Dean X Reader - Still Here (Song-Fic)

Song - Still Here - Digital Daggers

WARNING - Includes cussing, violence, and death  

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Musing through memories,
Losing my grip in the grey,
Numbing the senses,
I feel you slipping away,
Fighting to hold on,
Clinging to just one more day
Love turns to ashes,
With all that I wish I could say,

You three drove up to the old abandoned warehouse slowly well the moon hung over the night sky which gave the place a creepy feeling. 

"Well, this is welcoming" You joked when the Impala came to a complete stop near the front doors.

Dean, Sam, and you exited the vehicle and went to get your weapons and other tools you were going to be using to complete this hunt. A wendigo had been capturing hikers from the nearby walking trail in the forest and bringing them here. This was a simple hunt. It was supposed to be a simple hunt. Dean; your boyfriend took the lead. A flare gun and flash light in his grasp; you two also holding the same objects. Memories came rushing back to your head of when Dean and you first confessed your love for one another. Leaving a bar and you tripped, Dean caught you, you both kissed, then hooked up. 

"I heard something over here, I'm going to check it out. (Y/n), stay with Sammy" Dean mumbled. 

You snapped back to reality and noticed that you all were now somewhere in the warehouse. A faint rumbling sound rung out so Sam and you reluctantly made your way over just to make sure that Dean would be alright.

"SHIT!" 

"Dean!" Sam shouted as Dean's voice sounded.

The two of you were bolting in the direction. Turning around a corner, Dean was getting off of the ground and he was covering his torn jacket arm. Rushing over, you moved his hand to see a small but deep wound. 

"You'll live. Be careful next time" You said quietly well glancing up to his green eyes which were staring at you.

A loud growl erupted from behind you three and well turning around, Sam crashed into the both of you. Thankfully Dean broke your fall so he got the best of it. You pointed your flare gun at the monster which was rushing towards you but a strong force picked you up and tossed you a few feet away, making you drop your weapon. 

"There are two of these bastards?" You mumbled well getting up.

It let out an ear piercing scream, then lunged at you which you easily dogged. Bumping into a large strong object, you looked back and noticed you were now cornered. Suddenly, a strong force made its way to your neck and lifted you off the ground. In the corner of your eye, you could see the boys shooting the wendigo and setting it on fire. You attempted to kick the monster but to no avail. Then a pain erupted in your stomach and when you looked down, the claws of the monster were stabbing your stomach. It pushed in further, making you close your eyes and whimper which caught the boys attention. When you were finally able to get an intake of air, you opened your (e/c) eyes slightly to see the wendigo on fire. Your head met the concrete floor and you clutched on to your stomach. You could feel hands being pressed on to you so you closed your eyes again.

"Hey hey, (y/n) baby open your eyes. Stay with us come on" You could hear Dean's voice. 

Listening to his command, you opened your eyes and seen Dean was trying to pick you up. A warm sensation filled your hand and when you looked up, Blood was oozing onto it. You didn't think that your wound was that bad. It couldn't of been. 

"That's it, stay awake, keep your eyes on me. Sam come on lets go!" Dean shouted.

You tried to listen to him but a burst of pain caused you to whimper.

I'd die to be where you are,
I tried to be where you are,

Rain had started to pour down on your face and the boys when you all rushed outside. You tried to speak but you were now panting lightly. Your skin was becoming cold and colour was fading from your beautiful face. 

"D-Dean..." You tried to say but it came out as a whisper.

"Hold on baby, we're almost there just hold on" He kept saying.

"I can't die like this. I refuse to die like this" You repeated in your head.

Once they got to the Impala, Dean managed to throw the keys to Sam and the trio sped off to a hospital. Sam was driving 20 over the speed limit and passing by any cars which got in his way. Dean had one hand under your back to support you and the other was holding both of your hands over your nearly fatal wound. 

"I-I can't die like t-this" You stuttered.

"You aren't gonna die. Trust me, everything is going to be okay" He replied well planting a kiss to your forehead.

CRASH

Seconds later, the Impala met another vehicle head on. The Impala ended up doing several rolls and finished well half in a ditch. Dean was no longer at your side and you looked down at your wound to see a large piece of glass inside it. Sirens screeched which caught you off guard and you cried out in pain when you tried to move so you went to call out the brothers names but you were cut short when two hands grabbed on to your arms and yanked you out of the vehicle.

"Oh G-God this hu-hurts" You whimpered when they got you out. 

The stranger placed you down on the ground and started to search the rest of the Impala. You could feel blood spilling from your wound and in seconds you passed out. Awaking to beeping, your (e/c) gaze looked around the room and ended on Dean who was clutching your hand and sitting half asleep in a chair that was pulled up next to your hospital bed.

"God, Dean are you alright?" You asked well getting up.

But he didn't answer. "Dean?"

"He can't hear you"

Spinning around, you seen a woman standing in the doorway of your room. Tessa, the reaper. A faint smirk pressed to your lips and you looked back to Dean. "Is it my time Tess?" You quietly mumbled.

"You don't need to be scared (y/n). You are going to a better place" She replied. 

So this was it, you were going to die. 

"Can I say goodbye to Dean first?" 

"You don't have long" 

You closed your eyes and opened them only to be back in the bed. You shook your arm which caused Dean to shoot up and grab on to you. 

