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Training [Isaac Lahey]

Description: Y/N and the pack have a training session.

Warnings: Use of weapons.

Y/N, Isaac, and the rest of the pack had decided to do a “training” day. Mostly for Scott’s Beta, Liam, but it was for everyone; especially with the hunters around. Y/N herself wasn’t a supernatural, but she is a hunter, along with Allison, so they were paired up with each other in addition to Stiles with his bat.

The three humans stayed over by the cars while the others found a hiding spot. After five minutes Scott called Allison and they walked into the woods. Y/N’s weapons of choice were a bow, knives and homemade wolfsbane canisters. Those were just for fun though.

“Y/N, Stiles and I are going this way, you go the other.” Allison whispered. Y/N nodded in response and pulled the bottom of her arrow back to where it hit her cheekbone, ready to fire at anytime.

Malia was the first to advance on the hunter but was thrown back by an arrow ripping through the flesh of her thigh.

“Try something more unexpected.” Y/N whispered. She heard a tree branch snap and turned around throwing a knife and hitting Liam in the shoulder and sticking him to the tree.

After watching the two others try to sneak up on his armed girlfriend, Isaac decided to do something new. As he hid on a long branch just above the girl he decided his best attack would be to drop down.

After Y/N battled off Scott and Liam she was facing away from Isaac, giving him the perfect chance to surprise her. He jumped down and before he could move a muscle Y/N already had him on the floor with a knife to his neck.

“That didn’t work.” Isaac mutters. Y/N chuckles and puts her knife back in her thigh holster and leans back down to press her lips to Isaac’s.

“No it didn’t, but it was a good idea babe.” Y/N stands up and holds her hand out for her boyfriend, who grabs it and stands himself up.

“That was good. Who wants to go again?” Scott asks. Isaac leans down to Y/N’s ear and whispers.

“That was hot.” Y/N grins. “We should blow off training and go back to your house.” Isaac hints. Y/N continues to stare straight ahead.

“Not a chance, Lahey.”

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!"

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."

Panic [Stiles Stilinski]

Description: Stiles and Y/N crash. 

Warnings: Panic attack, blood. 

It was storming. The car that went around the curve was speeding. The headlights weren't on. He should've known better than to speed like that. 

Stiles opened his eyes and groaned. His body felt like it had been thrown against a brick wall a thousand times. He finally looks around. He is hanging in his seat, only restrained by the seatbelt. Something shifts on the passenger side and lets out a whimper

"Stiles? Are you alright?" Stiles turns his head to his girlfriend. She's laying on her side, surrounded by shattered glass, blood and clutching a wound on her stomach.

"Oh god. Y/N you need to stay awake, help is coming!"

"Stiles, I don't know how much longer I can do that."

"No you're going to stay awake." Stiles maneuvers himself to where he can jump down without landing on her and sits beside her. Y/N's eyes are closed, and her body is limp.

§§§

"Stiles?!" Sheriff Stilinski called out for his son. This has always been his worst nightmare. To be the first on the scene of a bad crash to see his sons blue jeep. Now that nightmare is a reality.

The jeep is laid on the passenger side with shattered glass laying all around it. It is smashed and scraped signaling the points as to where it fell before it came to a complete stop by the rock wall.

"Dad!" Stiles voice comes from inside the jeep. The older Stilinski runs over, climbs on top of the jeep and peers down through the drivers door. Stiles is sitting on the ground holding pressure on Y/N's abdomen where blood is still gushing out. "You have to help her. Please dad!" Stiles cries.

The car directed its hit into the passenger side, where Y/N is still buckled in laying on her side unconscious.

"It wont stop! I don't think its supposed to be coming out this fast!"

Stiles could feel it coming on. His pulse is raised. His breathing is fast and ragged. It's been happening a lot lately.

It is a panic attack.

"The ambulance is on its way. Are you okay?" Stiles has a few cuts and bruises, but other than that he is fine.

"I'm fine, I-I just need to get her out of here."

Eventually Y/N was pulled out of the jeep and rushed to the hospital, but Stiles stood in front of the jeep looking down at his hands.

