#thisismysecrethappyplace

“We need to talk,” you said quietly, taking Fred by the wrist and pulling him gently away from the direction he was going in. He quickly glanced at his brothers walking inside, then gave in. “What is it?” he asked, trying to sound casual, leading a bit further away from the doors to a more secluded part of the garden.

“Exactly, Fred, what is it?” you asked, trying to sound a bit stern, maybe accusing, but the hurt appeared in your voice too, without asking.

He wouldn’t reply, but pretended to be surprised with your question, confused even. It felt almost like a slap in the face.

“You’ve been avoiding me..! On purpose, there’s no way all of that would’ve been just a coincidence…” you accused him, expressing the emotion it has caused you. You missed Fred and you didn’t even know what happened, which led to your mind playing out crazy scenarios.

“No, I wasn’t…” he denied barely audibly, looking away, sounding as if it was a mere formality because he did not believe it himself.

“Fred, what happened? Everything was good and then all of a sudden you start ghosting me. I thought we were closer than that, I missed you. I mean, have I done something wrong?” you asked genuinely. “No, he replied quickly, still unable to look you in the eye.

“Then tell me..!” you pleaded, “Are you going to just keep this up forever, throw me away just like that, without any-” you tried to appeal to him, but were interrupted by Fred smashing his lips into yours out of nowhere, grabbing your waist roughly.

You were shocked at first, but you did not want to let go as you felt he was about to pull away. Placing your hands on the sides of his head, you brought him closer, kissing back passionately. Fred responded to that, deepening the kiss, placing both his hands on your waist, pressing down hard on your skin through your clothes.

“Fred…” you whispered, caressing his shocked face when you both pulled away.

“I’ve been an idiot,” Fred whispered back, more to himself than to you. “...and I thought you wouldn’t want me back,” he added.

The oldest Winchester was glad that they barley had any room or he would have silently been beaten to a pulp. "Do you have your phone? We need back up...there must be around triple the amount of a normal pack has." She muttered to herself. Dean looked at her sheepishly and the anger in her eyes grew brighter. "I left it in baby." He said with a wince. "Y-you left it behind? I'm going to rip a hole in ya before those flee infested mutts can!" Y/n whispered yelled trying to move her arms in vain.

"What about your phone?!" He said trying to shift the blame on her. "Well since you don't remember. You threw my bag into our room breaking it!" She sighed heavily her temper was only rising. "I can take em on,Y/n." Dean defended. "No you can't." She said resting her head on the wall of the wardrobe.

Foot steps made there way up the stairs sound like a couple sets. The noise stopped outside of the room and both hunters strained their eyes to hear them. "I smell something off,Claudette." A young male voice said along with light sniffing. "Clark you're being foolish no one is dumb enough to come here." A female voice scoffed. Y/n looked at Dean and mouthed the words 'Dumbass' making him mouth a 'Fuck you' in return. The foot steps went into the room. "It doesn't smell right in here." The man said walking around. Looking at Dean he had a stupid look on his face and that made her eyes widen as she shock her head. His lips moved counting down from three.

When he got to one the wolves was right in font of the closest doors when they slammed open knocking him on his ass. "CLARK!?" The female said in shock as she rushed over to attack the hunter on top of her pack mate. Dean has wrestled the the now shifting wolf towards the bed and slipped his hand underneath it grabbing his revolver. The barrel was pushed against his chest and was fired. "YOU HUNTER SCUM.!!" She yelled attacking him. Y/n stepped out of the closet and swiftly moved to the other side of the bed to get her shotgun. The women was about to rip into Dean's throat with her claws when the pump of the shotgun made her freeze before she was shot and her body went limp.

Blood painted his face and clothes as he let out a huff,but that was short lived as the rapid stomping of feet rushed up the stairs. "Dear Chuck I hate you." She groaned as the door busted almost of the hinges. There was several werewolves in the doorway and more behind them. Dean and Y/n fought for as long and as hard as they could,but they were out numbered more then they ever have been before. Instead of them getting their hearts ripped out they were both knocked unconscious.

Y/n was woken up by the shouting of Dean. He thrashed in the shared binds uncontrollably trying to get the tall man in front of him to move away. Looking up she can see that another stood before her,but her eyes widen when his sharp fangs dug into her arm. She howled in pain as she regained her senses quickly after that. "Don't worry darling. We'll make sure your well feed." Who can only be the alpha said as the few mutts with them left them tied to a metal pillar in the center of the damp room. They didn't turn the oldest Winchester with their gagged teeth they wanted him to suffer in a different way.

"Y/n/n I'm gonna get us out of this and get you a cure." He said with such confidence,but it only made her angry. "Shut the fuck up! We're in this because of you and you have no one else to blame,but yourself." Her E/c eyes glistened with ushered tears that he couldn't see. Dean was stunned at the back lash. "If you could have just listened to anyone...ANYONE!!! but yourself for two fucking seconds we could have been prepared. You're acting just like John." She paused to breath as a tear rolled down her cheek. "Can't expect help. Have to be all macho and the best there is. Look where that got him!!! Hated by all hunters,putting people he cared about in danger,and getting himself killed." Y/n left the tears slip past down her heated face.

It was Dean's turn to get defensive. "Don't compare me to my dad. I'm nothing like him!" He shouted even though at times he kind of was. "I didn't compare you to him. I said you were acting like him." She said sighing. Y/n contained a groan of pain as she felt her a new set of teeth form within her mouth. "D-dean...you're nothing like John. You've proved to be better man then he ever was,but when you think that only you can carry the weight of the world it puts you in a mind set that you must be the savior." A pained grunt left her throat as her nails were shoved out and replaced with claws. The moon shined through a small slit for a window it was late at night that the sun will soon rise again.

