NICK
It had been three weeks since that dark day. You laid on your bed still trying to process all the loss you just suffered. Not only did your brother say yes to some evil version of the Archangel Micheal from another world, but you had to watch in horror as he killed the only guy you had ever fallen for, Lucifer. You brothers had no idea you were dating the archangel or that you were in love with him. So Sam and Castiel thought you were just grieving for your brother Dean and you were, but Dean though being held captive was alive, and your angel was not. They also thought nothing of it when you wouldn't go near Nick. You weren't scared of Nick, you were scared he would remember you. Everything about you and Lucifer.
You had planned to make sure to avoid him at every cost, but your a Winchester and things never go as you planned. One day Sam and Cas were going on a small hunt while looking for Dean and Sam told you while they were gone you had to care for Nick. Your heart dropped.
"Sam I can't," you argued, "I just can't,".
"Y/N, I know you're scared," Sam said, "but Nick is just a human now. Lucifer's gone,". You had to fight back tears at the mention of your archangel's name.
"Sam please," you tried to plead one more time.
"Y/N," he said hugging you, "just talk to him. He won't hurt you,". You knew it was pointless so you nodded and watched as they left. You went to your room and pulled a box out you had hidden in your nightstand and opened it up. Inside was a golden archangel blade and one single black angel feather. Other than memories they were all you had left of your one true love. You softly ran your finger over the feather as tears fell. "What am I suppose to do without you?" you whispered out loud wiping the tears from your cheeks. You put the feather back in the box and put the box back in your nightstand. You decided you should probably make lunch for you and Nick. About half an hour later you had made some grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup. You stood outside the door for what felt like ages before you finally knocked. "Come in," you heard a voice that was familiar yet brand new all at the same time say. You took a deep breath and grabbed the door handle.