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I'm a sad hoe who writes sad stories
Y/N's P.O.V.
There was no pain when I woke up. The room was dark and it all felt like a bad dream. I sat up and everything seemed to be going ok, but it was still really dark. The only light came from under the door and I slipped out of bed, moving towards it, but nothing happened.
I stayed in the same place no matter how fast or slow I moved.
"Mama?" I spun around and sat on the bed was a small boy. I recognised him easily and I laughed, going over and picking him up.
"Mama?" He asked again.
"I'm here, baby." I kissed his head.
"I'm here, Tommy. Mama has got you." Tears fell from my eyes and I carried my 4 year old out of the room. I was in the bunker and it didn't make sense, but I didn't care. It wasn't possible, but I didn't care.
"There she is." A familiar voice said as we walked into the library. Dean, Sam, Rowena and Crowley were all stood their waiting.
"How are my 2 favourite people?" Dean moved forward and kissed me.
"Are you feeling better? You had a pretty nasty bump to the head."
"What? I'm fine." Dean looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
"I've got my boys, my brother and my mother here. I'm great."
"Uncle Crow!" Tommy shouted, jumping out of my arms and into Crowley's. I couldn't help but smile.
"You worried us, Y/N." Sam wrapped his arm around my shoulders.
"Cas should be here soon. He's bringing Adam."
"Who?" Sam looked at me weirdly and something felt wrong.
"Adam Milligan-Winchester? Our younger brother? The one we rescued from the cage last year?" I shook my head and Sam frowned.
"You did hit your head pretty hard, we can get Cas to have a look at you."
"Problem?" My mother asked.
"I didn't hit my head." I said in confusion.
"Uh, Yeah you did." Dean laughed nervously.
"You were playing with Alex and-"
"Who?" They all looked at me as if I was insane.
"Y/N, maybe you should sit down?" Dean said and Crowley looked at me.
"Y/N, this is your son, Alexander Winchester." I shook my head and when I looked back at the young boy, he looked nothing like he did when I first saw him.
"No. That- Where's Tommy?" I began to panic and Dean grabbed my shoulders.
"Tommy is dead, Y/N." There were tears in his eyes.
"You killed him, before you were immortal."
"No, that was Tommy." I shook my head.
"Mama? Why are you crying?" The little boy asked and he had Dean's green eyes.
"I love you, Mama. Don't be sad."
"That's not my baby." I whispered.
"Y/N, you're scaring me." Dean said.
"None of this is real." I shook my head.
"I met you both a few weeks ago, Sam and Dean. Crowley, you tried to kill me the same day I met them. And Rowena... I hate you."
"Y/N, we've been married for almost 7 years." Dean said shakily.
"Mama, stop. Why are you being mean?" Alex asked and I stood up.
"None of this is real. It can't be." I rushed out of the room.
"Y/N!" Dean shouted and I could hear a baby crying. I ran down the never ending halls of the bunker.
"Y/N! Please!" I made it to the garage and locked the door, climbing into Baby.
"Y/N! You can't do this to me! I need you!" I couldn't help but cry and try and hold myself together.
"I can't lose anyone else. You need to wake up, please. I need you."
Dean's P.O.V.
She was gone. Dead.
I punched Sam once, twice, five times. He should have told me. He shouldn't have taken me to that Diner so Y/N could stay here and die.
"Y/N." I sat next to her and held her hand.
"Y/N please." She was so cold and tears pricked at my eyes.
"You can't do this to me! I need you!" I kissed her cold hand, closing my eyes, I hung my head.
"I can't lose anyone else. You need to wake up, please. I need you." She didn't move and I let go of her hand. I stood up and walked to the door.
"Dean." A voice whispered and I spun around. She was sitting up and tears were flowing down her cheeks.
"Y/N." I moved back slowly, sitting on the end of the bed.
"You died."
"Not dead." I hugged her and she hugged me back, putting her head in the crook of my neck.
"I'm back. I'm here. Not there."
"Where?" I asked and she moved back a little. I wiped her tears away and she smiled a little.
"I woke up and my son was there, Tommy. We were married, Rowena and Crowley were there, so was Sam. They said I had hit my head and my Tommy wasn't Tommy anymore. Everything was so different and terrifying. It was horrible." Dean laughed awkwardly.
"It would be terrifying if we got married?" I shook my head, a smile appearing on my face, before disappearing.
"Rowena and Crowley were getting along with everyone. Cas was on his way with your other brother." Dean looked confused.
"Sam- Fake Sam, told me that you saved him from the cage. Adam."
"We couldn't save him if we tried. He has been in the cage for years, he wouldn't even be alive." Dean sighed.
"Rowena is gone and Sam... shit.
"What?"
"I beat the crap out of him for not telling me that you could have died. And you did!"