She wanted no needed to confess something to Dean before she turned she couldn't go being pissed at him. "Y/n tell me what to do. What can I do?" He sounded like he was the one who was pained. "I need you to get out of here and live. I'm running out of time and as long as I don't eat a human you'll have a chance to get me cured." She said with a toothless smile there was still something she had to get of her chest before he escaped. Straining her ears she can hear that what was left of the pack was gone to get a large enough meal. "I love you,Winchester. If you come back and I'm too far gone put me down cause I know you will." She said as she used her new claws to cut the ropes. It fell limply on their waists and Dean stood up as Y/n stayed seated.

He handed her her shotgun and he took his own weapon. "I-I love you too,Y/n/n. You'll pull through this you're a Singer." Dean said as he left her behind slipping through the window. He was going to make her proud he didn't listen to her before,but he'll make sure that her words won't fall on deaf ears. Dean went back to their motel room and used his phone to call Sam and Bobby before he prayed to Cas. After the two hunters and angel arrived hours later it was time to save his childhood crush ever since John took them to Bobby's house.

[After Dean left. Back to Y/n]

The moment Dean climbed out of the basement she stood up and went up to the door it was lock. She smiled showing her sharpened teeth grabbing the doorknob she crushed it in her hand making it impossible to unlock. Hours after the impala's loud engine faded away she hear the teen wolf wannabe bastards come back. Y/n sat back down at where she first woke up. She would be damned if she became one of the things she hunted since she was nine.

The door shook violently before the slab of wood was knocked down kicking up dust after it fell down the stair. Spinning the shotgun in her hand she looked up at the dozen werewolves in front of her. "Let's dance." She said with a smirk as her E/c turned golden eyes gleamed with a new fight. Fighting was tough since they've all have feasted on human flesh and were more resilient to her attacks. Y/n had her arms and legs pinned as she thrashed viciously making the supernatural bastards sweat.The alpha of the pack leaned over her head. He tisked at her as he tilted her head to look at him. "Soon pet all that fights gonna leave you. Just take your first meal and be as strong as us." He said brushing his fingers down her cheek. "My what big eyes you have" He teased looking into her eyes. "Better to see you lifeless corpse." She hissed. "What sharp teeth you have."A deep chuckle came from his throat as she tried to bite as his fingers.

He stood up as his ears twitched along with the others. A wolfish grin pulled on her lips as she heard the front door get smashed in. "I think you have company." She said as several of the wolves in human form ran off. "We're not done here pet!" He snapped. "Yes. Yes you are." A voice said from the staircase. Dean stomped down the stairs as havoc continued just a floor above them. He shot the few wolves that stayed in the basement with silver bullet killing them easily in their human forms. The alpha snarled and shifted with the lack of full moon and charged at the oldest Winchester. "I don't need a bloody pack at my defense to make you suffer!" The now fully shifted werewolf lunged forward and started to fight Dean.

Y/n dragged herself to the nearest wall and pulled herself up. There were claw and bite Mark's littering her body she was bleeding so much and was already trying to fight the animalistic urges that started to over power her. It was getting harder and harder especially with the scent of humans near. A spine chilling growl came from the corner of the room. "Dean! How about that cure?!" She yelled fighting herself to not attack him as he fought. "Bobby's looking for the sire and you'll be back to telling me off." He said in response.The wrestling match went on,but it went down to a hand to hand match when Dean's gun was thrown across the room. With quite grunts and heavy breaths the women with (h/c) got up fully and used all the strength left in her to jump on the back of the mutt and fight. If she was going to lose any battle it was going to be on her terms and she refused it to end with the person she loved dead and heartless.

Dean was shocked for a moment before he made his move to grab his gun. He check it and it was empty tossing it aside he looked around for anything with silver that's when he saw it. ~"Hello?! Y/n are you listening?" The young blonde groaned. "Tell me what you're doing again?" The teenager layed across his friends bed as he watches her organizing quarters. "It's for emergency's." She said with a giggle as she puts another roll of coins in the small bag. "What kind of emergency would need hundreds of dollars worth of coins?" He argued sitting up with a sigh. "One day you'll be thankful for thousands of pieces of silver." ~The largest smile grew on his face as he grabbed the bag and Y/n's shotgun and put the now custom bullets of condensed quarters in the barrel. Cocking it he rushes over and shoots the werewolf in the back. Using the second shot he had he fired it in his chest killing the alpha.It was silent for a moment before he pushed the now lifeless body out of the way. Y/n layed there panting and bloody. "Y/n/n I got you. SAMMY! BOBBY!" Dean yelled at the end. Multiple sets of foot steps came down the stairs the older hunter held a syringe of yellow liquid. Pushing the plunger down the hunters sat in silence as they waited for any sign that it worked. Cas came over and healed her wounds as she shot up gasping the claw and bite marks gone.

[Time Skip because filler is boring]

Y/n rested in her bed at the bunker. Her father went home and Cas went off to heaven after she was safe. Dean sat by her side talking with her. "You know Winchester. At times you can act just like John,but I sure do love it when you take down that soldier act and become a hero...my hero." She said with a fond smile as she brushed her hand through his hair. Dean chuckled leaning into her touch as his mind wondered even if he was different from his father,but that still didn't change the fact that when it came to protecting the one's they love they'll do just about anything. Maybe he was just like him.

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