Gut Feelings [Newt]

Gut Feelings [Newt]

Description: Y/N’s gut feelings strike again.

Warnings: Cranks. They are creepy as hell. 

Y/N and the rest of the group had just escaped Wicked, again. Teresa directed them into what looked like an abandoned mall and they split up to get supplies. Y/N went with Teresa while Newt, Frypan, Aris, and Winston were a couple of feet away.

She quickly found a grey t-shirt, a pair of skinny jeans, a Army green jacket, a bandana and a new pair of combat boots. She grabbed some extra clothes, shoving them into the bag she found before going over by the boys and grabbing some supplies. Newt, Frypan and Aris watched as the girl fumbled with shaky hands.

Y/N had a feeling, and it wasn't a good one.

Newt had continued to watch her for another minute or two before deciding to go over to her.

"Why are you shaking?" The familiar voice pulls Y/N's attention away from opening the knife holster in her hands.

She sighs and looks up at the blonde boy.

"This place is just giving me a feeling."

"What type of feeling, love?"

"Like something bad is going to happen."

"Is it paranoia, or a gut feeling?" Newt asks.

"Gut feeling."

Over the years Y/N and Newt had learned to trust her gut feelings, because somehow, they were always right.

"Alright, we'll pack up and get going as soon as Thomas and Minho get back." Y/N nods and zips up her bag, but as she goes to stand up the power turns on.

"What's going on?" Frypan asks. Aris, Winston and Teresa gather around the three with their supplies.

"We need to find Thomas and Minho and get the hell out of here." And as if on cue Thomas and Minho came running and screaming while being chased by cranks telling the group to run.

Y/N was right. They should've left, and now they've lost Winston.

Stitches [Dean Winchester]

Description: Y/N stitches up Dean after a hunt.

The Impala goes around a sharp curve and Dean groans as he slides in his seat.

"If I die, I'm never speaking to you again."

"No shit." Y/N deadpans from the drivers seat. Dean groans again as the car straightens out. "Dean it's literally a top layer cut. You're going to be fine."

"Woman-."

§§§

"Alright, Winchester. Take off your shirt, and hop up on the counter."

"You're bossy." Dean says as he pulls his shirt over his head. Y/N turns to grab a vial of lidocaine, a needle and a stitch kit. She squats down to grab a large bottle of hydrogen peroxide and Dean trails his eyes down her backside. She turns back to him and Dean diverts his eyes quickly.

"You've got to be when you're dealing with a Winchester." She smirks. Dean rolls his eyes and scoots back further on the counter. Y/N grabs a rag and sets it under the cut. "Ready?" Dean nods and Y/N starts squirting the peroxide into his cut.

"Son of a bitch." Dean hisses.

"Would you just hold still?" Y/N asks as she presses the tip of the needle inside his cut.

"I'm sorry I don't like needles."

"It could be worse. I'm going in through the cut, not breaking skin again, and I'm going slow so it doesn't burn." Y/N says as she injects the lidocaine in different areas.

Dean admires her features as she gets ready to stitch him up. Beautiful smile, gorgeous eyes. How could someone not be attracted to a woman like her? She's beautiful, feisty, incredibly strong and very intelligent. Not the best driver, but everyone has their faults.

"Last time someone looked at me like that, Winchester, I got laid."

"Do you want to get laid?" Dean smirks.

"Always." Y/N glances up at him through her eyelashes. Then before Dean could reply, she stuck the needle through his skin.

After the last stitch is done, Y/N stands up and is face to face with Dean. Dean looks into her eyes and then to her lips. He experiments by leaning and closer, as does she. Once their lips press together, Dean lets out a deep breath. He pulls away, but their faces stay close together.

"Thank you." Y/N nods and backs away to put her supplies back in their bag. Dean jumps off the counter and grabs her by the waist. Y/N drops everything on the floor and turns to him. He presses his body into hers and grabs her ass. "Up." Y/N jumps and wraps her legs around his waist. He walks over to the counter and places her on it, then pushes her legs apart and stands between them. He grabs the back of her neck and starts kissing her again. Y/N reaches her arms around his neck and puts her hand in his hair. Dean pulls away for a second. "Are you ok with this?" Y/N looks up to the ceiling and Dean starts kissing her neck.

"More than ok." She breathes.

§§§

The morning after they woke up and packed their stuff up, considering they had to go back home today. Y/N and Dean took a shower together to "Save water". Deans idea.

