Supernatural imagines

Dean

"Thanks for coming." Sam said as he set down beside me.

"You know I'd do anything for you boys... even if Dean hates my guts."

"He is just mad you didn't tell us about being a witch." He said softly.

I shook my head and ordered a drink. I watched Sam turn around and he quickly stood up. I turned to see what he was looking at and I let out a sigh as I saw Dean walking towards me. I downed my drink and stood up.

"You got a lot of nerve showing up anywhere near me." Dean said angrily.

I watched as Sam put a hand on his chest and kept him a good distance away from me.

"Can you just calm down for a second? Your brother called me because you are stuck with no lead against your witch. So for once shut up and hear me out before trying to kill me again." I said softly.

Dean went to say something and was stopped by Sam.

"You two, please." Sam whispered.

Sam looked around and I saw eyes on us.

"This isn't the place." He whispered.

"Let's take this outside." I said as I pushed past Dean.

He glared at Sam and I heard Sam let out a sigh as he followed behind us.

"Sam you stay.... this is a conversation for me and Dean." I said a so turned to look at him.

He sent me a look and I nodded my head as I walked outside. Soon Dean made it outside and I leaned against Baby.

"Off of my car." He said angrily.

"Not what you use to say." I said as I stood up.

"That was before I learned you were a devil worshiper."

"I don't worship the devil. I'm a white witch... which means I worship god... I was born with my powers." I said angrily.

"Still a monster."

"And this is why I never told you about my powers... you hunt what you don't understand and kill without question."

"I didn't kill you."

"Only because Sam stopped you."

He looked away from me and I let out a sigh.

"How is it you can so easy trust Cas, but not the woman you use to love?" I asked softly.

"Because he never lied to me about being an angel..... he didn't lie to me for three damn years!..... you're not helping us with this case.. so leave." He said as he turned and walked away.

I let out a sigh as I walked away from the bar and to my motel. I texted Sam my address and then plopped down on my bed. After awhile I fell asleep and I was woke up by knocking on my door. I stood up and rushed to see Sam holding a unconscious Dean.

"What happen?" I asked as I helped him sit Dean on the bed.

"Witch put a spell on Dean, I killed witch and he isn't waking up." He said as he looked down at Dean.

"What were the words?" I asked as I cradled Dean's head.

"stricta diaboli sunt in lumine somnus est scriptor."

"Damn it... that's a sleeping spell... it puts the person in a dream... that they don't wake up from unless... well unless someone goes into the dream and wakes them up."

"Alright I'll go."

"No you will get caught into the dream... I'll do it." I said softly.

"You sure?"

I nodded my head and closed my eyes as I touched his head. When I opened my eyes I was on a bed alone.

"Dean?" I asked as I stood up.

I walked through the house and frowned as I saw Dean cooking.

"Hey you're up! Go wake up the kids." He said with a smile.

"Kids?" I asked confused.

"Our son and daughter... you know, (s/n) and (d/n)." He said as he turned and look at me.

"Okay... this is a dream... a witch put you in a dream and I need you to wake up." I said as I smacked his cheek.

"What was that for? Baby are you okay?" He asked softly.

I heard the door open and turned to see Sam.

"Hey! How was the hunt?" Dean asked with a smile.

"Good, killed the witch." Sam said softly.

"Sam can I talk to you?" I asked a so grabbed his arm and dragged him outside.

"What's up?"

"Does Dean I know I'm a witch?"

"No.... remember we didn't want to tell him for fear of him hating you."

"So he doesn't know in this place... thanks." I said as I turned and walked into the house.

I watched as two kids ran into the kitchen and I smiled softly.

"You okay baby?" He asked softly.

"I'm a witch.... and you already know this because I told you already... you're in a dream.. non of this is real." I said softly.

"What?"

"I need you to wake up Dean.... this isn't real." I whispered through tears.

"No... it is... you.. you aren't a witch that was just a bad dream."

"I'm a witch and I lied to you... I lied because I love you and I was scared of losing you... and I did... now wake up so Sam doesn't lose you." I said as I smacked him.

My eyes snapped open and I heard a gasp leave Deans lips. I stood up and sent Sam a nod as I grabbed my bag.

"He will be fine... goodbye." I said a so walked out of the motel.

I climbed into my car and felt tears stream down my face as I drove home. I pulled into my driveway and let out a sigh as I walked inside and put my bag down.

"Home sweet home." I whispered as I plopped down on the couch.

I felt the tears start to stream down my face again and I covered my face. I felt a sob leave my lips and my whole body started to shake.

"Why did I have to be a monster?" I asked through tears.

"You aren't." A deep voice said.

I looked up and let out a gasp as I saw Dean standing at my door.

"You left before we could talk... about what happen." He said softly.

"My mind must of mixed with yours."

"No... because I was having that dream before you arrived.... Sam didn't stop me from killing you.... I just couldn't kill you." He said softly.

"Why?"

"Because I love you.... and I'm tired of living without you... so please come home." He said softly.

I nodded my head and he walked up to me and pulled me into his arms and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his waist and smiled as I kissed him back.