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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 3

Season One. Episode Four.

Phantom Traveler (Part 1)

You groaned when a ringtone of a phone woke you up. You rolled over, ready to kill whoever it was, you just fell asleep half an hour ago so whoever it was, they better have a good reason. You picked up the phone from the nightstand and realized is wasn't even your phone. You glared at it as it kept ringing then you burst out of your motel room, not caring you were only wearing a pair of tank top and boy shorts  and your hair was like a bird's nest.

You started banging on the boy's door with both of your hands. Sam opened up looking at you like he saw a ghost which was practically true because you looked scarier than a ghost right now.

You stormed inside past him and the phone started ringing again. "Who's phone is this?" You asked glaring at both the boys as you stood in front of them.

"It's mine, but I really wish it wasn't...please don't kill me." Dean admitted and you threw his phone at him and he caught it as you sat beside Sam on the bed opposite to Dean. "Hello?" Said as he picked up the call.

"Ask him if he would rather be choked to death or stabbed to death."

"Here." Sam handed you his coffee as soon as those words left your mouth. You took a sip and calmed down instantly, your eyes closed at the heavenly bitter sweet taste of coffee, Sam raised an eyebrow at the change of your mood.

"Oh, right, yeah, up in Kittanning, Pennsylvania. The poltergeist thing. It's not back, is it?"  Dean said to the person ok the other side of the phone and you looked at him with curiosity. "What is it?" After that Dean hung up.

"Who was it?" You asked.

"Depends. Are you gonna kill him?" He asked with an raised eyebrow.

"No, now that Sam gave me coffee I'm able to think rationally and I think I would rather kill you for leaving your phone in my room." You said but smiled sweetly at the end.

"Oh I'm too adorable to be killed."

"Dude, if you don't tell us who he was she might." Sam replied.

"It was Jerry Panowski, Dad and I worked a case for him in Pennsylvania two years back. He needs my help again." Dean said looking alternatively at you and Sam. "He thinks there might be something supernatural going on."

"Ok." Sam said getting up and grabbing his jacket. "You guys get ready, I'll go stuff the car." He grabbed the weapon bag and walked out of the motel room.

"Wait we are going? Right now?" You asked but all you got in return was the sound of him shutting the door on his way out. "I guess that's a yes." You said to yourself and turn back to look at Dean who was already staring at you.

The tension was building back up in the room since it was the first time the two of you were alone in a room after your fight, or whatever it was.

"So you heard anything from bobby lately?" Dean asked after seconds of silence.

"Seriously, Dean? Small talks?" You raised an eyebrow.

"Well, how else am I suppose to know you're not mad at me."

"You're still alive, and in one piece, that's how you know I'm not still mad at you." You replied with a smirk and a smile made a way to his lips as well.

"So we're good?"

"We're good. And actually I thought about it and I overreacted. I was throwing a tantrum like a brat. I'm sorry." You apologised.

"Yah, you were acting like a little brat that day but-" he stopped when he saw the glare you were throwing at his way. "What? You just said that yourself." He tried to defend himself.

"Yeah, I can say that about myself, but you're not allowed to do that. Oh my god, how do you ever get girls." You shook your head.

"Well, I do have a very charming face." He said with a grin that made you chuckle. 'god! Does he have to be so cute.' you groaned to yourself in your mind.

"Okay, so I'm gonna go and pack up my shit." You said before standing up and going toward the door.

"Alex." Dean stopped you and you turned around to see him holding out his flannel. You gave him a confused look and he replied with a smirk.

"Your shirt is see through." His words made your eyes widen and you let out a gasp, quickly grabbing the shirt from him and wrapping it around yourself.

"And neither of you thought about mentioning that a little earlier." You glared at him and the last thing you heard before closing the door behind you was, "can't blame a guy for enjoying the show." It made you blush but thank God no one was around to see it.

The drive to Pennsylvania wasn't that long since you guys were staying just out of the town. Dean pulled up to the airport and a bald middle aged guy greeted you as soon as you got out of the car. You suppose it was Jerry Panowski.

"Thanks for making the trip so quick. I ought to be doing you guys favor, not the other way around. " He said as he let the three of you through the airport. "Dean and John really helped me out." He informed looking at Sam and you.

"Yeah, he told us. It was a poltergeist?"

"Poltergeist? Man, I love that movie." You heard one the worker say as he heard Sam.

"Hey, nobody's talking to you. Keep working." Jerry scolded the man before answering Sam. "Damn right it was a poltergeist, practically tore our house apart. Tell you something, if it wasn't for you and your dad, I probably wouldn't be alive." Jerry said directing his words towards Dean and he looked at you and Sam with arrogant smile on his face.

"Your dad said you were off to college, is that right?" Jerry continued.

"Yeah, I was. I'm taking some time off." Sam answered.

"He was real proud of you. I could tell. He talked about you all the time." Jerry said and you gave Sam an 'i told you so' smile.

"He did?" He asked, surprised by the information.

"Yeah, you bet he did. Oh hey, you know, I tried to get a hold of him, but I couldn't. How's he doing anyway?" He asked and you looked at Dean curious for his answer.

"He's, um, wrapped up in a job right now." Dean answered.

"Well, we're missing the old man. We get Alex and Sam, even trade, huh?" He said and you chuckled before saying.

"No, not by a long shot."

"I got something I want you guys to hear." He lead you to his office and shut it behind him once you guys were inside. "I listened to this, well, it sounded like it was up your alley." He said putting a CD in a player for you to hear. "Normally I wouldn't have access to this. It's the cockpit voice recorder for United Britannia, flight 2485. It was one of ours." He told you before pressing the play button.

"Mayday! Mayday! Repeat, this is United Britannia flight 2485, requesting immediate...help." the man on the tape said before it turned into a chatter that you couldn't understand very well. There was some loud growling heard before it turned into a chatter that you couldn't understand very well. There was some loud growling heard before the audio stops. You looked at the boys who were sitting on either side of you.

"Took off from here, crashed about 200 miles south. Now, they're saying mechanical failure. 'the cabin depressurized somehow. Nobody knows why.' over 100 people on board. Only seven got out alive. The pilot was one. His name is Chuck Lambert, he's a good friend of mine. Chuck is, uh..well, he's pretty broken about it, like it was his fault."

"You don't think it was?" Sam questioned.

"No, I don't." He replied with confidence.

"Jerry, we're gonna need passenger manifest, a list of survivors--" you started listing but Sam cut you off.

"Right. And any way we can take a look at the wreckage?" He asked and you looked back to Jerry for answer.

"The other stuff is no problem, but the wreckage...Fellas, the NTSB has it locked down in an evidence warehouse, no way I've got that kind of clearance." Dean thought about it for a second the shook is head saying. "No problem."

Dean drove you to the nearest copy centre, you and Sam decided to stand outside as Dean went inside to make you guys some fake IDs.

"So, you wanna talk about it?" Sam said breaking the silence.

"Talk about what?" You asked even though you know exactly what he was talking about.

"You know what." He pressed but you continued playing dumb. "I was up all night last night and I know for a fact that you were too. And for a heads up, the next time you cry don't press a pillow over your face, it doesn't work, I could still hear you loud and clear." He said and You turned away, not daring to look him in the eyes.

"I wasn't crying." You stated, more like lied.

"Look me in the eyes and say that again." He challenged and you looked away giving him his answer. "That's what I thought."

"Did Dean hear?" Were the next words that left your mouth. "No. He didn't but if he was awake he would have." You sighed in relief.

"Look you can't tell him." You say as you finally make eye contact with him. "He already has a lot on his mind, I don't want to worry him over this too." He nodded in agreement.

"Was it another nightmare?" He asked and you answered with a nod "about what?"

"The usual drill, my mom, Jessica... I saw Bobby die a hundredth time this week." You answered, leaving out the main reason of your nightmares...your own father.

"You wanna talk about it?"

"No, not really."

