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(1.2) Wendigo: Part three

“Safe and sound”

Pairing: Eventual Dean x Reader

Warning(s): Violence, angst, language

Summary: Y/N and the boys follow the coordinates in John’s journal and land in Colorado, where they investigate the disappearance of several campers. Meanwhile, Y/N struggles with the nightmares of her parent’s death.

Word count: 2,453

Previous part || Supernatural rewrite S01 masterlist

You could feel yourself let out a relieved sigh from the pain that was no longer on your arm. You had a pretty nasty burn thanks to the fire that sent your ceiling down to the ground. But thanks to Piper’s husband, Leo Wyatt, you had been healed. And you wished more than anything that he were able to heal the pain that you were feeling on the inside, you didn’t want the memory of your parents erased from your mind, but you sure as hell couldn’t stand the heart ache you were feeling after realizing they were both dead.

Although you weren’t in pain anymore, you were still shaking up, making a little bit of the tea Phoebe had made for you splash out of the cup and onto their living room floor. You pulled the blanket the sister’s had offered you more over your shoulder before bringing the rim of the cup up to your lips, taking a sip of it before lowering it to your lap.

Paige and Phoebe both sat on each side of you on their couch, while Piper sat on the arm rest of one of the love seats they had across from it, leaving Leo to plop down onto it.

The family of four were all patient with you as you took time to process everything that had happened with in the hour, your dad getting brutally murdered in front of your eye sight and what the sisters had told you about magic and demons. You were their innocent, and you were going to remain that way until they managed to find a way to get rid of this demon that was after you once and for all.

“So.. you guys were right about that demon the whole time.” You finally found your voice after a few minutes of silence. You swallowed the lump that was forming in your throat as Piper spoke up towards you.

“Yeah, and this demon is nothing like what we have gone up against before.” The older Halliwell truthfully admitted to you. You inhaled a deep breath from what she was saying. “He didn’t blow up like I wanted it too. It’s tough.”

Leo shook his head, he had just come back from speaking with the elders about this kind of demon, but just like he figured, they didn’t have any information on him either. “The elders don’t know anything about a demon with yellow eyes. And it’s not in the books, so we don’t exactly know it can be vanquished. Phoebe, did you find anything out from your grandmother?”

“I asked both mom and grams, they never came across this kind of demon either.” Phoebe told all of you what neither of you wanted to hear.

You let out a sigh as tears began to stream down your face. You didn’t bother to wipe them away, you just wanted to cry. That’s all you wanted to do. Your parents might’ve been your adoptive parents, but they were still the only family you had. “I got so angry with them for not being my real parents, and I ended up moving so far away from them after telling them I didn’t want to see them ever again.” Your voice broke as you admitted the thing that you dreaded the most. “They both died thinking I was still so angry with them.. And my dad was just trying to protect me. I have no one.. and no where to go.”

“You have us, honey.” Paige reassured you as she rubbed small circles along your back. “You can stay with Phoebe and Piper for however long you’d like until you manage to get back onto your feet.”

Phoebe reached a hand up to your face, using the pad of her thumb to wipe away your tears. You looked over at her as she gave you a promise she was so set on keeping. “Yeah, you’ll be safe with us. We won’t let anything bad happen to you.”

You gave her a small, yet weak smile before you let out a soft sob at her words, causing her to pull you into a tight embrace. You rested your head onto her shoulder, allowing yourself to cry until you couldn’t anymore.

~~~

As much as you wanted to stay unconscious and leave yourself to believing that you were back to the beginning of when you first got to know the Halliwell sisters, you knew you couldn’t when you felt a gentle tap on your cheek. Your eyelids fluttered open to look into a pair of green eyes. Your eyes were filled with tears from the dream, or as you wanted to call it, memory you were having.

“Hey, Y/N/N.” Sam’s voice was hushed, a worried expression was etched into his face when he noticed the tears streaming down your face. “Are you alright?”

“Yeah. I-I'm okay.” You stuttered, your voice coming out as a hoarse whisper. He shushed you as you felt your feet touch the ground. That was when you felt the pain in your ankle and you let out a cry of pain. Sam immediately shushed you, bringing one of your arms around your shoulder before lifting you up bridal style. "I think it's twisted."

"It might be." Sam whispered, carrying you over to where his brother was sitting. Because he, too, was in an immense amount of pain. "We'll look at it once we're out of here. In the mean time, let's just keep pressure off of it."

You nodded your head as the younger Winchester set you onto the ground, before turning his attention over to Hailey and Ben, who were hovering around their brother, Tommy. They needed help cutting him down and Sam was happy to help. You watched as he took out his knife and made his way up to the other man. With one cut of the rope, the oldest Collins was dropping to the ground.

As the three siblings found themselves in a happy reunion, something seemed to have caught Dean's attention. With furrowed brows, you watched as he leaned over to grab two objects that looked to be guns before managing to stand up to his feet. "Check it out." He called out, catching his brother's attention.

Sam let a small smile grow across his face when he realized what they were. "Flare guns." He said. "Those will work."

Dean looked over them for a moment, before shoving them into his jacket pockets so that he could help you back up. Once you were somewhat standing, you leaned into him, your arms wrapping around his waist to bring him into a hug.

Your emotions have been getting the best of you since the Halliwell’s plan to take Zankou down. You thought they were dead and gone for good, leaving you thinking that you lost another family. You wanted to cherish the brothers, because with the life they lived, you never knew when the next time you’d be able to hug either one of them was.

Dean wrapped an arm around you, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. But it wasn't long until he found himself wincing. As much as he loved you, he was in too much pain to help you walk. "Sammy, you gotta  come help her." He instructed his little brother, who was now up and heading over to you. You wrapped an arm around his shoulders once again, and Sam wrapped his around your back to keep you steady as you  started limping behind everyone through what looked to be an underground cave.

You hissed out in pain with each step you took, the younger Winchester repeatedly told you how amazing you were doing. But you knew that was a lie. With the amount of pain your ankle was in, you thought for sure it might've been broken.

The Collins were huddled together, trying to keep themselves supported as the brothers cautiously looked around for the Wendigo. It wasn’t for a few moments until a growling sound echoed through out the cave.

With one hand, Sam held up the flare gun that Dean had given to him as the older man made a comment. “Looks like someone is home for supper.”

“We’ll never outrun it,” Hailey said as she adjusted Tommy’s arm that laid over her shoulder.

Dean looked over at Sam, “You thinking what I’m thinking?” He asked.

“Yeah, I think so.” Sam said as the growling started again.

“All right listen to me.” Dean instructed as he looked at the four of you. “Stay with Sam. He’s gonna get out of here.”

“Dean, what are you going to do?” You quickly asked, the panic rising in your voice.

He didn’t say anything, he just winked at you before running off. You clenched your jaw and hoped that he wouldn’t end up dead. “It’s chow time, you fucking Bastard!” He yelled as he vanished from your sight. “Yeah, that’s right! Bring it on, baby! I taste good!”

You watched as he now disappeared, but his voice could still be heard. The growls slowly started to get smaller as Sam brought you over to the wall of the cave so you could lean yourself against it, letting you go for a moment so he could slowly edge himself to where Dean had run off to. When he saw the coast was clear, he looked at the siblings. “All right, come on. Let’s go!” He said, ushering the Collins to start running. He quickly made his way back over to you, gathering you up again to help you walk. "I know you can't really run, but we've gotta walk fast. Can you do that?"

You nodded your head, and the two of you did your best to be quick at getting out of here. But as all of you were getting closer to the exit, you swore you could hear the growling coming back. You and Sam turned around and inspected the tunnel as the noises continued, but there looked to be nothing there. “Okay, get them out of here,” He instructed, removing your arm from his shoulder so that he could pass you off to Ben.   Hailey opened her mouth to protest, but Sam stopped her. “Go!” He shouted.

Ben tightened his grip onto you just a bit, using all of his strength to practically carry you through the rest of the way. You looked back at Sam to express your look of concern, but all he could manage to do was give you a reassuring smile to let you know he was going to be all right.

You let out a shaky breath and looked forward, all four of you walking just a bit faster.  

You were almost there, but the feeling of being safe died down when you heard the sounds of gunshots and growls, then running. You twisted your head around to see that Sam was rushing towards the four of you. “Hurry, hurry, hurry! Go!” He demanded. You saw a glimpse of the monster, just before you quickly turned back around, you tried pushing yourself to go faster so that Ben wouldn't get hurt.

But the monster backed all of you into a corner. Sam shoved all of you behind him as he tried his hardest to shield you from the monster that was slowly crawling around the place. It growled and snarled as it slowly crept up towards you. You held in a breath as it stopped and screamed.

“Hey!” Your eyes landed on Dean, who was standing not so far away with the flare gun pointing at the creature. He shot it straight in the stomach, the flares slowly turning into flames. It screamed in pain when it caught onto fire, but it was only a few seconds until it had slowly dropped to the ground, dead. “Not bad, huh?” You rolled your eyes and smiled at the man, only to have him return it.

