Sam held the flask of holy water steady in his hand Dean's eyes flashed black and then dissipated back to normal. Dean groaned and breathed out as he looked at his surroundings and then up at Sam and Castiel.

"You look worried, fellas." Sam splashed the holy water in his face and waited for his skin to begin to smoke… but it didn't. Sam smiled, Dean was back.

"Sammy, I'm pretty sure I'm not a demon anymore." Sam chuckled and released the restraints from Dean's body. Dean stood up carefully and once he had sure footing took a step towards Sam and placed his hand firmly on his shoulder.

"It's good to have you back, Dean." Dean nodded and began to head to the door now. Sam realized where he was going and grabbed his arm.

"Uhm, Dean, you might want to give her some time." Dean looked at Sam like he was crazy.

"Why? Y/N knows I'm here, right? That I'm cured?"

"Well, you see, Dean… something happened earlier… with Y/N." Dean's eyes went wide.

"What happened? Is she okay? Did-" Sam stopped him before his thoughts drifted too far.

"She's fine, Dean. It's just- well, you scared her earlier. Really, really, scared her." Dean's head dropped as he sat heavily back into the chair and after a few seconds, he lifted his head and his eyes shone bright red with the tears that began to well up.

"What did I do, Sammy?"

The shouts of Dean had stopped hours ago, but you could still hear them echoing faintly throughout the bunker. It was like you were having a nightmare and you just couldn't wake up. Dean had been so much different when he was human. He was sweet and funny and absolutely amazing and this monster he had become was burying that memory with fear. The word echoed in your mind. Monster, you thought, he's a monster now.

The sound of the door to your room creaking open startled you so much that you hid under the blanket you'd been crying into. You stared at the blackness under the blanket and listened to the footsteps that were coming near your bed. Your heart was beating extremely fast when you felt the edge of the bed lower. Carefully, you reached above you for the blade underneath your pillow and collected the courage to come out from under the blanket. You did so slowly.

"Y/N." You jumped at the sight of Dean and held the knife out in front of you.

"Stay back!" You thrusted the knife forward as Dean made a slight movement towards you. You kept your eyes low, you didn't want to see those black, soulless eyes, "I'm not afraid to use this, you- you monster!" You had to blink multiple times to be able to see as tears began to well up in your eyes.

"Y/N, please, look at me." You shook your head and backed up against the headboard of your bed. You came up on your knees and keep your fingers around the knife.

"No! Get out of here, monster. Now!" You yelled. You swiped the air in front of you and was surprised to feel it catch something. You opened your eyes after realizing you had them squeezed shut and looked at where you'd done damage. On the top of Dean's hand, there was a long cut. You watched as the blood dripped from his hand and onto your bed sheets. Suddenly, Dean grabbed the knife and threw it across the room, slicing the inside of his hand in the process.

"Baby, please," you tried to pushed yourself closer against the bedpost, almost as if you were trying to push through it, "look at me." You turned your head and waited for him to cut you, bite you, something equal to the fact that he was now a monster, but he didn't. Instead, you felt a warm, calloused hand caress your cheek and you felt your muscles relax and it. No! You screamed at your emotions. You slapped the hand away and flailed your body back and forth until he was on top of you and had your arms pinned down.

"Get off of me!" Dean's hand covered your mouth and forced you face towards him.

"Baby, look at me! Look at me, damn it! It's me! I'm human!" After you refused once again to look at him, Dean tried to open your eyes by force.

"Don't touch me!" You yelled as you grabbed the holy water on the counter and splashed it onto him. You froze when you didn't hear him screaming.

"Baby, I'm human." Slowly, you turned your head and looked up at Dean. His eyes were normal, no black in sight, and there were droplets of holy water dripping onto your face from him chin. You were overwhelmed with emotion as you realized that Dean was finally cured.

"Dean?" You choked out through tears. He nodded as he began to cry as well. He crashed his lips against yours as he held you against him.

"I'm back, Y/N. I'm cured."