Prompt: You trade places with Dean at a crossroads deal.
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Warnings: none
Words: 1523
A/N: In this one shot, you are a religious character. You believe in G-d, you pray to G-d, and you respect G-d. If you are non-religious, or do not believe in G-d, I suggest you not to read this. :)
Sam was dead.
Sam is dead.
Sam Winchester isn't breathing.
Sam won't open his eyes.
Whatever you thought, the possibilities of him waking up, they were all gone. No hope left in you, even as you clutched your cross necklace, even as you kneeled on the ground, even as you spoke in hushed whispers, begging for the Man up above to help. All hope inside you were absolutely gone, and there was no replacing it. The Man upstairs you have come to trust in all situations has now gone mute, and there was nothing you could do about it.
And watching Dean sit there and stare at his dead brother... It broke your heart, it truly did.
"Dean-"
"Not now, Y/N." You watched as he abruptly stood up and walked past you, through the doorway of the old house and out into the night. You knew what he was going to do, you knew he needed a breather for a moment. You had decided to give him time to cope with his brother, his life that was no more.
But it was long after he was gone that you had decided to follow him, clutching your necklace that had helped you through every single thing as you walked along the road, finding the nearest crossroads and Dean.
The woman there with him... It didn't catch you off guard, you really had expected Dean to go through with this, but you couldn't let him. If this is how Dean acts when Sam's dead, you can't imagine how Sam's going to act if he loses Dean.
"Dean." Your voice broke the silence and it caused the demon to pull away from Dean's waiting lips, though Dean was all up for ignoring you and getting this over with. You could see that the demon had something to say with that smirk she's pulling off.
"Well, isn't this a surprise." The demon chuckled. "The most righteous hunter in the world. Y/N, still praying to the aboves? Or are you done with it?"
You had been ridiculed by many demons about your religion, how you put way too much faith in a man that probably doesn't exist, seeing as everything you've seen, and how you'd pray before fighting, something you'd always do, and you'd always make it out alive.
She eyed the cross necklace in your hand and rolled her eyes. "I'd take that as a no, then." Her smile grew. "C'mon, Y/N, come closer. I'm not going to bite."
"Leave her alone," Dean snapped, furrowing his eyebrows as he turned to you. "Get outta here, Y/N. This doesn't involve you."
"I'm not going to let you ruin Sam."
"I'm not ruining Sam, I'm helping him."
You scoffed and stepped forward, moving closer to the duo that stood in the middle of the crossroads. "You're not helping him by killing yourself."
"She has a point there," the demon spoke up, but you both ignored her.
"Just get out of here and let me deal with this. Besides, it's none of your business." He turned back to the demon. You knew he was going to ignore whatever you were going to say next, so you didn't even bother opening your mouth. "So, a year."
"One year," the demon agreed, stepping forward.
"One day." Those two simple words ripped the demon away from Dean, her eyes landing on you with... what was that? Happiness? Eagerness? You couldn't name it, you didn't even care that much. "I'll take Dean's deal, and you can have my soul right now."
"Y/N, don't be ridiculous," Dean said, turning to look at you.
"Let Sam live, leave Dean alone, and you can have me." Your heart thumped in your chest as you looked into Dean's eyes. Oh, how you hated to see him upset.
"You're insane, Y/N."
"No, actually..." The demon trailed off as she passed Dean and stepped up to you. "You'd make the perfect sacrifice."
You clutched your cross necklace so hard, you could feel the ends digging into your skin. You were sending a silent prayer up there, but you knew there was nothing they could do. Not if you were dealing with the demons.
But you had to protect Sam. You wanted to protect Sam. It was better losing you than it was losing his older brother. Besides, it wasn't like he was going to notice your absence. Dean could lie to him and tell him that you had decided to go solo. Dean doesn't even have to bring up this whole event right now. Dean could say whatever he wanted to because you won't be there to tell him otherwise.
"I'm not letting you do that." Dean stepped forward, placing a hand on the demon and jerking her away from you. "This is between you and me, not you and her." He glared at the demon, but the demon only rolled her eyes and laughed a drily.
"You're kidding me, right?" She scoffed and smirked at you. "Y/N's much more perfect than you are." She glanced at Dean. "Are you being serious about this, Y/N? Are you really willing to sacrifice yourself for two brothers who are bound to die anyway?"
"Yes."
"And I can get your soul right here, right now?"
You nodded, noticing that you couldn't bring yourself to even glance in Dean's direction. "Whatever you wish."
The demon flung Dean away from her, sending him onto his back only a few feet away from you. You didn't hesitate to connect your lips with the demon, her lips deepening into the kiss. It was the most passionate kiss you'd ever have, and that's saying a lot since you were kissing a demon.
You pulled away and the demon winked at you before vanishing.
"Y/N, are you stupid?!" Dean got to his feet and marched towards you. "You shouldn't have done that! That was completely idiotic of you!"
"Like I said, Dean." You sighed. "I don't want to see Sam ruin himself trying to protect you. At least now he won't have time to try and protect me from whatever's coming because whatever's coming is coming real soon."
"Y/N-"
"I don't want to hear it, Dean. Yes, I know it was stupid of me and, yes, I made the biggest mistake of my life but it was you save your ass and Sam's. I'm not selfish here. I don't want to go down as the person who cared much more for Sam than you because I'm the one who made the deal and you didn't, I couldn't care less about that!"
"Y/N-"
"I didn't want you to die. I didn't want to spend an entire year waiting for the time of your death. I didn't want to spend an entire year searching of how I could save you when I could have ended right then and there. I'm glad I did what I did. Even though, I'd be honest, I wasn't expecting her to jump on board so quickly. I wonder why she did that..."
"Y/N, listen-"
"I mean... Ah. She has a trick up her sleeve. I'm telling you. Maybe it's because I'm more religious than you are. Is that it? Oh, what am I saying? I'm getting off topic."
"Y/N!"
You looked at Dean, noticing that he had gotten much closer to you as you were rambling. His emerald eyes pierced your eyes and you found your thoughts getting all jumbled.
"I love you."
"You... What?"
"Y/N, the reason I didn't want you to sell your soul is because I didn't want to lose you," he confessed, his eyes shining with unshed tears. "The thought of losing you... that's unbearable. I can't ever dream of how I lived before I met you, and I don't ever want to dream of my life if I lose you. But..." He chuckled and shook his head. "I guess I'm too late on that one now, aren't I?"
"Dean, I-"
"I never told you how I felt because I was... afraid. Yeah, I was afraid." He looked down at the ground. "I was afraid that you wouldn't feel the same way. I was afraid that you would reject me. I was terrified that I was going to lose you because you would have felt awkward. But now those fears seem ridiculous."
"Dean-"
"I think I understand why you did what you did. You're concerned for Sammy, and I get that, I mean... It's why I'm here, too. Your reason probably has nothing to do with me. Besides, what's the point in me telling you this now if you're going to-"
You interrupted him by grabbing his face and smashing your lips into his. The kiss was much more deeper than the demon's, and you found yourself melting into him. His arms wrapped around you protectively as he pulled away slightly, looking you in the eye and smiling.
"I love you, Y/N," he whispered.
"And I lo-" You were cut off by the low growl of a hellhound that sounded directly behind you. Your muscles tensed, your smile immediately disappeared, and Dean looked at you in confusion.
You pushed him away from you, and you turned around to face the hellhound, you didn't see him trip over his own feet and land back onto the ground. He called your name, first out of confusion, then he was yelling it as soon as he realized what's happening.
The last thing you heard was Dean whispering an I love you.