Still covered in her blood.

Scott showed up and was talking to Parrish when he heard Stiles' heartbeat and breathing. He walked over to his best friend and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Stiles?"

But Stiles was in his own world, trying to calm himself down.

"Stiles!" Stiles grabbed his chest as hit heaved, trying to get a full breath in.

"I-I breathe. I can't." He took a shaky breath and tried again.

"I cant breathe."

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.

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."

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.

Paramedic [Kelly Severide]

Description: Severide saves his girlfriend and Shay’s asses.

Warnings: Mentions of drugs, guns, and I think that is it.

"Pulse is fading fast!" Shay exclaims as she and her PIC examine the patient while another man bangs his fist on the back doors of the rig.

"Open the door! Open the damn door!" The man yells.

"How long till the cops get here?!" Y/N says into her radio.

"Y/L/N, listen to me, you can't wait for the cops. You need to get out of there." The dispatcher replies.

"Negative, we need two minutes to keep our patient from going into cardiac arrest." Y/N replies.

"You don't have two minutes! Fifty yards West of you dead ends into Carlav Avenue. Take the rig and make a left. Now!"

§§§

Back at Station Fifty-One, Kelly and Chief Boden were listening in on the girls' radio traffic while standing around the Squad Table.

"We have to stabilize our patient!" Y/N holds her ground. In the background you can hear pounding and screaming on the doors.

"Take the Squad and go." Boden orders.

§§§

Now three men were pounding on the ambulances doors.

"Hey! Open up!"

Shay looks over at her partner and Y/N nods. She gets up and walks over to the window.

"Hey! Listen ok? This guys in really bad shape. Let us get him bandaged to stop the bleeding and we'll let him go." She negotiates. What the men didn't know was that Y/N was quietly sneaking out the side door to get in the front seat. "No questions asked." She adds.

"Let him out the ambulance first!" The shorter of the three shouts.

"Ok, whatever you say! But get back!"

The engine roars to life and the tallest man jumps up on the back of the rig.

"Open the damn door!"

Y/N stomps on the gas and the force makes the man fall off. They begin to chase the vehicle, but decide to get in their car. She makes a left turn and they go around the corner a few seconds after them.

"Y/L/N!" Shay yells.

"Yeah! I see them!" Y/N yells back.

"Ok, you're approaching an alley, take the first left before you get there." Dispatch says.

"Wait, wait, wait! That leads into a warehouse! There's nowhere to go!"

"Trust me. Go to the loading docks."

Y/N makes the turn and parks before making sure the car has gone past and getting out and into the back.

"You take the head and I'll grab an IV." She tells Shay. Shay nods and unzips the mans jacket, only to find multiple bags of drugs taped to him.

"No we know why this guy is so popular."

"Dispatch to Ambulance Sixty-One. Police Assistance has been detoured. New ETA is five minutes." Both girls look at each other and give a 'oh shit' look.

"Ten-Four main."

Shay presses her stethoscope to the mans chest and listens. "Lung sounds diminished. He's circling."

"Ok, I'm gonna use an IO Drill. That's the only way we're going to get him to Med alive." But before she can grab her supplies she is interrupted by her radio.

"Y/L/N they're coming back."

She quickly grabs her stuff and drills into the mans shin. She puts the line in and Shay tells her that they've arrived.

"Alright, lets get out of here." Shay opens the door and jumps out, then the men start shooting at her. "Shots fired! Shots fired!" Y/N yells as she ducks from the shot out window. A set of sirens come from the road they pulled off of. Suddenly Squad Three pulls in front of the Ambulance and Kelly jumps out and gets in the back of the rig with his girlfriend. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Making sure you guys don't get killed!" She then notices the haligan in his hand. Then Kelly notices the drug bags laying around the ambulance.

"They were taped to him."

Then the sound of a squad car speeding down the alley causes the men to stop shooting at the Squad truck.

§§§

"You guys ok?" Kelly asks after Y/N backed the rig into its designated space.

"Yeah, it just added an hour to our normal time at the hospital." Shay huffs. Everyone on the apparatus floor chuckles.