"Alex, just know that it's Ok to cry, it doesn't make you weak, it makes you human." He said making you smile and then you wrapped your arms around his neck hugging him tightly. "Next time you feel like crying? Call me over, we'll cry together." He said making you giggle.

"What are we celebrating?" You pulled away from the younger Winchester when you heard Dean's voice behind you.

"Took you long enough."

"You've been in there forever." You and Sam said at the same time, ignoring his question. He gave a look to both of you but decided to let it go.

"You can't rush perfection." He said pulling out 3 ID cards.

"Homeland security? That's pretty illegal, even for us." Sam said and Dean handed your card to you.

"Yeah, well, it's something new, you know? People haven't seen it a thousand times." He said getting inside the car. You and Sam followed him and got in the car as well.

"Alright, so, what you guys got?"

"Well, there's definitely EVP on the cockpit voice recorder." Sam said.

"Yeah?"

"Listen." Sam played the audio on his laptop and all you could hear was high laptop and all you could hear was high-pitched statics. 'no survivors!' you heard a woman's voice.

"No survivors?" Dean repeated. "What's that supposed to mean? There were 7 survivors."

"It got me."

"So what are you thinking? A haunted flight?"

"There's a long history of spirits and death omens on planes and ships, like phantom travelers or remember flight 401?" You asked the boys.

"Right the one the crashed. The airlines salvanged some of its parts put it in another plane, then the spirit of the pilots haunted those flights." Dean answered.

"Right. Maybe we got similar deal." Sam said.

"So, survivors, which one do you guys want to talk to first?"

"Third on the list, Max Jaffey, he's from around here and if anyone saw anything weird, he did." You said leaning back on the car seat.

"Why's that?" Dean asked.

"I spoke to his mother and she told me where to find him."

"Where?" Both the boys ask in unison.

"Riverfront psychiatric hospital." You said and that was enough of an explanation.

"Max Jaffey? We are from Homeland security, we're here to talk about the plane crash." Dean said, introducing the three of you to Max.

Dean started the car and you made your way toward the private care facility. A few minutes later Dean finally pulled up in front of riverfront. All three of you went inside, pulling out your IDs, asking to see Max. A woman led you up to Max, who was standing in front of the garden.

"I don't understand, I already talked to Homeland security." He said as the 4 of you started walking.

"Right, some new information has come up. So if you could just answer a couple questions." Explained Dean. "Just before the plane went down, did you notice anything unusual?" Asked Sam.

"Like what?"

"Strange lights, weird noises, maybe....voices." Dean asked.

"No, nothing."

"Hmm. Mr. Joffey." You intensionally pronounced his name wrong. "Jaffey." He corrected you as the 4 of you sat down on a round table.

"Whatever. You checked yourself in here, right? Can I ask why?" You continued.

"I was a little stressed. I survived a plane crash."

"Uh-huh. And that's what terrified you? I mean that's what you were afraid of?" You said keeping your voice as meaner as you could even though you felt bad talking to him like that. The brothers sat silently, letting you do your job.

"I-I don't want to talk about this anymore."

"You know what, I think maybe you did see something up there. We need to know what."

"No. No, I was delusional, seeing things."

"Oh he was seeing things." You repeated mockingly looking at the brothers.

"It's okay. Then just tell us what you thought you saw, please." Sam said softly. Max thought for a while before answering.

"There was......this......man. And, uh, he had the eyes...these uh..black eyes. And I saw him...I thought I saw him." He stopped in the mid sentence. "What?" Dean pressed. "He opened the emergency exit. But that's impossible, right? I mean, I looked it up. There's something like two tons of pressure on that door."

"This man, uh, did he seem to appear and disappear rapidly? It would look something like a mirage." Sam asked and you rolled your eyes at his stupidly obvious question.

"What are you, nuts? He was a passenger. He was sitting right in front of me." Max replied like Sam was crazy or something. Ones you were back in the Impala, you went through the passenger manifest again to find the guy in front of Max Jaffey.

"George Phelps." You said out loud and the brothers looked at you with a confused expression. "The guy in front of Max Jaffey. George Phelps, seat 20-C."

"Good, now work that pretty little head of yours and Find us an address." Dean said starting the car.

You were in front of George Phelps house within less than 15 minutes. "Here we are." Said Sam.

"Hmm...Man, I don't care how strong you are." Dean said as the three of you stepped out of the car. "Even yoked up on PCP or something, no way you can open up an emergency door during a flight."

"Not if you're human. But maybe this guy George was something else. Some kind of creature maybe, in human form." Sam suggested.

"Does that look like a creature's lair to you?" Dean asked and you turn to look at the beautiful cookie cutter house. To be honest it looked like a slightly bigger version of your childhood home back in Lebanon. It really was a beautiful house, now it's just abandoned building, with no life whatsoever.

"God, this guy must had insane income." You whispered making the brothers chuckle before Making your way to the Phelps' house.

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Part 2

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Supernatural Series Rewrite

Supernatural Rewrites Masterlist

Dean Winchester x named reader

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 3)

Season One. Episode Six.

Skin (Part 1)

Dean pulled up to an crappy gas station and turned off the engine. "Alright, I figured we'd hit Tucumcari by lunch. Then head south, hit Bisbee by midnight." He started telling the plan for the week now that you guys don't have any case. "Sam wears woman's underwear." Dean continues when he noticed that Sam wasn't paying attention, this made you chuckle.

"I've been listening, I'm just busy." Sam replied while doing something on his palm pilot.

"Busy doing what?" Dean asked as he got out of the car and you did the same to stretch your legs out. You've been sitting in that back seat for an awful long time. "Reading emails." Sam replied. "emails from who?" Dean asked as he walked around the car to the other side. "from my friends at Stanford." he said and you rolled your eyes. Of course he had friends in Stanford other than Jessica, he wasn't a freak like you.

"You kidding? You still keep in touch with your college buddies?" Dean scoffed and started filling gas in the car.

"why not?" Sam asked.

"Well..... What exactly do you tell 'em? You know, about where you've been, what you been doing?" He asked leaning against the car beside you and looking at Sam through the window.

"I tell 'em I'm on a road trip with my big brother and Alex. I tell 'em I needed some time off after Jess."

"well, so you lie to them." Dean commented.

"No. I just don't tell them everything."

"yeah. Th-that's called lying, Sam." you chipped in. "Hey, I get it. Telling them the truth is far worse." said Dean.

"So what am I supposed to do? Just cut everybody out of my life?" Sam asked and Dean shrugged. "you're serious?"

"Look, it sucks. But a job like this, you can't get close to people, period." Dean said.

"you're kind of antisocial. You know that?"

"Dean's kinda right, Sam. I mean, look at me, I don't talk to anyone from college." you said.

"That's because you didn't have any friends in college beside Jessica." he said making you gasp slightly.

"That's so not true. I had friends." you made a weak attempt at defending yourself.

"oh really, name one of your 'friends'." he said giving you a challenging look. You looked at Dean who was looking at you with an raised eyebrow.

"There was..... Umm... There was that guy, in the Halloween party. Oh and there was Toby."

"what? Toby wasn't your friend, you broke his face." he scoffed.

"ya, because I considered him a really close friend."

"oh yeah?...what was his full name?"

"ummm.... Maguire?" you asked making both of them laugh. "yeah whatever. I didn't have any friends. You were the cool guy." you said crossing your arms over your chest and rolling your eyes.

Dean wrapped his one arm around you when he saw Sam wasn't noticing. "Don't listen to him, you're awesome and anyone would die to have a friend like you." He whispered making you chuckle. "I know." you whispered back. You grabbed his collar and pulled him down for a kiss but before his lips could meet yours you heard Sam gasp "God."

"what?" Dean asked leaning down to his window you rolled your eyes and muttered "Cockblocker."