~~~

Luckily for you, one of the paramedics had a spare boot in the back of the ambulance to help you walk around in. He assured you that all that really happened was that you sprained your ankle pretty badly, and it was going to be a few days until it healed completely. The medication they gave you took the pain away, but it also made you tired as hell.

You thanked the man who had helped you before you stood up, beginning to make your way over to the Winchesters, who seemed to be wrapping up a conversation just to wonder what the paramedic said. “How you holding up, Y/N/N?” Sam asked, the curiosity in his voice was mixed with concern. “What did the paramedic say?”

“I’ll be fine.” You admitted, shoving your hands into your back pockets as a small smile tugged at your lips. “The paramedic said it's just a sprained ankle, but it'll take a few days to heal.”

“Looks like we'll have to keep it iced up and rested,” Dean spoke up, a smile tugging at his own lips. “We won't let you on that foot until it's better."

You could feel your smile grow wider at what he said, all before you let out a sigh as your eyes dropped to the ground. “Look, Dean.. I’m sorry for snapping at you the way I did.”

“Y/N, I get it.” Dean tried to reassure you that it was fine. He now understood why you acted the way you did. “It’s fine.”

But you only shook your head. “It’s not fine.” You told him. “The hunters.. the ones I stayed with, they might be dead. And I was having some kind of memory of when I first got to truly know them back in that cave. I don’t want to fight with you, either of you. Because I’ve already lost so much family, I don’t want to lose another.”

“You’re not going to lose us, Y/N.” Sam told you, he gave you a warm smile when you turned your head to look at him. “You’re our best friend. We’re here for you no matter what.”

You could feel tears welling up in your eyes as you opened up your arms for the both of them to walk into. And they did, each of them wrapping an arm around you and embracing you into a hug. Dean pressed another kiss to the top of your head, letting his lips linger there for a minute. He smiled against your hair when you nuzzled your face into Dean’s chest.

You suddenly felt like you had a home, and although it wasn’t an actual house you would be living in, it was Dean who made you feel this way. And you prayed to god that it would stay this way.

