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Don't Leave Me
Dean Winchester x Reader 🐞
Summary: Dean, did the unthinkable, and cheated on you, on your anniversary.
A/N: Oh yay, I'm so excited, not only my first one shot, but also my first one done for the bingo @jacklesversebingo 🐞❤️💕 I'm just so excited to hear what y'all think. Much love my bugsies 🐞
Line: I don't really hate you, but I hate what you have done to us!
Warnings: Angst, A Lot of Angst! 🤔 Sorry about that😱
Word Count: Honestly no idea😱 will check next time🤩
Cover Art: Done by me 🐞 and the pic's from Pinterest and Canva 💕
Characters: Dean Winchester, Mention of Sam, and you❤️
"No Dean" I screamed, tears streaming down my cheeks.
"You don't get to look at me like that" I sniffed
"How could you do this to us?" Anger and sadness visible on my face
"Baby Listen" his voice low
With my hands on his muscular chest I shove him backwards, screaming now, "I don't need too listen, dammit, nothing you say is going to change a thing"
His emerald green eyes, is welled up, "just listen please" barely audible
"I hate you Dean" I say while throwing the ring on the floor
Taking a suitcase from the closet, tossing in any clothes I can find.
"You're leaving babe?" the distraught look on his face, caught you off guard
"Don't look at me like that, its your fault" you shove him out of the way walking to the bathroom to grab your toiletries.
He grabs ahold of your arm, spinning you around, and into his chest, "let me go," making my hands into small fist's, hitting against him, though it's not really doing anything.
His eyes pleading "sweetheart, please just listen to me, it didn't mean anything"
Squinting your eyes, "it didn't mean anything? Don't lie to me, Dean"
"I'm sorry" he claimed
"Yeah, your sorry I found out" I sneered
His jaw clenches, "no, babe, I'm serious it didn't mean a damn thing"
"Great so you threw all of this away for nothing" I smirked
"I was drunk okay! I didn't know what I were doing" his face full of guilt
Laughing a little "that's a lame excuse if I ever heard one"
You can't stand to be this close to him, hearing his heart beating, the way he looks into your eyes, the way his arms is holding you, you always were so weak when it came to him, it always were like some sort of special gift he had, making you putty in his big hands. But not today, not know, not after what he's done.
Trying to get out of his tight grip, you try to shove him backwards again, but he just holds you tightly, his voice revealing the sadness "do you really hate me"
Searching his face, his emerald green eyes, now, almost hazel like. Your voice brittle, tears streaming down my face "No, I... I don't really hate you, but I hate what you have done to us"
He thumbs away some of the tears, letting out a whisper, "I'm so sorry sweetheart"
"Sorry, just sorry, it won't work" you whisper - scream
"Then what will, baby" he asks
"I don't know,! nothing! The day you slid that ring on my finger, you swore you'll never betray me, break my trust, or trash my heart, guess what you did" getting angry all over again now "how could you" and with that you get out of his grip
Realising what he did, he just stood there, not making a sound, just listening to the sound of her crying, crying he caused. "Dammit" he cursed underneath his breath.
Taking her suitcase she walks out of their shared room, right to the door, glancing over the house she called home for the past five years, the memories they shared, the laughter, it's all gone now, in one night, he managed to erase five years of their lives together.
Dean runs towards her, "Baby wait, just stay, it's 3 in the morning, you can't drive like this" concern in his husky voice.
Glaring at him, "don't act like you care, if you did, you would have known, what yesterday was"
Dean, looks at her puzzled, following her eyes to the kitchen, he's jaw dropped when he saw the kitchen table, set and decorated for two, candles, placed with champagne flutes, and a bottle that was supposed to be on ice, a freshly baked pie in the middle.
"Babe, I'm"
"Don't finish that sentence, I'm so sick and tired of your sorries," I warned.
"I can't believe I was so naive, yesterday when you didn't show, I called Sam, he said as far as he knew you went for a drink, the case you worked on hit you hard, I was afraid you had to much to drink, and maybe gotten in a accident, but to my surprise, I found you with that... that, woman, her arms wrapped around you having a good time, how the hell could you do that to us, to me?" I screamed
"Babe, it meant nothing, I love you"
Tears flooded down my cheeks "no! Dean! You do not love me" you mumbled, "goodbye Dean"
"Please baby, don't go, don't leave me" he pleaded
He grabs a hold of your wrist, but you shake it loose, almost running towards your car, hearing him say something in the distance, but you reply with a shout "don't you follow me Dean Winchester" and with that you started the engine, put it in drive and drove off
In your rearview mirror, you see the man you loved, still love, standing there distraught look on his face, the blurriness of your glazed up eyes, makes it hard to focus on the road ahead, but you just drove further anyway, not wanting to stay there, the way he made you feel, the hurt, pain and betrayal is just to much.
Seeing taillights of her car, is just one too much, how is he going to fix this, why did he do what he did, "what am I gonna do" throwing a punch in the air.
He just stood there in the pouring rain, watching as the love of his life, went further and further out of his reach.
That's when he heard the tires screeching on the wet road, and then the heart wrecking loud noise, he just some how knew it was her. He ran, he ran as fast as his legs could carry him.
"Noooooo!" Screaming as he got closer, her car hanging over the road barrier, "Baby," he grabs ahold of her hand, her face bloodied, her legs pinned, her eyes, bloodshot from the crying, "Dean" she whispers with pain. "I'm here sweetheart, don't leave me, I love you" a half smile on his plum lips. With the closing of her eyes she whispers "I love you too Dean"
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Ask me what I want? And I'll tell you its a life where I'm not just merely existing but living. I want to be free like a bird roaming through the skies. Like a dolphin exploring the ocean. Like a drifter, wandering through the dessert. I want to hike through the mountains. I want to wander from coast to coast. I want to meet new people, explore little old places, write books and read even more. Create art of every little place I drive through. I want to feel the way the dirt kisses my soul. The way the fresh air hugs my lungs. In short, I want a life on the road in a van, exploring all the nooks and crannies of the earth, that's where you'll find me living. ~ Denesca van Eck
#whatiwant #startliving #sun #dirtkisses #soul #dnesca
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#spokenword #spokenwordpoetry #original #dnesca 🐞🐞
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Some, of my recent pencil sketches 🥹🐞, I've completely forgotten to post them over these couple of months 😂😱 I guess the whole "ditziness" is a "artist thing" 😂😅 so yeah I'd love to take some time to share some of my art, and I would absolutely appreciate it, if y'all, comment, like, repost, share, and just give me your opinion. 🐞🥰 Thank you my dear bugsies.. I love you all so much.🐞🥰💕💞❤️💓
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Полусапоги зимние женские фото
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Paintbrushes and Romance - Chapter 2 0 - 🐞💕
Dean x Reader
A/N: It's here my bugsies🐞💕 the wedding, I'll suggest you grab a nice cup of hot cocoa and a box of tissues 🤭🥲🥰🐞
Side Note: I can't believe my first ever written story, has made it this far, I feel so blessed with all the love and support from y'all 🥰🐞(of course I'm not crying 😭 you are😂)
Warning: Just pure fluff, and some happy tears🐞🥰
Thank you for loving me, even though, I've ran away, messed everything up, and managed to still blame you sometimes for stuff going wrong, Babe, you have given me more in this life than I could ever ask, you've given me, love, laughter, a chance to really have the life I've dreamt of as a little girl, Dean my love, you came into my life in the most unexpected way, in a coffee shop, somehow it feels like ages ago, we've changed, we've grown, we've gotten older, we have a life together, we have a beautiful house, on a lovely piece of land, but in all honesty, I would love you even if we never fix all the leaks on the roof, I would love you, if we stayed in the impala, my love, I would choose you a million times over, even with all the stuff we both went through, I'd choose you time and time again, see babe, with your emerald green eyes, and that stupid mischievous smile of yours, you stole my heart, I guess what trying to say is, that you are my home, no matter where we are.
''Urgh. I can't say that, it sounds so freaking cheesy'' agitated, crumbling up the piece of paper and throwing it in the corner of the bedroom.
''Sweetie, are you okay'' a sweet smile on Caroline's face.
Tears welling up in her eyes ''No mom, I'm not, everything's a disaster, why did we say we are going to write our own vows? And to top off the damn cheesy wedding vows, I'm afraid my dress aren't going to fit, I'm going to throw up in front off everybody, this morning sickness is killing me, and I'm just.. just a mess''
Looking at her daughter in her bride to be gown, shaking her head ''Sweetie, you look beautiful, your dress is going to fit perfectly, your not even showing yet'' laughing now '' and as for the wedding vows, it can be as cheesy as you want it to be, as long as it comes from your heart, and we both know your morning sickness will pass in a sort little while, Eileen went to fetch you some ginger tea, okay''
Sighing, wiping her tears away. ''Thank you Mom, nobody really warns you about the crazy hormones when your pregnant.''
''Sweetie, you've always been a bit a little more emotional'' letting out giggle
Glancing at her mom, then breaking out in laughter. ''Yes Mom your right, I am being over dramatic aren't I?''
''I won't answer that if I were you, Mom'' Joe teased.
The three of them laughed. Joe looked at his sister, who's make-up and hair aren't done yet. He starts teasing her ''Oh poor bastard, he's going to stand at the altar thinking you're not going to show up''
Clicking her tongue, with a twinkle in her eyes, ''I still have loads of time, now go! I need to get ready''
Hearing Joe's laughter helps to calm her nerves, inhaling through her nose and exhaling through her mouth, ''I am being over dramatic, now lets start celebrating with some alcohol free champagne and good music,'' getting up, walking to were her wedding dress is still nicely wrapped up, feeling the excitement pulsing through her veins, ''I'm getting married, today'' letting out laughter.
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''Dammit Sammy, I can't find the rings, I knew I put it on the bedside table!'' running his hand over his face
''Dude, breathe, you gave the rings to Cas, remember'' letting out a snort
Dean sighs ''Oh yes, your right, hell I need a drink, I can't believe I'm so nervous.''
Putting his hand on his brother's shoulder, his voice sincere, ''Dean the two of you are made for each other, today is going to be perfect''
''Thanks man, there's a part of me, that thinks she's going to realize, I'm just really a jerk and leave me standing there, I'm not exactly a perfect man.''
Shaking his head in disbelief, ''Dean, that woman loves you, and only you, why I have no idea, but she does, so just try and enjoy today''
Cas, walks in the room, a big grin on his face ''You ready to be a married man, Dean?''
Dean and Sam laughs, but its Dean that speaks first. ''Honestly I wish it was all over already, I just want to stick that ring on her finger, and make sure she's mine forever, just don't let her hear that'' he laughs
Sam takes two glasses pouring some whisky in it, handing one to Dean ''Drink up brother, it will soothe the nerves'' and then taking a sip himself.
Cas glares at the two brothers.
''What'' the two brothers ask simultaneously
''I'll take some of the whisky too, please'' Cas answered.
Dean laughs ''Pour him one Sammy''
''You and that beautiful woman your about to marry, has made me crazy and worried in the past, so if I'm going to marry the two of you today, I need a little something extra'' he laughs
The three of them spend the rest of the morning, talking about life, while wondering what the girls are up too.
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Adjusting his tux, ''Does this thing ever get any less uncomfortable'' glancing at himself, in the mirror, thoughts racing through his head, ''she deserves way more, I'm not good enough, what am I even doing, how the hell am I going to be a good husband, a father?''
