#unconsious

When you were here before Couldn't look you in the eye

Dean Winchester had it all, everything that he could have ever wanted out of the Hunter life. He had you after all, and that’s all he really needed. Since forever it's been you, him, Lynne and Sam. Since before his dad left on that big hunt and forced you and him to go and get Sam from his perfect life. You never left his side, he was your best friend, how could you leave him?

His father had been the one to save you and take you in after your parents met their unfortunate demise to a pack of vampires. From then on you grew up with the Winchester brothers and their little sister, Lynne. The four of you faced everything together, through the good the bad and the dirty. When John Winchester died you were there when Dean woke up, when he and Sam started fighting you were there to break it up with Lynne, he went to Hell you were there waiting to help him.

You're just like an angel Your skin makes me cry

Dean Winchester fell in love with you when Angels came from Heaven. When the angel of the lord Castiel came and brought him back from Hell he knew he loved you. Getting a second chance at being with you and his siblings was enough to make him see that. Through all the nights spent under the stars, the beers shared, the hunts and cases solved, he loved you more and more. He loved you till the end of time, in the apocalypse world you didn’t leave your people behind, not even for a second. 

At the end of it all, in the big face-off, he watched you die. His second chance was ripped away from him with the snap of Lucifer’s fingers. When Castiel came back the rest of them joined him, you included and all Dean wanted to do was cry. Everything came out all at once, his love for you out in the open. You, in turn, fell for him as well, harder than he did.

You float like a feather In a beautiful world

Dean Winchester had you all to himself, for the year after Sam was sent to Hell. It was just you and him in your apple pie life like you promised Sam you’d have. Lynne was still in it, working cases, every now and then she’d show up at your door for dinner or just to hang out. He and you got out of life and that’s all he cared about. You were his to have and to hold when the angels fell from Heaven when Castiel goofed and sided with the wrong person, he had you. 

Even when he disappeared, went off the deep end you were always there, waiting with his siblings for him to come back. When Jack came into your lives things got rough. A new dimension with a new problem nearly made him lose you. Now everything was different than it once was. Everyone noticed the change before Dean did, the way that everything went, how it all happened. 

And I wish I was special You're so fuckin' special

Dean Winchester lost you, killed you, betrayed you. With Michael at the wheel, he killed you in cold blood when you’d tracked him down and gone to call Sam and Lynne. Michael had no hesitation in killing you. He did it slowly, making sure Dean saw everything “he” was doing to his one and only. When you passed on Dean was so far in his mind that he couldn’t come back. One moment you were there and the next you weren’t. 

He was back in the bunker soon enough, both yours and his own blood on him. He couldn’t tell the difference as he tried to get to Sam and Lynne. He was struggling, every time he closed his eyes you flashed in his face, smiling perfectly before you were bloody and pale again. He barely made it to the main room before he collapsed, unable to keep it all in and together. He was in and out for a while, remembering good times and waking up to the nightmare. 

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here?

Dean Winchester sits in his room, staring down at a picture of you with a white crease down the middle. He always keeps it with him or it was in baby when they’re on the road. He hasn’t left his room since he arrived. Everyone was worried about him and what he was doing. He sits on the bed, one finger running over the picture of you as he tries to steady his shaking hands. 

He had everything he could ever want in life, and he lost it all in a flash. Now he only has one thing on his mind. Killing Michael.