"We're fine, but thank you for saving our asses." Y/N says as she looks around the Squad Table. They all smile at the girl who is encased in their Lieutenants arms.

"You know we've got to protect our family Y/L/N, especially our stubborn paramedics." Bodens booming voice says.

"Ok, we are not that stubborn." Shay argues.

Kelly looks down at his girlfriend and smiles when he sees she was already looking.

"You really didn't have to come after us." Y/N says.

"You know I'd always go after you. You're my paramedic."

Pain [Jay Halstead]

Description: Y/N gets shot during a standoff. 

Warnings: Guns, blood, cussing probably.

Shots rang out as Intelligence tried to catch their subject. Justin Smith. He's killed seven people. He was discharged from the Marines under Dishonorable Conditions for shooting a man in Afghanistan. He's ruthless and he's got impeccable aim, so the team was really on edge.

"Y/L/N!" Voight yells. "You and Halstead move!" He demands.

Y/N and Jay were partners. They knew each other before they were partnered up considering they used to live on the same street, but they worked well together and got the job done.

Y/N moves behind Jay so she can cover him while he runs behind the wall to get closer to Smith. She holds her gun up and rests her hand on the back of Jays vest. He takes off and is safe in a matter of seconds.

Smith ducks down and Y/N takes her chance to run for it, but while she does that Smith shoots her in the leg with a sniper rifle. She shoots at him as she falls to the ground and she hits his shoulder.

"Y/N!" Jay yells.

"Halstead go! I'll cover you!" Atwater yells over the commotion. Jay runs over and grabs Y/N's vest, normally she'd hold her hand out so he didn't have to be exposed for long, but she passed out from hitting the ground hard.

He drags her behind the wall and collapses to the ground with her. Jay props her up and takes her thigh holster off so he can have access to her wound. It's a through and through, but it's bleeding heavily, so there's a good chance Smith hit her femoral artery. Jay reaches for his radio and keys it.

"Intelligence to Main."

"Go ahead Intelligence."

"Officer down. Through and through in the left thigh, possible femoral artery involvement. Have a Ambulance stage a block away from our location." He shouts over the gunfire. He puts the radio back and grabs his knife. He cuts the sleeve of Y/N's shirt off and makes it into a tourniquet. He twists it tight and Y/N groans in pain.

"Stop. Stop." She tries to push his hands away but Jay keeps his hands in place. "Stop." He looks up to see her face has paled significantly, she has bags under her eyes and she's sweating. His eyes widen and he swallows hard.

"I know it hurts." He breathes. "Just a little while longer. Ok?" She doesn't answer so he looks up again. She's slumped over with her eyes closed. Jay reaches up and presses his fingers to her carotid artery. Her pulse is there, but it's faint and slowing down.

"Voight!" He yells into his radio. "I need cover, she's bleeding out!"

"Atwater! Lindsay! Cover Halstead!" Voight orders. Kevin and Erin keep their guns on Smith and Jay throws Y/N over his shoulder and runs towards the door. Once he makes it out he grabs his radio again.

"Main where's our ambulance staged?!"

"Intersection of Main and Lake Shore." Jay turns and sprints to the ambulances location.

Once he turns the corner of Main street the paramedics get out and open up the back doors.

"Detective Y/N Y/L/N, twenty-five years old, GSW to the left thigh, definite Femoral Artery involvement, pulse is weak." He jumps in the back and puts her on the cot.

"Alright, off to Med."

§§§

It's been two hours. Two hours of waiting and pacing. Will had taken Y/N up to the OR after they got to the hospital. Jay felt a little bit better knowing it was his brother looking after her, and he knew Will would do everything to save her because Will knew how Jay felt about his partner. He's in love with her.

The rest of Intelligence had to go back to the district because they caught another case, but Jay was told to stay and wait for an update. Jay was nervous. He didn't know if he had the tourniquet tight enough, or if he had waited too long to get her out of the situation. He was about to go ask the nurse at the desk if she knew Y/N's condition when Will walked out.

"Hey, is she ok?" Jay asks.