The three of you pulled away from each other and you gave them another smile, before you headed towards the backseat of the Impala, ready to take a nap in your new favorite car.

~~~

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(1.2) Wendigo: Part two

“The woods can be a dangerous place”

Pairing: Eventual Dean x Reader

Warning(s): Violence, angst.

Summary: Y/N and the boys follow the coordinates in John’s journal and land in Colorado, where they investigate the disappearance of several campers. Meanwhile, Y/N struggles with the nightmares of her parent’s death.

Word count: 3,902

Previous part || Supernatural rewrite S01 masterlist

The next morning, the three of you loaded up the Impala and headed to the woods to search for Hailey’s brother. You haven’t spoken to Dean after your little outburst, no matter how many times he tried to talk to you. He even offered you a coffee before you and the brothers hit the road, considering how tired you were, but you didn’t take it, only kept your arms crossed over your chest and looked away from the man.

You watched as the view of Hailey and her little brother were getting bigger. An unfamiliar man was standing off to the side with a gun in his hands. You suspected it was Roy, the man that Hailey hired to help them navigate through the woods.

The Impala stopped as Dean turned off the engine, you opened your door with your backpack in your hands before stepping onto the dirt path. Your eyes landed on Hailey, looking surprised to see the three of you. “You got room for three more?” Dean called, heading up to the group.

“You want to come with us?” She asked.

“Who are these guys?” Roy eyed the three of you with suspicion.

“Apparently, this is all the park service could muster up.” Hailey remarked, turning her head to look at Roy.

You rolled your eyes at the attitude she had. Following behind Sam, you smiled at Ben and tried to ignore the small banter going back and forth between Hailey and Dean.

“Oh, you think this is funny?” Roy asked in a serious tone, jumping into the conversation. You turned your head to look at the man. “It’s dangerous back country out there. Her brother might be hurt.”

“Believe me, I know how dangerous it can be.” Dean explained. “We just want to them find their brother. That’s all.”

The six of you headed into the woods without another wood. You had missed the sounds of your feet crunching against the dead leaves, or the sounds of the birds chirping as they flew by above you. It was almost like you were heading to the campsite you were about to stay at with your parents, but instead of them, it was with the Winchester brother’s and three other people you hardly knew. And we were hunting down a creature none of us knew. You took a deep breath, and stopped in your tracks for a moment as you looked around the woods. You weren’t alone in this, but a big part of you felt like all you had was yourself.

“Getting tired already?” Roy asked from the front, you looked up to see him giving you a glare from how you randomly stopped.

You rolled your eyes and let out a scoff as you started walking again. “No, I’m not tired, there’s just.. a lot of memories running through my mind right now.” You told him, a small smile stretched across your lips.

“Memories of what?” He curiously asked as you two walked side by side.

“My parents took me camping a lot when I was younger every summer.” You admitted to him. “It was my favorite thing to do with them, I haven’t been out in the woods since they passed away because it was going to be the same.”

Roy’s expression softened at what you had told him. “I’m sorry, how did your parents die may I ask?”

You opened your mouth to say something, but before you could speak, Dean changed the subject, thinking it would’ve been hard for you to recall the memory of your parents dying. “So Roy- you said you did a little hunting?” He asked, stepping in between the two of you.

“Yeah. More than a little.” He answered, his tone now sounding bored.

“Uh-huh,” Dean nodded, looking down at the ground to see where he was going. “What kind of furry creatures do you hunt?”

“Mostly buck. Sometimes bear.” He answered, stopping as he observed around the place.

“Tell me, uh, Bambi or Yogi ever hunt you back?” Dean questioned, walking a little bit further up from everyone as he looked around. You bit back a laugh.

Roy grabbed Dean by the back of his collar and roughly yanked him back. Everyone stopped and looked, you clenched your jaw, waiting for something to happen. “What you doing, Roy?” Dean asked, his tone dropping lower.

Roy let go of him, grabbing a stick and hitting it to the ground, making a bear trap go off. He looked at Dean and smirked, “You should watch where you’re stepping…Ranger.” He muttered before walking off at his own pace.

Dean stood there, staring down at the trap. “It’s a bear trap,” He chuckled out nervously.

You rolled your eyes and stood next to Sam for a few seconds, he was staring down at the trap like something was off putting about it. You gave him a worried glanced, he just shook his head and began walking again to catch up with the rest of the gang. You followed behind and fell last in line, which you didn’t mind.

After another few minutes of walking, Hailey spoke up. “You didn’t pack any provisions.” She tried to walk faster to catch up with him. “You guys are carrying a duffel bag. You’re not rangers, so who the Hell are you?” She yanked Dean by his arm to stop and turn him around.

Sam and you stopped behind as Dean glanced at both of you, wondering if he should speak the truth. You sighed and walked up to Dean, you leaned over and whispered. “Let me talk to her, go ahead with the rest of them.” You said as you stared into his eyes. He gave you a confused look. “Go off and do what you came here to do.” You warned, giving him a soft smile. He sighed and nodded his head over to his brother, you watched as the two of them walked off.

“Sam and Dean are brothers, I’m their best friend.. I guess.” You explained, sighing to yourself. “They’re looking for their dad, and for some reason they think he might be here, but they don’t know that for sure. Look…Dean thought since he was in the same boat as you, he wanted to help.”

“Why didn’t he tell me from the start?” Hailey asked, you wanted to laugh.

“He’s not very honest, I guess. I bumped into them again a couple of weeks ago after a few years, I’m just now figuring out who they are.” You admitted, smiling at her. She tried to smile, but all she was turn away to look at something in the distance. “Look, if it makes you feel any better, I have a feeling we’re getting closer to finding your brother. He’s out there somewhere, alive. We just need to stick together and find him before it’s too late, okay?”

She was quiet for a few seconds before looking at you and nodded her head. “Okay, let’s head back.”

~~~

Through the miles of trees and plants, you began to see an opening through the almost human sized weeds as pushed them away and walked up to the group that sopped. “This is it- Black Water Ridge,” Roy explained, stepping out of the way so everyone could walk ahead.

“What coordinates are we at?” Sam asked, walking first as he looked around the place.

Roy pulled out his GPS, punching on a few buttons.“35 minus 111.”

Dean stepped up to his brother and you. “You hear that?” He muttered, you listened quietly around you. But there was nothing but silence.

“Yeah,” Sam whispered. “Not even crickets.”

“I’m going to take a look around.” Roy announced, tucking his device away as he observed the scenery.

Sam, being the overprotective one, spoke up. “You shouldn’t go alone.” He suggested, turning his head to look at the older man.

Roy chuckled to himself. “That’s sweet,” He replied as he began walking over to the three of you. “Don’t worry about me.” He slid between the two boys and headed off.

The five of you were now alone, you all slowly grouped together as Dean stepped up and looked at all of you. “All right, everybody stays together.” He says, “Let’s go.”

Everyone was about to start, until Roy’s voice boomed through the air causing all heads to turn to where the sound was coming from. “Hailey! Over here!” She took off, which caused a ripple effect, everyone went after her. All of you ran for a minute until she stopped dead in tracks, her eyes growing at what she saw. It was something that you didn’t want to see on this entire trip. Tommy’s camping sight. Or what was left of it.

Everything looked like it was ripped apart, nothing was left untouched from what attacked the place. You saw that the tent was slashed apart and barely standing. Different objects laid sprawled across the ground with the same pattern on the tents, everything looked like something had taken their claws and slashed it to bits. When your eyes landed on a pile of blood on top of the tent, your stomach twisted into knots.

“Looks like a grizzly.” Someone muttered, but you couldn’t hear them, you were too busy looking around the place with horror.

“Tommy?” Hailey called out, stepping around the place. She unclasped her backpack and dropped it onto the ground, before bolting off and calling her brother’s name again.

Sam quickly ran up to her and tried to quiet her down, he looked around the place as she questioned why. “Something might still be out there.” He whispered, cautiously observing the woods around you.

“Sam, Y/N.” You heard Dean call your name from somewhere else.

