Request: Can you do one where reader makes a deal with Crowley that if he brings dean back from the dead she will have to marry him and forget dean (can she end up with Crowley to) Thanks
A/N: This is only part 1, I wanted to get part of it out as soon as possible. I will post part 2 tomorrow, hopefully it will be longer. Consider it a prologue of sorts.
Warnings: Death
You felt your breath catch as you saw the bullet arching through the air towards Dean. You tried to cal out to him, warn him, but it caught in your throat and all you could do was watch in mute fear as shock filled his green eyes. A cry ripped from your throat as the bullet finally reached Dean, his back arching as he fell to the ground. His pained scream emanating throughout the large room.
You finally unfroze and you raised your own gun, letting off shot after shot at your foe. You waited to ensure that it had fallen before running to Dean's side. The tears began to flow down your face as you saw the severity of his wound. You knew as soon as you saw it what was inevitably going to happen somewhere in the back of your mind, but you refused to acknowledge the fear.
Dean smiled weakly up at you, blood staining the corner of his lips. His green eyes seemed less vibrant than their usual emerald. Tears slowly ran down your face, dripping down onto his pale skin. You gripped his hand in yours, his icy hand contrasting the sweat on your own.
"Y/N" Dean said in between gasping breaths, "I need you to promise me something."
"What is it, Dean?" You asked, though you knew what he was going to say.
"I need you to promise me-", Dean was cut off by a fit of wracking coughs, "-that you won't make a deal"
"I don't need to, because you're not going to die, you'll be fine," you said, more to convince yourself than him.
"Just, promise me this one thing," he implored.
"I promise then, I won't make any deals,' your answer elicited a small smile from Dean, his bright green eyes lighting up one last time before going dark. A sob caught in your throat as his face froze, the smile on his face forever more.
You leaned forward and extended a hand, your shoulders shaking with the force of your sobs. You brought yourself to lower his eyelids, his face blurring from your tears as you stood. With one last mournful glance you turned away, shoulders bent with sorrow.