While Dean was shaving, Y/N got dressed. She had her normal outfit, consisting of a pair of jeans, a leather jacket and a pair of boots, but she was missing a shirt. Hers were all dirty, mostly with blood, dirt or whatever else decided to get on her shirt while hunting. She thought for a second.

I can't go shirtless.

Then she looked around the room and spotted Dean's bag.

Yahtzee.

Dean always overpacked. So, she walked over and unzipped his bag.

"Clean clothes are always on top."

She finds a green shirt and nods. She zips Dean's bag and puts the shirt on, she tucks it into her jeans so it's not as noticeable.

After a while Dean walks out, ready to go.

"Ready sweetheart?" Y/N nods and grabs her bags. Dean notices something as she walks past. She smells like him. Didn't she take a shower? Then he recognizes the shirt. The one he was going to wear today, but he decided on the blue one instead. "Is that my shirt?"

"Uh huh." Y/N nods as she smirks at Dean.

"You know, if it were anyone else I'd be mad. But you just look so beautiful in my clothes." Dean walks over and kisses her cheek before grabbing her hand and pulling her out of the room.

"My shirts were dirty."

"We should just get rid of all of your shirts."

Bedtime [Brett Talbot]

Description: Brett is cute when he is sleepy. 

"Go to sleep." Y/N whispers to her boyfriend. Who is currently awake at four in the morning and has not went to sleep yet. 

"I can't." Brett replies pressing the continue button on Netflix.

"Why the hell not?" Y/N leans up.

"Because I'm not tired." Brett smiles over to the girl.

"You woke up early yesterday, went to school, had lacrosse practice, went for a run, and you spent time with Stiles. How are you not tired?"

"I don't know, I'm just not tired." Brett chuckles. Y/N sits for a few seconds thinking. Then she straddles Brett. "I like how this is going." Before he can kiss her, Y/N pulls a pillow from her side and starts hitting him with it. "Ok. Never mind! I don't like how this is going!"

"Go!" Hit. "To!" Hit. "Sleep!" Hit.

Brett grabs the pillow before she can hit him again.

"I'll go to sleep if you give me a kiss." Y/N leans down and gives Brett a quick kiss. "That was lame."

"You are so annoying." She groans and leans back down.

"But you love me." Y/N gets off Brett and burrows into her comforter.

"Unfortunately, yes I do"

Hit.

"Ow, you asshole!"

"Go to sleep!"

Highway [Theo Raeken]

Description: Theo and Y/N get into an argument, and Y/N crashes.

Warnings: Car crash, mentions of blood, probably curse words.

A/N: This is based off the song “Highway Don’t Care” by Tim McGraw. 

Bet your window's rolled down and your hair's pulled back

And I bet you got no idea you're going way too fast

You're trying not to think about what went wrong

Trying not to stop 'til you get where you goin'

You're trying to stay awake so I bet you turn on the radio and the song goes

I can't live without you, I can't live without you, baby

I can't live without you, I can't live without you, baby, baby

Y/N's hair was pulled back in a sloppy ponytail, little baby hairs were flying around her face as the wind blew through her car. She was on a open road with no traffic, not paying attention to the speedometer as she drove. She and her boyfriend of two years, Theo had gotten into a fight. They don't normally fight, but when they did it was bad. By the end they both had raw throats and tears rolling down their face. Y/N always left before they could argue again. She wasn't leaving Theo, and he knew that, she was giving them time to calm down.

When she goes on drives she doesn't think about Theo, the argument or their relationship. She thought about her family, the beach, anything but him; but today that wasn't working. They had gotten into it because Theo about got himself killed protecting Scott. Y/N loved Scott like he was her brother, but after what he put Theo through the guy would still risk his life for the alpha and it made her mad.

Y/N gets pulled out of her trance by a approaching curve, once she gets back on straight road she turns the radio up and tries to keep herself aware of her surroundings.

The highway won't hold you tonight

The highway don't know you're alive

The highway don't care if you're all alone, but I do, I do.

The highway won't dry your tears

The highway don't need you here

The highway don't care if you're coming home, but I do, I do.

Theo had sat and cradled his head in his hands. He hated fighting with Y/N, because he loves her. Sure he had little flings before but Y/N is different. She's the one. He never treated any other person the way he treats Y/N. At night when they get ready for bed he always waits until she's in his arms to even think about closing his eyes. He cares about her more than anything in the world. He needs her.