The both of you excused yourself before finding Dean crouched down over something. You walked over and got down on your knees, your eyes observed what looked to be the kind of long marks. “The bodies were dragged from the camp sight.” He said, looking at the two of you. “But here, the tracks just vanish. It’s weird.” The three of you stood back up as you looked around again.

“I’ll take a guess, it’s not a skin walker or a black dog?” You asked, looking back at Dean. He just nodded his head and walked back to the rest of the group with Sam following behind, leaving you alone.

You looked at the tracks again, before turning your head up and looking up at the trees surrounding you. You walked around the forest and started examining each tree, anything out of the ordinary. You were farther away from the camp sight than you intended, but you found something you were looking for.

Turning your head up, you saw a handful of trees marked with claw marks. It looked like someone had done it with a bloody hand. Like something you would expect from a monster that drags their bloody pray away.

“Help! Somebody help me!”

In the distance, you heard the sound of someone shouting deep into the woods, but not far enough from where you were. You rushed back to the camp sight as fast as you could and called out for the brothers when you could see that no one was in sight

Your heart raced in fear when you could hear the sounds of leaves rustling, but you quickly let out a sigh of relief when you saw everyone emerging back to the camp site. It took a few moments to realize all of your gear and belongings suddenly had vanished. Sam and Dean darted around, looking for the thing that could have taken it, but the woods around you appeared to be empty.

“Our packs!” Hailey noticed, her eyes wandering around the place to see where they went. But there was nothing to see except the vandalized belongings you found earlier.

Roy wandered around until he stopped at a certain spot and crouched down on the ground. “So much for my GPS and satellite phone.” He muttered to himself.

“What the Hell is going on?” Hailey questioned, looking over at Sam.

Sam looked around, he shook his head. “It’s smart. It wants to cut us off so we can’t call for help.”

“You mean someone- some nut job out there just stole our gear.” Roy wondered, curiously turning his head around to see if he could find the culprit.

When you realized what might’ve been going on, you headed over to the brothers. “I need to speak with you…in private.” You whispered to them, nodding your head to another part of the woods.

“What’s going on, Y/N?” Sam asked you, wondering why you had brought them to a different part of the woods.

“I have a feeling I know what this thing is, Dean, let me see your dad’s journal so we can figure out how to kill this thing.” You demanded. Dean opened his jacket and pulled out the journal, as you pulled out your own journal from your back pocket, it was something the Halliwell’s had gifted to you, giving you information of all of the things they had dealt with, what exactly they were and how to stop them. You flipped through a few pages of the book until you found what you were looking for, before grabbing a hold of the journal Dean was handing over to you and flipping through it until you came across the same thing. "All right. Check that out.” You turned the book so Sam and Dean could see what you presumed the creature was.

“Oh, come on.” Dean muttered, taking the journal and shaking his head at the findings. “Wendigos are in the Minnesota woods or northern Michigan. I’ve never heard of one this far west.”

“Think about it Dean- the claws, the way it can mimic a human voice.” You informed, looking around at the woods. “The hunters I was staying with have dealt with this kind of creature before.”

Sam nodded his head at the information you were feeding to both of the brothers, knowing that you were right on this one. “She’s right, Dean.” He agreed with you. “It all adds up.”

His brother mumbled something underneath his breath as he rolled his eyes, he held up his gun and sighed. “Well, then this is useless.” He muttered to himself.

You sighed and walked away, before you did, you turned around and said what’s been burning in the back of you mind. “We got to get these people to safety.” You informed before heading back to the sight to talk to the group.

“All right listen up. It’s time to go.” You declared, walking up to Roy. “Things have gotten more complicated.”

“What?” Hailey hissed out, but you ignored her.

Roy chuckled, he looked at you and smiled. “Whatever out there, I’m think I can handle it.” He stated, turning his back and began to do something else.

“If you shoot this thing, you’re going to make it mad.” You warned, looking at Roy. “We have to leave now.”

“One, you’re talking nonsense, two, you’re in no position to be give anybody orders..” Roy’s voice was getting louder with anger.

You clenched your jaw and pulled back your anger from hurting the man. “We should have never let you come out here in the first place. I’m trying to protect you.”

“You protect me?” Roy slowly stepped forward, his voice was becoming harsher. “I was hunting in these woods when your mommy was still kissing you goodnight.”

“It’s a damn-near-perfect hunter,” You stated, staring Roy straight in the eyes. “It’s smarter than you. And it’s gonna hunt you down and eat you alive unless we get your stupid sorry ass out of here.”

Roy just laughed, pushing you back roughly. “You know you’re crazy, right?”

“Yeah?” You questioned, your tone was becoming lower with anger. “You ever hunt-”

Before you could finish your sentence, Dean was pulling you back so you couldn’t lunge at Roy. He didn’t like the fact that the man put his hands on you the way he did, and he sure as hell didn’t want the situation to become worse. “Sweetheart, you gotta chill out.” He warned.

“Stop it. Just everybody stop it.” Hailey shouted, stepping forward. “Look, Tommy might still be alive. And I’m not leaving without him.”