Removing the the tie, throwing it to the floor, rushing through the door, gasping, ''Sorry Bobby, I didn't see you''
''Where are you going you idjit? its almost time to for the wedding to start,'' he remarked
''I can't do this Bobby, she deserves better than me'' he growled
Bobby slapping him through the face ''damn idjit! would you just stop being so overly dramatic'' he warned
Dean's eyes are filled with concern, ''how.. how do I know if I'm going to be good enough for her, for our child''
''Do I look like Dr. Phil too you'' he barked a bit, taking Dean by his shoulders ''Son, she loves you, and you love her, as long as there's love then its good enough, nobody is perfect, but when there's love, real love between two people, then its pretty damn close.''
A corner of his mouth turned up, looking at the man who's more of a father to him, ''Thank you, I needed that.'' he expressed his gratitude.
''Yeah, yeah, we got to get a move on'' Bobby gestured.
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Inspecting herself in the mirror, her hair draped over her shoulders, loose little braids everywhere, tiny flowers, placed in between the braided strands, her makeup is soft, consisting of natural nudes, mixed with light browns, and light pink lips, glancing down at her dress, its a beautiful white, A-line dress, the corset piece, hugging her waist, and the sleeves only halfway up, exposing her neckline and back a little, the detailing is small, but everywhere you look is little roses and flowers with leaves draping all the way down, her brown boots with white laced tips, just giving her enough length, so that the seam of the dress, doesn't get dragged through the grass and mud as she walks towards the river, where the altar is set up. A smile tugging at her lips, ''I'm ready to marry the man of my dreams''
Caroline, Mary, Ruby and Eileen, just admiring the beautiful bride, Caroline's brittle voice, breaks the silence first, ''My sweet girl, you look amazing, beautiful and radiant'' hugging her daughter tightly.
Her voice shaky ''Thank you mommy''
''My son, is sure lucky to marry such a beauty'' Mary's voice sweet
Letting out a laugh ''I'm the lucky one''
Eileen hands, you the beautiful flower bouquet, signing to you, ''its time''
As you walk out of the room, into the hallway meeting the glances of your father and Bobby. You asked your dad if he'd walk you down the aisle and if it would be okay if Bobby would also walked with the two of you, he didn't oppose, he said, that he understood why, and so you asked Bobby if it also be okay, and that day, the gruff old man, shed a few tears.
Bill's jaw dropped, when he saw his daughter walking out, ''Honey you are beautiful, a true vision.''
''I second that Bill'' Bobby smiled.
Pulling both into a hug, ''Thank you Daddy, Bobby, it means so much to me.
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All your family and friends are seated, waiting patiently for your arrival, as you start walking closer, you see Sam saying something to Dean, and Dean just laughed, like really laughed. Its like the world comes to a standstill if that man laughs, damn I love him.
Joe starts playing the traditional wedding entrance song on the piano, as you start walking towards the aisle, Your Dad on your right side and Bobby on your left, Ruby and Eileen walking in front of you, to take their positions in as bridesmaids. As you stride closer to Dean you could've sworn his eyes glossed over, his smile was from ear to ear as he shaked Bill's and Bobby's hands, giving them a one sided hug, and a low whisper of thank you.
You tried batting away the tears, as you glanced over the family and friends, then finally too your husband to be, but it didn't quite work. Dean thumbed away the tears. Mouthing, ''if you're okay and that you're the most beautiful thing he ever layed eyes on.
Replying ''yes babe, just extremely happy''
Dean's emerald eyes, scanning over your lovely face, he leans in about to kiss you.
Cas giving a fake cough, ''Excuse me Dean but, you may not kiss the bride just yet'' the crowd burst out into laughter as they saw the quilty look upon his face. ''Fine'' he mumbled
Cas starts ''Family and friends, we have come together today, to join these two in marriage, it's about time don't you agree'' he chuckled ''They said they'd write their own vows, so with no further do, the bride can start'' he smiles
While glancing at Dean and the grumbled up note, as you read it, there's some laughter and some sobbing, but the way Dean's eyes lit up when you said he was your home you knew, the written vow, wasn't cheesy, it was a piece of your heart.
Clearing his throat, he begun to speak, his husky voice melted into the hearts off the people celebrating with you. ''Sweetheart I have written this over and over, and in all honesty I lost the damn note'' letting out a nervous chuckle, ''but what I was reminded of earlier is, love isn't perfect, it's no fairytale or storybook, and hell, it never comes easy, we have faced so many obstacles and challenges, and even in the times we were away from each other, there were parts of us, that held on and never gave up, hoping we'll find each other again, and I've come to realize that every second, minute, hour, days, weeks, years, spent with you, will still not be enough, sweetheart I never in my life would've thought an amazing woman as you would be able to love me, so I promise, with every breath I will love you, and with every heartbeat, I will care for you, and with my soul I will adore you.'' hearing him say that, released a river of tears from your eyes.
Handing them the rings, Cas said ''with this ring, I commit, my life, dreams, hope and love to you my beloved, I vow to forever love you''
The two of you said the line as you were sliding the rings over your left fingers, both of you smiled when you said ''I Do'' simultaneously
Cas said with a smile ''You may kiss the bride''
A mischievous smile tugs at his lips ''Don't mind if I do'' his lips brushed against your, it started gentle but got deeper as he pulled you closer. The two of you laughed into each others lips, as you heard someone in the crowd yelled, ''Hey you two! there's kids here'' Dean gives you one more quick kiss, before he pulls back. Looking over the crowd, he mocks towards the person in the distance ''Bite me''
Grabbing your hand, holding it up in the air, as if he just won something, his emerald eyes, reflecting the sunlight shining down, he smirked, ''This is my wife, Mrs. Winchester'' you laughed, the amount of joy you feel is to difficult to describe, not even to speak off the love you feel for this man. As they walk down the path and the people started throwing the heart shaped leaves, whispering to each other, ''this day is perfect!'' Sharing a kiss, you feel raindrops starting to dampen your skin, laughing the two of you run towards the entrance of the hall where the celebration will be held, knowing no matter what storm comes next, the two of you are home, and nothing is going to shake this loving foundation.
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Old Barrooms, Saving Grace & Guitars - Chapter One 🐞🤠
A/N: Alohaz, my dear bugsies, this is not requested, but instead a prompt I saw, for the 'month of love' to write about a rockstar, and who better than our 'Dean Winchester', but I'm gonna warn, y'all this is a tear-jerker, I hope you all enjoy this first chapter, if you do, please let me know.❤️🐞
Side Note: Thank you for all the love Bugsies, I appreciate all of your support.🥰❤️
Warnings: Some profanity, mentions of death, drug use and alcohol use mentioned, if anything else, please let me know.🙈🙊
Also Please take Note: That only the first song/poem is my own work, as for the other lyrics used in this chapter, is from 'War Hippies' aswell as 'Carolyn Dawn Johnson'🤠🥰
Description: Famous Country-Rock Artist, High On Drugs, Booze & Guilt, after almost hitting rock bottom and meeting a angel in a smoky old bar room, his saving Grace, he finds his way, during the last words she'll ever say.
Chapter One 🐞🤠
The sound of the acoustic guitar plays throughout the studio, the man's voice, tugging every heart string as his southern draw comes through with every word, ''You were my saving Grace, my safe space, maybe if I prayed a little longer, the bond between me and up above would've been stronger, maybe if you told me sooner I could've loved you for a while more, but that's not what fate had in-store, between my whisky drinking, my heart and hopes sinking, into the darkness I wanted to dive, then you came along, with your eyes, looking so full of life, I'm man enough to admit that at first I hated you, my heart already knew, but my mind had no clue, Your honesty took me by surprise, your smile could brighten up a room like a sunrise, your sweet voice told me not to fall in love, but how could I not, ho do I just make it stop, when I first tasted your lips, feeling the touch of your fingertips, you made it possible again, for me you know, the part of living, when the news came you were dying, of course it destroyed me, she just smiled and said that's how it's supposed to be, I found my way, in the last words, she'll ever say, during her last breath, I found my will to live, I realized during that time, I found true meaning of love and light, Knowing, she weren't just my lover, she was my Saving Grace, oooooh, she was my saving Grace''
As he looks up over the studio, you can see his emerald-green eyes, is moist, his dirty-blonde beard, defining his amazing jawline, the smile on his rosy plum lips is warm, raking his longer hair through his fingers, so it will fall backwards, and out of his face, showcasing the lines on his face, telling a story of a few hard years. His smoky voice fills the emotional crowd. ''Thank you'' he mouthed.
Walking closer to the dark brown armchair, he greets the woman with the short blonde her, pulling her into a side hug.
Her voice a little hoarse, ''Welcome Dean, glad you could finally make it,''
''Thank you for having me'' he smiles
''That song was beautiful as always, it always leaves a tear or two,'' she chuckles, while swiping away the last evidence of the wetness on her cheek.
Letting out a laugh ''Thank you, this song means more to me than anyone will ever know,''
''Yes, for sure, its so different from your usual stuff'' she suggested
''That's very true Claire, the other songs were just words, stringed together, but this, this, song its a story, its my reality, it was Grace's reality, it speaks about me hitting rock bottom and how she saved me'' his voice breaking a little at the end.
''I hear you, that woman had a voice of an angel'' she said smiling
''More like a choir of southern angels'' he lets out a chuckle
Laughing with the good looking man, ''Tell me Dean how does it feel knowing, you've reached double platinum and millions of online streams, with your song 'Saving Grace'''
Pulling his fingers through his hair, a smile curving on his lips ''You know Claire, I feel blessed of course, I never thought that it would reach so many people, but I'm satisfied in knowing that it means so much to them''
The live studio crowd, cheers and claps, in response. One of the guest's takes the microphone , going around, ''Excuse me Dean, can I ask you a personal question?''
Turning his glance towards the woman in the crowd, smiling, ''I'm a open book, ask away''
Smiling excitedly, ''How did you two meet, or rather what's the story behind the song?''
Letting out a nervous chuckle, ''Well, I met her during the darkest time of my life, when none of you wanted to listen to my music anymore, and I was a drunken, jerk with a huge ego''
''I always loved your music'' she laughs
''Thank you'' he smiles ''Well it all started two years ago''
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'Heard about the crossroads
Yeah it's a real thing
Sold my soul, traded love out for a dream
Yeah she's gone for good and it's killing meWhen the curtain falls
And there ain't no missed calls
The room is empty
And I should be feelin' ten feet tall
The shootin' star that's killin' it
But I ain't feelin' nothin' at all'
''Thank You'' he shouted, stumbling off the stage, with his guitar, holding onto the walls, as he walks backstage, ordering the drummer, for another bottle of whiskey, Garth just shook his head, and handed him the bottle, knowing, there's no use trying to make him see the light.
As he fell down, on the couch of his dressing room, swallowing, away the gold liquid, hearing his manger saying the same old tune, ''Dean, you got to start getting your act together, your loosing fans with your drunken ass, when last did you write, some of your own songs''
Glaring at the old man, ''The people love me, I'm Dean freaking Winchester, best damn, country-rock artist, they've ever heard, the charts don't lie'' he slurred,
Clearly frustrated with Dean the old man leaves, walking into the smoky old barroom. The bar was just almost too quiet, you could hear a pin drop so to say. Glancing over at the stage, there stood a woman, he heard about her, but never really heard sing.
Her voice was sweet and filled with a deep southern accent, almost like Wynonna Judd, or Dolly Parton. ''Good evening, Nashville, who's ready to go back to their old country roots, tonight I'll be doing one of my favorite songs of Carolyn Dawn Johnson,'' the crowd cheered ''Yes y'all its 'Die of a broken heart'
'And take me fast or take me slow
I don't really care how I go
In the daylight or in the dark
Just don't let me die of a broken heart
Take me fast or take me slow
I don't really care how I go
In the daylight or in the dark
Just don't let me die of a broken heart
No, don't let me die of a broken heart
No'
A sweet smile, on her face, revealing the rosy cheekbones, her fair skin damp, from the heat, her strawberry blonde, hair draped over her shoulders, the blue denim jacket hugging her hourglass figure, her electric blue eyes glistening, with the stage lights, her voice filled with life, ''Hit it Jimmy, lets give these folks a little taste of a simple life''
'Spend my days in the sweet sunshine
Rock in my swing and watch my garden grow
Know that I'll always have someone to hold
Oh I wanna live the simple life, yeah
I wanna take a blanket down to the creek
And let the water sing me to sleep
And let go in time
Live the simple life..
