. Besides what's it to you?" You asked putting a hand under your chin and resting it on your knee.

"What? You're my friend right? I mean friends share things right?" He looked like he was trying to convince himself more than he was trying to convince you.  "Yeah, I guess." You said with a smirk and lay down on the bed, not even bothering to take off your boots. "You know what? I think I'm gonna call him once it is done." You lied waiting for Dean's reaction and you could literally feel him getting pissed off. You tried to control your giggle. If you were honest, it was really flattering that it bothered him so much. "Yeah whatever." He mumbled a reply.

"So, I think it's safe to say we can rule out Nessie." you heard Sam as he walked inside the motel room making you sit up with a frown. "What do you mean?" You asked.

"I just drove past the Carlton house. There was an ambulance there. Will Carlton is dead." Sam replied looking at you and then at his brother.

"He drowned?" Dean question with and raised eyebrow. "Yep. In the sink."

"What the hell?" You mumbled but loud enough for them to hear. "So this isn't a creature, we are dealing with something else." you added. "Yeah but what?"Sam asked.

"A water wraith maybe? Some kind of demon? I mean, something that controls water." Said Dean and it hit you in the head.

"Water that comes from the same source. The lake." You said making both the brothers look at you. "Which would explain why it's upping the body count. Lake's draining, it will be dry in a few months. Whatever this thing is, whatever it wants... It's running out of time." you added.

"And if it can get through the pipes, it can get to anyone, almost anywhere, this is gonna happen again soon." Dean said getting up.

"And we know one other thing for sure, it has got something to do with Bill Carlton." You said.

"Yeah it took both his kids." Dean said and continued wearing his shoes.

"And I've been asking around, Lucas' dad, Chris, Bill Carlton's godson." Said Sam.

"Then let's go pay Mr. Carlton a visit." Dean said getting up and you followed him to the car.

The whole ride you spent talking about the possible outcomes of what it could be, and all three of you agreed on one thing, vengeful spirit. You came up with it and you were pretty sure that you are right but you couldn't explain why would a vengeful spirit want to hurt the whole Carlton family.

When you finally pulled up at Carlton house bill Carlton was sitting on the same spot as last time and the three of you walked up to him.

"Mr. Carlton?" you said in a soft voice when you reached him and he looked up at you. "We would like to ask you few questions if you don't mind." said Sam.

"We are from the department of-" Dean started but he was cut off by Bill.

"I don't care who you are with. I've answered enough questions today." Bill said not looking away from the lake.

"your son said he saw something in the lake. What about you? You ever see anything out there?" You asked but he didn't answer so you continued. "Mr. Carlton, Sophie's drowning and Will's death, we think there might be a connection to you, your family."

"My children are gone. It's... It's worse than dying." His voice broke and his eyes filled with tears. None of you could understand how he must have felt at the moment. "Go away... Please." He said and the three of you turned around to leave him alone and walked back to the Impala.

"What do you think?" Sam asked as you approach the car.

"I think the poor guy's been through hell. I also think he is not telling us something." Dean said. While they were busy talking you're glanced at the house carefully.

"What is it?" Sam asked you and you ignored him. "Dean can I look at that drawing Lucas made you." you said not looking away from the house and Dean handed you the paper.

"Huh, maybe Bill's not the only one who know something." you said opening the folded paper, staring back at you was the six year old kid version of Carlton house. Both of them seem to understand what you're talking about.

"We gotta talk to the kid." Dean said getting inside the car, and you and Sam followed. You arrived at the sheriff Devin's house and knocked on the door. Andrea was the one who opened up. She looked a bit confused to see you guys.

"we need to talk to Lucas about the drownings." You blurted out when Dean was about to say something and he gave you a little glare.

"I'm sorry, but I don't think it's a good time."Andrea said.

"Just for a few minutes." Dean pleaded.

"he won't say anything. What good it's gonna do?" She protested.

"Andrea, we think more people might get hurt, we think something's happening out there." Sam said.

"My husband, and the others, They just drowned. That's all." She stuck to her point.