It was quiet for a few moments between the group, Dean looked around. “It’s getting late.” He observed the sky before looking at everyone. “This thing is a good hunter in the day, but an unbelievable hunter at night. We’ll never beat it- not in the dark.” He stated, he paused for a few moments. “We need to settle in and protect ourselves.” He said before walking a few steps and getting prepared for the night ahead.

~~~

Night fell quicker than expected, a fire crackled behind you as Dean sketched a symbol in the dirt with a stick he found on the ground before heading back to the group that was circled around the fire.

“One more time. That’s a-” Hailey asked, watching as he went to another spot and did the same drawing in the dirt.

“Anasazi symbols. It’s for protection.” Dean explained. “The Windigo can’t cross over them.”

Roy watched over Dean as he stood there with his gun perched on his shoulder. Laughter erupted from him, “Nobody like a skeptic boy.” Dean said, looking up at the man. He just gave a glare to the man and dropped the stick.

Dean stood back up and walked over to his brother. You were a little further away, using your own little flashlight to help you read over your journal, giving the brothers a little bit of privacy as they talked. Sam sat there in his thoughts, and if he did that for too long, he would get himself worked up. Dean sat down and looked over at his brother. “You want to tell me what’s going on in that freaking head of yours?”

Sam didn’t break his concentration from the ground. “Dean…” He warned, putting his hand up to mumble a lie, but he was quick to catch on.

“No, you’re not fine.” Dean said, “You’re like a powder keg, man. It’s not like you. I’m supposed to be the belligerent one, remember?” He tried to joke, but his brother just kept quiet.

“Dad’s not here.” Sam muttered, not bothering to look up. “I mean, that much we know for sure, right? He would have left us a message, a sign, right?”

“Yeah, you’re probably right….To tell you the truth,” He confessed. “I don’t think Dad’s ever been to Lost Creek.”

Both of them looked up at each other. “Then let’s get these people back to town, and let’s hit the road…find Dad. I mean, why are we still even here?” He threw a stick he was holding in anger, sighing to himself in frustration.

Dean stood up and walked over so he was crouched down at eye level to Sam. He pulled out the journal and tapped his top hand against the leather. “This is why…this book.” He explained, his finger tapping against it. “This is Dad’s most single most valuable possession. Everything he knows about evil thing is in here. And he passed it on to the three of us. I think he wants us to pick up where he left off- you know, saving people, hunting things….the family business.”

Sam was quiet, trying to make sense of what came out of his brother’s mouth mouth. He shook his head and looked down at the ground. “That makes no sense.” He said, rubbing his face with his hands. “Why- Why doesn’t he just call us? Why doesn’t he just tell us what he wants, tell us where he is?”

Dean shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know.” He admitted, “But the way I see it, Dad’s given us a job to do, and I intend to do it.”

Sam looked at his brother. “Dean…” He whispered, shaking his head. “No. I gotta find Dad. I gotta find Jessica’s killer. And we also have to find the demon that’s after Y/N before it’s too late.” He looked over to you, you seemed so content as you read over the journal you had of your own. “it’s the only thing I’ve been thinking about.”

“Okay. All right. Sam, we’ll find them. I promise.” Dean consoled his brother. “Listen to me. You’ve got to prepare yourself. I mean, this search for Dad could take a while. And all that anger,” He softly pushed his brother. “You can’t keep it burning over the long haul. It’s going to kill you. You’ve got to have patience, man.”

Sam shook his head, looking at Dean. “How do you do it?” He asked, letting out a chuckle. “How does Dad do it?”

“Well, for one, them.” Dean nudged his head to the side. “I mean, I figured our family’s so screwed to Hell, maybe we can help some others. It makes things a little more bearable.” The two of them focused on Hailey and Ben, who were sitting at the fire, trying to keep each others mind occupied.

“And I’ll tell you what else helps. Killing as many evil sons of bitches I can.” He added, smirking when he saw his brother smile softly. “And I promise you we are going to find the demon that’s after Y/N. I’m not going to let anything to happen to her.”

Sam couldn’t help but smile at what his brother had said. “You really love her, don’t you?”

“I don’t think I was ever willing to stop loving her.” Dean admitted with a sigh. “I just wish she knew that.”

“Wish I knew what?”

The brothers both almost jumped three feet in the air when they realized you were now standing right near them. You let out a soft chuckle at their behavior before taking a seat next to Dean, looking over at him with a smile, curious to know what he was talking about while you were off to the side.

Before Dean could even answer you, though, you all heard it screaming again. The three of you stood up, grabbing a flashlight as you walked up to investigate. The sounds of a gun cocking and rustling in the woods just a few feet away wasn’t something you wanted to hear.

“It’s trying to draw us out. Just stay cool. Stay put.” You said in a calm tone, looking around.

“Inside the magic circle?” Roy taunted, laughing at how it sounded. But the sounds of pleas and helps soon turned into a growl that echoed through the forest. He instantly regretted those words, pointing his gun to the trees. “Okay, that’s no grizzly.”

“It’s okay,” Hailey tried to comfort her little brother as they backed away. “We’ll be all right. I promise.”

There were first sounds of scrams and bushes rustling, then the sounds of a gunshot going off was heard. Roy turned around as he saw a ghostly figure pass him, he aimed his gun and shot again, the sound of the creature being wounded was the sound of victory to him. “I got it!” He cheered, before running after the thing, ignoring Dean’s shouts and protests for him to get back.

“Don’t move,” Dean warned Hailey and Ben, she wrapped her arm around her brother and pushed him back to safety.

You and the brothers ran into the woods and after the man, Dean called the older man’s name several times. As you walked further and further, you couldn’t find Roy anywhere. The three of you looked at one another in defeat.

You found yourself splitting up from the brothers so you three could find Roy faster, but that seemed to be a big mistake. As you were so caught up in looking for the man, you found yourself being grabbed and roughly pulled down to the ground by your feet and all you could remember was letting out a loud scream of fear before your whole world faded to black.

~~~

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(1.2) Wendigo: Part one

“Nightmares and bears”

Pairing: Eventual Dean x Reader

Warning(s): Violence, angst

Summary: Y/N and the boys follow the coordinates in John’s journal and land in Colorado, where they investigate the disappearance of several campers. Meanwhile, Y/N struggles with the nightmares of her parent’s death.

Word count: 4,384

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Sweat beaded down your forehead as you pressed the cloth you had to your mouth and your nose, keeping you from breathing in any of the fumes the fire gave off. This was one big nightmare that you thought would never happen to you; The apartment you had in San Francisco, California, had caught on fire. You didn’t exactly know what caused it, you were always so careful to make sure everything was off and unplugged by the time you would leave. You rarely had any candles lit, and when you did, you’d triple check them to see if they were still burning before you left.

You shouldn’t have been in here, you should’ve stayed put when the fireman told you to after you had come back from the grocery store, but your parents were here. They were visiting you for the week, and they stayed inside while you went out to get some ingredients for the dinner you were going to be making.

“Mom! Dad!” Your voice was muffled, but it was still loud enough for either of them to hear, if they were still alive. You flinched when part of the ceiling came crashing down just a few feet away from you. Your heart was beating rapidly inside of your chest as you prayed that your parents were okay.

You stopped in your spot when you noticed that the fire was blocking you from going any further. You were on your way to the room they were staying in, but there was no chance in getting in unless you wanted to catch on fire.

“Y/N!” You could hear a voice you had heard only a couple of times before coming from behind you and you turned around to see Piper Halliwell and her sister, Paige Matthews. They had been trying to keep you safe ever since they swore they saw a ‘demon’ coming after you. You would always laugh at such a thing, but now you were wondering how the hell they had gotten in here so fast. “We saw a shadow standing near the window of your bedroom when we were outside and I’m pretty that’s it’s the demon that’s after you. We have to get you out of here.”