Well lately I've seen too many city lights
I wanna go somewhere where i can see the stars at night'
As he listened too this beauty singing her heart out, he had an idea. Almost running over too Dean after he'd had a talk with her manager, only too find the man passed out drunk. When he promised his daddy he'd take care off him, he'd never would've guessed this would happen, he's not really sure were Dean's life took a turn for the worst, maybe the day his brother walked away, not wanting to deal with his crap anymore, hell maybe the day, his fame went to his head, maybe the day the car crash took Kevin's life, but whatever it was, he needs too find a way to help him, and something tells him that Grace Tucker is the answer.
Chapter One Here :)
Chapter Two Here :)
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Moonflowers & Werewolves 🌝🐺 - Chapter Two
Teen wolf
Derek Hale x reader
A/N: Uhmmm hold on bugsies, this is a 'claw-biter' 🤣... Hope y'all enjoy 🐞🩷
Side Note: Starting to think of doing a rewatch maybe 😅🐞🤣🥹... Also thanks for the love and support 🐞🐞🐞❤️❤️
Warnings: Swearing light. Anger. Violence. Use of weapons, anything else let me know🐺🐞😍
Stops inches away from her, glancing at her and then at the moon, the wolf starts howling at the moon, as she stood there, to afraid to even move, she catches a glimpse of the wolf's eyes, it's sort of friendly looking, there's a sense of gentleness and familiarity about the blue orbs, but that's just plain crazy, she's never seen a wolf up close.
The wolf starts walking away, he suddenly stops, staring at her, not to growl, he just simply let's out a little whine, then he starts running deeper into the woods.
Barely breathing she stood there, unsure of what to do, unable to comprehend of what just happened, why the animal didn't attack her.
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Panting now, as he stood there on the hill, looking out over the forest, cursing himself internally "what the hell was that?, how is it that still after all this time the full moon still has such an affect on him?"
"Her heart were beating rapidly" somehow he just couldn't stop himself from getting closer, hearing her cry, just drew him in closer, somehow it made him angry, who in their right mind would hurt her? Of course he would never attack her, but it's as if the rage inside of him made him see red, it bothered him seeing her like that, scratching the back of his neck, "why did it bother me so much, seeing her with so much hurt and sadness?" He regretted it the very second when he walked towards her, seeing the fear in her eyes, made him feel like a predator, but what was he going to do tell the poor woman "hey don't worry you've met me, I'm Derek Hale and I'm a damn werewolf, yes I can rip your throat out with my bare teeth, but I won't"
Hearing footsteps between the trees makes him growl, "Dad it's just me"
"What the hell Eli?" He hissed
"I'm sorry, you were gone for so long, I had to come and see if everything is okay" he stuttered
Instantly regretting his tone in his voice "it's fine son, I'm sorry, I'm doing okay, how are you?"
Mumbling "yeah good dad, can we go home now, I always feel so strange when the moon is full"
"I know son, you'll get used to it" he lied
"If only I can be more like you dad" he whispered, knowing his dad would still hear him
Giving him a half smile "no son, you don't want to be like me, you just be yourself, all your strength will come at the right time"
"Thanks dad, but what strength, I don't have any strength" he sighed
"Your my son, a Hale, a werewolf, we'll figure it out you'll see, but we can talk more about it at home. You have school tomorrow" he replied.
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Still struggling to figure out last night's events, she starts going through the assignments, she gave the kids, there's some nice quotes from Marilyn Monroe, even a few from Hemingway himself, but the last one she reads, leaves her cold, 'Just because I am a predator doesn't mean I have to be a killer' glaring at the name on the page Eli Hale, "what does that even mean?" Thinking to herself, "I'll talk to him after class"
The bell ringing let's the children know it's time to go home, as she's the last class for the day, as the kids walks past her, she asks Eli to quickly stay behind.
He stops, "yes miss, something wrong?" He mumbles
Her voice is sweet "Eli, the assignment yesterday, you never wrote down, where you heard it from?"
Smiling almost proudful "my dad, taught me that since I were Little"
Trying to hide the judgment in her voice she smiles "oh that's nice, I were just curious, thank you, have a great day"
He just nods, says "goodbye" and walks out.
Trying to suppress the anger she feels boiling, "who would teach their kids that? What type of monster" shaking her head , "Since when am I such a bad judge of character, he looked genuinely nice!"
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Pulling in her driveway, glancing over to her neighbors, shaking her head. As she gets out, she hears the man's smoky voice "hey neighbor" , contemplating if she should wave at him or just let it be, but she just can't control the anger.
"Excuse me Mr. Hale" she waves him down
He laughs a little "A bit formal don't you think?"
There's a fire burning in her eyes "what is the matter with you?"
Shocked "Excuse me Madison?"
There's anger and judgement in her voice now "why would you teach your son his a predator, what type of parent does that?"
His, green - hazel eyes seems concerned, "Look Miss Wells, what I teach my son, has nothing to do with you"
The color leaves her face, "your not even going to deny it? How are you trying to raise your son? To be a predator? To go on some sort of crime bender, what kind of father does that "
''You have absolutely no right to come and attack me, about the way I parent my son, so I would appreciate it if you leave'' he hissed
Her eyes darken, her voce sharp. ''I have every right to tell you, what I think, its my job to look after the kids of my class, so in opinion you are a terrible parent and a horrible human being''
His heart rate is sky rocketing, he needs to fight harder than ever to not shift, folding his arms, to hide his claws coming out, feeling the sharp points piercing into his arm's flesh, his voice sounding croaky ''you need to leave right now, go away and don't ever come near me again''
Her eyes widening, ''fine, but this isn't over'' she mumbled
He just turns around, closing the door, falling to the ground, ''what the hell is happening why can't I suppress the shift'' letting out a soft roar. ''Something aren't right!''
Walking to her house she could've sworn she heard a roar sound. Usually she won't back down so easily but something in his demeanor frightened her. Something about him, makes her feel frightened and intrigued at the same time.
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As Eli walks into his house he sees, his dad sitting at the dining room table, tapping his fingers on the wooden surface beneath, his go to thing, when ever his really mad. ''Dad, everything oaky?''
''No Eli, everything is not fine, why the hell did you think it was a good idea to write that little thing I taught you since you were a pup down and give to your new teacher'' he hissed
''Uhm Dad, I..I'm sorry, it was the only thing I could think off, I thought you'd be proud that I remember the stupid phrase'' he stuttered
''Dammit Eli, your a werewolf, that's a phrase to keep us human, to keep us from killing, you have any idea what you've done?'' he echoed
''I'm not a werewolf, not like you'' he stammered and ran upstairs, closing his bedroom door like just a teenager can.
''Eli, get down here this very minute'' he urged. Making a fist, almost smashing it against the table, but decides against it. ''I'm doing the best I can, dammit'' he mumbled underneath his breath.
The doorbell rang, as Derek opened it, he saw Sheriff Stilinski.
''Hello Sheriff, with what can I help you?'' he sighed
''Rough day Derek?'' he acknowledged
''Two words, 'Teenaged son'' he hissed
''Been there, done that, just be glad you don't have Stiles as a son.''
Both men starts laughing.
''What brings you to my door Noah?''
''Well, something isn't quite right, some high school kids were hiking in the woods and found four bodies, two of them were human with bite marks but the other were your kind, and they were killed with silver bullets, but also, here's the part that doesn't make sense, there blood was black, as if they ingested some kind of poison but, I don't know what it is, the bodies are at the morgue, mind checking it out for me?'' he pleaded
A puzzled look on his face, ''yeah I'll check it out, give me a sec'' running upstairs, knocking on the door, ''Son, I'm going to leave , Sheriff Stilinski needs some help, I'm sorry about getting angry with you earlier, we can talk when I get home.''
Eli looked at his father, his voice distant, ''Yeah whatever dad''
Grabbing his keys, off the kitchen table, walking outside, glancing over to the neighboring house, seeing Madison carrying a box from the garage, realizing his been a full grown jerk, he needs to apologize, and think of some kind of excuse for his behavior all while making up some kind reason for the phrase. Gesturing he'll be right behind the Sheriff, he walks over towards her house.
Already catching the sweet scent of her , she smells like roses, sweet fruity roses, but the moment she turns facing him, he hears her heart starts beating faster, he can sense her fear, he just absolutely hates that this gently person is afraid of him. His voice low ''Hello''
Pursing her lips ''Hello''
''Listen about earlier, you just caught me on a bad time, and I were already stressed out, so I kind of took it out on you, as for the phrase my son wrote down, it came out of some movie, the name I can't recall, but I will talk to him, well I tried but that didn't go well, anyhow I hope you'll accept my apology.'' he claimed.
Her voice a bit shaky, ''Its fine, I'm so sorry as well, and I didn't really mean your a horrible person, I can't make assumptions of people, like that,'' pouting now ''in a way I think I let my own anger and personal baggage spill over, so I'm so sorry''
Picking up she's a bit more relaxed now and there's a soft smile forming on her lips, but before he can invite her to dinner or something, to show how sorry he is, he hears a different sound sliding through the wind. Turning around to where the sound is coming from, then suddenly hearing the exact same sound in another direction, his senses is heightened, hearing multiple heartbeats, some fast, some relaxed, forming almost a circle around them, the scents are human, the swooshing comes closer and closer, but he catches the arrow, and then the other one, but then there's multiple arrows, remembering the woman behind him, turning to face her, she's just standing there shock on her face, as he hovers over her, managing to pick her up as he ran towards the trees, she squirms and screams, but he doesn't really care, he needs to get away, drawing them after him and not after his son, while getting her too safety his eyes starts glowing, turning his hazel green eyes, into an electric blue, his back is pierced with multiple arrows, most probably laced with wolfsbane, as he feels his strength getting weaker and weaker, crashing down to the ground, seeing a man, most probably a hunter walking closer towards there position, he clings to her, for life, afraid they might think she's one of them, he pushes through the pain, gathering every last bit of strength he has left, first came the claws then the fangs, he starts roaring, warning what ever comes closer that he will attack, but the figure comes closer, until he...
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Stethoscopes & Triangles - Chapter Two ❤️🐞
Sam Winchester x Reader
A/N: Awww !my bugsies, this is just soooo freaking cute, don't get me wrong!!!! I'm still a 'Dean girlie' but 'Sam' is growing on me🥹😱
Side Note: Thank you all for the love and support, I love each and everyone of y'all 🐞❤️🩷🥳
Warnings: Fluff, Hospital scene's, mentions of blood, if anything else, let me know!!!🐞🩷
'You put the boom-boom into my heart (ooh-ooh), you send my soul sky-high, when your lovin' starts, Jitterbug into my brain (yeah-yeah)' her eyes flung open as the alarm went off, a smile crept onto her lips, tapping on Sam's chest with her fingertips to the beat, her voice fruity, when she starts singing with 'wham' ... 'wake me up before you go-go' ... She starts showering him with little kisses, "wake up, sleepyhead" a sleepy smile tugs at his mouth, his eyes soft as he looks at her beautiful face, "morning sweetie" without any warning he puts his hands on her hips, rolling her over so that he's hovering on top of her, she let's out a giggle, "morning babe".