"if that's what you really believe, then we will go. But if you think there's even a possibility that something else can be going on here, please let me talk to your son." Dean said and Andrea look down nodding her head to the direction of her son's room.

"Thanks, come on Alex." Dean said and walked toward his room. "Wait, me? No I can't." You let out a small nervous laugh.

"Yes you. Look we've both been through this." He pulled you to a side. "And besides I don't know how to talk to kids." He said.

"Yes you do. You did great in the park and you love kids remember." You said and he glared at you. "And Dean we'll probably scare him if we gang up on him. Go, you got this." You said and he nodded then you pushed him inside Lucas' room and walked back to Sam and Andrea. Lucas was sitting on the floor and colouring and dean bend down to his height. "You know, I wanted to thank you for the last drawing. But the thing is, I need your help again." He pulled out the drawing Lucas made him before and put it down in front of him.

"How did you know to draw this?" Dean asked and Lucas kept colouring. "did you know something bad was gonna happen? Maybe you could nod yes or no for me." Dean said but there was no reaction from the boy.

"You are scared." He finally stated. "it's ok, I understand see, when I was your age I saw something real bad happen to my mom. And I was scared to. I didn't feel like talking just like you.. but, see, my mum, I know she wanted me to be brave, I think about that every day. And I do my best to be brave, and maybe your dad.. wants you to be brave, too." Dean said and your heart broke for little 4 year old Dean being scared and alone.Lucas finally put down his colours and looked up at is mother, then he picked up another picture and handed it to Dean. "Thanks Lucas." Dean said and got up.

when you got back in the impala, Sam was looking at the picture Lucas drew and Dean was driving. "Andrea said that the kid never drew like that till his dad died." He says over the music.

"there are cases, going through a, traumatic experience would make certain people more sensitive to premonitions, psychic tendencies." Dean explained.

"whatever is there, what if Lucas is tapping into it somehow? It's only a matter of time before somebody else drowns. So if you get a better lead, please." Dean said and you raised your eyebrow at his behaviour.

"Sam can I see the picture." You said and he handed it to you and sat sideways on his seat so he could see both you and Dean. "I think I've seen this somewhere, we have to find this house." you said.

"Oh, well the problem is, there's about thousand yellow two stories in this County alone." Dean said.

"You see this Church? I bet there's less than a thousand of those around here." You sassed back.

"Oh College girl, thinks she is so smart." He said making the two of chuckle.

"Or maybe you are just really slow." You said making Sam laugh harder.

"You know, what you said about mom." Sam said after a pause and you slipped down further into your seat. 'again with the uncomfortable family topic.' you thought but didn't say anything. "You never told me that before." Sam continued.

"It's no big deal." there was a little awkward silence before he broke it. "Oh God, we're not gonna have to hug or anything are we?"  Sam chuckled at his brother and you sigh, happy that the uncomfortable conversation was end.

He pulled up in front of a white Church and all three of you got out of the Impala. You looked at the church and then at the drawing. there was a yellow House across the street similar to the one in the drawing.

"Maybe it's his house." You said pointing at the little boy in the drawing standing beside a small red bicycle.

"Well, there's only one way to find out." Sam said making his way to the house, you and Dean followed him. Sam knocked on the door and an old lady opened up. "We are sorry to bother you, ma'am, but does a little boy live here by any chance. He might wear a blue ball cap, has a red bicycle." Dean asked.

"No, sir." She was not lying but she immediately started to become paranoid. "Not for a very long time." Her voice broke and you gave her a confused look. "Peter's been gone 35 years now." She said and led you inside the house. She stood in front of a picture of a young boy. "The police never...I never had any idea what happened. He just disappeared." You looked around the house and your eyes fell upon the set of tiny green army man. You nudged the boys and nodded at the table where the set was.

"You know... It's... It's worse than dying." Mrs. Sweeney said and a tear visually rolled down her eyes.

"did he disappear from here? I mean, from this house?" Dean asked.