“No!” You protested against what they were trying to do, you’d blame yourself if you left and your parents ended up dead because of you. “I’m not going anywhere until I find my parents!”

“Honey, I know you want to find your parents, but you’re going to die if you stay here.” Paige tried to reason with you, but you wouldn’t listen. All three of you flinched with another part of the ceiling came crashing down again, this time, it grazed your arm, burning a part of your flesh and you couldn’t help but let out a loud scream of pain.

“Y/N, come on. We have to get you out of here, I can get my husband to heal you.” Piper told you as she reached her hand out for you. You stood there for a few moments as you stared at her, hesitant to leave your parents behind. And it seemed she was catching on. “You’re only nineteen, your parents wouldn’t want you to die at such a young age trying to look for them, they would want you alive.”

Letting out a sigh, you knew she was right. You grabbed onto her hand as she took a hold of her sister’s, but before Paige could get a chance to orb out of there and to the safety of Piper’s home, you three caught a glimpse of a man’s figure.

“Get her out of here, now!” You heard your dad’s voice calling out to the three of you as he started rushing towards you. “He’s coming for her!”

“Daddy!” You called out to him and let go of Piper’s hand as you stepped forward to go over to him, but you were quickly pulled back when the demon you didn’t believe was after you had showed up behind him. He stabbed your dad in the neck, and let the sharp blade cut all the way down the middle.

You let out a scream of terror as you watched your dad’s body drop to the ground, all before your eyes trailed up to meet the demon’s yellow ones. A smirk stretched wide across his lips at the fact he now had you in his sight.

“Piper, blow him up!” Paige ordered at her sister, who had no second thoughts in using her powers on the demon. But when it only sent him stumbling backwards instead of blowing him to bits and pie, Piper grabbed a hold of your hand again, telling her little sister to get going before he had his chance at hurting you.

And in seconds, Paige was orbing all three of you out of there.

~~~

A terrified gasp escaped your throat as your eyelids ripped wide open. For a moment, it took you a while to realize you were just having a nightmare as you looked around to see that you were still in the backseat of Dean’s Impala, rock music filled your ears as you controlled your heavy breathing, allowing you to calm down. You turned your head slightly to see the brothers were sitting in the front seats, everything was just like it was before you had fallen asleep.

“Are you okay?”

Dean glanced into the mirror to and stared at you with a worried look in his eye. You didn’t know why you were beginning to have nightmares about the night your parents passed away, but it had been happening ever since you came across the brothers again. This was your third time having this nightmare, and it wasn’t getting any better. But Dean didn’t know this, neither did Sam.

You still nodded your head, pretending that everything was fine as you adjusted yourself in your seat. “Where are we?” You curiously asked. You found yourself remembering the conversation you heard from the brothers about heading to Colorado from the coordinates John left in his journal for his oldest son to find before you had fallen asleep.

“Just outside of Grand Junction.” Dean replied, never taking his eyes off the road.

Sam pulled out the paper map again so it was resting against his lap. He tried to keep himself focused on it before speaking up again. “You know what? Maybe we shouldn’t have left Stanford so soon.”

“Sam, we dug around there for a week. We came up with nothing.” Dean reminded his little brother. “If you want to find the thing that killed Jessica….”

“Got to find Dad first.” Sam finished, still observing the map.

“Dad disappearing, and this thing shows up again after twenty years? It’s not a coincidence.” Dean looked over at his brother. “Dad will have answers. He’ll know what to do.”

“It’s weird, man.” Sam mumbled, his face scrunching up. “The coordinates he left us, this Black Water Ridge…”

“What about it?” Dean asked.

“There’s nothing there. It’s just woods.” Sam remarked, putting the map back down into his lap again after taking a closer look. “Why is he sending us to the middle of nowhere?” The boys looked at each another, each sharing a moment of confusion before letting the car fall into a silence.

A little while later, the three of you pulled up into the Ranger’s Station to find more information on the place their father pointed them to. Sam was observing a 3-D looking map, Dean was staring at some picture as you stood next to the window looking out at the woods. You kept silent to yourself, as you remembered all of the camping trips you and your parents would take every summer when you were younger. You couldn’t remember the last time you slept in a tent with trees surrounding you and a fire burning so you could roast your marshmallows as you listened to the stories your dad would tell you.

“Dude, check out the size of this frigging’ bear.” Dean said, you wiped at a tear you didn’t even realize was falling down your face as you turned your head to land your eyes on a framed picture of a huge grizzly bear.

Sam walked over from the map, crossing his arms over his chest, looking at the photograph. “…And a dozen or more grizzles in the area. It’s no nature hike, that’s for sure.” You gulped as you titled your head to the side and observed the picture for a few more moments.

“You kids aren’t planning to out near Black Water Ridge, by any chance?” A voice called out. You quickly turned around to see there was a ranger standing across the room with his hands on his hips and an eyebrow raised, waiting patiently for an answer.

“Oh, no, sir. We’re environmental-study majors from U.C. Boulder- just working on a paper.” Sam lied, flashing an innocent smile.

“Recycle, man.” Dean chuckled out, throwing his fist in the air for some added effect.

“Bull.” The ranger said. You froze in fear. “You’re friends with that Hailey girl, right?” He asked. The ranger grabbed his mug of coffee before heading over towards the opposite side of his desk. You and the boys followed behind.

“Yes. Yes, we are, Ranger…” You lied, quickly dropping your eyes to his name tag. “Wilkinson.”

“Well, I will tell you what exactly I told her.” The ranger explained, the three of you walked closer to hear what he was saying. “Her brother filled out a back country permit saying he wouldn’t be back from Black Water until the 24th. So it’s not exactly a missing persons now, is it? Tell that girl to quit worrying. I’m sure her brother is just fine.” He mumbled the last part, slowly walking away.

“We will.” Dean said. “Well, that Hailey girl’s quite a pistol, huh?”

The ranger sighed, “That’s putting it mildly.”

“Actually, you know what would help is if I could show her a copy of that back country permit.” Dean suggested, stepping closer to the ranger. “You know, so she could see her brother’s return date.”

Dean managed to persuade the ranger to give him a copy of the report. You followed behind the brothers as you all stepped out of the office and went back to walking on the dirt path, heading to the Impala. Dean chuckled to himself as he looked over the piece of paper once more.

“What, are you cruising for a hook up or something?” You asked, not even realizing that you said it out loud, that was until you caught his gaze that seemed to be written with confusion at what you were implying.

“What do you mean?” Dean questioned. His eyebrows furrowed together.

“The coordinates point to Black Water Ridge. So what are we waiting for? Let’s just go find your dad. Why do we need to talk to this girl anyway?” You questioned back.

“What, are you jealous?” Dean asked in a curious tone of voice. Truth be told, you were. But it’s been awkward between the both of you since you told him and his brother about your parents. He still loved you, in fact, he wanted to be with you again. But he couldn’t help but feel guilty for bringing up your parents. Sure, he didn’t know about any of what happened, but it still gnawed at him and now he feels as though you think he’s too inconsiderate. You slipped your hands into your back pockets and looked down at your feet, mumbling a simple lie and telling him that you weren’t jealous. He felt a bit disappointed at your answer, but he brushed it off as he spoke up again. “Look, maybe we just know what we’re walking into before we actually do it.“

You turned your head away from the man just to roll your eyes once more. After a few seconds of silence, you looked back to see that Dean kept his gaze fixated on you. Your eyebrows furrowed in wonder. “What?” You asked.

“Why are you acting all ‘shoot first, ask questions later’?” Dean questioned.

“I don’t know!” You said, your voice rising in slight annoyance at the man. “I’m just exhausted! And I want this case over with.” With that, you opened up the backseat and slid yourself into the Impala, hoping that you could at least sleep on the way to this girl’s house as the boys followed you in suit.

