Supernatural One Shots

Trouble Sleeping (Dean)

The bunker gets broken into and it freaks you out so badly you cannot sleep. After the third night awake Dean notices. He calls you out on looking exhausted. You try to play it off at first, but you finally admit what's wrong. He offers for you to try sleeping in his room with him to see if it helps you at all. When it works it becomes a regular thing.

Written from your Point of View, and slightly in Dean's. This is a longer one. Spoilers if you haven't watched season 7/8.

Triggers: breaking and entering. nightmares. trouble sleeping. light PG-13 type sexual tension and implied smut

We were on our way home from a very successful hunt of an Egyptian god. We were all in a great mood and had a plan to drink together to celebrate the win. Dean was actually going to stick at home tonight with me and Sam.

I've been living with the boys for years now. Ever since I ended up helping them with the Leviathans problem. They are my family, and I am theirs as well. I have hunted damn near as long as Dean has, because my dad was also a hunter; a lot like John actually. But, my mom was a normal person, who bailed on both of us when a demon came in our house to come after my dad. She left him saying she wouldn't put up with it anymore, since it had followed him home. And she left me behind with him because I was half of him and she feared they would come after us if she took me.

Sam and Dean took me in years ago after the hunting Leviathans sparked a friendship. Then Dean got put in purgatory when we took down Dick Roman - after losing Bobby. Sam left the life for that time and lived normal. I kept hunting though. I kept in touch with Sam a little bit at first, but I knew he wanted out so I was more just checking in so he knew I was still alive.

Then Dean came back, more shit broke loose with Dean befriending a vampire and not letting Sam in on things. Ever since we reunited all as one it felt like the world was closing in on us. Sam took on those trials to try to close the gates to hell. Then God and his sister. It's been a lot.

We pulled up to the bunker, along the side, and we were all laughing but it quickly faded as we passed the door. We saw it was wide open. Fear enveloped me immediately.

Dean slammed on the brakes, and Sam started jumping out. We all grabbed our guns from our holsters, approaching the door quietly.

I was scared. Nobody can get into the bunker like this.

Dean motioned for Sam to go one way and for me to stay behind him. When we got inside the bunker we were all in for a surprise. It was a mess in there. Chairs and tables overturned. Books and files thrown all over the place.

After we searched the entire bunker we saw this was done in in every room, including our bedrooms and the kitchen. It looked like either they were looking for something or just trying to send us a message.

"Son of a bitch! I swear... when I find out who did this I'm going to kill them!" Dean yelled. I jumped slightly at how loud he got.

I sat on a chair and just looked around in shock.

Sam huffed and ran his hand through his hair, "What or who do we know that would be able to do this? To get past the warding..."

Something clicked when he said that. "It wasn't on." I mumbled, remembering it was powered down when we walked past all of that in the control room.

"What?" He demanded.

"I didn't really realize it until you said that. When Dean and I searched the control room the warding was all powered down." I explained softly.

"How? They'd have to get in first, we left it on." He demanded.

I shrugged and Dean sighed before leaning against the table. "Whoever it was must've gotten a human to do that dirty work first."