Fool Me Once, Part Seven.
Y/N- Your Name
Y/L/N- Your Last Name
E/C- Eye color
Vampire reader.
It had been a week and Dean still wasn't talking to you. He kept giving you awkward sideways glances and dirty looks. Then Sam left the two of you alone, though you asked him not to, to pick up some groceries. You were satting in the library reading up on contracts and loopholes, when Dean walked in with his duffle bag.
"Where is Sam?" Dean questioned and you were surprised that he was actually talking to you.
"He went to the store." You told him.
"Tell him I'm going to help Garth." Dean said and turned to leave.
"You're going on a hunt and you didn't even talk to us about it first?" You asked.
"Oh please, Y/N you're in no place to say that." Dean scoffed.
"Dean I'm sorry, how many times do I have to apologize?" You asked. "I love you, you have to know that I love you and I would to anything to get you back." You told him and gently grabbed for his hand. Dean jerked his and away and turned back to look at you.
"You lied to us, kept us away from demons, reported what we were doing to Crowley. How can you say you love me after that? You're no better than Crowley himself." Dean spat and tears gathered in your eyes. You hang your head and wrapped your arms around yourself.
"I'll tell Sam were you went. Call if you need back up." You said, barely above a whisper.
"I won't be calling you." He snapped as he left. When Sam came back twenty minutes later, he found you crying in his room.
"Baby? What's the matter?" You told him what had happened he comforted you until you stopped crying. He reassured you that everything would be alright, but you didn't see how.
Two days passed and neither of you had heard from Dean and you were starting to worry. Sam and you packed up and went to find Dean. You went to the hotel he had been staying at with Garth, their room had been destroyed and it reeked of sulfur. You started to panic, demons had gotten Dean. Your phone rang and you saw that it was Crowley. You answered frantically.
"Where is he?" You demanded.
"You mean the Winchester that you don't have feelings for? You can't double cross me sweetheart, I invented the double cross." He growled into the phone.
"Don't hurt him, I'll do whatever you want, just don't hurt him." You begged.
"Meet at the crossroads alone, in forty-five minutes." Crowley snarled and hung up. You told Sam what he had said and he refused to let you go alone.
"If I don't go alone he might kill Dean." You cried.
"He isn't going to kill Dean, I'm not going to let that happen. I'm not going to let anything happen to either of you." When you got to the crossroads Crowley was there, holding an incapacitated Dean. He looked bruised and beaten. You got out of the car and walked over, Sam followed you.
"I told you to come alone." Crowley growled.
"She isn't following your orders anymore Crowley. Hand Dean over, now!" Sam ordered. Before Crowley could respond you attacked him, you wanted to kill him for what he had done to Dean. Crowley dropped Dean as you punched him hard across the face.
"You bitch!" He snarled and retrieved a syringe out of his pocket, he stabbed you with it and pushed the plunger down. You tried to continue fighting as the world around you faded to black. When you woke up you were back at the bunker in Dean's room, you tried to sit up, but the room started to spin.
"Whoa sweetheart, don't get up. Crowley pumped you full of dead man's blood." Dean said and sat down next to you. His face was bruised and covered in dried blood. Sam walked into the room with a washcloth and handed it to Dean.
"Thanks."
"You're up." Sam observed and leaned down to give you a soft kiss. When he pulled away you looked over at Dean, who was frowning.
"Dean, I'm really sorry about Crowley." You apologized.
"No, I'm the one that should be sorry. I'm sorry for the things I said, I love you. I'd like to get back together, if you'll have me." He sighed and you could have swore he pouted just a little.
"Of course I'll take you back, Dean I love you." You said and motioned him to come close for a kiss. Dean kissed you deeply and you reciprocated.
"Can we cuddle?" You asked sheepishly.
"I'll leave you two alone." Sam said, sounding disappointed.
"Sam, I want to cuddle with you too." You told him. Sam got in on one side of you and Dean on the other. You sighed happily, nestled against Dean's chest while Sam wrapped an arm around you. Sam kissed your check, Dean kissed your forehead, and all was right with the world.