~~~

The three of you arrived at the Collins’ household just as the sun was setting; you stood with your hands inside your pockets as you watched Dean press the doorbell. It was a grueling minute before the front door opened. A girl that looked to be about your age was the one who opened up the front door. She gave the three of you confused glances, looking each of you over before the older Winchester spoke up.

“You must be Hailey Collins. I’m Dean, this is Sam and Y/N.” Dean introduced the three of you. “We’re rangers with the park service. Ranger Wilkinson sent us over. We wanted to ask you some questions about your brother Tommy.”

“Let me see some I.D.” Hailey said. The man wasted no time and pulled out one of his fake badges for her. He pressed it up to the screen door, letting her scan over it for a few moments before looking up at the three of you again, Dean dropped his arms to his side. It felt like an eternity passed before she broke the silence. “Come in.” She opened up the screen door for you to walk in, but just as you were about take your first step, her eyes landed on the parked Impala. “That yours?”

“Yeah.” Dean said. He broke out into a flirtatious smile, acting as if he enjoyed the fact that she took notice.

“Nice car.” Hailey admitted, nodding her head once. And with that, she turned around and headed further inside the house. Dean turned his head and gave his brother a smirk, the kind that could be easily translated, he was into this chick. You rolled your eyes and pushed past him.

All of you managed to walk inside the house and follow the noise to the dining room, but Hailey was nowhere in sight. You smiled politely at a boy, who looked to be just a teenager, but he didn’t break his concentration from the table when he looked up for just a second. You saw a flick of black hair coming from the kitchen, Hailey must have wandered in there after she let all of you in.

“So, if Tommy’s not due back for a while, how do you know something wrong?” Sam asked, starting off the conversation again.

Hailey came back into the dining room with two plastic bowls filled with food, she answered the question after she placed them on the table. “He checks in every day by cell. He emails photos, stupid little videos.” She said. Her voice became harder when she spoke up again. “But we haven’t heard anything in over three days now.”

“Well, maybe he can’t get cell reception.” You said, raising your eyebrows.

“He’s got a satellite phone, too.” Hailey remarked, she turned her back and walked away again.

“Could it be he’s just having fun and forget to check in?” Dean questioned.

The boy who had been quiet since you and the brothers been here finally spoke up. “He wouldn’t do that.” He almost snapped at the oldest Winchester from his accusation.

“Our parents are gone. It’s just me and my two brothers.” Hailey confessed. “We all keep pretty close tabs on each other.”

“Can I see those pictures he sent you?” Sam asked, wrapping his fingers together and pointing.

Hailey agreed, getting all four of you around her computer as she pulled up files of her brother, Tommy. You noticed most of them were from the camping trip. She pulled up the last video he sent her.

“Hey Hailey,” Tommy said with a grin, you noticed that it was taken at night in the comfort of his tent. “Day six. We’re still out near Black Water Ridge. We’re fine, keeping safe, so don’t worry, okay? Talk to you tomorrow.” Maybe it was you going crazy, but you swore you saw a shadow quickly run past the tent during the few seconds of the video. You looked at both the boys, but Sam was the only one that turned to look back at you, sharing the same confused look.

“We’ll find your brother. We’re heading out to Black Ridge first thing.” Dean said.

“Then maybe I’ll see you there.” Hailey said as she brushed past Dean. Both brothers looked at one another. “Look, I can’t sit around here anymore, so I hired a guide. I’m heading out there in the morning, and I’m gonna find Tommy myself.”

“I think I know you feel.” Dean muttered, Hailey looked at him.

“Hey, would you mind forwarding these to me?” You asked, pointing to the files. “I think they would help me a little better, you know.” She gave you a slightly confused look, but she nodded her head and agreed.

~~~

That same night, the three of you went to a bar. It was a busy night with people crowding the place, guys playing a game of pool and waitresses passing around glasses of beer. The last bar you ever stepped into was P3, a club that Piper owned. It was weird being somewhere completely different without the sister’s surrounding you.

“So, what did you come up with that research of yours?” You turned your head to look at Dean, he was staring at you, nodding towards your bag that sat on the floor.

You reached for your bag, placing it on the table and pulled out the laptop you’ve had since you were twenty one and your notebook. “So, Black Water Ridge doesn’t get a lot of traffic- local campers mostly- but, still, this past April, two hikers went missing out there.” You explained, watching as Sam began to pull up the video with your laptop. “The strange thing is, they were never found.”

“Any before that?” Dean asked, watching as you pulled out a newspaper article you found online.

“Yeah,” You said, handing the paper to Dean and Sam to look at. “In 1982, eight different people all vanished in the same year. Authorities said it was a grizzly attack. And, again, in 1959, and again, before that in 1936- every 23 years, just like clock work.”

“Okay, watch this. Here is the clincher.” Sam said, pulling up Tommy’s video. “I downloaded that guy Tommy’s video to the laptop.” He fast forwarded the video until it was just seconds away from the part that confused you. He clicked on a button a few times, letting the video go frame by frame to show you and Dean.

“Do it again,” Dean said, leaning it closer to take a better look.

Sam rewound the video by a few seconds and clicked a button three times to let you see the video in slow motion. You could clearly see the shadow pass by the tent. “That’s three frames. It’s a fraction of a second.” Sam explained, “Whatever that thing is, it can move.”

Dean slapped both of you on the shoulders, “I told you something weird was going on.” He stated in a matter of fact tone. You rolled your eyes.

“Yeah. I got one more thing that’s gonna make you jump for joy.” You sarcastically remarked. “In the ‘59 attack, one camper survived the supposed grizzly attack, just a kid- barely crawled out of the woods alive.”

“Is there a name?” Dean asked, taking a look at the article again.

“Yup, Sam has his address and everything. I think we could check him out after we eat dinner.” You said, grabbing a menu and looking at what to eat. “Because I don’t know about you two, but I am starving.”

You watched as Dean’s lips stretched into a slight smirk as he leaned in closer to his brother to whisper something in his ear. The smile on Sam’s face made you wonder what exactly it was Dean had said to him.