"He was supposed to ride his bike straight home after school and he never showed up." She broke down a little and you stepped forward in order to give her comfort. You were short but she was even shorter than you. You put your hands on her shoulder as to calm her down, not knowing what to say. Your eyes fell on a picture stuck to the mirror behind her and you took it.  You turned it and the back of it said. "Peter Sweeney and Bill Carlton, 1970." You put it inside your pocket before Mrs. Sweeney could notice.

The three of you decided to drive back to the Carlton's house to confront Bill Carlton. "They were childhood friends " Sam said starting at the picture you gave to him.

"Ok, this little boy Peter Sweeney vanishes and this is all connected to Bill Carlton somehow." You said.

"Yeah Bill sure as hell seems to be hiding something."

"And Bill, the people he loves, they are all getting punished."

"So what if Bill did something to Peter?"

"What if Bill killed him?" You wondered out loud.

"Peter's spirit would be furious. It'd want revenge, it's possible." Dean agreed.

"See. I told you it was probably a vengeful spirit." You exclaimed and hit the back of Dean's shoulder. "OW." He exclaimed.

"Oh my god, did I hurt you little girl?" You asked in a monotone.

"Alex, you probably don't know this but for a little creature like yourself, you hit quite hard." He said as he pulled up at the Carlton's house.

"Mr. Carlton." Sam called out as the three of you made your way around the house and toward the lake. "Hey check it out " Dean pointed toward the lake and you saw Bill in a speed boat going further into the lake. You guys ran as quick as you can and made your way to the dock.

"Mr. Carlton, you need to come back." You yelled while waving your hands in the air.

"Come out of the water!"

"Turn the boat around!" Dean yelled but he kept going. Suddenly the boat was flipped in the air by an invisible force and as soon as it hit the water, both the boat and Bill both vanished.

"Call 911." You said and Sam was immediately on his phone. The cops came 10 minutes later and you guys decided to stay there and give your statements.

"Oh You guys are coming with me." Jake stated when you started toward the Impala. You decided not to argue and go with him.

When you entered the precinct Andrea's voice rang in your ear. "Alex? Sam, Dean. I didn't expect to see you here." She stood up and handed something to Lucas.

"So now you are on a first name basis." Jake said before turning to his daughter. "What are you doing here?"

"I brought you dinner."

"I'm sorry sweetheart, I don't really have the time." He told her.

You frowned at the Look on Lucas's face. No one noticed it but he looked a little panicked. "I heard about Bill Carlton. Is it true? Is something going on with the lake?" You heard Andrea ask her father and your attention was back at them.

"Right now we don't know what the truth is but I think it might be better if you and Lucas went home."

Suddenly Lucas started whimpering as he stood up and and started pulling in Dean's hand. "Lucas, hey, what is it?* Dean asked bending down to his height but Lucas kept whimpering. Andrea was by his side in an instant.  "Lucas, it's okay, it's okay. Hey, it's okay." Dean said and the boy calmed down a little.

Andrea lead her son out of the precinct but he kept looking back at Dean. Jake frustrating banged his cap on the door and went inside his office.

Dean was staring at where Andrea and Lucas went. You grabbed his hand and he instantly looked down at you. You give it a gentle squeeze and smiled at him reassuringly. Letting him know that the three of you will solve the case, for Lucas, for the 4 year old Dean.

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Dead in the water part 3

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Give Me Some Sugar Masterlist

Steve Rogers AU

Sugardaddy! Steve Rogers x Sugarbaby! Reader.

Summary: When young Y/n gets fired from one of her jobs she struggles to make enough money for college loans and other bills, that’s when she meets Steve. What Steve is looking for isn’t exactly a relationship, he just wants someone to look pretty in his arms and take care of his needs without asking many questions about his job.

Series Warnings: Salty reader, age gap, sugardaddy and sugarbaby relationship and all the chaos that comes with it, SMUT (Obviously. Don’t try tell me you didn’t see that coming, Karen.), asshole people (Yup that’s a warning.), language, more will be added later to the chapters.

CHAPTER ONE 

CHAPTER TWO 

CHAPTER THREE 

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX 

CHAPTER SEVEN