My Wicked Heart

-Enjoy the Silence Spin off-

Emma and Deans story

"All my wicked heart

It's out of turn for you

God know how she starts

It's bad to feel this good"

Diana Vickers- My Wicked Heart

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Dean was on a hunt- alone. It had been a while, and as he looked to the passenger side, neither Sammy nor his father were sat there. But Sammy... Sammy would never be on a hunt with him again. Riley had made sure of that, even if he had regretted it so. Sammy was more his own son- a brother, than anything else.

He missed him... like mad. But he knew it was nothing to how Dawn and his brother were feeling. Sammy may have been his "Brother" but he was their son...

If he was feeling bad, god only knew how Dawn was feeling. And Sam for that matter.

So here he was, sat in the Impala, the music on full blast, the wind in his hair as he sped down the highway in the Saturday morning, staring at the road, then sighed- it was a demon case.

He arrived in the town, then checked into a motel by himself, sitting down on the bed and staring around. Man had it been a while since it was just him being the "lone ranger" oh well, it had a more sexy ring to it. And damn was he gonna need it in another ten years or so. Urgh. Thirty-nine, forty next month. That was practically ancient. Least, to his relief, he hadn't changed that much. Still young and gorgeous.

He got up now, then pulled on his suit, doing up his tie in the mirror and grinned at his reflection. 'Hey sexy.'

'Well, you just failed right there.'

Dean grabbed the gun on the side and spun around, but sighed and lowered it when he saw who it was. 'Emma? Why are you here?' Emma shrugged. 'Sam and Dawn are getting abit... you know, thought I'd follow you and have a nose.' Dean chuckled, then said teasingly. 'Nah, I bet you just wanna sleep with me again.'

Emma looked horrified now, then scowled, running a hand through her black hair, then said coldly. 'Nope. Even if you did manage to get me in again, nothing would happen.'

Dean grinned. 'Denial love.' Emma flicked her hair back then walked towards the door, vanishing just before she walked into it. Dean sighed- Emma, Dawns sister could be so cryptic at times.

But let's face it- he thought as he tied his shoes. She was hot as hell.

Dean was now in the morgue, staring at a body that the demon hadn't just killed, but ripped his heart out- charming (!) Nice present for Valentines Day. He remembered offering Dawn a mans heart years ago. But that was before she and Sam were together. Knocked up mind and on the run from Lucifer.

He poked the heart, seeing a yellow substance he recognized to be sulfur of it. 'Hey I-' he said, then realized he was on his own. Oh great. Now he was going mad (!)

After just an hours research, he found the demon. It was inhabiting a six year old girl, making her murder parents and play with the children in twisted ways.

But the last thing he had been expecting was the little girl to pin him to the wall and say.

'N'aww (!) Did you lose your precious little Sammys? See, neither care about you! You're a weirdo Dean... they don't care anymore, and Sammy's screaming in Hell with Lucifer. Like he deserves the twisted freak!'

Then she put a hand on his chest, unable to move, and the feeling of burning spreading through his body, he realized-

He was going to die... killed by a six year old girl!

Then the demon yelled and left the body, making Dean crash to the floor. Then he saw a pair of dark red heels and growled. 'Emma.' he looked up and saw her smirk.

'You got your ass kicked... by a little girl!'

Dean grumbled now, then winced as a rib twinged, and a few cuts all over his body were bleeding onto his shirt.

Emma sighed now, then touched him, transporting them to the motel room where she pushed him onto the bed and Dean raised an eyebrow. 'Steady on (!)' Emma smiled sarcastically, then said matter-of-factly.

'You look close to falling over, now lie down and get that shirt off before you collapse.'

Dean sighed in defeat, then pulled his shirt off, lying down and felt her soft little fingers over the cuts, feeling them heal as she touched them.

'You're more developed powers wise than Dawn.' He noticed. But maybe Dawn just didn't like to use them...

Emma chuckled softly, then nodded. 'Dawns more... well you know her.' Dean chuckled. 'I didn't hear any of that- a super hot half demon chick is giving me a-' but he cut off as she prodded a bruise with a nail and made him flinch away and scowl. 'Bully.'

She laughed again now, then said teasingly. 'Dean... you're just weird.' Dean turned onto his back now, staring up at her with a frown. 'Me, weird-?' he grinned. 'You're joking (!)' Emma sighed, then straightened up and said quietly. 'Dean...' He went. 'Hm?' Emma rolled her eyes, then folded her arms. 'Stop hitting on me.'

Dean grinned, then grabbed her arms, pulling her onto him and said, holding her there. 'You like me. I saw it before all those years ago.'

Emma sighed now, then stopped fighting him and simply vanished.

Dean chuckled, sitting up and feeling much better than before his... uh... encounter with a little girl.

He hadn't even had the chance to say thanks...

Dean girls? You're gonna like this hehe. A short little spin off about how Emma and Dean got together, and, we all know, had a son called Finn. So yeah! Here we go for about 5 chapters or so. Reviews are very much loved! X Nic (I'll be starting a proper Dean/OC fic pretty soon;) bout time lmao!)