~~~

“Look, Ranger, I don’t know why you’re asking me about this.” An older man muttered, letting the three of you into his home. You noticed the man was now in sixties, dressed in sweats and an old bathrobe. A cigarette was hanging out of his mouth and it looked like he hasn’t shaved in a few days. You watched as Dean closed the door behind him and looked around the place. “It’s public record.” He went on. “I was a kid. My parents got mauled by a-”

“Grizzly? That’s what attacked them?” Sam questioned as the room fell silent for a few moments. With his back turned to you, all you could see was a ring of smoke he blew out and the nodding of his head.

“The other people that went missing that year- those bear attacks, too?” Dean asked, taking a few steps forward to the older man. The man blinked a few times before looking away, ignoring Dean’s questions. “What about all the people that missing this year? Same thing?”

“If we know what we’re dealing with, we could stop it.” Your voice was soft, you tried to get the man to feel comfortable, but it didn’t work.

Pulling out the cigarette, he looked at you straight in the eye. “I seriously doubt that.” He stated. “Anyways, I don’t see the difference it would make.” He sat down in a seat right next to the window he was once standing at, reaching for a drink and muttering, “You wouldn’t believe me. Nobody ever did.”

“Mr. Shaw…” Sam took a few steps forward, slowly making his way over and taking a seat next to the man. His tone was soft and reassuring. “What did you see?”

He sighed to himself, you watched as the look on his face slowly turned in to some sort of pain. Like he was just remembering what he went through all those years ago. His eyes were full of sadness. “Nothing. It moved too fast to see. It hid to well. I heard it, though.” His eyebrows slightly furrowed together as he recollected on the memory. “A roar…” Sam turned to look at you and Dean, before looking back at the man. “…Like no man or animal I ever heard.”

“It came at night?” Sam speculated, the man nodded his head. “Got inside your tent?”

“It got inside our cabin.” The man confessed. “I was sleeping in front of the fireplace when it came in. It didn’t smash a window or break the door- it unlocked it. Do you know of a bear that could do something like that?” You had to look at the boys, something about this story made your stomach turn into knots. And it was only getting worse. “I didn’t even wake up until I heard my parents screaming.”

“It killed them?” You found yourself asking in a quiet tone.

“Dragged them off into the night.” The man recalled, the sadness was becoming too much for him.

“Why it left me alive- I’ve been asking that myself ever since. It did leave me this, though.” You watched as he pulled down the collar of his shirt to reveal four deep wounds on the left side of his collar bone.

“There’s something evil in those woods.” He admitted, nodding his head. “It was some sort of demon.”

“Thank you.” You smiled at the older man, trying your hardest to keep yourself calm all before turning around and following the brothers out to the hall and shut the door.

“Spirits and demons don’t have to unlock doors.” Dean stated, “They just go through the walls.”

“So it’s probably something else- something corporeal.” Sam guessed.

Dean looked over at his brother, his face was written with confusion. “'Corporeal’? Excuse me, professor?”

“Shut up,” Sam remarked back. Typical brothers. “So, what do you think?”

“The claws, the speed that it moves- it could be a skin walker, maybe a black dog. Whatever we’re talking about, we’re talking about a creature,” Dean stopped and looked at his brother. “And it’s corporeal, which means we can kill it.”

You rolled your eyes and followed behind the brothers until both of you headed outside, you watched as Dean headed towards his trunk and opened up the secret compartment, he lifted up a shotgun to use it as a base to keep it open. He pulled out a cameo green duffel bag and began putting in different weapons inside the bag. Sam headed over and began helping.

“We can’t let that Hailey girl out there.” You declared, not wanting the girl to get hurt.

“What are we gonna tell her- she can’t go into the woods because of a big, scary monster?” Dean muttered, looking over his shoulder to stare at you.

You gave him a glare. “Yeah, I do actually. It’s not safe for her to head out there with that creature roaming around the place. She could get hurt.”

“Her brother’s missing, Y/N.” He reminded you, you rolled your eyes. “She’s not just gonna sit this out. No, we go with her, we protect her, and we keep our eyes peeled for our fuzzy predator friend.”

“So finding your father isn’t good enough?” You questioned, tilting your head to the side, watching as he pulled out the bag full of weapons. Sam was keeping quiet, but you knew he was feeling the same about this situation. He ripped the gun away and slammed the hood down. “Now you gotta babysit too?”

“What the hell is your problem?” Dean asked, his face slowly twitching into anger.

“Nothing.” You lied.

“Y/N..”

“Maybe my problem is the fact we’re on this stupid case, and you’re too busy focusing on a way to possibly get into this chick’s pants!” Your outburst seemed to have shocked Dean. He went to speak up to you, but you made your way to the Impala and slipped yourself into the backseat, slamming the door behind you. Maybe it was wrong of you to say that, it was wrong to get jealous like you were because you and Dean weren’t together anymore, you haven’t been for seven years.

But since meeting him again, you thought maybe, just maybe there was a chance. After all, he had given you a promise the day he had to leave with his father; if you two ever were to run into each other again, you’d be together again. You were his first love, and you were his first heart break. The day he had to leave you, was the most emotional day of his life. He didn’t want it to happen again.

~~~

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