You have no idea what you and Dean actually are, but you guys have been doing weird couply things for a week now, like holding hands under the table, sneaking kisses when Sam doesn't look, But you haven't gone farther than those kisses. Everytime you guys try to make out something interrupts, and that 'something' is mostly the younger Winchester.

"uh, this email from this girl, Rebecca, one of those friends of mine." Sam said.

"is she hot?" Dean asked and you hit him from the behind.

"I went to school with her and her brother Zach. She says Zach's been charged with murder. He's been arrested for killing his girlfriend. Rebecca says he didn't do it. But sounds like the cops have a pretty good case." Sam explained and you leaned down beside Dean to listen closely.

"Dude, what kind of people are you hanging out with? "

"No, man. I know Zach. He's no killer."

"Well, maybe you know Zach as well as he knows you." you said standing up straight.

"They're in St. Louis. We're going." Sam said making your eyes wide a little.

"Look, I'm sorry about your buddy but this does not sound like our kind of problem." Dean said with a slight chuckle.

"it is our problem. They're my friends." Sam argued.

"St. Louis is 400 miles behind us, Sam." Dean said.

"He's right, Dean. We could at least check it out." you said and he turned around with a raised eyebrow. "come on. I would hate it if there's any chance that we can help and we don't." you said giving him the puppy eyes. He sighed and said "Fine, get in." before getting in the driver seat and slamming the door.

Dean turned the so fast that you almost fell off the back seat. "Jeez." you said. Six hours of ride and Dean kept glaring at you through the rear view mirror.

Dean finally pulled up in front of the address. It was a nice little house. You guys walked up to the front porch and Sam knocked on the door. A blond girl opened up and you squinted your eyes trying to remember her.

She looked a little enthusiastic when she saw Sam. "oh my god, Sam."

"well, if it isn't little Becky." Sam said. You looked up at Dean and saw he couldn't take his eyes off of 'little Becky.'

"you know what you can do with that 'little Becky' crap." She said and pulled Sam in for a hug. Although as soon as her eyes fell on you her smile faded, turning into a fake one clearly filled with disgust.

"Alex. You're here too." She said pulling away from Sam.

"yeah. And you know me." you gave her a even faker smile than hers.

"oh we met at the fresher's party. Remember?" She said and you faked remembering it.

"oh yeah, I do." you quickly turned to Dean and mouthed "I don't." It was getting a little awkward between the two of you so Sam spoke up. "I got your email."

"I didn't think that you would come here."

"Dean, older brother." Dean said introducing himself. "Hi." She said.

"we are here to help. Whatever we can do." Sam said. "come in." She stepped aside and letting you guys in.

"Nice place." Dean commented as you guys got further inside.

"It's my parent's. I was just crashing here for the weekend when everything happened. I decided to take the semester off. I'm gonna stay until Zach's free. She said as she led you guys inside.

"where are your folks? " Sam asked.

"They live in Paris for half the year. So they are on their way home now for the trial." She said as you guys stopped at the living area.

"You guys want a beer?" before anyone could say anything she said again. "oh, sorry. I forgot you're under aged." She said looking at you. "I still have no idea how you got into Stanford." she clearly hated you and you had no idea why. "No we're fine." Sam chipped in once more to save everyone from the awkwardness. "so tell us what happened?"

"well, um, Zach, he came home and he found Emily tied to a chair. And she was beaten up and bloody and she wasn't breathing and so he- he called 911. And the police, they showed up and arrested him. But the thing is the only way that Zach could have killed Emily is if he was in two places at the same time. The police they have a video. Its from the security tape from across the street. And it shows Zach coming home at 10:30. Now, Emily was killed just after that. But I swear, he was here with me having a few beers at least after mid night." Rebecca explained the whole situation to the three of you.

"You know, maybe we could see the crime scene, Zach's house." Sam said. "we could?" you asked raising an eyebrow.

"Why? I mean what could you do?" Rebecca asked Sam.

"well, me, not so much but Dean's a cop." Sam said making you chuckle slightly.

"A detective actually." Dean corrected, obviously trying to impress the blonde.

"Really? Where?" She asked.

"Bisbee, Arizona. But I'm off duty now." Dean said.

"you guys, it's so nice to offer, but I just, I don't know." Rebecca said looking unsure about the whole situation.

"Beck, look. I know Zach didn't do this. Now we have to find a way to prove that he's innocent." Sam said softly trying to convince her.

"okay, I'm gonna go get the key." Rebecca said walking away to get the keys.

Dean walked around Sam to where Rebecca was standing before, whistling. "oh, yeah man. You're a real straight shooter with your friends." Dean said making you roll your eyes. If you didn't hate her enough, you sure do now.

"Look Zach and Becky need our help-" Sam started but Dean cut him off.

"I just don't think this is our kind of problem." Dean said.

"No I think it is. I mean the guy was 2 places at once? We've looked into less." you said, finally making the older Winchester see the point.

Dean stopped the car in front of Zach's house. "you're sure this is okay?" Rebecca asked as the four of you got out of the car. "ya, I'm an officer of the law." Dean said as you ducked under the yellow tape and got inside Zach's house followed by Sam. "Beck, you wanna wait outside?" Sam asked when he saw Rebecca hesitating to come in. "No, I wanna help." She said and got inside as well. There was blood splattered everywhere. You saw a picture frame of Zach And who you assume, his girlfriend.

"Tell us what else the police said." you questioned forgetting for a second that she hates your guts for some reason.

"Well, that there was no sign of a break in. They say that Emily let her attacker in. And the lawyers, they're already talking about a plea bargain." She said, maybe also forgetting that she hated you. Rebecca Started sobbing again as she looked around at all the blood and you felt bad for her. "look, Beck... If Zach didn't do this it means someone else did. Any idea who? " Sam asked and she shook her head but then she seemed to o remember something. "um there was something. About a week before, someone broke in here. They stole some clothes, zach's clothes. And the police they don't think it's anything. We were not that far from downtown. I mean sometimes people just get robbed." Rebecca said as you looked around the house for any sort of evidence.

A dog started barking and it became louder as Dean opened the door and looked out through the crack. You walked over to look over his shoulder. His barking became louder as he saw you guys. "You know that used to be the sweetest dog." Rebecca said coming up to you and Dean. "What happened?" He asked. "He just changed."

"You remember when he changed?" you asked.

“I guess around the time of the murder." She answered and you rolled your eyes, as if it wasn't enough weird already. You turn and walked over to Sam who was looking at a picture of him with Rebecca and Zach over the fridge.

"So the neighbour's dog went psycho right around the time Zach's girlfriend was killed." You said informing the younger Winchester about the new information you learnt.

"Animals can have a sharp sense of paranormal." Sam replied.

"Yes, maybe Fido saw something." Dean said as he walked over to where you and his younger brother were having an conversation. You turned with the small smirk and asked, "So you think maybe this is our kind of problem?"

"Nah, Probably not, but we should look at the security tape to make sure." He replied and you and Sam shared a look. "yeah." Sam agreed with a slight smirk That matched yours.

Dean turned to talk to Rebecca as she started her way toward you three." So the tape, the, uh, security footage? Think your lawyers could get their hands on it? I don't have that kind of jurisdiction."

"I've already got it." She said and you raised an eyebrow. I didn't wanna say anything in front of the cop. I um, I stole it off the lawyer's desk. I just had to see it for myself." She added and you have to say it impressed you a little.

"Alright." Dean said and gestured for her to lead the way. You stared at the picture of Rebecca and Zach with Sam for a few seconds before following the boys out of the house.

"Here he comes." She said as all of you sat in her living room looking at the security footage that was mentioned before. Dean was sitting next to Rebecca on the sofa and you were standing next to Sam.

"22:04, that's just after 10:00. You said time of death was about 10:30." said Dean, looking at the blonde sitting beside him.

