When l was younger, around the age of 13 to 17 l had always pictured a normal life.
My dream job-which at the time was to be a doctor-a wife, 2.5 kids, and a dog. The perfect life with the perfect family.
Well that dream was shot of course because of the "family business" of killing things at go bump in the night. I used to think that l could get out of it, that l could have my dream and be happy.
Well l guess that you can't always get what you want. I had to learn that the hard way.
Jess had to die for me to learn that and dad had to disappear for a bit to. But Dean was there to help me and be there for me. It made things a bit easier to deal with.
I was still hoping for that family and the perfectly normal life, even if it seemed to be getting farther away from me.
Then Dean goes into a coma after we get hit but the demon driving the truck.
And my dream was ripped away from me all together. Deans fine but now dads dead and we're having problems again. It sucked so hard and he wouldn't talk to me about it.
It think that it was around there that my dream started to change. It went from dream job and family, to hunting with Dean and making Dean fell happy, to put a smile on his face that seemed to forever wear a frown.
I hated to see him so down and wanted to help.
After that my dream changed again, l still wanted Dean to be happy but happy with me. In more than a brotherly way.
It was wrong and sick but it was just how it happened. Dean had always been there for me, he was the only person on this earth that knew everything that was bad about me and still loved me.
So was it really any surprise that l feel in love with my big brother? Or that l wanted us to live happily ever after in a simple house with a dog out front?
It's what l was hoping for with all my heart, and as Dean would say l was acting like l was in a chick flick. But it's hard to see the one you love with someone other than you.
It's like this soul sucking force that drains you of happiness and leaves you with a pained loss.
Then when l got hurt on a hunt everything changed. It was a demon that had gotten a swipe at me with a knife before we could exorcise it out of its meat bag.
It was only a small cut, not really deep or blooding that much but Dean still wanted to patch me up, and so l let him.
It was an accident really. Dean was looking down at the cut and l was looking down at him, he looked up and like a very lame movie we ended up locking lips. He didn't pull away for more than seven seconds and l sure as hell didn't want to pull away.
Dean had gotten awkward about it about started to apologize. It was cute at first but then it got annoying so l had to shut him up.
The kiss started slow and then it got deeper.
And after that, well let's just say that the motel is not going to be happy when they find weird white spots all over the walls.
It turned out that Dean had been going through the same thing that l had. He didn't know what to do about it so he acted like nothing was wrong, in true Dean style.
In the end my dream came true, it may not have been my first dream and it wasn't perfect but it was us and l love it that way.
I guess you can say that we need each other to be happy.
Guess who just got back from a ten hour plane ride! I had a lot of time to think about what l was going to write about next and then "You can't always get what you want" comes on to my playlist and then "Teenage Dream" right after it and so here this is!
This will be a drabble series, only with Dean and Sam! If you have suggestions that you would like to tell me about please review and tell me about them. I would like to hear your ideas and tell me if l have spelling mistakes and grammar mistakes, l have no beta! Updates will be whenever l have some inspiration or someone reviews and tells me what they want!
