Sorry its taken so long to add another chapter. I moved house not so long ago and its been a bit busy since. Reviews are always welcome :). Enjoy!

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S + D POV

"You know what i'm getting tired of her running from us. Especially when we're the ones trying to save her sorry ass!" Dean paced the floor angrily.

"That's not helping." Sam moaned.

"Yeah well i'm pissed! We're her brothers for christs sake. What the hell did we do wrong?"

"Guys!" Cas appeared suddenly, carrying your lifeless body.

"What the hell happened?" Dean asked as he rushed over to help lay you down on the sofa.

"A demon attacked her. She managed to kill him though with this." Cas handed the knife you had used to Sam.

"Can you heal her?" Dean asked desperately.

Cas placed two fingers on your forehead and waited a moment. As if by magic your wound healed rapidly leaving no mark, not even a scar.

"She may sleep a while longer." Cas stepped back.

"Is she going to be ok?" Sam asked, worry etched across his face.

"Physically yes."

Your POV

You slowly became aware of talking and that someone was sitting close by. You opened your eyes and blinked a few times before looking beside you.

"Dean?" You croaked.

"Hey you're awake. Sam!"

Same rushed into the room and embraced you into a warm hug.

"You've got to stop running off like that." Dean scolded.

"Sorry. When Sam fell asleep my friend called and I didn't see the harm in popping round to visit her for a bit. I didn't know the demon would come. Now she's dead because of me." You tried to hold back your tears and dropped your head feeling guilty.

"Y/N, you couldn't have known the demon would attack you there. It's not your fault. These things happen unfortunately." Sam consoled you.

"Yeah it's the Winchester curse. This is why we told you to stay with us!" Dean snapped. "You could have died. If Cas hadn't have saved your ass you would have." Dean was standing, his face furious yet his eyes were full of sadness.

"Dude your not helping. Go and get some air." Sam ordered his brother out.

Dean rolled his eyes before storming out.

"He was very worried he just doesn't like to show it. He hasn't left your side since Cas brought you back. He really does care you know."

"Strange way of showing it. I'm guessing he always plays bad cop?" You joke.

"Yeah. He likes to keep his macho status." Sam laughed and left the room to make you a drink.

Although Cas had healed you still felt a bit tired and stiff. You eased yourself off the sofa and headed to the front door and went outside onto the drive where Dean was stood looking over nearby fields.

"I am sorry you know. I never meant for anyone to get hurt. I hadn't seen my friend in a while and when she called I just had to go see her. I'm sorry I left without telling you guys." You couldn't hold back your tears anymore and began sobbing.

Dean turned around, his face full of sympathy and regret. He stood before you and wiped your tears away before pulling you into a hug. You sobbed into his muscular shoulder while he stroked your hair soothingly.

"I'm sorry for snapping at you. Me and Sam have lost all the people we cared about and almost completely lost one another because of what we do. The last thing I wanted was for the same to happen to you." He held you at arms length and looked straight into your eyes. "I couldn't live with myself if I lost you."

"I don't want to lose either one of you either. You're all I have left." You sniffled.

"Then lets promise to keep one another alive. Deal?" Dean offered his hand.

"Deal." You shook it enthusiastically.

"Good. Lets eat. Foods ready." Sam spoke making both you and Dean jump a little.

"How long have you been there?" Dean asked surprised.

"Long enough. Don't worry your macho status is still intact." He laughed as he headed back inside.

You giggled and followed while watching Dean pull a bitch face behind Sams back making you laugh even more.

Over the next several weeks you and your brothers stayed at the mansion. After all is was warded and had quite the armoury. The three of you had grown used to the place and although you knew they would never admit it, your brothers quite liked it.

You had spent a lot of time with them and as always they were watchful and protective but also gave you your space when you needed it. You had grown quite close to both of them, maybe a little closer to Dean.

After the conversation you had with him he had since trusted you a lot more, they both had. To the point where they would take you on supply runs. Dean always sent you when it was Sams turn since he kept forgetting Deans pie, something you never forgot. You and Sam would talk about books and tv series you both liked and frequently played chess.

Whenever you went with Dean however he nearly always found an attractive woman to flirt with. You'd roll your eyes and walk around the shop until you had gotten what you needed then make a sarcastic comment that would make the woman leave and Dean would get annoyed with you for a while. Then once you returned back to Sam you'd tell him and embarrass Dean further much to yours and Sams delight.

One night you and Sam were playing chess (he was winning) when Dean received a call.

"Pack up, Elliot called. He needs our help on a hunt."

Both you and Sam barely even looked at Dean, still enthralled in your game.

"Some time today guys! Come on!" Dean barked.

"Wait i'm coming too?" You asked surprised.

"Well yeah. How else are we supposed to keep an eye on you. Besides we have no idea how to get there."

The three of you quickly gathered a few bits and pieces before piling into the car.

"I've got the route up, it'll take just over 2 hours to get there."

"That's not bad. Back home we'd often drive an entire day." Sam commented.

It hit you pretty hard when he said 'home'. It was a painful reminder that they missed it and also wouldn't be staying here for long. It wasn't something either of you had discussed either, although it was touched upon once.