"our lawyers hired some kind of video expert. He says the tapes authentic. It wasn't tampered with." Rebecca said as you watched the tape closely. You saw as Zach, or at least who was supposed to be Zach walked around and as soon as he looked at the camera you saw a weird glow in his eyes, just for a split second. You looked at Sam to realize he noticed it too because he gave you the look that you were about to give him.

"Hey, Beck, Can we take those beers now?" Sam said turning toward the blond. "oh sure." she said walking towards kitchen. “Hey, uh, maybe sandwiches too." Sam added when he realised this might take a little more time to discuss. She laughed and said "what do you think this is, Hooters?"

Dean laughed at the terrible joke and mumbled "I wish." which made you roll your eyes. "What is it?" He asked and walked over to you and Sam.

"Check this out." Sam said rewinding the tape and then playing it on slow motion to show Dean.

"Maybe it's just a camera flare." Dean said

"That's not like any camera flare I've ever seen. You know a lot of cultures believe a photograph can catch a glimpse of soul. Remember that dog that was freaking out? Maybe he saw this thing maybe, this is some kind of dark double of Zach's something that looks like him but isn't him?" You explained your theory to the boys but more to Dean.

"Like a doppelganger?" He asked.

"yeah. That'd sure explain how he was two places at once." Sam said and with that Rebecca walked out balancing three sandwiches and two beers in both of her hands. "I didn't know if I should give you a beer in front of a cop." She said looking at you and then at Dean.

"it's ok. I wasn't really in the mood either." you said taking a bite out of the sandwich she handed you.

Dean pulled infront of a Motel and you guys walked towards the front desk. You started hoping that you guys wouldn't find two different rooms so you could get an excuse to share a bed with Dean but when the hell was your luck ever on your side, of course, there are two different rooms available.

You could always just ask him to sneak into your room But you definitely weren't going to admit it out loud to him that you wanted to share bed with him, That will only boost his ego. So without any complain you grabbed your duffel bag and took the key from Sam and made your way to room number 11. It was one in the farthest corner And you noticed there were three more rooms between yours and the boy's which made you scowl even more.

You got inside the room and locked it behind you. You quickly freshen up and changed into something comfortable, a shirt of Sam you stole a while ago and pyjama pants. Normally you would do some research instead of going to bed but today you just weren't in the mood so you got inside the sheets of the motel bed which smelled like some really rough detergent.

You didn't dare closing your eyes, already knowing what was coming for you in your dreams so you just lied there awake staring at the ceiling. After what felt like an hour but a few minutes at the same time you heard a series of soft knocking on the door of your motel room.

You huffed and got up from your bed annoyed that someone would dare to disturb you at this time. "What?" you yelled you open the door, but regretted it as soon as you a pair of green eyes staring at you innocently and not just any pair of eyes, your favourite ones.

"I'm sorry, is this a bad time?" He asked not wanting to invade your privacy.

"No, No, it's fine, get in." You quickly poked your head out and looked around to see if Sam was somewhere in sight. "so?" You said turning to look at Dean who was now standing in front of your bed.

"I was really hoping we could share a bed tonight." He confessed making a smile.

"Really? Me too." You finally admitted knowing there was no point of hiding it now.

"Then maybe we could share a bed tonight." He suggested with a shrug.

"wouldn't Sam be suspicious?" you asked taking a step closer.

"No, He'll think I'm hooking up with some girl." He said.

"Well, aren't you?" You asked taking your final step and standing right in front of him.

"Nope, you are not just 'some girl'." He answered wrapping his arms around your waist pulling you even more closer. Not just physically, the more you stared at those Apple green eyes the more you found Your soul being pulled to him and as cliche as it sounds you are practically lost in him.

That's when you realised your lips were almost touching. You made the final move pushing yourself on your tippy toes pressing your lips to his. He started kissing back immediately like he was waiting for you to do this the entire day. You both fell back on the bed the kiss not breaking even for a second.

You don't even know when you guys fell asleep in each other's arms. But what you do know is not even a single Nightmare there to come home to that night.

*******

Part 2

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Supernatural Series Rewrite

Supernatural Rewrite Masterlist

Dean Winchester x named reader

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)

Chapter warning: unwanted sexual advances (not from Dean)

(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)

Skin (Part 1)

Season One. Episode Six.

Skin (Part 2)

When you woke up the next day it was still just 4:30 in the morning. You felt a pair of arms wrapped tightly around your waist. It took you a second to recognize the familiar feeling of the man behind you but as soon as you did, a big smile crept on your face. You turned in his arms slowly, careful not to wake him up. You realized it was the most well rested you've felt in a while. You saw a really small smile on his face too, like he was having a really good dream.

You knew it was creepy but you couldn't help but stare at his peaceful face. Hair messy, chest going up and down in a slow rhythm, he was the most beautiful thing you've ever seen.

Your train of thoughts was interrupted by a series of knocks on the door of your motel room. You tried to ignore it and continue staring at the beautiful man in front of you until you were completely awake. Your eyes widen when you realized it was Sam. "Dean, wake up." you said in a hushed tone trying to get attention of the sleeping hunter beside you.

"Alex." you finally heard Sam's voice coming from the other side of the door. "Dean.." you whispered again but he was still sleeping. The knocks got even louder.

You knew for a fact that Dean id a light sleeper so you had no idea why he wasn't waking up right now.

"Alex, if you don't open up I'll have to pick the lock myself, you're worrying me now." He said and you quickly shouted out. "No.. I mean, I'm naked, don't come in." you said and the hunter beside you finally woke up. He was about to say something but you put your hand on his mouth and gestured him to keep silent.

"oh... Ok. I just got worried because you weren't answering."

"well, what do you want, it's 5 in the morning." you asked as you removed your hand from Dean's mouth knowing he wouldn't say anything now. He pecked your lips slowly before listening clearly to Sam.

"Well I needed to show you guys something but Dean didn't come to the room last night. Did he tell you where he is? He's not picking up either." he said and you took a look at Dean's phone laying on your nightstand.

"yeah, no, I mean i don't know, he didn't tell me." you said, not sure how to answer him.

"ok, I'll try calling him again." this time even a bigger 'NO' left your mouth. You know if Sam called Dean his phone will ring inside your room.

"i mean, it's Dean, Sam. He probably went to the bar last night and found 'some girl' there." you said, emphasis on 'sone girl' with a little smirk on your lips. Dean pouted at your before pressing his lips to your neck and you bite your lip to fight back a moan.

"Yeah, Yeah, probably."

"you know what? Why don't you go to your room, I'll join you there in a few." you said successfully without making any weird noise.

"ok. By the way I bought breakfast and coffee too, Be quick if you don't want it to get cold." he said.

"Be right there." you said and heard his footsteps walking away. Just to be sure your you got up from the bed any opened your door and poked out your head to make sure he was gone.

"God, never have I ever thought that I would be hiding away from my little brother, like this." He said as you pulled out your jeans and shirt from your duffel bag.

"Well, as they say, there's a first for every thing. Now close your eyes, I have to change."

"seriously?" he asked.

"Yes. Seriously." you answered and he sighed before closing his eyes. "And no peeking." you said before turning around and changing into your today's outfit.

Once you were done you turned back around. "Ok, so I'm gonna go to your and Sam's room. You'll wait here for 10 minutes and then you'll come too." you explained your plan to him, sitting beside him on the bed.

"What!? What are we, 19? Oh wait.." He said grinning at you and you hit his arm.

"Ha Ha very funny. Just do what I said." you said and got up and took your bag before walking out from the motel room. After you walked out dean didn't know why he was still smiling to himself, looking at the door at the door you left from a second ago. He closed his eyes, waiting for 10 minutes to be over.

"Hey." you said as Sam opened the door you looked around the room pretending to be genuinely curious. "Dean still isn't here?" you asked as if you really didn't know where he was.

