Dean

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Feelings!!!!!

I let out a sigh as I walked into the bunker and put my bags down.

"Guys I'm home!" I yelled softly.

When I got no reply I walked through the bunker and looked around for everyone.

"Hello?" I asked softly.

I turned and let out a gasp as I saw Rowena behind me.

"Rowena, where is everyone?" I asked softly.

"Gone." She said with a smile.

"What do you mean gon-"

I let out a gasp as I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. I looked down and felt the dagger be pulled out as I fell to the ground.

"Dean really should of watched you closer... I told him I would make him suffer." She said with a smile.

"Michael!" I gasped out.

I felt my head hit the ground and my eyes blinked as everything started to go dark.

"(Y/n)!" A voice yelled.

I turned my head to see Sam rushing up to me.

"Hold on!" He yelled.

"Tell... tell Dean... I love him." I whispered as I closed my eyes.

(Dean's POV)

Jack had just killed Michael and I looked around the base to see if I could find (Y/n). Sam walked into the room and I saw a look of sadness cross his face.

"Where's (Y/n)?" I asked softly.

"Dean..."

"Sam, please tell me (Y/n)'s fine..." I whispered.

He shook his head no and I felt tears stream down my face as I pushed past him and ran into my room. I felt my heart stop as I saw her on the bed.

"(Y/n).... no... baby no." I whispered as I crawled on the bed and put her head in my lap.

"She wanted me to tell you.... she loved you." Sam said softly.

I felt a sob leave my lips and I pulled her against my chest. I heard the door shut and I cried as I held the woman I loved in my arms.

A hour later

Mary stood beside me and gently put her hand on my shoulder as I watched the fire burn.

"(Y/n) was one of the best hunters I knew.... she saved my life.... and Dean's life many times." Sam said softly.

He met my eyes and I looked at the ground.

"She was a great friend... and she was like a sister to me.... she will be missed." Sam finished.

I shook my head as I turned and walked away from the hunters funeral. I walked over to my car and climbed in and started it up. I hit the steering wheel and cried as I held the picture (Y/n) took of me and her.

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