"She's fine, we repaired her artery and gave her some blood back. She's awake and asking to see you." Jay sighs in relief. He puts his hand out to Will and he shakes his hand while pulling him in for a hug.

"Thank you." Will nods and gestures for Jay to follow him. They walk down a couple of hallways before stopping in front of a half opened door. Will knocks and steps in.

"I've got a visitor for you Y/N." Will moves so she can see Jay and when he steps in her eyes light up. "I'm gonna go check on my other patients. Press the call button if you need anything." Both detectives nod and Will closes the door on his way out.

"Hi." Jay says as he sits in the chair next to her bed.

"Hi." Y/N quietly says.

"You scared the hell out of me, you know that?" Jay grabs her hand.

"I know, and I'm sorry." Y/N brings their hands up to her lips and presses a kiss to Jay's knuckle.

"Don't be sorry. As long as you're ok, I'll be good."

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."

When Patients Attack [Connor Rhodes]

Description: A patient assaults Y/N.

Warnings: Blood, assault. 

"Dr. Y/L/N, this is Louie Gramza, unconscious forty year old male, had a seizure in the ambulance on the way here. Five centimeter laceration across the forehead, Abdominal Contusions. BP and Heart Rate are slightly elevated." The paramedic finishes his handover and Y/N starts giving orders. She takes her penlight out and pulls Louie's eyelids back.

"Dr. Y/L/N his oxygen levels are low." A nurse says.

"Start him on oxygen and get me a Neurosurgery Consult, his left pupil is enlarged."

"Yes doctor." The nurse says. She runs out of the room to get to the phone.

While Y/N and April are getting ready to clean and stitch the laceration, Dr. Halstead runs into the room and asks if he could steal April for an emergency.

"Go ahead. I got this." On their way out the door to the trauma bay closes. She turns back to Louie and grabs the antiseptic. "Ok, Louie, lets get this stitched up."

§§§

After finishing the stitches, Y/N was told there was a wait on the Neuro Consult, so she started cleaning up the kit she used. She had her back turned to Louie, so she didn't notice when he woke up, and started to stand. He bumped the cart beside him and she quickly turned around.

"Louie, you're ok, but you should really get back in bed." She places her hands on his shoulders and tries to persuade him into at least sitting down. Louie grunts and pushes her back. She stumbles but doesn't fall. "Louie, get back in the bed now." She states firmly.

Louie suddenly shoves her into the bins and she falls. Then he grabs her and pushes her onto the gurney and she kicks and scratches at him. "Louie!" He grabs her by the neck and shoves her into the wall again, but this time into the glass cabinet. The glass shatters and Y/N can feel some of it get stuck in her neck and head, but she still fights to get him off. He grabs her by the neck and pushes her head into the window. It cracks, and she struggles to get a breath in. He does it a second and a third time before she goes unconscious.

§§§

"Hey April. Where's Y/N?" Connor asks as he stands by the nurses station.

"Last time I saw her was when we were in Baghdad treating a patient, but I got pulled."

"That was over an hour ago." Connor states. "No one has seen her since then?"

"I don't know, I'm sorry." April shrugs.

Connor decides to go look for her, so when he walks through the door, he is stunned at what he sees.

His fiancée. On the floor. Beat to hell.

"I need some help in here!" He yells. Immediately, April, Natalie, Will and a few other nurses join him in the room.

"Oh my god." April mutters before going to help Louie, knowing Connor will take care of Y/N. Will goes to help Connor as well.

"Get me that backboard! We're taking her into another room."

Y/N had her eyes closed, because her head felt like it was going to explode. She couldn't move and couldn't hear anything, so her eyes shot open as soon as Will and Connor rolled her onto her back. They both tried to talk to her, but all she heard was ringing, no words, sounds, nothing.

"Y/N, what happened?" Connor asks. She just looks at him with wide, confused eyes. Will looks at Connor and they share a look. "Can you move? Can you speak?"

They finally get her into another trauma room and start examining her.

"Her neck is bruised and swollen, she needs an airway evaluation." Will says, Natalie joins and pushes Connor out of the way.