"Nope. Still hasn't picked up either." he said as you put your bag beside Sam's bed and sat on it. He handed you your coffee and a bag of donuts

"Ah, donuts. Thanks, Sammy, maybe I could forgive you for waking me up at 5 in the morning." you joked and started munching on the sweet treat Sam got you for breakfast just as you took your first bite, Dean walked in from the front door of the motel room. As soon as he walked in, you glared at him so hard that its surprising that your eyes didn't pop out.

"what are we having?” he asked and sat beside you.

“Dude where have you been since last night?” Sam questioned his brother putting both of his hands on his hips. “Yeah, Dean. Where were you?”  You repeated  his question with a little smirk while you sipped on your coffee. 

“I-I........I went to the bar. And after that i went home with this chic. she was really hot by the way.” he said returning your smirk.

“you could have at least called. you weren’t picking up either. i gotta show you guys something.” Sam said.

“Dude, its only 5 in the morning.” Dean complained.

“I know, but we got to check this out.  Anyways I’m gonna go load the impala.” Sam said while doing something on his phone as he walked out of the room with yours and his bag. 

“I told you to wait for 10 minutes before coming in.” You hissed as soon as Sam was out of the room.

“It hasn’t been 10 minutes yet?” Dean asked innocently. “No. it has been only 4.” you said and he looked a little surprised. 

“Damn, time runs slow sometimes.” he made a remark sipping his coffee.

“Time doesn’t run, Dean. you are impatient.” You said and he bit his lip while looking at your face. 

“Can you blame me though?” he asked glancing at your lips and you turn your face so he wouldn’t see you blush. You started playing with your hair, a habit you didn’t know you had until Dean started making you blush. 

“Shut up. Let me finish my coffee.” you attached the cup to your lips, hiding the smile behind it. 

It didn’t take very long to get back to Zach’s house. Dean pulled up at the backside of his house.

“So what are we doing here at 5:30 in the morning?” You asked stepping out of the car.

“I realized something. the videotape shows the killer going in but not coming out.” 

“So he came out the back door?” Dean asked.

“Duh.” You said making him glare at you.

“Right, so there should be a trail to follow. A trail the police never pursue.” Sam said.

“Because they think the killer never left, they caught Zach inside.” you said.

“Duh.” It was Dean’s turn to mock you and you hit him in his arm. 

“I still don’t know what we’re doing here at 5:30 in the morning” He said leaning against the hood of the impala as you followed Sam to look for any evidence.  You saw something with the corner of you eyes and walked toward the telephone pole beside Zach’s house. 

“Hey, look at this.” You said catching attention of both the boys and Sam quickly walked over to you. “Blood.” you said touching the dried red blood that caught your eyes. 

“Some body came this way.” Sam said turning to look at his older brother. 

“Maybe the trail ends. I don’t see anything over here.” Dean said. Suddenly you heard sirens wailing and an ambulance passed by you and the three of you looked at each other before following it.

You stopped in front of a house and watched as a man was led outside ion handcuffs and pushed inside a police car. “What happened?” Dean asked a bystander.

“He tried to kill his wife. tied her up and beat her.” she said and Sam looked at you with a knowing look on his face. “I used to see him going to work. He’d wave, say hello. he seemed like such a nice guy.” she continued, shaking her head, disappointed in her neighbor, or whoever he was. 

You waited in the for police to clear out. You and Sam went looking around the back of the house while Dean went to the police station. You were looking around for any kind of evidence or clue, Sam was  checking inside the garbage cans when Dean came back, you turned when you heard him say.

“Hey, remember when i said this wasn’t our kind of problem? Its definitely our kind of problem.” Dean said enthusiastically. 

“what’d you find?” you asked as Sam walked up to you and Dean. 

“I just talked to the patrolman who was on the scene. He heard this guy Alex’x story, all Alex’s are mean.” He smirked at you proud of his little joke and you glared at him as he continued. “So apparently the dude was driving home when his wife was attacked.”

“So he was two places at once too.” Sam said. “Then he sees himself in the house, the police thinks he’s a nutjob.” 

“Two dark doubles attacking the loved ones in exactly the same way.” Sam said.

“could be the same thing doing it too.” Dean replied.

“Shapeshifter?” you suggested and the boys looked at you. “Something that can make itself look like anyone?”

“Every culture in the world ha a shapeshifter lore. Legends of creature who can transfer themselves into other animals or men.” Dean said agreeing with your idea. 

“Right. skinwalkers, werewolves.” 

“oh, yeah. Two attacks within a block of each other. I guess we got shapeshifter problem in neighborhood.” Dean said. 

“Let me ask you guys, in any of all this shapeshifter lore, do any of them fly?” You asked.

“Not that i know of.” Dean replied following you as you walked around him. 

“I picked up a trail here. Someone ran out of the back headed of this way.” you said. 

“Just like Zach’s house.”

“Yeah and just like Zach’s house the trail suddenly ends, like whatever it is just.......disappeared.” You added.

“Well there’s another way to go.” Dean said. “Down.” You all look down to see a manhole cover right beneath your feet.  

“Fuck me.” You mumbled and both the boys looked at you with an raised eyebrow. “Its a metaphor.” You said making them chuckle as Sam removed the cover and you bend down to look inside. “No, nope, nope. Not going in there.”  You said, standing up as a fowl smell hit your nose. 

“Come on, sweetheart. You don’t back out that easy.” Dean said wrapping an arm around your waist, resting it on your butt, but removed it as soon as Sam looked at with an raised eyebrow. 

“Yeah, you’re right. let’s just go in.” You said before climbing in, Sam was the last one to get inside as he closed the manhole cover behind him. 

“I bet this runs right by Zach’s house too. The shapeshifter could be using the sewer system to get around.” You said as the three of you walked further inside.  “I think you are right. look at this.” Dean said as Sam and you crouched down to where he was. You almost threw up as you saw he was looking at a pile of human skin and it was all slimy and gooey and just gross. “EW” you exclaimed as Dean picked up the transparent slimy substance with his knife.

“Is this from his victims?” Sam wondered out loud.

“I just had a sick thought.” Dean said examining the thing in his knife and then looking at the two of you. “When the shifter changes shape....maybe it shreds.” He said throwing the skin back in the pile. “That is sick.” You commented

The three of you climbed out of the sewer and ran back to impala. Dean opened the trunk of Baby and pulled out the silver bullets “Now one thing i learned from dad. No matter what king of shapeshifter it is, there’s always one sure way to kill it.” Dean said.

“Silver bullet to the heart.” Sam and you said in a sync and then looked at each other with a smile. Just then Sam’s phone started ringing and he picked up. 

“This is Sam.” he said to whoever it was on the other side and the  walked away from Dean and you. He looked a little upset when he hung up so you walked over to him, and leaned beside him against the impala.

“Hey, what happened?” you asked putting a hand on his shoulder, rubbing it slightly for comfort. “Beck found out Dean’s not a real cop.” He said and dean walked up to both of you. 

“I hate to say it but that’s what I was talking about. You lie  to your friends because if they knew the truth they’d be freaked. Its just......It would be easier if-”

“I was like you.” Sam completed his brothers sentence. 

“Hey man, like it or not we are not like other people. But I tell you one thing, this hole gig, its not without perks.” Dean said, pulling out his gun, Sam grabbed it tucked in the back of his jeans. 

The three of you made your way back to the sewer and climbed in. The three of you walked around the sewer holding up torches looking for the shifter or his lair. Dean was walking in the front and Sam as behind and you were in the middle. You didn’t fight about it because you knew they were just trying to protect you.

“I think we’re close to its lair.” Dean said and scrunched up your nose when you saw what he was pointing at.

“Why’d you say that?”

“Because there’s another puke-inducing pile next to your face.” You said lighting your torch at the pile of skin. Sam turned and immediately backed off with a loud groan. “ Oh, god.” 

“Looks like it lived here for a while.” You said pointing at another pile of skin and clothes.

“Who knows how many murders he’s gotten away with?” Sam said and turn toward you and Dean. 