His lips brushes over hers, the kisses getting more passionate with every second passing, pulling a little back, to come up for air, breathy and with a teasing smile she asks "aren't we going for our morning jog babe?" A devilish grin, forms on his handsome face, "oh I can think of another way we can burn some calories" and with no further hesitation, he kisses her lips, tracing down to her neck, then towards her collar bone, her body reacts too his lips gracing her skin.
Spending the better half off the morning in each other's arms, "I love you so much babe" her voice sweet.
"I love you too sweetie" he says placing a kiss at the crown of her head.
"I wish I could stay like this forever, your arms around me, hearing your heartbeat, but my shift is starting soon" saying with a half smile.
Glancing at the alarm clock his eyes widens, "oh shit, Hun, I'm late again!" He exclaims
"What?" Concern evident on her face
Teasing her, "it's your fault, don't act so innocent"
Pouting now! "How is it my fault"?
"Well it's your alluring beauty, that forces me to stay of course!" He mocks
Both of them burst into laughter as they get out of bed, while there busy getting ready for the day, they laugh and chat, like they do every morning. In the kitchen she makes the coffee, throwing some muesli and yogurt into 'to-go' bowls, as they will not have time to eat at home.
Getting into Sam's car, driving her towards the subway train station, kissing each other goodbye, he drives off to his office, as she gets on the train, the hospital being on the opposite side of where they live, its just easier for her to commute this way.
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Looking at the watch, what Amy gave him, for his birthday last year, engraved with, Love, Amy , cussing himself for walking into his office so late.
''Morning Sir,'' the woman's voice sounded sugary
Confused expression on his face ''And you are?''
A smile on her, face, her almond eyes friendly ''I'm Ruby the temp standing in for Margie, while she's on maternity leave''
Scratching the back off his head ''Oh is it today already, I'm sorry, Hi, I'm Sam Winchester''
A giggle escapes her lips ''Its okay it looks like you had a busy morning''
''You have no idea, Miss? sorry your name? he questioned
''Oh, It's Ruby Jones'' her voice sweet
''Nice to meet you, Any messages?'' he asked
''Yes, two men called, a detective Novak, in connection with a case your working on, and another guy, he wanted to know how your doing, but didn't leave a name or contact details, sorry, would you like some coffee?'' she cheered
With a lifted brow, but with a smile, ''Thanks Ruby, I appreciate, I'm fine with the coffee for now, I'll howler if I need anything else''
''Alrighty Sir'' her voice rang
''Call me Sam'' he shouts as he walks into his office, closes the door behind him, glancing at the notes, his thoughts drifting off to the day he said he was going to college, off course his dad wasn't happy about, but nor was his older brother, Dean, at the time he thought it was because, he wanted to become a lawyer, as he gotten older, he realized, it wasn't the fact that he went to college, it was that he was leaving him behind, Dean has always taken care of him, when they were still little, his older brother carried him out of the house fire that took their mother's life, leaving their father bitter, and ever since that day, Dean swore he'll take care of him, but the day he moved to the city, to study, was like it broke something in their bond.
Every now and then he'll get a call from a man not leaving a name, but he knows its Dean, checking in on him, now and then, he'll wonder what Dean did with his life, of course he misses his big brother, but he has no way of getting in contact with him, and as for his father, he tried giving him a call on the first Christmas, but John was more bitter than ever, cussing Sam out from a side, the only thing he could make out of his dad's drunken slur, was that Dean has left him as well, but he had no information on were he is or what he's doing!
The beeping sound on his phone, breaks his thoughts, 'Hey babe, have a great day, you've got this, I'm so proud of you, I love you' he loved getting texts from Amy, always telling him that, she's proud of him, and that she loves him, it gives him always that little extra nudge, to do better. Just quickly texting her back, 'Love you too babe, xoxo' before he dials, Detective Novak back.
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As she walks in the big hospital doors, she reads Sam's text, she smiled, saying underneath her breath ''oh the love I have for that giant man'' walking towards the doctor's lounge, the charge nurse approaches her, her short platinum blonde hair, nicely styled with her longer side bangs, pinned behind her ears, making her high cheekbones more prominent, her olive-green eyes, sparkling and her full lips are turned upwards revealing a big smile, her voice sing-songs ''Hello Doctor Summers''
Her smile still evident on her face showing the dimples, ''Morning Nurse Brown, don't you look full of energy''
''You would be too Amy, George asked me last night to marry him'' she cheered, showing her the princess cut diamond ring on her slender finger.
Excitement in her voice, ''Ada that's amazing, congrats, I'm so happy for you'' pulling her into a celebratory hug.
''Thank you, it was so romantic, tell you all about it over coffee'' she claimed
''Looking forward to it, Nurse almost Tucker'' she mocks
Only hearing the sing-song laughter as she walks towards the ER, thinking to herself, Ada Brown, is the only real friend she has in the whole hospital, for some reason, she's the only one who could see through her cold exterior, and even though she was reluctant letting a co-worker become a friend, Ada stuck by her side in the four years, she's been working here, and some where along the line, they became like sisters, of course the other staff, has no clue how the friendly outgoing nurse, can be friends with the cold doctor, but if anyone, tries to tell her about how cold and rude Amy is, she'll just shake her head, letting them know, ''you don't know her like I do''
Tying her hair up into a high ponytail, pinning her bangs back, so it doesn't fall in front of her eyes, as she works, reveals her delicate face. Walking out of doctor's lounge with her dark blue scrubs, hugging her hourglass figure, ready for whatever the day holds. As she walks towards the cafeteria for her fifth, espresso, her pager goes off, running towards the ER, ''Where do you need me Nurse Brown''
''Trauma Bay 3, Dr. Summers'' she expressed
''Got It'' she exclaimed, as she approached, grabbing a pair of medical gloves, observing a older man, eyes open, confused look on his face, her voice low and gently ''hello, I'm Dr. Summers, mind telling what happened''
The man's voice croaky ''I..I can't remember, I were driving and everything went dark''
A smile on her heart shaped lips, ''Okay well let's see what we can do for you'' her fingers gently runs over, the man's bushy brows, ''this is going to need stitches for sure'' holding her finger, ''follow my finger, from the right to the left please'' the man just whines in response, still confused. ''What's your name'' she questioned
''M..Mike, Mike Sanders'' he answered
''Well MR. Sanders, wish we met under other circumstances, but I'll tell you what, once we've done an x-ray to see in you have any fractures, we'll send you for a head CT, I'm also going to run some labs, to see, if we can spot the reason, why you blacked out behind the wheel okay, and then when you come back, we'll have a nice little chat, about how to make you better,'' saying with a assuring smile.
''Sounds good Doc'' he expresses
Once she's done with the stitches, she asks the porters to take him for the other tests. Removing her gloves walking over to the nurses station, ''at least he didn't get to hurt in the car crash''
''Yeah, the medics just said, he slightly crashed into a tree, the bystanders said he went very slow,'' nurse Brown said.
Before Amy could reply a man drenched in blood ran in, holding another man in his arms, unconscious, and bleeding from his neck, ''I need help now'' his rough voice demanded
Amy ran towards them, two others nurses went into the closest trauma bay, to be ready, for what Dr. Summers needs. The man placed the wounded man on the hospital bed, ''He's not breathing, no pulse'' she starts to resituate him, while the other nurse holds pressure on the bullet wound in his neck. The male Nurse let everyone know to stand back, as he places the defibrillator on his chest.
After a few minutes, and no pulse or heart beat rhythm, Doctor Summer calls it. Walking out towards the man, distorted look on her face, her voice apologetic ''Sorry sir, unfortunately he didn't make it, his blood loss was just to severe.''
The man's face hardens his rough voice, almost screaming, ''No! You better save my brother, now!''
''Sir, I'm so sorry for your loss, but, there's nothing else, I can do'' her voice stern
The man glares at her, his eyes frighteningly dark, walking closer towards his brother, but then suddenly he turns around, pulling out a knife, grabbing the doctor from behind, ''save him now dammit'' he orders
Amy just stands there, her heart beating rapidly as she feels the blade's, sharp edges to her neck, piercing the skin, letting the red liquid seep through, barely breathing, scanning the room as everybody's eyes are glued on her, some shocked, some frightened and some even crying a little. He's warm breath sending shivers up her back, as he demands, they save his brother. In a small voice she tries to talk him down, but the security guard getting closer, upsets the man, making him...
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Moonflowers & Werewolves - Chapter 3 🐺🥰
A/N: Awww y'all, chapter Three is here. Yayaness, I had so much fun writing this, one, I hope y'all will love it as much as I do 🥰🐺
Side Note: Thank you, feels so empty🥹, but thank you for every like, comment, reblog even those adorable bugsies just reading, 🥰 it means the world to me.
Warnings: Mentions of blood, severe violence, action, fighting, slight swearing used, hospital scenes, fire.😱 Anything else let me know
"Derek, It's me Argent" he warned
"Dammit Chris" he roared
"We need to get you out of here, now" he demanded
"Yeah about that, I'd might need a little help" he sighed
As Chris glanced over at the werewolf, he saw multiple arrows all over his back. "Wolfsbane" he questioned
"Yeah, most probably" he whined
"I'll hold them back, you make a run for it" he suggested
"Hell no! Your not doing this alone" he replied
"I'm not, I brought some help" he smirked
"He forced me to come, and its not like I had any plans" he said sarcastically
Derek furrowed his brows "Peter?"
"Yes, I've came to save the day once again" he mocked
Derek collapsed to the ground, letting the woman fall out of his arms, his face tired, expression shocked "Madison"
Throwing his hands up in the air "great now we have to save a human"
Growling at Peter "She didn't ask for this"
Looking down at the woman not making a sound, "is she even okay"
"Peter, do not! Of course I protected her" he sneered, giving her a once over, she's unconscious, her heartbeat slowed, catching the whiff of blood, pure human blood, knowing it must come from her, searching for a open wound, "Noooo!" He let out a violent roar, "they've hit her too" glaring at the arrow that's pierced through her chest.
Chris looks over to a defeated looking Derek. "Go on, get her to the hospital now! Me and Peter will hold them down and away from you"
They exchange a concerned look, but then Derek, gathers his last bit of strength, as he gets up, and starts running out of the forest, straight towards the hospital. As far as he runs, with his free hand, he pulls out the arrows from his body, he keeps saying, underneath his breath "I'm so sorry Maddie"
Back into his human form, he runs through the ER doors, glancing over at the nurses station. Melissa sees, him holding the injured woman. ''Derek! Get in here'' gesturing towards an empty bed.
He gently places her on the hospital bed. Feeling weak himself he collapse down in the nearest chair. Grabbing Melissa's arm, ''I need Parrish'' he demanded
Puzzled she looked at him ''I will phone him right away''
His eyes are heavy, his voice painfully low ''Is she going to be okay''
Smiling ''Of course, I'll let a doctor see her immediately''
As Melissa walks out, she almost walks into Parrish, ''What?''
A half-smile on his thin lips, ''I had know Derek needs me''
''Oh yeah, I almost forgot, you get a sort like premonition of these things'' letting out a nervous chuckle, gesturing his in the room.
A determined look on his prominent face as he walks closer towards, the closed door. Already feeling his body heat up, he can honestly say, that with a lot of training him and Cerberus has a mutual understanding, he doesn't take over him so much anymore, he is still conscious enough, to know what his doing.
''Derek'' his voice croaky
''Jordan, I need you too heat up man!'' his brows drew together, his face pain stricken
''No, no way in hell Derek, its too much'' he warned
''Parrish you listen to me, if you don't burn this freaking wolfsbane out of me, my son will have to grow up with out his father'' his voice rough and low
''Fine! but we will need to move you first'' sliding his arm underneath Derek's side, helping him to a stance.