While the doctors work on her, Y/N brings her right hand to her left ring finger.

It's gone.

"Y/N your lung is collapsing, we're going to need to push a chest tube in." Will tries telling her, but she still can't hear a single thing.

Maggie then rushes into the trauma room pulling her gloves on. Y/N and Maggie have a mother-daughter relationship. Y/N's parents were doctors here and she'd see Maggie all of the time.

"Hi, sweetie, follow my finger with your eyes ok?" Maggie says. She puts her finger in front of the doctors face and she follows it. Knowing that's what Maggie wanted her to do because that was their protocol. Maggie goes to grab a penlight when Y/N grabbed her hand. She used her right hand to point at her ring finger. Maggie looks down and realizes the beautiful ring is gone. "Connor! Her ring is gone!"

He walks up beside them and looks. "I don't care about the ring, it can be replaced. I only care about her right now."

"She loves that ring, you gave it to her."

Connor nods and his eyes widen. "Wait, did she hear you? Did she tell you her ring is gone?"

"I think she heard me, and no she grabbed my hand and pointed. Why? Has she not been following you guys?"

"No, she seems almost confused." Connor walks around to the other side and gives Will room to place the tube. He touches her jaw and Y/N immediately cringes. "Her jaws dislocated. I need to set it."

"You can't Connor." Natalie says.

"Have any of you set a jaw before?" He challenges. The other two shake their heads. "I'm doing it." He grabs gauze to place under his fingers and then grips it. "This is going to hurt."

POP

Tears well up in Y/N's eyes and Connor grabs her hand.

§§§

Connor sits in the chair beside her bed. She had just gotten out of surgery and was still asleep. While she was in surgery Connor went back to find her ring. It was mixed in with a pile of glass shards.

"She's going to so happy you found that." Maggie says as she stands in the doorway.

Connor looks around the room and tears gather in the corner of his eyes.

"I don't understand why he'd do that to her."

"He had a Epidural Hematoma. Y/N requested a Neuro Consult, but everything was a mess and the nurse didn't get it sent. She stayed with him because that's what she thought was going on."

"And this damn ring, it's all she cared about."

"She cares about it because it's from you, and she absolutely loves you. You're her favorite person."

Connor chuckles and wipes his tears. "I really do not deserve that woman."

Y/N taps Connor's hand, trying to get his attention.

"Hey, how are you feeling? Can you hear now?" She nods and makes a thumbs up. Connor smiles and presses a kiss to her forehead. "Look what I found." He pulls out the ring and her face lights up. She holds her left hand out for him to put it on her finger. "I also got this for you." He hands her a small dry-erase board and a marker. 

Y/N grabs it and turns it away from him. After a few moments she turns it around again. “I love you” is written with a heart besides it. 

“I love you too.”

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."

Pick Me [Stiles Stilinski & Isaac Lahey]

Description: Stiles is in love with Y/N but she’s not in love with him. 

"He is so cute." Y/N thinks as she watches Isaac Lahey stands next to Scott on the Lacrosse field. She didn't normally sit there and watch them practice because that's creepy, but Stiles needed a ride home because Roscoe is in the shop, so she waited for him. Stiles was currently practicing his shots and kept bouncing the ball off of the goalies helmet. Isaac and Scott laugh at her friends attempts at making a goal. "He has an adorable laugh, beautiful heart, gorgeous face and he's snarky, just like me. We'd be a perfect match." She thinks again.

After a while Coach Finstock finally calls practice for the day Stiles trudges over to his friend.

"Good practice Stiles." Y/N says with a smile.

"Yeah, ok." Stiles snorts.

"Oh come on Mieczyslaw, you're human. Cut yourself some slack. Scott and Isaac are on werewolf steroids, so that's not really fair." Stiles looks at her for a second before nodding. He shoves his gloves in his bag then turns to her.

"Again with the first name. How many times do I have to tell you to stop saying that." He whines.

"For the rest of our lives Mieczyslaw. See, rolls right off the tongue." Y/N chuckles. "Anyways, did Isaac say anything to you about me?" She asks hopefully.Earlier, Y/N and Stiles made a deal, that if she gave him rides until his Jeep was finished, he'd ask Isaac about her.

