Stitches [Dean Winchester]

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."

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.

Wisdom [Harrison Reid]

Description: Harrison gets his wisdom teeth out, and he is very endearing when he is drugged up. 

Warnings: None, unless you count wisdom teeth removal and Harrison being cute. 

"Are you nervous?" Y/N asks her boyfriend, Harrison.

"No, not really." Harrison replies. "Just nervous about how I'm going to act after." He runs his hand through his hair and sighs.

"Why?"

"Because any other time I've been under anesthesia, I've said weird things."

"You say weird things when you're sober. What's the difference?"

"Not helping." Harrison groans and leans on her shoulder, head resting at the base of her neck. Y/N laughs and scratches his scalp.

"I'm just trying to keep your mind off of it."

"Yeah yeah."

Harrison's name gets called and the couple go back to the room, and they let Y/N stay with him until he's put under. She presses a quick kiss to his forehead and squeezes his hand before making her way back into the waiting room.

§§§

"Where Y/N?" She hears Harrison ask from his room. He was out of surgery and finally able to see her, so he wasn't patient.

"She's coming- Ah, there she is." The nurse says and Harrison quickly looks to the door.

"Y/N! I missed you sooooooooooo much. This much." He spreads his arms out as far as they go.

"I missed you too Hutz." She sits in the chair besides his recliner and he grabs her hand.

"You're hands are so soft and small. It's so cute. I love it." He slurs, but inspects her hands as if he was a detective.

"They fit right in yours don't they?" Y/N smiles.

"Yeah. -I wanna call Maxi." He jumps from subject to subject.

Lifeguarding- dogs, food- candles, Australian thongs- American thongs. Y/N's smile- Y/N's hair. It just goes on and on until she finally is able to get him in the car to take him home.

"Can I call him now?" Y/N nods and gives Harrison her phone so he can find Maxi's contact, so when he does he puts the phone to his ear, but doesn't realize Y/N's phone is connected to the Bluetooth in the car, so Maxi's voice isn't coming from the phone.

"Hey Y/N, what's up?" Maxi answers.

"Maxi, mate it is me, Hutz."

"Oh hey bud, how are you? How'd your surgery go?"

"Good, good." Harrison says. "Maxi, Y/N is so beautiful and nice. She's so good to me. I have puffy cheeks and she isn't making fun of me." Harrison says.

"She is mate. She's a great girl."

"Yeah, I just love her so much man. She's perfect. Like she could blow up my car and I wouldn't get mad."

"Heart eyes huh?" Maxi chuckles.

"Yes- Oh my god, her eyes are so pretty. I love them so much. I could stare at them all day."

He keeps going on and on, all the way home, but Y/N doesn't say anything, she just tries to keep a straight face. So when she gets Harrison's gauze changed and gets him back into comfy clothes he passes out in bed, while she makes him supper, and cleans the house.

"Hey Maxi." She hears Harrison say. "I'm good. Yeah, Y/N's been taking care of me.- I did what?- Oh my god.- Yeah I do.- Alright mate. I'll see you tomorrow, bye." He hangs up and groans. So, Y/N takes that as her cue to enter.

"How're you feeling babe?" She sits beside him.

"Better." Harrison answers with his arms over his face.

"Who was that?" She asks.

"Maxi." He breathes. "He said I called him earlier from your phone while you were driving and told me everything I said."

"Yeah, it was cute. You didn't even know I could hear you even though I was right beside you." Y/N laughs. "You're very endearing when you're drugged up."

"Hey!" Harrison exclaims and sits up. "I'm endearing all of the time."

Fireflies [Scott McCall]

Description: Scott and Y/N fight off Boyd and Cora while they are under the influence of the full moon.

Warnings: I don't there are any for once. 

"Y/N! Look out!" Scott yells as he fights off Boyd. Y/N turns to the side and sees Cora approaching quickly. She flicks out her claws and growls, challenging the rogue wolf. Cora immediately replies by lunging at her sister. If Cora was occupied trying to rip her sisters throat out, that meant she wasn't killing an innocent person.

Y/N grabs Cora's arm, twists it backwards and breaks it, knowing it won't heal until Cora stops and sets it. She howls out in pain and immediately recovers. She uses her other arm to claw Y/N's legs, making her wobble for a split second before tackling her sister to the ground. Y/N grabs Cora's arms, trying to pin her down.

"Cora, stop! I know you don't want to do this!" Y/N's voice is almost demonic as she has fully shifted to keep Cora somewhat under control and to boost her strength. Cora's eyes flicker to brown before turning yellow again. Y/N let her guard down, also shifting her eyes back from their bright blue, but just as she did that, Cora started up again.

Y/N gets thrown to the ground and is jumped on by her sister. Cora starts slashing at her upper body. Y/N lets a deep growl out before forcefully pushing Cora off of her and onto the ground.

Scott had been watching Y/N and Cora while he was with Isaac and Derek fighting off Boyd. He knew Cora was just as angry as Boyd and Y/N was by herself. Y/N jumped up off the ground and Scott saw the deep wounds healing through the rips in her shirt. Cora jumps on her sister again, this time biting her shoulder. Y/N struggles to get her off. Scott runs over, grabs Cora by the back of the neck and throws her into a tree.

Boyd and Cora end up running off and the four werewolves stand by each other.

"What were you thinking, taking her on by yourself?!" Scott exclaims.

"I was stopping her from doing something she'd regret." Y/N flashes her blue eyes towards him.

"She could've killed you." Isaac states.

"Are you two that dense that I have to explain what I was doing?! I kept her from killing an innocent person!"

Although Derek didn't want yet another of his sisters to be dead, he knew Y/N was trying to protect Cora.

"She was about to rip your throat out!"

"I don't need you to tell me what she was about to do." Y/N turns around and starts walking in the opposite direction. "I can take care of myself just fine."

And as Y/N walked away a bright firefly landed on her shoulder.

Locked In [Derek Hale]

Description: Derek locks Y/N in a closet. 

Y/N Y/L/N. 

Werewolf? No.

WereCoyote? No.

Banshee? No.

Kitsune? No.

Hellhound? No.

Human? Yes.

Huntress? Definitely.

Though she has the weapons, and skills to defend herself and others she felt constricted. Derek, Y/N's best friend is overprotective. Not just a 'No you're not going' overprotective. It is more along the lines of 'I will lock you in a room with no windows until I get back' overprotective.

That's where she's at now.

In a room.

With no windows.

And a locked door.

"Derek!" Y/N yells as she kicks the door. The pack is going after Void, and in their past meetings he had expressed his want to kill the woman. So, Derek decided to tie her hands up and lock her in a room.

"You're not going Y/N! I'm trying to keep you safe!"

"Yeah! And you better be keeping yourself safe because when I get out of here I'm going to kill you!" She shouts, getting even more irritated.

"You don't mean that." Derek's voice softens.

"I know I don't mean that, but seriously Der! You had to tie my hands?!"

"You'd break the door down if I didn't."

Y/N looks down at her knife holster strapped to her thigh, and sighs when she sees it's missing.

"The knife too?" Derek chuckles and looks at his phone to see a text from Scott. "I have to go, ok? Don't try and break the door."

"Fine!" Derek smiles and starts to walk out the door. "But do me a favor and be careful!"

"I'll be fine."

"You better, because if you die I'll starve to death in here!"

"Funny Y/L/N."

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.