Derek looks over to were Madison lays, underneath his breath he whispers ''please be okay''. As they walk out Melissa and a doctor storms in, to help her, Melissa just gives him a assuring nod in the passing.
As Jordan takes Derek, down to the basement of the hospital, he starts to feel, the poison, getting closer, knowing if it reaches his heart, he'd be dead in a few seconds, ''Now, do it now'' he roared
Parrish, starts to heat up, wrapping his arms, around Derek, his whiskey brown eyes, now a yellow-orange, fire dancing in his pupils.
As the fire engulfs Derek, he roars loudly, his eyes a electric blue, his fangs and claws are out as he can't help but to shift, under this amount of pain. With the flames dancing around there bodies, he can feel the poison burning away. With the last bit leaving his veins, Jordan, lets go of Derek, making him plummet to the ground. The hellhound who was just covered in flames, is now only covered in ash, the only visible sign of fire, is the orange red, rushing through his veins, defining the muscular build.
He picks up a unconscious Derek, carries him towards a empty hospital bed. Letting Melissa know, where he is, he runs to help Argent and Peter. On his way calling his girlfriend,
''Hey babe!'' her voice delighted
''Love, listen I'll explain later, but you need to go and check on Eli, be careful'' he warned
''On my way, you too'' she bolted towards Derek's house, entering through the door, catching a glimpse of three men, probably hunters, cornering Eli, his frightened face is one to much.
''Hey idiots, why don't you pick on someone your own size'' she hissed
Laughing as they walk closer, weapons in hand, ''What are you going to do little girl?'' the giant man mocked.
Getting into a fighting stance, she throws her hands down, letting her short nails, turn into her claws, as she roared it revealed her fangs, her dark brown eyes, now ice blue.
''Oh you must be the were coyote'' the man laughed
Without hesitating she rushed towards the giant man, digging her claws into his forearm, throwing him against the wall. The other two, runs towards her, a older looking man, slices her cheek with a silver knife, ''Argggh'' she groaned, as the younger man, fires his gun, but the bullet misses her by centimeters, hitting a serene painting. Eli runs closer to help, his eyes a slight yellow, but no claws and no fangs. ''Stay back Eli'' she warned
As the three men gathers around her, and Eli, she starts to think of a plan, to overtake them all, not wanting Eli to get hurt she stands in front of him. She growls at them. The men agrees that they should capture the were coyote and the wannabe werewolf, they walk closer and closer, but then all of the sudden a voice makes them turn around.
''Hello Sweetheart, daddy's here'' he mocked as he pounced on the larger man, ripping out some flesh, the man scream in agonizing pain, but Peter just knocks him out with a jab to the jaw.
Malia just rolls her eyes, sarcasm, evident ''Thanks for the help daddy dearest'' as she picks up the younger man and throws him into the kitchen, his body hitting the island, blood pulsing down the back of his head. Eli grabs a chair, smashing it over the older man's head. As the three stood there, glancing at there handiwork, Eli, looks at Peter and Malia, ''Where's my dad'' he asked
Before Peter could answer, Jordan crashes through the door, in his arms Chris Argent, his voice hoarse ''he's been shot, it's bad, we need to get him to the hospital'' they all hurried, jumping into the jeep, speeding up the street, towards the hospital. Then out of nowhere, a truck hits the side of the jeep, making it spin out of control and flipping it on its side.
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Hurting Angel - Chapter Three 💓🐞
Summary: Did Crowley kidnap her daughter? Does he have a good side, or is it all bad!.
A/N: Oh yay, I just love writing about this man, starting to become a Crowley girlie for sure, let me know what you bugsies think, and once again, thank you for every like, reblog and message. much love🐞❤️💕 🐞
Warnings: Angst, A Lot of Angst! 🤔 Sorry about that😱 Also, some comfort and funny moments
Word Count: 1691
Cover Art: Done by me 🐞 and the pic's from Pinterest and Canva 💕
Characters: Crowley, Bridget York, Lainey York, Doctor❤️
Tiny little hands tugging at her, lets her open her heavy eyelids, her eyes still a little puffy of the sleep, not recalling where she is, she looks over to the young voice, big brown eyes, glancing at her, her voice angelic ''Mommy! Mommy'' the little girl with her cute round face and short little legs makes her way up the bed, plunging down, to her side, her voice brittle, ''Lainey?''
The little girl squeals as she get lifted up in the air, his deep English accent, warning in a gentle way ''don't hurt your mom now'' her eyes widens as she realizes what's going on, filled with anger ''let my daughter go''
Placing her down, throwing his hands in the air, ''Listen Bridget Love, I just don't want your little one to hurt you''
Holding her hand out to the five year old, ''come here sweetie'' trying not to reveal the fear and anger in her voice, the little girl runs towards her, a confused look on her little round face, ''it's okay sweetie'' glaring at him, her blue eyes piercing through his dark brown orbs, ''how, how do you know my name?''
A smirk forming on his lips, ''Love, I have many connections, it was easy to find out who you were, and you were so worried about your daughter that, I had to find a way to get her too you!''
''So what you kidnapped my daughter from her school?'' her lips pursed
''Not me so to say, I have men who does it for me'' a smug grin plastered on his face.
Holding Lainey close to her now, ''I hate you! Let us go'' she demanded
The man gaggles a bit, ''Pick a number and get in line, love, the queue is long''
Not amused by his answer, she shifts on the bed, feeling the pain pulsing on her side, her voice flat ''what do you want from us''
Inspecting the woman with her blue eyes, her blonde medium length hair, revealing the slight friction from the pillow, her face elegant but strong, her plum lips, pursed together, the little brown eyed girl, with the two brown pig tails safely tugged behind the woman's arms, his heart, flutters a little, but he shakes the feeling, without a single word he just leaves.
Sighing she checks Lainey out, trying to make sure she's okay. ''Are you okay sweetie''
The little one just nods her head, ''yes mommy'' she searches her mother's face, her brown orbs as big as they can get, ''mommy''
''Yes sweetie''
''Why don't you like the funny sounding man'' she questions
''Well honey, it's grown-up stuff, okay'' she smiled
Folding her arms, her little face very serious, ''Well I like him'' she claims
Letting out a little laugh, ''honey, you like everyone''
She puffs her chest, ''not everyone, I don't like Jimmy, he's just mean''
She can't help but to laugh at her daughter's face, ''I know sweetie, how could I forget''
As he stands out side the room, waiting for the doctor to show, he hears the room that is now filled with laughter, ''it sounds like heaven'' he mumbles underneath his breath.
''Good morning, boss'' the doctor greeted
''What's so good about it'' he sneered, his usual comment not quite reaching his eyes, as they seem a little lighter than normal.
The old man laughs, as he knocks on the door, announcing his entrance, ''Good morning you two'' he greeted
The young woman's face went from smiling to immediate disgust. ''Hello'' she hissed
''Hey little one, why don't you go outside for a little while, okay, I just want to check on mommy'' he asked
Looking over at her mom, and after she nods, giving the go ahead, she jumps off the bed, announcing ''I'm going to play with Cowley''
Bridget lets out a giggle, ''it's Crowley sweetie''
Pointing her finger at her mom, ''I know, that's what I said'' then she runs off screaming ''Cowley, Cowley''
Taking a deep breath, focusing on the doctor's aged face, anxiously she asked ''doc, why is he holding us hostage.''
The old man, gives her a smile, ''Bridget, he's not keeping you hostage, he's keeping you safe''
Amused she lets out ''safe? safe from what exactly?'
Seriousness in his voice ''from the men who did this too you, by now they know who you are, a up and coming famous reporter, they would want to silence you and most probably your little girl too, just because they can, remember, they must've had your purse''
His words drenching into her mind, ''wait what! your actually serious, that's just great, that's just marvelous'' screaming now, ''I didn't ask for any of this''
''I know you didn't, and I'm truly sorry, you had to go through it, but we just want to help, I promise'' he assured.
''Urghhhhh! Can't life just give me a break'' the frustration building up inside her, trying to fight back the tears, enraged she shouts at the poor old man ''LEAVE! GET OUT DAMMIT''
Crowley comes running in, ''What the hell, is going on here?'' he questioned, glaring over at her, then the doctor he gestures to the old man, he should leave a little while.
She gets up to a standing position, still dressed in the button-up shirt. ''I want you all to leave me the hell alone'' she sneered
He walks closer towards her ''listen here now, you little ungrateful ...'' he bites his bottom lip in order to stop him, from saying something horrible, instead he looks into her ocean blue eyes, ''The doctor just wants to help you''
''I know'' she snaps at him
''Then let him, dammit'' he demanded
She squeezed her eyes shut, in order to fight the burning of the tears, threating to spill over the edges.
His voice loud and deep ''Look at me dammit, you will listen to what he says''
Her eyes flung open, eyeballing the man, with his dark hair, and strong face , her voice brittle and shaky ''why'' is all she lets out
''Because....'' he couldn't even finish the sentence when she just chipped in.
''Why'' her voice breaking now ''why me, why did they have to do this to me''
He strides closer to her, feeling a little uneasy as she sways from side to side. Trying to think of a right answer, but then he sees the flood of tears running down her delicate cheeks.
Her voice barely audible ''I'm not a bad person, why do life keep testing me''
Her little body trembles with every sniffle and tear, he can't help it, he gently pulls her closer to his chest, his chin on the crown of her head, his hand caressing her hair, it seems like the embrace gave her the permission to break, perhaps the initial shock of the events that lead up to this point, needed an outlet.
Hearing his heart beating, feeling his arms around hers, the gentle stroking of her hair, as she just stood there sobbing, who would've known, that she'd find comfort in the arms of 'the devil' the aroma of cloves and pine, hits her nostrils as he held her even closer, a low roar, escapes his lips ''I'll take care of you love, let me please''
She glared up at him through her thick lashes, a soft whisper, rolls over her lips ''Okay, I'll let you'' he looked at her surprised, she can hardly believe it herself, but for some reason, he made her feel safe.
Glancing down at her, he felt the urge to taste her lips, to hold her and never let her go, but how could that be, he's only known her for a few days, he can already tell this woman, isn't a human being, but rather an angel, getting angry at himself, for feeling so out of control, he lets go of her, placing her down on the bed, his eyebrows furrowed together, his voice deep and flat again, ''You will listen understood'' he demanded.
Shocked by the sudden coldness, she couldn't even form words, to reply. She just sat there the dampness still visible on her face. She knew despite the fact of his attitude towards her now, that'd he wouldn't hurt her or Lainey , and with knowing that , she can start the recovery process, because she's going to nail these bastards, they can't just go around butchering people.
The doctor comes in again, smiling, ''let's check you out, what do you say''
Just nodding she smiles ''Where's Lainey?''
Laughing ''She made new friends with the chef, and she's eating a cookie''
''Thank you, and sorry'' she mumbles
''Don't mention in, now come on, get yourself comfortable, you shouldn't strain yourself so much'' he advised
''I won't,'' smiling now, ''I never said thank you for saving my life''
''Thank you, but mostly it was that somber man, who did the saving, I just did the stitching'' he lets out a gaggle
''Well thanks anyway,'' fighting to keep her eyes open, ''why do I feel so tired''
The doctor explains away, but soon realizes she dozed off. He laughs when he sees the tough man he knows as the Boss, the Devil, whatever you want to call him, gets dragged in by a five-year old , a big smile on her face, her little cheerful voice, brightens the room ''Mommy needs a cookie too''
Crowley goes down too the little one's height, in a soft compassionate voice ''mommy is very tired, and she's sleeping now, why don't we put her biscuits down here, okay, she can eat them later'' he takes the crumbled biscuit and places it down on the bedside table, as he turns to face the little girl again, so that he can maybe find something to distract her, so that she doesn't bother Bridget, but what his faced with, lets a smile pull at his lips, Lainey, climbed up the bed, next to her mother, and in her embrace the little one's eyes were closed as well, both mother and daughter drifted off to sleep. Taking one of the blankets, he tugged them in snugly. He walks away into the hallway, realizing that those two is tugging at his heart-strings, and he doesn't like it one bit, he is alone for varies of reasons. And with those thoughts tumbling around in his mind he walks into his office, closing the door behind him.