"Yeah, he uh, said it was sweet of you to give me rides and you look nice today." Stiles says as he rips his cleats off. He doesn't want to do this, but Y/N really likes Isaac and he'd never be able to tell her no. Y/N blushes and looks down at the ground. "We should go. I have homework." Y/N nods and grabs her bag. She leads Stiles to her car and gets in after putting her bag in the backseat.

On the way to Stiles' house Y/N turns to him. "I feel like I should talk to him. Should I talk to him? It might be a bad idea." She rambles. Stiles looks over at her and smiles. They have a lot in common.

"You should. I think he likes you." He says.

"That or it's his flirty personality." Stiles thinks.

"Are you sure? I really like him and I don't want to screw everything up."

"I am 99.9% sure he has feelings for you too." Stiles sighs. After that Y/N pulls up in front of Stiles' house and he gets out immediately and throws a 'Thanks' over his shoulder. "Why can't she be in love with me." He mutters.

Y/N pulls away and starts thinking. "I feel confident. I should probably do this now." So she turns onto Scott's street.

§§§

Once she makes it to Scott's, after sitting in her car for a minute, making sure she looks ok, she walks up to the front door. She hears music coming from inside, so she rings the doorbell. After a minute she rings it again. After three minutes she puts her hand on the doorknob and turns it to find out it's unlocked. She walks in and closes the door behind her. Obviously the music is so loud Isaac can't even hear over it, even with his enhanced hearing. She follows the sound up to Isaac's door and knocks on it.

"Isaac, it's Y/N, can I come in?" After no one answers she gets worried and twists the handle to push the door open. Her eyes immediately land on Isaac on top of Allison, who is shirtless and has one bra strap off. They are making out. Y/N drops her keys that she'd held in her hand and puts her palm over her mouth. "Oh my god."

Isaac jumps up and looks over at her. He turns his music down and Allison covers herself up.

"Y/N, what the hell?! Don't you know how to knock?!" He yells.

Y/N bends down and grabs her keys quickly. "I did. I'm sorry. I-I rang the doorbell and no one answered and I got worried so I walked in and you didn't answer when I knocked so I thought you were hurt or something." She rushes.

"I'm fine. What do you want? I'm kind of busy here." Isaac replies in a cold tone.

He's never been like this.

Y/N stares at Isaac before opening her mouth. "Nice to know we feel differently about each other." She snarls. She turns and runs down the stairs. She slams the front door on her way out and her tires screech as she pulls away from the curb. All with tears running down her face.

§§§

"He lead me on! He acted like he had feelings for me! When does a boy ever give flowers to a girl he doesn't like?" Y/N rants to Stiles. Stiles just sits on his computer chair as she paces his room. "No guy will ever love me. Am I that bad?"

"I do." Stiles whispers, he didn't think she'd hear it, but of course in true Y/N Y/L/N fashion, she did.

"What was that?" She asks.

Stiles' eyes widen and he decides this is it.

He's finally going to tell her he loves her.

"I do. I love you!" He exclaims and pushes off of his chair. "So, pick me. Choose me. Love me." He says.

Y/N looks at him for a few seconds before dropping her eyes to the floor. "Stiles. I can't."

"Well there goes my heart."

One Guy [Ethan Dolan]

Description: Y/N is in love with a twin, but not who you think.

A/N: Inspired by googledol’s edit on instagram. 

"There was this one guy. Smart,"

"Gray! That was amazing!" Y/N yells as she runs to hug him. She had asked him to help fix her dirt bike. She broke something while riding deep in the trails behind her house and even her dad couldn't figure it out, and her dad could fix literally anything.

Grayson had taken it back to his house and spent the whole night before looking through it, trying to pinpoint what was wrong with the thing.

After multiple curse words being used, finger pinches and dropped tools he figured it out.

The next morning he pulled into the Y/L/N's driveway at exactly ten thirty a.m. Y/N was already out riding her four wheeler when she saw Grayson's truck stop.

