A/N I am a Dean girl so sorry they are all with him. I'll do Sam and Cas soon. This is supposed to be a cute thing, hope you like
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural
Imagine telling Dean about your life.
"Sorry," I say as tears fall from my eyes. Today is the day I lost my parents to demons. I have been a wreck. Dean has been by my side, hugging me while I cry. He doesn't pry. Doesn't know what is wrong with me. He is just being there for me. Being the best friend I could ask for.
(Hopefully one day more.)
I finally can't take it anymore and telling him I'm going out. I start to get up, but he grabs my wrist. We leave the motel and he takes me to the Impala. Dean starts the engine and drives in silence. Yet he drives with one hand, the other holding mine.
He finally pulls over in a wooded, secluded area. He gets out of the car and comes over and helps me out of the car. I wipe tears from my eyes. " I'm sorry."
Dean nods. "It's okay. Want to talk bout it? If not that's okay." He seems flustered. Awkward kind of.
"It's alright. I guess I should." With that Dean takes me to the roof of the Impala. We lay there and his beautiful green eyes bore into me. I take a deep breath.
" My parents were hunters before I was born. They met in the life and when they knew I was coming, they tried to settle down, create a new life. And we were normal. Had an apple pie life. I went to school, come home and we would play games or read together. I would play soccer and they - they would come to my games. It was perfect. I never knew what was out there and I just lived like any other kid." I wipe my tears away.
"But you can't escape a hunter's life. No matter how much you try. On my fifteenth birthday, demons found my parents. I come home from school to find them dead. Their throats slit. That's when I became a hunter."
I see tears come from Dean's eyes. He puts his arms around me and buries his head in the crrok of my neck. "I'm so sorry, Hal."
I hate seeing him like this. It makes the tears fall harder. "You had it worse than I did." Instead of saying yes he shakes his head no. "You didn't deserve it. You should have been able to live the apple pie life. You should have been able to have a career find a guy settle down. It's not fair." I pull his head up to have his eyes look into mine.
"You know what, we've both had crappy lives. They suck. But if their is anything we gained from our sacrifice, from our pain and misery is helping others. We have saved hundreds of lives and you should be proud of that. It's what keeps us going."
"Also, if there has been anything else I've gained is a new family. I met you. Sam. I got to find two hunters who I can be myself with. I found a family." Tell him you love him. Say it, my mind screams but I don't. No chick flick moments. Not yet. Not the time.
In the midst of my debating he grabbed my head and pulled me in for a kiss on the forehead. "I'm here." He said. I look up into those emerald eyes. He leans in and gives me a deep, passionate kiss. We stay connected for a while like this kissing on top of the Impala. Finally, we need air. I smile as does he. "I'm here." I with that we start the kiss all over again.