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Hurting Angel - Chapter Two 🐞🥹
Crowley x Reader
A/N: Hey my bugsies, for some kind of reason I just love writing about Crowley, I hope you all enjoy it just as much 🐞🥰
Side Note: Thanks for all the love and support 🐞🥰🩷🧡❤️
Warnings: Violence, mentions of blood and medical equipment, some light swearing, punching, mentions of weapons if anything else let me know.🥰🐞
''What was that noise?'' he demanded
As the man walks closer towards his bodyguards, he sees the car, with the woman inside, her face on the steering wheel, blood streaming down her side, lifting a brow ''well are you two just going to stand there, or remove the woman from the car?''
''Sorry boss!'' he mumbled, the two remove the woman gently from the vehicle, thinking the injuries she sustained, is from the car crash, they drag her onto the grass.
Glancing at the woman's body, kneeling down to check for a pulse, she's breathing, but barely, scanning over her body, her skin color is pale, some open gashes on her face, her body covered in what looks like a comforter, the left side is drenched in blood, his fingers slowly unravels the comforter from her, exposing the sowed up gash, blood coming from the wound, let's him know its, not older than a few hours maybe.
Removing his black tailored suit jacket, applying pressure, his voice bitter, ''You minion'' showing towards the shorter bodyguard ''get Doctor Pierce, on the phone, tell him its urgent'' cocking his head towards the taller guy, ''You clear the dining room table''
''But Sir, shouldn't we call 911'' he stutters
''I said now, fool!'' he sneered
He cradle's the woman in his arms gently, carrying her towards the dining room table, placing her down softly, still applying pressure, he feels her body moving underneath his hands, he's voice low ''lay still love'' hearing her whine and whimper, ''I know your in pain, help is coming soon'' observing her face, the color around her plum lips, turning slight bluish, her eyes, half way open, but tired, trying to soothe the pain she must be in, he thumbs away the stray tear running down her cheek.
The rising and falling off her chest is getting slower and slower, till there's no movement in sight anymore. ''Where the hell is the doctor'' he shouts, ordering one of the men to hold pressure on the wound as he starts chest compressions, he does not stop despite the sound off her ribs cracking underneath his hands.
Not taking sight of the older man entering his house, finding his way towards the dining room table, the things that man has seen, the wounds he healed, the bullets he removed, the men he couldn't save, always on stand by for the devil, of course he'll complain about it, but in all honesty this man, everyone believes to be so evil, gave him purpose again. Walking towards in he surely didn't expect a woman laying on the table and Crowley administering CPR. Jumping right into action, ordering the men to unpack everything, all while scolding them, for not explaining the whole situation on the phone.
What seems like hours, he finally stabilized the woman, after doing a life blood transfusion from Crowley to the woman, luckily he's blood group is 'O' which makes him a universal blood donor. Removing the gloves from his hands, shaking his head, ''The fact that there's people in this world that will purposely butcher people to make money, sickens me'' his voice revealing the frustration.
''Hey Doc, how is she,?'' his voice tight
''Truly only time will tell, I can't simply give you a straight answer, there's a chance that the wound might get infected and she'll need to take immunosuppressant's for quite a while, hoping it works well, she'll live a normal life with just one kidney, but there can be complications.'' he sighs
Mumbling underneath his breath ''when I get ahold off these animals I will unleash all hell on them'' his eyes darker than normal.
A half-smile on the doctors face ''I will get the required medication she needs tomorrow''
''Thanks Doc, you will will be well reimbursed for everything'' he confirmed
''The only payment I need is for her to get well again,'' he announced
The two men sat at her bedside, not really saying anything, just keeping an eye on the fragile human being, hoping she pulls through. Every now and then the Crime Boss gets up and walks around making calls arranging that the car she came with, will be destroyed, as well as phoning all his contacts, so that he can figure out what organization or syndicate is into organ trafficking, its his streets and there are damn rules the people around him needs to stick too. No human or organ trafficking is allowed.
Opening her eyes, turning her head to the sunrays, pushing threw the opening in the thick dark blue curtains, the windows is gigantic, her head is spinning, not fully comprehending where she's at, glancing down, her body is tugged underneath a thick blanket, removing her arms slowly, something pulls at her skin, focusing on her hand now, inspecting the needle that's inserted into a vein, that's attached to a tube-like cable, going up the way to a drip, with her free hand she removes the blanket exposing her body in an oversized buttoned up shirt, there's cables that's sticking to her chest, glaring over to the side off the bed, there's monitors, with readings of heart beats per minute, what looks like blood pressure and something else.
Still a little hazy, she tries to remember what happened, and like waves it come crashing to her, the bar, the bathtub with ice, the open gash on her side, the car she stole, the crash, and then the men with guns, by now, the alarms on the monitors are alerting everyone that her blood pressure is skyrocketing, her stomach is turning, her breathing rapid, she pulls at the chords, removing it, from her chest, then tugs at the needle in her hand, quickly sliding out of the queen size bed, the oversized shirt, hanging loosely over her thighs, tiptoeing through the room, until she comes in front of the wooden door, she hears fast paced footsteps coming closer, searching in the room for something, to her left she sees a vase, grabbing ahold of it, she stands against the wall, as soon as the door opens, she hits the back of a grey man's head.
Not wasting anymore time, she starts running, the adrenaline too much, to think about the pain, she needs to get away, not a single clue of where to go, she runs down the stairs, hoping to find the way out, to find safety. Her feet brushes the last step, tilting her head to the right , there's what seems like to be a dining room and then towards her left, there it is, the big entry way, double wooden doors, she takes off towards the door, but all of the sudden she feels strong arms grabbing ahold off her from the back, a British accent that leaves her cold.
''Where do you think your going?'' he questioned
Her voice throaty ''Let me go you freak''
''Calm the hell down, and I just might'' he expressed
A muscle in her jaw tightened as she gritted her teeth. ''Fine''
He let her down easy, afraid to hurt her. She turns around taking in the man, his hair dark, his eyes even darker, and without any warning she balls a fist, punching him in the jaw. He doesn't even stumble backwards, instead he smiles, as he licks off the drop off blood that formed on his lips, shocked she balls her fists again, before she could punch him again, he grabs ahold off her wrists, his voice, husky, ''Is this the thanks I get for saving your life love''
Her eyes wide, her breath shaky. ''For all I know you have some hero complex, first you butcher me, then save me, and then you keep me alive as part of a sick game.''
A giggle escapes his lips, ''Aren't you a clever one''
''Let me go, and I won't call the cops, I have people looking for me, so it'd be better for you if you let me go'' she demanded
''Oh love, lets face it, no-one is looking for you, you've been here for four days, and there's no missing person reports, of anyone matching your description.'' he hissed
Her eyes wells up with tears, ''W...what do you mean four days?''
''The doctor can explain why, but yes four days'' his voice low
Tears running down her face, ''You need to let me go, my daughter s...she's probably thinks I abandoned her, please just let me go, I won't report it.''
The sadness and fear in her eyes, gives him a sharp pain in his chest, his voice, soft and low ''Let the doctor check you out first please, then we can go get your daughter'' he lets go of her wrists.
''No, I'm not coming back here, and I'm definitely not bringing my daughter here.'' she exclaimed
''Listen I understand why you might feel I'm the bad guy, but I'm not, not entirely anyway'' he smirked
Before she could say anything else, she feels a pinch of a needle in her neck, making her limbs go numb. Before she crashes to the ground, the British man with his dark eyes catches her. The last thing she heard was the man letting out laugher as he said, ''she's got you good Doc'' before everything went dark.
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Moonflowers & Werewolves - Chapter One 🌕🐺
Derek Hale x Reader (Madison Wells)
A/N: Alohaz my dearest bugsies, this little teen wolf magic was requested (I sure do hope you enjoy it bugsie) I'm quite excited to see were it goes.🐞❤️
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Warnings: It is Sci-fi, Fantasy, Horror so there can be a little of everything.
''Good morning class'', her fruity voice washes over the class of high scholars,'' I'm Miss Madison Wells, but y'all can call me Miss Wells''.
''Good morning Miss Wells'', the whole class sang.
''I will be your new English Literature teacher, and I'm sure we are going to have a great school year. Before we start our first class, I want to lay down some ground rules''.
The bunch of teen-agers start to chatter underneath each other.
''Now settle down class'', with a stern look on her beautiful face. Rules is as follows, picking up some white chalk, writing as she speaks,'' 1. There will be no speaking during tests, 2. There will be no mocking or calling out others, 3. There will be toleration of bullying whatsoever, and the most important rule, 4. Always feel free to come and talk to me, if you don't understand a question, or if you need someone to talk too''.
Glancing over the classroom, "okay kids, now that we set some rules, I need each and everyone of you to write down, your favorite quote, and give me a summary of why it's your favorite, it can be from someone famous or a close friend, or loved one, when your done, please place it, in this box on my desk" she stated.
Deep in thought while the kids are doing their assignment, thinking back at why she took this job in a town called beacon hills of all places.
"I walked in on them mom, Tom and that... That," she bites her tongue, in order to silence herself from saying something horrible.
"Honey I'm so sorry, I always told you his no good" the much older woman replied.
"Mom, really, now is not the time, I don't need I told you so, I need a hug, and a new life" her voice brittle
Her mom just pulled her closer, and she cried, Tom choose that blonde over me, mom, five years of marriage, just gone.
''What am I going to do now? How do I move on from here? How do I heal my broken heart? How do I get over this mom? How do I trust again?.
The ringing of the school bell, breaks her thoughts, quickly drying off the stray tear, turning towards the kids "okay class, tomorrow we start by reading Hemingway" Giving them a heartwarming smile. "I'll leave you with a little something from Him 'Mistakes are proof that you're trying' so go out today knowing that your trying, have a great day further" her fruity voice fills the classroom.
Gathering all her stuff, in her big tote bag, walking out of her classroom, still trying to figure out where everything is, she came through on Saturday, so she still needs to unpack, and figure out the town, the shops and so on.
Walking past the boys lockers room, hearing there laughter, then glancing through the nearby window, "never have I ever heard of Lacrosse where I come from I know about football and baseball" saying underneath her breath.
"You look a little lost" his smoky voice makes her turn around.
Looking up at the man with his broad shoulders towering over her, a smile on his lips, dark hair and a trimmed dark beard with silver here and there, enhancing his already amazing jawline, his green-hazel eyes friendly. "Yeah, I feel a little lost'' smiling I'm still trying to figure out where everything is" she exclaims
"Oh! You must be the new English literature teacher? I'm Eli's father, Derek Hale, if he gives you any trouble let me know" he chuckles
"Nice to meet you Derek, I'm Madison Wells, and yes it's my first day" a smile on her pink-stained lips
"Nice to meet you too, Madison, I sure do hope you'll enjoy living here in Beacon Hills, now if you'll excuse me, I have to go and take my son's equipment, that he forgot again" he expressed
"Kids always forget things, good luck and hope you have a lovely afternoon" she laughs a little. As he walks into the boys lockers room, she walks down the hallway, to her car.
"Eli, you forgot your stuff at home" he said with smile
''Thanks dad, I cannot believe I forgot it again'' laughing a little.