She drove up to him and jumped off. "Hey! You couldn't figure it out either, could you?" She gestures to her bike in the bed of the truck. Grayson chuckles and jumps into the bed.

"Help me get it down and onto the track and we'll see."

Once they got the dirt bike out on the trail Grayson said he'd test it out for her. Y/N waited over the hill that they'd made for jumps and she hears Grayson start it up. He revved it a couple of times and then sped down the trail and over the hill, doing a jump and landing close to her.

"Gray! That was amazing!" Y/N yells as she runs to hug him. "Oh my god! I can't believe you got it to work! You're so smart, thank you!"

"Loyal."

Y/N's date had ditched her. Again.

The first time he had said he got sick, and she believed him because a respiratory virus had been going around lately. This time she didn't know what'd happened. She received no text, call, anything. She just stood there, outside of the restaurant they were supposed to meet at and waited for an hour. The place was a good thirty to forty minutes away from her house depending on traffic and it had just started raining.

She gets in her car and sends the boy, Daniel, a text saying she was leaving, and she doesn't want to talk to him again. She puts her phone down and buckles her seatbelt, then puts her foot on the brake to press start her car. She presses the button and nothing happens. She tries two more times to make sure she isn't crazy and again, nothing happens. She punches the steering wheel and tears well up in her eyes.

'Of course this happens. I've already had a shitty day.' She thinks.

It can't be the key fob battery. She had just replaced that. So, it had to be something wrong with the car itself. She grabs her phone and texts her dad. He and her mother went out of town yesterday for a convention in Florida. She told him what was going on and he texted back saying he was calling a tow truck for her, but she'd need to get a ride because her parents didn't trust Uber's.

Y/N sighs and leans back in her seat, going through her brain to see who she could call to pick her up. Grayson, is on a date. Ethan, is at home with the respiratory virus. Her Uncle is on vacation. Her friends are all at parties, most definitely drunk.

She's stranded at a damn steakhouse.

"I could text Grayson and ask him indirectly if he's still on his date." She says to herself and grabs her phone.

Y/N Y/L/N

Hey Gray, how did your date go?

He texts back immediately.

Grayson Dolan

Ugh, don't get me started. How's yours going?

"Oh thank god." She mumbles.

Y/N Y/L/N

Well I've been stood up again and now my car won't start, so I'm sitting in the parking lot, stranded until the tow truck gets here.

Grayson Dolan

I'm on my way.

Once Grayson arrives the man had just finished loading her car up. She thanks him and then runs to Grayson's car so she doesn't get anymore drenched than she is. She gets in and buckles her seatbelt and then sees the water on the seats.

"Sorry about the water, and thank you for picking me up."

"It's ok babe, they're leather. And you're welcome, gave me an excuse to leave anyway."

Her eyes widen and she turns to him. "Gray, you were still on your date?! You didn't have to leave to come pick me up!"

Grayson chuckles and shakes his head. "You're my partner in crime. I'd drop everything for you."

"And, he was also, well, unique."

"This one is for the boys with the booming system! Top down, AC with the cooler system! When he come up in the club, he be blazin' up got stacks on deck like he savin' up!" Grayson screams at the top of his lungs while he raps to Nicki Minaj's "Super Bass". Y/N laughs as she records him to put on her Snapchat.

'He doesn't even know I'm standing behind him.' She captions it.

After it's posted Grayson turns around, acting like his hand is a microphone and stops singing.

"Oh shit!" He exclaims.

"Just trust me on this one.We were incompatible."

They were so different. Grayson was shy, not really outgoing. And she would never hold that against him, but she was adventurous, talking to random people all of the time, wanting to take risks.

Opposites attract, but maybe not romantically.

"You said one guy. Am I to assume there were more?" Y/N's grandmother asks.

"Well... There was this other guy." She replies.

Grayson's twin, and Y/N's other absolute best friend, Ethan. She's been crushing on Ethan since seventh grade. He was smart, loyal, unique, loud and adventurous. They were basically the same person, just different genders.

"Hey pretty girl." Ah. His infamous nickname for her.

"Hey pretty boy." She smiles.

They're soulmates.