"Oh my God baby are you alright? I thought I lost you" He said quite quickly.

You just smiled and leaned forward which he quickly responded to. You both shared a long kiss and when you pulled away, tears stained your face. "Baby what's wrong?"

"I love you" You whispered well leaning back.

"I love you too..." He replied well kissing your hand.

You slowly closed your eyes and the monitors started to beep loudly and rapidly. 

Every night I dream you're still here,
The ghost by my side, so perfectly clear,
When I awake, you disappear,
Back to the shadows,
With all I hold, dear,
With all I hold, dear,
I dream you're still here,

Dean shot up, sweat poured down his face and he was panting; tangled in the bed sheets. He didn't know it, but he had faint tear tracks on his face. Glancing over to the clock which read 5:55am, he knew he wasn't going to get any more sleep so he rose out of bed and quietly made his was over to the fridge which was in the corner of the small motel room. Sam slept soundly in the bed opposite of him and just ignored Dean's movements. All Dean could think about was your death. It was haunting him. He promised to protect you but he failed. And now you were dead.

And he couldn't get you back.

Hidden companion,
Phantom be still in my heart,
Make me a promise that,
Time won't erase us,
That we were not lost from the start,

"Hey baby" A familiar feminine voice said, startling Dean.

He turned his gaze and it ended on the woman who stood beside him. He had sorrow in his eyes and he felt like a weight was pressed to his chest. The young woman looked exactly like you. The same (h/l) (h/c) hair, the same (e/c) eyes, the same clothing style, and the same voice. Everything about her made him think of you more. The beer in his hand was placed down and he fixed his gaze to the floor. He was in a bar, sitting near the counter and drinking away his memories and troubles. The woman then sat down next to him and held out her hand; waiting for him to shake it.

"I'm (y/n)" She smiled.

Dean could feel tears at the edges of his forest green eyes. This had to be a mistake. It must of been a mistake. 

"I'm sorry lady, but I'm not in the mood right now" He mumbled well taking a drink from his beer.

I'd die to be where you are,
I tried to be where you are,

"Damn it Sam! You were dying, I had to do it!" Dean yelled well throwing his duffel bag on to the nearest bed.

"You tricked me into getting possessed by an angel!" Sam retorted.

Sam slammed the door closed and dropped his duffel bag. Dean pressed two fingers on the bridge of his nose and breathed out heavily.

"I was ready, to die, Dean. If I were (y/n)-" Sam begun but Dean stopped him.

"Don't you dare bring her into this" He spat.

"If she were still here and dying, would you of done the same thing?" Sam asked.

Dean lost his cool and rushed over to Sam, quickly punching him in the face. Sam stumbled backwards and met the wall. Stepping forward, Dean gripped Sam's neck lightly, so he could still get air. Dean's other hand rested on the wall beside Sam's head.

"I said. Don't. Bring. Her. Into. This"

Every night I dream you're still here,
The ghost by my side, so perfectly clear,
When I awake, you disappear,
Back to the shadows,
With all I hold, dear,
With all I hold, dear,
I dream you're still here,

I dream you're still here,
Ever slightly out of reach,
I dream you're still here,
But it breaks so easily,
I try to protect you,
I can't let you fade,

It was about a month later. After the incident with Sam bringing you into a conversation which Dean didn't want to hear. Right now, Dean was sitting in the Impala, wearing a pair of black sun glasses and staring out at a lake well in (State/n). He was loosing control over himself and he still couldn't get over your death. Every morning, he would see you laying beside him with a smile on your lips but when he went out to touch you, you would vanish back into the shadows. He kept telling himself it was the alcohol or he wasn't getting enough sleep. But nothing would keep you away.

Suddenly a vibration in his pocket broke his trance and he took out his cellular device. 

Dean: "Hey Bobby, what's up?"

Bobby: "What did you do?"

Dean: "What the hell are you talking about?"

Bobby: "You know exactly what I'm talking about!"

Dean: "No, I don't actually"

Bobby: (Frustrated sigh) "Just get your ass over here!"

With that, Dean tossed his phone beside him and left, speeding down the road to Bobby's place.

I feel you slipping,
I feel you slipping away,

Dean had to slam on the brakes otherwise he would of drove into Bobby's house. Rain had started to come down and several flashes of lightning littered the sky at times for mere seconds. He leapt out of the Impala and dashed into the old home. Footsteps could be heard, rushing towards him so he prepared himself for whatever Bobby was about to yell at him for.

"Boy, what did you do?" Bobby asked when he turned the corner, sorrow and rage filling his eyes.

"What are you talking about?"

Bobby then grabbed on to Dean's jacket and shoved him away from the door and towards the living rooms entrance. He saw Sam sitting there with a beer in his hand so Dean just sighed and turned around. 

"What's the big deal if me and him got into another argu-" Dean started but was cut off.

"Dean?"

He slowly turned around, his heart racing. That voice. Once he turned fully, he seen a woman standing there. She had (h/l) (h/c) hair, (e/c) eyes, and a just-in-general beautiful face. It was her.

It was (y/n).

Every night I dream you're still here,
The ghost by my side, so perfectly clear,
When I awake, you disappear,
Back to the shadows,
With all I hold, dear,
With all I hold, dear,
I dream you're still here,
I dream you're still here,
Every night I dream you're still,
Every night I dream you're still here.