''Enjoy practice son, I need to get back to work.'' gesturing a goodbye
As he walks to his Chevrolet Camaro, he catches a glimpse of the new teacher, her long brown hair, soaking up the sunshine revealing the light brown highlights dancing in the wavy lengths. She has friendly hazel-brown eyes and a breathtaking smile, and a beautiful voice, remembering, the shiny diamond ring on her left finger, her husband is one lucky man. Shaking his head at his own thoughts, ''What is the matter with me, I don't even know her, but there's something about Madison Wells that's just so inviting'' clicking his tongue at himself.
Walking into her new rental home, the boxes all over makes her sigh. ''Who would've thought at my age I'll start over, new job, new town, divorced. I need a glass of wine and some pizza before I start unpacking of what's left of my life.'' she sighed.
The door bell rings, ''yay, my pizza has arrived'' she yelps.
''Here you go miss'' handing her the box.
Giving the young man , with his brown hair, hanging over his ears, the money, realizing its one of the students, she met today. ''Thank you, Eli right?''
His voice, sounded surprised, ''Oh sorry Miss Wells, I didn't recognize you''
A nervous chuckle escapes her lips ''Yes I look like a mess, busy unpacking and all''
''Not what I meant, you look beautiful'' his cheeks turning a bright red
Laughing ''Thank you Eli''
Rubbing the back of his neck, ''So where neighbors then, me and my dad lives right across the street''
''Oh okay! That's nice to know'' she exclaims.
''Speaking of my dad, I need to get home, this was my last delivery, goodbye miss Wells'' he shouts while walking off.
''Bye Eli'' waving then closing the door. ''Oh that's just lovely, the first day already and one of my students seen me looking like a mess, what is the parents going to think.''
After eating a slice of pizza she, walks to her suitcase, taking a hoody, thinking she needs to go for a run, it always clears her head.
After locking the door she starts to slowly jog, seeing Derek and Eli Hale sitting at the dining room table, enjoying dinner.
That's how my life was supposed to be, a happy little family, if only Tom wanted kids, but no! Thinking back now, I'm actually glad we never had kids, imagine the pain they would be feeling when we went through the divorce. Not realizing that she ran into the woods she came to a stop, when almost tripping over a log.
''Yikes! That was close'' she murmured Glancing up at the sky, its full moon, ''Wow! its breathtakingly beautiful'', walking a little closer to the edge, finding a place to sit, trees and stars as far as you can look. With the wind blowing in her face, only then she realizes the wet stains on her cheeks.
A creaking sound of sticks and leaves, breaks her gaze, ''anyone there'' voice shaky ''hello'' hearing a thudding sound coming closer, getting to a stand, ''hello'' her hands trembling, glaring over the side of the bushes where the eerie sound comes from, seeing the deepest, brightest bluest eyes she's ever seen.
''What, its a damn wolf'' she stutters. The wolf walks closer and closer, to almost where she stands. ''What do I do'' saying shaky. The whimpering of the wolf leaves her trembling, the big, black wolf looks straight into her eyes and then he...
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Paintbrushes & Romance - Part 19
"Look what you did," Dean hissed.
Benny smirks," not what I did Dean, its what you said." Dean glares at him, like he is thinking about killing him.
"Like I am going to take advice from you, what you've known her a few months! I've known her for years."
"No Dean, I've known her for a year and a half to be precise, I was there when she Overdosed, when she went through withdrawal, when she barely spoke, or ate, I was there!, not you," his voice getting angrier with every word.
Shock on Dean's face," what do you mean she overdosed? She never told me that, she just said she had a problem with pain meds."
"I'm not surprised", he said low, "when she was going through the withdrawal she, would call your name over and over, then when she got better, she'd sketch and paint, an image of you over and over. She truly adored you, so to answer your previous question, yes I knew who the hell you were, when you showed up at the diner with Jodie, to do the drug bust."
Dean's nostrils flare," and why didn't you say anything, or better yet, why did you take the bullet that was meant for me.?"
"Don't you get it Dean?, I took the damn bullet for you, so that she wont loose you, it will shatter her very being. That beautiful woman, loves you, she chose you, she didn't choose me, I wish she did, but she didn't. I knew from the start, her heart belonged to you, I just had the pleasure of caring about her for a while, and yes, I did love her, hell! I still love her, but I know she'll always choose you, why I don't know because you are a selfish jerk, you know that."
Dean flinches at his words, not because he was angry, but merely because, he realized Benny was right. He didn't deserve her, and he'll be damned if he ever forgot that, and to be honest he didn't get angry at what they had, hell he's done worse, but knowing Benny is so different from who he is, Benny isn't so angry at world, like he can be sometimes, and in his heart he knows that Benny is a good man, hell just by standing here, taking the punch and not throwing one back he's proven he is the better man.
Benny's deep voice brings him out of the trans he was just in.'' Look man, if you need to punch me again, I'll stand here, I will take it, and I won't fight back, but you have to promise me one thing!''
Dean's face puzzled when he asked,'' what is that?''
''Promise me, you'll take care of her, protect her, but never control her, because if I ever find out you took your anger out on her, there will be no place for you to run or hide, I will find you, and I promise I will kill you'', his eyes grey, and his voice deep and low.
Dean, smirks a little,'' first of all, I will never hurt her and secondly I should beat the crap out of you for threating me right now, but I won't, because I can see you care about her deeply, even though it bothers me, that she has loved anyone else other than me, I'm glad she has you, and I know that, if anything ever happens to me, you will be there to help her through it.''
Not expecting the sudden change of heart, he only utters, ''deal.''
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She drove back into town, wanting to get away from the fighting, arguing and what the hell ever was about to happen. It was probably so idiotic of her to leave the two men, back home, but they need to sort this shit out, and she's not going to be in the middle of all of this. ''I'm too freaking exhausted for this'', she whispers.
Finding a parking spot, she shuts down the chevy's engine, texting Eileen if she is also at the Doctor's office. She's been not feeling herself for a few weeks, and decided to visit Dr Stone on Monday, and he called this morning, saying she should pay him a visit, she told her best friend and well she insisted to be here, and frankly she was happy she offered, Eileen waved her down from a few parking's over, fast walking towards her, Eileen looked at her, concern on her face, ''what's wrong honey she signed''.
Telling her everything that just went down, Eileen insisted she will let Sam take a look if the two men is still alive.'' Dammit Eileen, how is that Dean doesn't know that I would choose him a million times over. Yes stuff did happen between me and Benny, I still deeply care about him, But I love Dean, why I don't even know, if he acts like this he makes me so furious''.
Eileen gives her assuring smile,'' we'll figure it out, okay, but first let's go in, and see what is so important that he had to tell you in person,'' holding your shaking hand.
Biting your bottom lip, you just nod and walks in, thinking that everything was going so well, you were happy and know? what disaster is about to threaten your lives now.
''Hello, please take a seat, I've called you in here today, so that we can discuss your test results'', saying with a small smile.
''Give it to me doctor Stone''. you heard him saying ''after all the tests they've done, one test came back positive'', but by then your heart sank, thinking the worst. Not really catching what he said. Looking over at Eileen, signing to you,'' its going to be okay'', you only heard Doctor Stone, saying ''my assistant will book a follow up appointment''.
Trembling, Eileen helps you up, helping you out of the Doctor's office, sitting you down in the closest chair she can find, cupping your face, so she can get your attention,'' its going to be okay''. Helping you breathe, letting you know what the doctor, really said, you look at her wide eyed, signing to her, ''if she is sure'', Eileen just nods.
Getting up on your feet, walking in by doctor Stone confirming what Eileen just told you, you walk out, feeling a bit better. Hugging your best friend, thanking her for the support. Eileen asked you if you wanted to grab a drink, sit down and chat, but you just said ''rain check''.
After this emotional day you had, you are bone tired, the only thing you want to do, is curl up in bed and sleep. Even if it means if you had to chase Dean and Benny out of the house. Pulling into the driveway, you spot Sam's pick-up truck.
Filling your lungs with some extra air you breathed in, chewing on your bottom lip, not sure what to expect, you open the door. The sight of the three men sitting laughing, each with a beer in hand, makes you burst out in tears.
Dean's the first one to see you standing there,'' hello sweetheart'', he walks closer, slightly adjusting you so that the two of you stand on the porch, placing his hand on your cheek, thumbing away your tears, is gruff voice low,'' I've been a jerk, I am so sorry for saying your mine, like your an object, your not, thank you for choosing me, I've come to realize that it was my own insecurities that came to surface, when lashing out towards Benny. I'm not really angry at you''.
Tears still spilling over the edges of her beautiful eyes, her voice brittle,'' really?''
The soft kiss Dean places on her lips, reassures her.
Looking up into his much calmer emerald eyes, ''Dean there's something you need to know'', her voice shaky.
Dean looks concerned, ''out with it sweetheart'', holding her hands in his.
''The last few days, I haven't been feeling myself, so I made an appointment on Monday to see Doctor Stone, and he called me back today, and that's where I was. I got the results of the tests his done''.
A smile tugging at her lips, her voice sweet like honey, ''Dean Winchester, how do you feel about changing your name too Daddy?''
''What? Do you mean,'' his voice heavy.
''Yes babe, we are going to be parents'', her smile spreading across her face.
''I'm going to be a father?'' his eyes showing the emotion. He picks her up, swirling her around, then placing her down gently. Her laughter fills his ears,'' I'm going to be a dad, sweetheart!'' he exclaimed. This is the best news ever. He kisses her, holding her tightly to his chest, he has always dreamed of this day, settling down with the woman he loves and wants to grow old with, kids running around playing, working on there last nerve. How is it that this amazing, angel has giving him, more than he could ever deserve.?
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Hurting Angel - Chapter One 🥰
Crowley x reader (also known as Bri)
Chapter One 🐞
A/N: Hey my bugsies, so this was requested by a beautiful anonymous bugsie, I sure do hope y'all are going to enjoy this series...🥰💓
Side Note: Let me know what y'all think, also thank you all for the support - also all my stories can be found on watpad aswell.🥹🤭
Warnings: Blood, thriller, horror, sarcasm, mentioning of guns, if there's anything else, let me know... Much love "Nesca" 🐞
Go on a blind date they said, it'll be fun they said. You need to get out more Bri, they said. " Remind me again why I agreed to download the stupid dating app, signing up for it in the first place was crazy, damn freaking nuts. "
Stirring the drink at the bar, not really feeling like drinking, but hey its a bar, its what your supposed to do right!
The bartender basically screaming over the loud music, 'you okay miss?'
"Yeah of course never been better, love getting stood up," her lips pursed
The barman didn't quite know how to answer that, so he just walked further down to the other end.
Irritated about the fact you got stood up and that it bothers you a tiny bit, you pull out your phone, texting the babysitter, asking if everything is still alright, with Lainey.
The text came through, "Little Lainey is watching my little pony and she already had her dinner, enjoy yourself a bit darling" Mrs Anderson is the only person she trusts with Lainey. Biting her lip, maybe I should stay a little longer, just enjoy myself for awhile, unwind, the story about the biggest crime syndicate is really taking over my damn life, I'm this close, mimicking with her index finger and thumb, to uncovering the face behind the leader, his code name "The Devil" a crooked smile on her lips, its such a stupid nickname, like are the people supposed to be immediate, well like yeah, here comes the little red man, with his pointy tail and ears, with his little pitch fork, all I know for sure is his name is Crowley, and he goes by the devil, as for how he looks, I'll find that out very soon, well as soon as my source comes through anyway.
''Drinking alone and looking as beautiful as you, is just a crime'' the silvery voice says, breaking her out of her deep thoughts. Turning her head to the barstool next to hers. ''Oh really? last time I checked there's a lot worse crimes in this world'', sounding a little more snarky than she intended. The man with his neatly combed over blonde hair and blue eyes laughs, ''not in the mood for company?''