“Dean!” Sam  yelled and you turned as well to see the shifter standing just behind dean. Before you could pull out your gun he punched and he fell on the ground and then the shifter ran away. You and Sam shot at him but was a little too fast. 

“Dean you ok?” you asked helping him up.

“Get the son of a bitch!” Dean exclaimed and Sam made a run after him but you hesitated for a second. “Alex, seriously I’m fine. Let’s get him.” Dean said and you nodded before the two of you took off after the shifter and Sam. The three of you climbed out of the sewer but the shifter was nowhere in sight.

“Alright let’s split.” You suggested.

“Ok. You’re coming with one of us.” Dean said.

“No Dean. Its better if we separate. We don’t know where he went we’ll cover more ground.” you said and it took a sec to get them convince. “Alright, I’ll meet you guys around the other side.” With that the three if you separated ways. 

You ran toward a dark alley with your gun raised up. A few people walking here and there, some of them were giving you weird looks, some look scored because of the gun. After a few minutes you put your gun back in your jeans standing where Dean told you he would meet you, waiting for either of them to show up. 

You felt a hand on your butt and you turned immediately to punch whoever it was but stepped when you saw it was just Dean. “Dean! you scared me.” You complained and pushed him slightly. “You found anything?” You asked as he pulled you closer once more. “No. He’s gone.” he said putting one your hip, grabbing a little more rougher than usual. 

“Alright let’s get back to the car.” Dean said and you frowned.

“Sam’s not here yet, let’s wait for him.” You said.  

“He’ll meet us by the car.” He said holding your hand and leading you hand and leading you across the road. 

“You think he found another way underground?” you asked as you reached the car.

“Yeah probably. oh shoot.”

“What?” You asked as you both stopped by the trunk of the car.

“Sam has the keys.” 

“Guess we gotta wait till he comes.” 

“Or.....we could do something more fun.” He suggested as he licked his lips and looked down at your body, eyes lingering a little longer on some parts. You felt a shiver ran down your spine, you don’t know why. You’ve never felt creeped out around Dean before, he always made you feel comfortable, even when he looks at you in not so innocent way.

Before you could say anything his lips were on yours. You hesitated for a few second but kissed back eventually. He picked you up and sat you on the trunk of the car. He stepped between your legs and kept kissing you roughly. one of his hand reached under your shirt but you stopped it right before it could touch your breast. He grabbed your waist harshly and pulled you closer. His lips trailed from your jaw line to your neck, he bit down there and you hiss.

“Dean stop. I don’t wanna do it.” You said and tried to push him away but he was a little to heavy. You started feeling weak, memories coming back to yo, you felt trapped and you couldn’t breath. “Dean, I said stop, I don’t like it.” This time you tried harder but he still didn’t stop. His hands were on your thighs and lips on your collar bone. You knew you could fight him, you could push him away, you have fought monsters for god’s sake but now he was like you were shut down. 

“I said stop.” This time you pushed him away with all your force and he stumbled back. At that moment you knew it wasn’t your Dean, it could’t be, he would never do that to you. You heard footsteps and you saw Sam was approaching you guys. “What the fuck is wrong with you!” You yelled as you jumped off the  car and slapped him right across the cheek. 

“Hey, hey, hey, what’s happening here.” Sam said running toward both of you. When he reached you subconsciously grabbed his arm tightly. When Sam looked at his best friend he saw tears streaming down her face as she clinged into his arm like a lost puppy and a look on Dean’s face that he never saw in his life. Sam’s heart broke a little at the slightly of his best friend. Even though none of them answered his question he immediately knew what his ‘brother’ has done and he also knew that it wasn't Dean he was talking to. Dean would never lay a hand on a woman without her consent.

“You got the keys?” Dean asked after a minute of silence. 

“Hey didn’t dad once face a shapeshifter in San Antonio?” Sam asked and Alex understood what he was doing. 

“No that was Austin. It turned out not to be a shapeshifter. It was a thought form, a psychic projection, remember.”

“Yeah.” Sam said and then threw the keys at him which he caught with his bad shoulder. Right then you guys were confirmed that it was the shifter. 

As the shifter opened the trunk you and Sam slowly pulled out your guns and pointed at him. “What have you done to him?” Sam yelled as he pulled the safety off.

“Dude chill, its me alright.” The shifter said

“No, I don’t think so. Where’s my brother?” Sam asked.

“You caught those keys with your left. Your shoulder was hurt.” You argued, not putting your gun down. 

“Yeah, its better. What do you want me to do, cry?” 

“You’re not my brother. He’d never lay a finger on Alex without her consent.” Sam said gritting his teeth, the mere mention made his blood boil.

“Why don’t you pull the trigger then, hmm?” He asked walking closer to Sam.”Because you’re not sure.”  

“Don’t.” Sam said and before you could do anything he knocked him out with a crowbar and pulled his gun on him.

“Now sweetheart, if you don’t want to scrap his brain from the road, put the gun down.” He said looking at you while pointing the gun at Sam’s head. You knew if anything happen to Sam, Dean would never forgive you and neither would you, so you put the gun down. You slowly reached for the knife on the waist of your jeans without him noticing.

“Ah, ah, ah, hands where I can see ‘em.” He demanded and you put your hand up in the air. “Now about what happened back there, I just couldn’t help myself, I’m sorry. And I’m also sorry about what I’m gonna do now.” Before you knew what he was talking about he hit your head with the back of his gun and everything went black around you. 

*******

Part 3

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Supernatural Series Rewrite

Supernatural Rewrite Masterlist

Dean Winchester x named reader

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)

Chapter Warning: Language and just some Canon level violence, nothing too much though. And a very poor description of a fight, so poor that it should be a warning.

(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.)

Skin (Part 2)

Season One. Episode Six.

Skin (Part 3)

As your eyes started to open and you came back to senses, a fowl smell hit your nose. You looked around only to realize you were in the sewer tied up with your back against a pipe, across from Sam.

“Hey, Sam, Sammy, wake up.” You called out to the younger Winchester and tried pulling at the ropes. Sam slowly started to wake up as well. He looked around and his eyes fell on you, He started struggling against the rope and just then the shifter walked in with more ropes in his hands. He walked up to Sam and looked him up and down before slapping him across the face with the back of his hand.

“Hey.” You yelled out angrily as he walked away.

“Where is he?” Sam asked, grunting. “Where’s Dean.” He repeated his question. 

“I wouldn’t worry about him. I’d worry about you and your little bitch.” The shifter said walking closer to Sam once again. 

“You don’t really wanna know. I swear, the more I learn about you and your family.....I thought I came from a bad background.” 

“What do you mean learn?” You questioned and looked at him confusingly as he held his head and started grunting in pain, like he was restoring Dean’s memories. 

“He sure got issues with you.” The shifter said looking at the younger brother. “You got to go to college, he had to stay home, I mean I had to stay home with dad. You don’t think I had dreams of my own? But dad needed me. Where the hell were you?” The shifter said as he leaned in toward Sam. You took advantage of his distraction and started tugging on the ropes.

The only thing Sam replied with was “Where’s my brother?” 

“I’m your brother.” The shifter replied as either of his hands on each side of Sam’s leg. “See deep down, I’m just jealous. You got friends. You could have a life. Me? I know I’m a freak. And sooner or later everyone’s gonna leave me.” You frowned at what the shifter was saying, was this really how Dean felt? The shifter stood up and walked toward you. “What are you talking about?” Sam asked. “You left. Hell, I did everything dad asked me to, and he ditched me too. No explanation, nothing. Just poof. Left me with your sorry ass. And sooner or later, Alex’ gonna leave me too. I don’t deserve her, she’s too good for someone like me.” You were a little shocked at his revelation. Your heart ached for Dean, how could he think so little of himself? When in reality he deserves the whole world, you just wanted to hug him and tell him just how much he’s worth but quickly you reminded yourself that it was the shifter talking. Maybe he was just lying to get to your and Sam’s head, to play with your minds. There was a few seconds of silence before the shifter started talking again. “But still, this life....It’s not without it’s perks. I meet the nicest people, like little Becky, I wonder what would happen if I go to her place right now, you know, as your big brother.” He said  and Sam gave him a bitch face. You got the  sudden urge to protect the girl who hates you. “Let’s see what happen.” He smirked and threw a blanket over you and Sam before walking away and ignoring Sam’s threats.

