Dean Winchester Imagines

Nothing can stop me from loving you Part.2

MoC!Dean Winchester x Fem!Reader

Platonic!Sam Winchester x PlatonicFem!Reader

Established relationship

A few weeks had passed, and I could tell Sam was as on edge as I was. He even convinced some douchebag to seal a deal with a crossroad demon to try to catch the red-eyed asshole. But all he managed to get was an arm in a sling. On my side, I contacted every hunter we knew around the country to try to gather information. But it was mostly useless. It was a race against time, and we were obviously losing. We knew that Crowley wasn't alone in this. He had a whole crew of assholes with him. I tried to summon Crowley and some of his lackeys, but the assholes never showed up. Even the various tracking spells with Rowena never worked. And to top it all, my dreams were plagued with weird changing images of a bar, cowboy hats and this shitty song "I'm too sexy". Dean had finally managed to drive me crazy. I was losing my marbles at this point.

Today wasn't different from the others. If doing research in the hope of finding something useful could finally lead to something, it was mostly infuriating. I took the computer and a selection of books about demon invocation and went to the library. After many hours of leafing through each book, knowledge seemed to pass over my head without ever getting into it. An exasperated sigh escaped my lips as I dropped my head in my hands. "It's useless. I won't find anything useful in there.", I whispered, completely desperate. I stayed in this position for a few minutes, or maybe hours. I couldn't tell. But if the roles were reversed, Dean would turn the world upside down to find me. He would never surrender. And I loved him way too much to give up that easily. So I raised my head, wiped some stray tears, and tried to do more research.

But reading for the hundredth time the same sentence was a signal that I couldn't focus anymore. Instead, my mind decided to wander away from the dusty books. And, even though it was too late to think about it, I couldn't help but torture myself about the what-ifs. If I had stopped Dean altogether from fighting Metatron in the first place with a spell from Rowena, maybe we wouldn't be in this crap? Perhaps, if I stayed with Dean as intended that night instead of leaving him alone, I could have stopped Crowley before he ran away with Dean. Well, maybe not stopping him, but at least delaying him a little and trying to get some sense in Dean's mind. But I couldn't afford to waste my time with the actions I didn't do. It was a dangerous spiral that should never be explored. So, in order to regain the handle of the situation, I tried to focus on the things I could control. Which means thinking of the various tactics we could use to find Dean.

After some plotting against Crowley, I decided to phone Cas for the first time since Dean's death. I was still a bit embarrassed about my cries for help, knowing that I was bothering him with a situation he couldn't improve. I took a deep breath as I tried to ponder whether I should call him or not. But I already clicked on the phone icon without even thinking. As the phone rang, I secretly hoped to end up on the voicemail. It rang a bit and before I could think of hanging up, I heard his deep voice. "Y/N?" I heard him say, a bit surprised. "Hey, Cas. How are you?" There was a bit of silence before I heard him clear his throat. "It is complicated to manage without my grace. But it is also difficult to repair all the damages Metatron caused but we are working things out. What about you with Dean?"

I hesitated a bit before replying " Well, it's pretty hard. He could be anywhere and doing god knows what at the moment. Plus, Sam is acting recklessly now. I'm scared, Cas. I don't know what to do. " "We're going to find him, don't worry. As soon as I'm done with this celestial issue, I'll come to help you." I could hear that he was sincere, that he truly loved Dean as much as we did." Thank you, Cas. Also, I wanted to tell you that I'm sorry that I haven't called you since his death." I wanted to add something else but my voice shattered a bit. "I am not mad at you, Y/N. I understand. And you don't have to be embarrassed about your distress, it is a normal human feeling in these circumstances. Just know that your cries and prayers weren't ignored, that they broke my heart and shook me to my core. I am sorry that I was not able to do more." His voice wavered a bit while saying this. "Take care, Y/N. Call me anytime you need." "Thank you, Cas. Take care too." And he hung up the phone.