Theo had gotten a feeling in his gut. It was telling him that something was wrong, and he needed to go after Y/N. So, he did.

I bet you got a dead cell phone in your shotgun seat

Yeah, I bet you're bending God's ear talking 'bout me.

You're trying not to let the first tear fall out

Trying not to think about turning around

You're trying not to get lost in the sound but that song is always on, so you sing along

Y/N's phone had died, so she unplugged it from the aux cord and tossed it in the passenger seat. Deep in the woods of Beacon County Y/N didn't get any cell service, or any channels on the radio. She needed sound, so she started talking. About Theo, The Pack, and everything that was going on in Beacon Hills. Every so often she would wipe under her eye, she didn't want to cry. What she wanted was to go home and see her boyfriend.

I can't live without you, I can't live without you, baby

I can't live without you I can't live without you baby, oh baby

Y/N couldn't see the truck coming from the side road until it was too late. The truck had  T-Boned her and sent her car rolling. She landed in the ditch upside down, unconscious and bloody.

The highway won't hold you tonight

The highway don't know you're alive

The highway don't care if you're all alone, but I do, I do.

The highway won't dry your tears

The highway don't need you here

The highway don't care if you're coming home, but I do, I do.

Theo knew where Y/N went each time they had a fight. It was a cabin at a lake that her family owns. Theo had been there with her multiple times. It didn't take him long to get close. After the curve you drive straight another ten miles.

I can't live without you, I can't live without you, baby

I can't live without you I can't live without you, baby, oh baby

His windows were rolled down so when he caught the scent of blood he slowed the truck down and started searching for the source.

Once it got really strong Theo saw the tire marks and pieces of car scattered across the road. He parked and got out. He followed the marks to the ditch and what he saw would scar him for life.

"Y/N!" Theo yelled as he rushed to the drivers side window.

Y/N had gained consciousness and heard Theo's voice.

"Th-Theo!" Her voice strained as she tried to catch his attention.

"Y/N, baby, are you ok?!" Theo got down to where he could see her and he wished he hadn't.

Y/N had blood, profusely dripping off her head and from around her legs.

"It hurts," she swallowed before she started again. "Everything hurts."

Theo was speechless. He didn't know what to say.

Hell, how would anyone know what to say?

"I'm going to call for help ok? Just keep talking!"

"I cant."

The highway don't care

The highway don't care

The highway don't care, but I do, I do.

Emotionless [Dean Winchester]

Description: Sammy dies and it hits Dean and the reader hard. 

Warnings: Mentions of blood, torture, Sam actually dies. 

They were too late. He had already bled out by time Y/N and Dean got to him. The ghouls that took on Adam and Kate's bodies cut Sam's wrists and hit the arteries. Along with the ripping his heart out and creating more gashes in his body, it didn't take long.

They killed the ghouls and gathered Sam's body. Y/N insisted on giving him a proper funeral, but Dean said "He died like a hunter, he deserves to go out like one.". He burned Sam's body. Y/N stood by him the whole time as Dean's face remained emotionless.

Typical Dean. Trying to be strong for the people he loves.

§§§

It's been two days. Dean, of course, threw himself into work. Y/N on the other hand, took care of Dean. Forcing him to at least drink and eat. Sleep didn't come easy for either of them. They were both exhausted but every time they closed their eyes all they saw was Sam lying on the table.

Y/N was also getting pissed at Dean. Not because of anything he's done, but because of what he's not doing. He hasn't cried, he's hasn't started the grieving process.

"Dean, do you need anything?" Y/N asks as she stands behind him. He's got Sam's laptop, his dad's journal and multiple newspapers.

"I'm fine." He answers, paying no mind to his girlfriend.

"Dean-."

"I'm busy."

"Would you stop for five minutes and just listen to me you jackass?!" She yells. Dean rises from his chair quickly, making it screech.

"What do you want me to listen about?!"

"You need to stop blocking your emotions out. This isn't good for you." Y/N explains. "You've thrown yourself into another case, you haven't cried, quivered, anything."

"Because I don't need to." Dean replies.

"Yes you do! Don't you get it?!" She yells. "Sam isn't coming back Dean! He's dead, we burned him. So yell, scream, cry. Just do something! Please, just let me know the Dean I know and love is still in there somewhere! Take it out on me if you have to!" Y/N cries.

