The Return

I own nothing. I do not own Supernatural or The Walking Dead, but I wish I did.

Dean's POV

It has been 2 months since we found Bobby and Gareth, and found shelter in an abandon house, but something is still wrong.

It seems like I was the blame considering I decided to make us stay and let survivors in, but the demons keep showing up and we killed them. None of the survivors see us, but I feel like they do, and all this weight on my shoulders I feel is going to break me.

My brother, Sammy, keeps asking if I am okay, and I keep telling him I am. The truth is before Sam got out of the pit, I was seeing someone a guy named Daryl Dixon. I was helping him be a hunter. After teaching him for about 3 months we started fooling around and one thing lead to another and we started dating.

Daryl's POV

I have been searching for this safehouse I knew Dean would go to if shit hit the fan, and when my group and I found it I wanted to hop up and down screaming Dean.

When I knocked Dean opened the door and tears started coming down my face, too. When he said,

"You remembered." I just nodded before pulling him into a hug and then I kissed him right there in front of everyone including Carol, who I know has a crush on me, and I left hints I was gay, but she didn't pick them up.

"I was afraid I was never going to see you again." I said in Dean's shoulder. He just started rubbing my back. I knew I had found my home in his arms again.

I know it was kinda shitty, but I gave it a shot.

BTW I still own nothing