“Damn it.” Sam grunted as he tried to get out of the knot the shifter made around his wrist. You were trying to concentrate hard on the rope that was tied around you. Your concentration was broken by the sound of Man coughing, not just any man, you recognize the voice as Dean’s.

“That better be you, Sam and not that freak of nature.” Dean said and Sam started chuckling in relief. 

“Yeah, its me. He went to Rebecca’s looking like you.” 

“Oh he’s not stupid. He picked the handsome one.” Dean commented which made you roll your eyes. “Where’s Alex? She OK?” 

“I’m here.” You grunted out still trying to get out of the ropes.

“You OK?  He didn’t do anything did he?” Dean asked and you felt silent, not knowing how to answer the question. But your silence was enough answer for him.

“I’m going to kill that bastard.” Dean growled out in anger.

“Not before I get him.” Sam replied.

“He didn’t just look like you, he was you.” You told Dean “OR he was becoming you.”

“What do you mean?” 

“I don’t know, its like he was downloading your thoughts and memories.” You replied.

“You mean like Vulcan Mind Meld?” Dean asked and you saw him getting out of the ropes.

“Yeah something like that.” This time Sam answered “Maybe that’s why he didn’t kill us.” 

Dean got up from where he was sitting at walked toward you, you stopped struggling with the ropes as you knew he would get you out now.

Dean kneeled in front of you and started untying the rope. His eyes fell on the cut on your temple where the shifter hit you. He started boiling with anger again when he saw the blood. “He hurt you?” he asked and you didn’t answer, just stared him straight in the eye. They were so different yet similar at the same time.

There was concern and care and love behind you Dean’s eyes where the shifter only looked at you with lust and hunger. After he helped you with the ropes he went to Sam’s side to help him get out as well.

“Maybe he needs to keep us alive, a psychic connection.” Dean said as he untied Sam.

“Yeah, come on, we gotta go he’s probably at Rebecca’s already.” Sam said standing up. You got up as well and followed the out of the sewer.

“Come on, we gotta find a phone and call the police.” Sam said.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, you’re gonna put a APB out on me?” Dean said.

“Sorry.” was the only thing Sam replied with. “This way.” Dean said and led you down the road. You guys started running. Sam found a phone and called the police, letting them know about Dean, well the shifter Dean.

You were walking toward Rebecca’s place when walked past a window of a store  which had a bunch of TVs on it. You stopped as you saw the new

“An anonymous tip led police to a home in the central west end where a SWAT team discovered a local woman bound and gagged. The attacker, a white male, approximately 24 to 30 years of age was discovered hiding in the home...” a sketch of Dean popped up on the screen and you couldn’t help but laugh a little.

“Man, that’s not even a good picture.” Dean groaned.

“Well, its good enough to recognize you.” You told him and Sam nodded along.”Man.” Dean groaned once again as the three of you walked away. As you made a turn Dean stepped in a puddle of water, guess its just wasn’t his day.

“Come on!” It was Sam’s turn groan at his brother’s clumsiness. 

“They said attempted murder. At least we know-” You started saying  as you tried to catch up with their steps. gosh those two had long legs.

“I didn’t kill her.” Dean cut you off. 

“Alex and I’ll check with Rebecca in the morning and see if she’s alright.” Sam said 

“OK but first I wanna find that handsome devil and kick the crap out of him.”  Dean said.

“We have no weapons, no silver bullets.” You said, you were practically running so you could keep up with them. Damn them and their height. 

“Alex, that guy has my face okay? Its a little personal, I wanna find him.” Dean said as the three of you came to a stop in the middle of the street.

“Okay, where do we look?” You asked.

“We could start with the sewer.”

“Okay but Alex is right you know, he stole our guns, we need more.” Sam said.

“Wait, the car?” you suggested.

“I’m bettin’ he drove over to Rebecca’s.” Dean said.

“The news said he fled on foot. I bet its still parked there.” Sam suggested. There was a little pause before he groaned out in anger. “Ugh.... the thought of him driving my car.” Dean said and you raised an eyebrow.

“Seriously? That’s your issue with all of this?” You said before again in the direction you were walking before.

“Its killing me.” He said again making Sam glare at him.

“Let it go, man.” said Sam.

As the three of you got to Rebecca’s house without being spotted by the cops. You spotted the Impala in the driveway. 

“Ah, there she is. Finally, something went right tonight.” He said with joy as the three of you walked toward the car and as if god was trying to tell him that he spoke too soon you heard sirens of police cars. “Or maybe not.” you commented

“Oh crap.” Dean said. You turn to find another way but there were already 3 cop cars surrounding you. “This way, this way.” Dean said and pointed toward a gray fence.

“You go. We’ll hold them off.” You told Dean.

“They can’t hold us, just go. Keep out of sight. Meet us at Rebecca’s.” said Sam.

“Dean, stay out of the sewers alone.” You said as he climbed over the fence. “I mean it.” You yelled when he didn’t give any reaction. “Yeah, yeah.” He yelled back.

“Don’t move. Keep your hands where i can see ‘em.”  you heard a man say as you got surrounded by cops. You pulled down your top a little and got ready for your innocent act as you and Sam put your hands up in surrender position.

Cleavage and innocent eyes, deadliest combination on this earth, and not even a single s immune to it.

“Who are you?” One of them asked as they got closer you realized he was the leader of the squad.

“Don’t say a single word, Sam. Let me handle this.” You whispered to the tall man. “I’m Alex, this is Sam, my friend.” You said with a sweet smile.

“What are you doing here?” He asked a little softly this time. He eyes kept switching between your breast and face and finally he settled for your face. 

“We went to Stanford with Rebecca. We were staying in the town so she called and asked us to stay the night with her. She sounded really scared. By the way how is she? Is she alright? Did he hurt her too much?” You asked with a panic in your voice.

“Calm down, miss. She’s alright now And I’ll make sure you and your friend are safe.” He said.

“Thank you so much.” You said finally putting your hands down, Sam following your lead.

“What’s with the blood?” He asked pointing at the wound on your temple.

“Oh, I slipped in the shower this morning. I guess its bleeding again.” You said touching the wound.

“Here.” He said handing you his handkerchief. “Be safe.” You returned his smile and walked away with Sam to Rebecca’s.

“Wow. How’d you do that?”

“Breast are a very generous gift of god to women, Sam. Even you are staring.” You said with a smirk.

“Sorry.” He apologized and looked away before ringing Rebecca’s doorbell. She opened the door and surprising she looked just fine. Something was not right , she looked too calm for a woman who just got attacked. She was setting off all kinds of alarms in your head. But you decided to keep your thought to yourself.

“Hey, Alex could you help me with something in the kitchen.” She said and walked in the said room. You looked at Sam with a raised eyebrow and he just  shrugged his shoulder. The woman who hated you this morning suddenly needed your help? If that’s not strange you don’t know what is.

Anyway, you walked inside the room and Rebecca was nowhere in sight. Before you could turn around to look at the other side something hit the back of your head and everything blacked out the next second.

The shifter smirked in victory and picked up the girl. “God she’s heavier than she looks.” She groaned, putting you on a chair in another room and tying you up. She took off your jacket so it was easier to tie a rope around you, when she was sure you would’t brake out she took two beer bottles out of the fridge for her and Sam and walked in the living room.

“Where’s Alex?” Sam asked.

“Oh she said she wanted to use the washroom.” Rebecca said handing Sam a bottle. “By the way she told me.”

“She told you what?” Sam asked with a frown.

