Supernatural One Shots

Hey Jude (Dean)

Dean has always sun 'Hey Jude' to you when you couldn't sleep, or you two were making up from a fight. After a break up you still love it and get lyrics tattooed onto you. Then you run into each other again

Warnings: Break-up, sadness

It was just another stupid argument. He went off to work on Baby, so I went to the shooting range. I blew off a lot of steam and then went and made us dinner.

After a silent dinner of just the two of us, I took a shower and decided to take advantage of the night off and go to sleep. I put on some shorts and a tank top before climbing into bed around 8 o'clock.

After a few minutes I heard Dean come to bed too. He quietly laid down and curled in next to me.

He softly started singing one of our songs, the one he always sings when I'm upset; Hey Jude. I smiled to myself listening to his gruff but beautiful voice. I know it's the lullaby his mom sang to him and Sam, but it has become ours too.

When he was halfway through it I rolled over and laid my head on his chest. He put an arm around me, bringing that hand up to play with my hair. The other one found one of my hands and held it as he sang.

He kissed the top of my head, "I'm sorry, baby. You were right, I was an ass."

Simple words, but powerful between us.

I sighed, "I'm sorry too, Dee. I love you."

"I love you, too, baby."

Three months later our fight was horrible. We argued and screamed until both of our voices were hoarse. He had just gone and accepted the mark of Cain. Not even mentioning it to me first.

"I'm done. I can't do this anymore, Dean. I can't be with someone so careless. I'm sorry." And I walked off to our bedroom in tears.

As I started packing up my clothes he appeared at the door. He looked crazy with panic as he realized I was actually packing to leave. "Baby, I'm sorry. I had to, okay? We need this."

I sighed, "I can respect that in theory. But I'm done, Dee. I'm leaving. Please be as careful as you can, and fight until the end. But I can't sit back and watch what this is going to do to you."

He nodded, watching me pack with tears of his own forming and falling. I hated to see him cry.

I kissed his jaw when I had my things packed into a few bags. I was about to walk out to the garage to leave. "Bye, Dean. Tell Sam I'm sorry to leave while he's gone, and that I'll miss him."

He nodded, not able to look at me. "I will. Be safe, please."

Over the next couple months 'Hey Jude' was the only thing I could get to relax me. Especially when my mind would race, wondering if Dean was alright. I have nightmares about what this will do to him; about him becoming a monster like Cain. I ended up in a tattoo shop.

Along my forearm I got 'Hey Jude, don't be afraid' in cursive. It was now always a part of me, to remind me of Dean and what we had for all that time.

Second person view
You threw back a shot with your friends you've made since moving to this town. Then you all started laughing, causing you to not notice the love of your life walking in with his brother.

Dean's heart raced at the sound of your laugh. He would know it anywhere; Sam too. They locked eyes as they both heard you. "Dean. Livy's here."

Dean nods, and then his eyes find you easily. You look so happy. Your hair is a little longer; after all, it's been months. His eyes were a little sadder, a lot has happened for him since you left.