''In all honesty, not if your going to tell me cheesy pick up lines all night'' she sighed.
''Your safe, I promise, that was my last, you have my word'' he laughed
''Okay good! Then your more than welcome to join me,'' sounding inviting
The man, asks for the bartender to give them two more, of whatever she's having. After getting your drinks, the two of you talked, not really exchanging names, merely about how noisy it is, and the fact that, they both got stood up. Still laughing and having fun, some guy bumps into your chair, letting your handbag fall to the ground. ''Hey! Look where you going buddy'' she warned. The guy just gestures a sorry and keeps on stumbling further.
''This place is getting to crowded, I'm going to head home, as soon as I finish the last few sips'', she expressed
''Leave now? We are just getting to know each other'', his silvery voice, sounded so smooth.
''Biting her lip, yes thank you for the nice chat'' getting up, to only fall back again, holding her head in her hand, "oh wow, how is it possible that I feel so lightheaded, I had two drinks," everything is spinning, my body feels so numb, so outside of myself. Fumbling through her handbag, trying to take her phone. Hearing the bartender say something, the man next to her, sounded so disembodied when he answered, looks like she had a bit to much to drink, I'll take her home, taking ahold of her arm, let's get you home!
Something is wrong, has she been drugged? Trying to get her arms to function to push him away, so that she can get out of his grip, but her body feels weak, her muscles is losing all functionality, as for her eyelids it feels as heavy as stone, she whispers a shaky "no" before everything goes. dark.
Her eyes starting to slightly open, "w..what happened", she mumble's. Glancing over the room, to see if she recognises anything, her view is hazy "where's the man that took her" hearing the dripping sound of water, "it's freezing" breathing heavily, excruciating pain shuttering throughout her body, feeling still slightly numb, tracing her fingers over her abdomen area, her hands trembling when she feels a long incision, and the thread of a wound being closed up, unknowingly tugs at the pointy strand, "what the hell" she gasped.
Forcing herself to see more clearly, glancing down, shaking uncontrollable, her eyes widening, her body is laying in a bathtub covered with ice, some crystal clear, others stained with red, most likely from the blood, still seeping through her left side. "My side its sliced open" she yelled, as if she only realized that what she felt previously was her own body.
Searching across the bathroom, for anything other than the dripping sound and the shaking of her own body, she grabs ahold of the bathtub, her fingers a discoloration of blueish-white, forcing her body over the edge, plumping to the ground, "dammit" she exclaims. Dragging herself across the floor, moaning and whimpering in pain.
Opening the wooden door slowly to peek through, to see if anyone is stil there keeping watch, sighing in relief, "the coast is clear. " Crawling to the edge of the bed, trying to get up, still shaking and weak, she forces herself up, rolling over, taking in a deep breath, her heart is beating rapidly, her throat dry, her voice sounding hoarse. "I need to get to a phone, hospital something"
Grabbing a blanket to wrap up her shaking body, that's only covered in a black sports bra and her black shorts, making her way to a shaky stance. Holding onto whatever she can find as she stumbles out of the room. The bright streetlights making her eyes burn, glaring down the stairs," really the least they could do is butcher me on ground level" irritation in her painstaking voice.
Dragging one foot across the other, down the steel staircase. Searching the parking lot for a vehicle or help of some sort. There in the corner, an old chevy Camaro, "almost there" she sighs.
Pulling the door, praying it isn't locked, "yes, its open" a half smile forming on her tired face. Hoping the keys are still inside, she gets in. "Dammit, no keys, why would it be easy, nothing is every easy" her voice low and weak.
Pulling the ignition with every last bit of strength she has, "need something to strip the plastic covered wires" peeking through the car, in the window hangs a beer opener, reaching for it, taking it to the wires, pulling it across the starter wire, striping the plastic about 1'3 inches back, then doing the same with the battery wire, touching the two ends together, something she learned when she was a teenager, "Come on baby, come, there you go, that's a girl" she whined.
Throwing it in drive, and stepping on the gas, she drives off, leaving a man in her rear view window chasing after her.
Looking at the street signs, trying to read it, but its all a blur, turning down the first left she can find, looks like a residential area, "maybe I can get some help here" she utters desperately.
Feeling the blood rolling down her side onto her thighs, her breathing more shallow and her eyes heavy, knowing she needs help quick! Real quick! Making her foot heavy on the gas, not taking the turn in consideration, she crashes into a wall, making her head jolt to the steering wheel, glancing over the shattered windscreen, at two men with weapons, running towards her, she looses consciousness.
Chapter Two Here 🐞
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Stethoscopes & Triangles - Chapter 3 🐞💕
Sam Winchester x reader
A/N: Wow y'all this one is intense, and a few surprises awaits. Hold on to your seats, its a messy ride 😋
Side Note: Thank you so much for every like and repost, comment and message I really do appreciate all of them, also do not hesitate to give me your opinion... Much love - Nesca 💕🐞❤️
Warnings: Hospital, blood, angst, fear, anything else you know what to do.🐞
Chapter 3 🐞❤️💕
Yank her even more towards his chest, clenching the knife, his knuckles white, as he pushed the knife towards the crook of her neck, piercing the skin even more, she whimpers, as the blade, goes deeper, the man's loud voice as he warns ''do not come closer, or... or the doc gets it'' almost deafening her.
The security guard , putting his hands in the air, as he retreats, not wanting to upset the distressed man any further. ''Good! Get back'' the man warned
While the man, was franticly going on about someone saving his brother, he didn't catch a glimpse of an older man, charging towards him and the doctor, knocking the two of them to the floor. Its the smell of cigarettes and bourbon , coming from the old guy that hits Amy first, then all of the sudden she feels the lukewarm red liquid running down her neck, towards her collar bone. The security guard, comes running closer, quickly taking ahold of his arms, making sure his tied up, he radio's dispatch, letting them know there's been an incident.
Nurse Brown, comes closer towards their position, she gasps as she sees her best friend sitting up, pain evident on her delicate face, her skin color paler than normal. The knife, wedged into her the side of her neck. Her voice shaky ''Amy''
Looking at her best friend, puzzled, shuddering ''I'm Okay''
The older man, gets up, glancing over at the woman, he just rescued. Panicked ''I'm so sorry''
Nurse Brown orders a porter, to run and find Dr. Lafitte the surgeon ''Quickly Dammit'' she shouted.
One of the other nurses, walks closer towards Amy, trying to assist with the situation, some padding already in hand. Amy looks up at the nurse. ''LEAVE IT!'' she warns. knowing one wrong move, and it could worsen the situation. Not moving a muscle she just sits there, her eyes widen ''Ada!''
''Yes sweetie''
Her voice steady, not revealing, how she really feels deep inside, afraid, in pain, distraught and on edge. ''The man who saved me, is he okay?''
In Shock ''what, your worried about him?'' realizing what she just said, glancing towards him ''I'm.. so sorry, I didn't mean it that way''
Gesturing with his hands, that its okay, he walks toward the injured, brave woman. His gruff voice, filled with compassion. ''Hey! Looks like we both had a terrible day,''
A half-smile forms on her heart shaped lips. ''Yeah I guess so, what's your name, and thank you''
''You can call me John'' he smiled showing the lines across his face
''Hi, John I'm Amy, what brings you here today?'' she mumbled
''Need to come in for dialysis, my freaking kidneys gave in a while back, but hey I'm not complaining'' his forehead creased
Her eyes feeling heavy, speech starting too slur ''Shit, sorry''
The man kneels down to her side, seeing she's loosing consciousness, his calloused hands gripping her shoulders tightly, holding her in an upright position.
The last thing she sees, are the concerned brown eyes of the older man, as her eyelids closed.
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Sitting in the theatre hallway, waiting on some news, not really sure if his heart is still beating, it kind of stopped, when he got the call from Ada, that Amy was rushed into surgery, it's all been one big haze, hell he's not even sure, how he got here. His hands are still shaking, from adrenaline, maybe anger, probably both. If he gets ahold of the bastard, he would... biting his lower lip, trying not to go there. Underneath his breath, he lets out a silent whisper ''Please be okay baby, I can't loose you, your the only family I have''
His long fingers, playing with the watch, as he keeps an eye on that door, waiting for news, hoping and praying for the best, but fearing the worst. Feeling a slender hand on his shoulder, noticing it's Ada, ''Hi'' is all he could let out, her green eyes, bloodshot, devastated look on her face, her voice shaky ''Hi Sam, so sorry about Amy''
Stunned he glares at her, his voice barely audible ''Is...Is she?''
''No, no I don't have any news, I'm just sorry about what happened''
Just nodding his head and mouthing a ''thank you'' he focusses all his attention on the door again, waiting for news. It feels like hours when Doctor Lafitte finally comes out, Sam searches his face for any evidence about how the operation went, but nothing, is it a special gift they have, he strides closer to meet the man halfway,
His voice husky ''we were able to repair the damage and close the wound, in the removal of the blade, it nicked an artery, so we had to repair that as well, but she'll make a full recovery, without any foreseen complications.''
Dragging his hands over his tired face, a half-smile on his lips ''Thank you, really, when can I see her?''
''They are just taking her to the ICU, so we can keep an eye on her, but you can go in too see her, Ada will show you the way''
''Thank you, once again'' Sam says passing by him, following Ada.
Stopping in his tracks, observing, her laying there, machines and cables and tubes everywhere. Dragging himself over to her, pulling a chair closer, feeling like his legs, aren't able to carry his weight, he plunges down, grabbing a hold of her hand, his eyes welled up, distress evident in his smoky voice, ''Sweetie, I'm here'' his lips brushing her fingers before he covers her hand in his.
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He walked closer, to were they said Amy's room was, he needs to check in on her, make sure she's okay for himself, and after today he needs a little good news, shaking his head as he allows his thoughts to wander to a earlier conversation with his eldest son ''you know what dad, your upset because I left? You left the day mom died, you were suppose to be our father, instead I was the father.'' he heard the slurring in his son's voice, knowing all too well, how that sounds, trying to warn him about drinking to much, didn't really go well. ''Dammit dad, your one to preach, about drinking! Where do you think I got it from? The only thing I ever got from you is my bad habits, because I sure as hell didn't get any fatherly love, you were so caught up in your own damn world, you forgot you had children'' It's not like his son was wrong, but he hoped, they could build a bond, when he called, with the time he had left he'd wanted to make up, for being so screwed up that, he hoped, maybe his son's would forgive him, but the possibility looked bleak. Shrugging up his shoulders, ''At least I did one good thing, saving a woman, I couldn't save my wife, nor can I save my relationships with my sons, but at least, I weren't completely useless'' he whispered underneath his breath.
Before entering the room, his sees her lying there, as he observes the room, he sees a man with brown, mid-length hair, sitting at her bedside, something about this hunched over man seemed familiar, the man lifts up his head towards her, his face strong, a little bit of stubble covering his chin, towards the side of his jaw, it feels like his heart rejoices and sinks at the same time, yes! it's him, his a lot older, he isn't the boy that went to college, but a man, a fully grown man, shaking his head in disbelief, ''How is this even possible?'' it's him, his youngest son, Sam Winchester, unsure of what to do next, he questions himself ''does he go in, or walk away'' Stepping one foot forward, and then realizing, seeing him, now, there, might be the last thing Sam needs right now, he turns around, walking into the hallway, trying to get away from there as fast as he can, he sees the exit, walking into the dead of night, eyeballing the dark skies, letting out a sigh, somehow he always found comfort in the darkness, as he strides further into the night, he can't wonder if his son's will ever be able to forgive him.
Chapter Four Here ;)
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