“That it wasn’t Dean that attacked me,  it was some sort of shapeshifter. Please tell me she’s lying, Sam.” Sam sighed at her words.

“Why’d she lie?”  he asked with an raised eyebrow.

“Sorry to say this but she’s a kid, she doesn’t understand the seriousness of this situation and she’s just insensitive.” Rebecca said and Sam scoffed, he was offended that she would say that about his best friend.

“No she’s not. She’s just as sensitive as a human should be. And by the way she’s telling the truth. It wasn’t Dean, it was a shapeshifter.” 

“Ok, so let’s say this shapeshifter is real. By the way you know you guys are crazy. But, um, say it is real. How do you stop it?” Rebecca asked, a little too calm for someone who just learnt that monsters are real and one of ‘em attacked her.

“Silver bullet to the heart.” Sam said.

“You are crazy.” with that the shifter hit him hard with the beer bottle she was holding and knocked him out and her eyes flashed white.

You came back to senses just in time to see Rebecca tying up Sam. You acted like you were still out as she walked out of the room.

“Sam, Sammy, hey.” you whispered in hope that it will make him get up. “Sammy, can you hear me?”

“Oh look who’s up. Good mornin’ sweetcheeks.” A voice beside you said and you looked up to see the shifter changed back into Dean.

“You didn’t like that look very much, I see.” You made a remark. 

“Oh I did, She’s really gorgeous. But you know then I thought, it would be more fun to kill you if I looked like this. Imagine, your last memory would be The love of your life carving you up.” The shifter said as he walked closer to you. You glared at him.

“Fuck you.” You spitted out.

“Oh sweetheart I wish we could but right now I’m a little busy right now.” He said and just then you heard Sam grunting.

“Oh, look. Sammy’s up too. We have audience now.” Dean said and walked away from you and toward your best friend.

“Rise and shine, little brother.” He said and leaned down to look at Sam. 

“What you gonna do to us?” Sam asked

“Oh, I’m not gonna do anything to you. Dean will though.” The shifter said, opening the drawer and looking for something. 

“They’ll never catch him.” Sam said and you try to use the shifter’s distraction as your profit and started wiggling in the ropes to loosen the knot.

“Oh, it doesn’t matter. Murder in the first on his own brother, and a minor.” He said as he looked at you “He’ll  be hunted for his whole life.” Your eyes widen as he took out a knife.

“I must say... I will be sorry to lose this skin. Your brother’s got a lot of good qualities, you should appreciate him more than you do.” The shifter said and after a while of silence he walked up to the bar and made himself a drink. “Cheers.” He pulled out the knife again walked closer to you. “I really hoped we could have some fun before i killed you.” He smirked.

“Hey, stay away from her.” Sam grunted.

“Oh i don’t think so.” The shifter replied as he ran the knife across the bare skin above your chest drawing blood out. You hissed out in pain.

“I dare you untie me, you fucking coward. I’ll chop your dick off.” You threatened which made him angry and he slapped you  right across the face with the back of his hand and you could taste to iron of your blood in your mouth. You heard Sam yelling at the shifter from across you.

“Does she always talk this much?” He asked Sam and turn toward him. “How do you guys not get annoyed by this bitch?” He then slammed the knife in the pool table beside you and came back to you. You looked at Sam and then pointed toward the knife. 

When Sam was close enough to the pool table you kicked the shifter hard in the shin and he fell down across the room. Sam took the chance and cut his rope from the knife. He took the knife and stood up but before he could help you out the shifter attacked him again.

They started throwing punches at each other and you groaned out in frustration as you couldn’t get out of the rope and help Sam. 

“Not bad, little brother.” the shifter said as Sam kicked him and twisted his arm behind his back.

“You’re not him.” Sam said and the shifter shoved him and he fell on the pool table. Sam got up again but the shifter was faster, he punched him in the face and kneed him in the abdomen. Shifter threw Sam on the bookshelf, breaking it.  

“Even when we were kinds I kicked your ass.” The shifter said as Sam crawled out of the bookshelf. The shifter picked up a que and swung it toward Sam but Sam was fast enough. He swung it again breaking the lights over the pool table. Before he could swing it for the third time Sam kicked him in the stomach and he fell back. They started punching each other again and soon the shifter goth the upper hand and shoved Sam down, straddling him. He wrapped his hand around Sam’s neck and started chocking him.

You were at verge of tears by now, hoping that Dean would come here soon. You were so angry at yourself that you couldn’t get out of a rope. Sam was struggling in front of you and you couldn’t do anything. 

“Hey.” You heard Dean’s voice behind you, the real Dean pointing a gun at his doppelganger. The shifter Dean backed away from Sam and Dean fired two shots killing the shifter, he dropped on a seat against the wall.

“Sam.” Rebecca rushed toward Sam and Dean ran toward you.

“Hey, sweetheart. You OK?” He asked and you nodded. As soon as he freed you from the rope you jumped in his arms and hugged him tightly. 

“I’m so sorry I couldn’t help Sam.” You whispered and your voice shook a little like you were about to cry. 

“Hey, its OK. You didn’t really have a choice, you were tied up.” He said pulling away and holding your face in his palms.

“Yeah and i could’t even get out of it. I’m so useless-”

“Hey. shhh, you're not useless, OK. You did great in this hunt.He said pressing his lips against your forehead and then pulling you back into a hug.

Then Dean walked up to the shifter and snatched the amulet he was wearing around his neck.

The three of you decided to leave Rebecca's place in the morning. You walked out to see Dean leaned over the Impala with a map. Sam was still inside having a chat with Rebecca. “Hey.” You said as you walked over to Dean and he looked up from his map.  “I wanted to talk to you..... Alone.”

“Yeah, me too.” He replied and turn completely toward you. “You go first then.” You told him.

“OK.....I talked to Sam last night. And he told me what happened.” He said and you looked down at your feet.  “Hey, look at me...I would never, ever, not even in my dream think about touching you without your consent.  I would never do something that you are uncomfortable with.” He said, holding your chin and looking into your eyes.

“I know that, that’s why I knew it wasn’t you.” You replied with a smile. “You should know something too.” 

“What?” 

“I would never ever, not even in my dreams, think about leaving you.” You said remembering what the shifter had told you and Sam in the sewer.

“How’d that come up?” 

“I just thought that you should know. You’re stuck with me, as long as I’m alive.” 

“I know that. Thank you.....Can I kiss you?” He asked stroking your cheek. 

“You know you don’t have to ask.” with that he captured your lips in a sweet kiss. 

You kissed back as you wrapped your arms around his neck,, his hand was holding your face gently. The kiss was sweet and sensual, you swear you could melt into him. You pulled away after a few seconds and right after that Sam and Rebecca walked out. You looked down at your feet so you could hide the big stupid smile from your face. They were talking about something that you couldn’t figure out from the distance. 

She hugged Sam and waved at you and Dean before walking back inside. 

“So what about your friend Zach?” Dean asked as Sam walked up to you and him.

“The cops are blaming this Dean Winchester guy for Emily’s murder. Found the murder weapon in his lair. Zach’s clothes stained with her blood. Now they’re thinking maybe the surveillance tape was tampered with. Becca says Zach will be released soon.” With that the three of you got in the car and drove away from the town.

“Sorry, guys.” Dean said somewhere between the ride.

”About what?”  Sam asked 

“I really wish things could be different, you know? I wish you both just could be Joe college.” 

“Ah, its Okay, you know, truth is even in Stanford deep down I never really fit in.”

“That’s because you’re a freak.” 

“Yeah thanks, but if I’m a freak what’d you say about Alex? She had a knife collection.” Sam replied, making you laugh, well it was true. you were a freak.

“Well I’m a freak too. And we are in this together, all the way.” He said making eye contact with you through the rear view.”You know I gotta say, I’m sorry I’m gonna miss it.”

“Miss what?” You asked.

“How many chances am I gonna have to see my own funeral?”

*******

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