Dean takes one look at the tear that rolls down her face and he immediately starts crying. Y/N walks to him and wraps her arms around him and he wraps his arms around her.

"I wish I couldn't feel a damn thing!" Dean sobs. "I'm feeling all of these things and I don't know how to handle it. Sammy is dead and I can't bring him back." Y/N pulls away to look at his face, she puts her hands on his cheeks and wipes his tears. "He's the only family I have. What am I supposed to do now?"

"You still have me, Dean. I will never, ever leave you. And I don't know what we're going to do next, but I'll be right by your side, ok? I'll always be by your side." Dean nods. "You need to hurt before you heal. You can't just push your feelings away, you're human. It's only natural to have these emotions, and I'm a woman, so your emotions won't scare me off or make me not love you anymore, so please for the love of god, don't feel like you need to be strong for me."

"I've told you how much I love you right?" Dean whispers. Y/N nods and Dean leans down to kiss her.

"I love you too Dean."

Big Sisters [Debbie Gallagher]

Description: Y/N is ready to beat someones ass to protect her little sister Debbie.

Warnings: Cussing.

The summer breeze was flowing through the house, people scattered all over. Y/N Gallagher herself was sitting at the counter looking at some bills and deciding which one to pay first.

The front door flew open and slammed shut. Y/N looked up to see who it was, but the person had already stomped up the stairs and slammed another door. She picked up the bill and the cash she had set out and walked out into the living room.

"Carl who was that?"

"Don't know."

Y/N rolled her eyes at her younger brother.

"Well can you keep an eye on them while I go find out please?" She gestures to the children sitting around the room.

"Sure."

Y/N makes her way upstairs and immediately spots her door, that wasn't shut when she was up there 15 minutes before. She walks over and softly knocks on the door.

"Debs? You okay?"

She doesn't get a reply but she hears her sniffles coming through the door. "Debbie, open the door."

Y/N backs away from the door and it pops open. She pushes it in all the way and sees the younger Gallagher sitting on her bed, still in her sundress and bikini, now full on sobbing. She kneels down in front of her sister and grabs her hands.

"Hey, what happened? Did someone hurt you?"

"They humiliated me!"

"Who? What did they do?"

"These girls at the pool. I just wanted to fit in."

"Debbie. What. Did. They. Do."

"They made it look like I had my period. It was just ketchup! Everyone laughed Y/N. Everyone." Debbie continues to sob. Y/N brings her sister into a hug

"Hey, don't let them get to you. You're a Gallagher, we're tough little bastards."

The next morning Fiona walks into the girls' room, but it's empty. So, she walks over to Lip's room, but he says he hasn't seen either of them. The other boys say the same thing. Fiona then walks downstairs into the kitchen where Mickey is drinking Orange Juice from the carton.

"Hey, have you seen Y/N and Debbie?"

"Yeah, left about 30 minutes ago."

"Did they say where they were going?"

"Yeah Y/N said she was going to beat a bitch."

"And you didn't stop her?!"

"No, she looked pissed off. Why the fuck would I get in the middle of that?!"

"Lip! Ian! Get down here we have to go to the pool!" Fiona yells.

Y/N is the nicest Gallagher, but she's scrappy. Especially when it comes to Carl, Debbie or Liam. They are little, they can't protect themselves.

"What the hell is going on?!" Ian asks as he, Lip, and Carl run down the stairs.

"Y/N and Debbie went to the pool."

"Hey, she also took the bat." Mickey nonchalantly adds.

"Oh shit."

Debbie sits on the lounge chair holding the bag as Y/N stands beside her pointing girls out.

"That one?"

"No."

"That one?"

"No."

"That one?"

"Yes."

"Ok. Stay here."

Y/N then proceeds to walk over to the other side of the pool where the girls are standing.

"Hello." Y/N smiles.

"What do you want?" The blonde asks.

"Why do you get off on humiliating pre-teen girls?"

"Excuse you?" The brunette chuckles.

"No. Excuse you." Y/N brings her fist up and clocks her in the face, knocking her down to the ground.

"Hey-!" She then pulls the blondes head down to her knee and knees her in the face. She then proceeds to grab her by the hair and toss her into the pool.

The rest of the Gallagher clan arrives just as Y/N knees the blonde in the face.

"Fuck."

"That's gonna hurt."

"Shit."