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waywardaardvark79 · 5 years ago

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Come Hell or High Water Part 2: Here Comes the Sun

Summary: Blackwick, Montana was going to be a fresh start for you and your five year old daughter. You moved in across the street from Officer Dean Winchester, and quickly found that you were able to help him. Will Dean be able to help you when your past comes back to haunt you?

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: language, hurt Dean

2 weeks later

You were finally completely settled into the new house. Tomorrow was the first of August, the day you started back to work. You stood in your office, double checking that everything was ready for the next day. Satisfied that you were prepared, you walked into the living room, and sat down on the window seat.

It had quickly became your favorite spot. You and Aj would often sit there together, making up scenarios about your mystery neighbor. A few times a week a man driving a black dodge charger would show up. He was tall with longish, shaggy brown hair. He would run inside and come out a few moments later, usually with a bag in hand. He never stayed long. Aj was convinced that he was a robber, and that you should call the cops on him for taking those people's things.

You started to call her downstairs knowing it was nearing the time to check her blood sugar, when the loud rumbling of an engine pulled your focus back out the window. You watched as a sleek, black classic car slowly pulled into the drive. The long haired, tall man getting out a few moments later. He walked to the trunk, popped it open, and pulled out a wheelchair. You watched as he struggled to open it, "Aj! Come down here!" you yelled. You soon heard her bouncing down the stairs.

"It didn't beep yet." she said gesturing to her watch.

"Come on. Let's go see if we can help the neighbor." you said as you grabbed her hand and led her out the front door.

You approached the man, "How the fuck do you..." he grumbled.

"That's a bad word." Aj scolded.

He quickly turned to face you, his eyes wide with embarrassment. He sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck, "You're right. I shouldn't have said that." he said looking down at her.

"Momma says if you say bad words the cops will come and...." she took a few steps towards him, beckoning him to bend down. He squatted so that he was on her level. Jesus, he was tall. She leaned into him and whispered, "wash your mouth out with soap."

He chuckled, "Well, we can't have that happen, can we?" he asked.

"You gotta say sorry, and promise not to do it again." she said.

The man nodded, a serious expression overtaking his face, "I promise." he said.

You stood by and watched their interaction. Aj never met a stranger. She talked to anyone that would listen. The opening of the passenger side door pulled you from your thoughts, "What's the hold up, Sammy?" a gruff voice called out.

Sam quickly stood up and started to attempt to get the wheel chair to unfold. "Here. Let me." you said as you walked forward and had the chair unfolded in no time. "It looked like you could use some help. These old chairs are hard to unfold sometimes." you explained.

He held out his hand to you, "Thank you." he said with a pause.

You shook his hand, "Y/N. We moved in a couple weeks ago." you filled in.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Sam." he said.

Before the conversation could go any further you were interrupted, "Momma!!! Look he has a dog!" she shouted, her face pressed up against the window of the back door, a large German Shepherd staring back at her.

"Easy, kid." the gruff voice from earlier said.

You quickly walked to her side and pulled her into your side. Sam maneuvered the chair so that it was sitting next to the open passenger side door. You finally let your eyes fall on the man inside. You noticed that his left leg, and arm were in a cast, the rest of what skin you could see was covered in cuts and bruises.

"Hey, Mr." said Aj, pulling the man's attention to her. "You're hurt." she started, but he quickly cut in. "You're a smart one." he grumbled.

"Dean!" Sam barked out.

He turned to look up at Sam, but Aj spoke up, "I was gonna say my mom could help you. She helps people, but you're not very nice." she finished by crossing her arms over her chest.

You glanced up at Sam who was biting back a smile, "Aj, let's go." you said as you started to pull her back towards your house.

You were almost to the end of the drive when you heard the frustrated mumbles from behind you. You turned to see Sam trying unsuccessfully to get Dean out of the car. You walked back over to them, Aj holding onto your hand. "Here. Let me help."

You let go of her hand and motioned for her to stand back just a little. The dog in the backseat started to whine, "Let him out, Sam." said Dean.

You stood back for a moment while Sam opened the back door, the dog quickly jumping out. "Oh no! He's hurt too!" Aj cried as she took in the three legged dog in front of her. She rushed forward toward the dog, but you reached out and grabbed her. She looked up at you with pleading eyes.

"Rocky, sit." Dean barked.

The dog quickly sat, his tongue hanging out of his mouth. "Can I pet him?" Aj asked.

Dean sighed, his frustration growing by the minute, "No, he isn't a pet." he said.

Aj hung her head. You sighed loudly, starting to regret your decision to help him. His attention now focused on you, "You don't have to be so short with her. She's just a kid." you said.

You didn't allow him time to reply before you were stepping right up next to him. You positioned the wheel chair to where you needed it. "What do you need me to do?" asked Sam.

You looked up at him, "Stand over there." you said as you motioned to a spot a couple feet away, "And get the dog to move."

Sam called for the dog, "Rocky, here." he said. The dog moving easy for only having three legs.

You turned your attention to Dean, "Ok, put your good leg out." you said. Dean eyed you up and down, taking in your much smaller frame.

"Listen, lady. There is no way you are gonna."

You cut him off, "I said put your good leg out." you snapped, Dean wearing on your patience.

Dean looked at you one last time before attempting to pull his good leg out of the vehicle. He grunted, in obvious pain, and you quickly placed one hand under the bend of his knee, the other just above his ankle, and began to slowly help him raise his leg enough to get it out of the car. You carefully lowered his foot to the ground, and pulled up the grey sweats he was wearing to inspect his skin.

"Whoa, lady!" he gasped. Not seeing any visible damaged you started to lightly massage his calf.

"How long has it been since you've been on your feet?" you asked.

"A couple weeks." he shrugged.

"No, therapy?" you asked as you continued to massage his leg.

"Someone refused to do it." Sam spoke up.

Dean glared at him. "Your muscles have atrophied. This leg is gonna be a little weak." you said.

"You a doctor?" he asked.

"Nurse." you replied as you stood up.

You positioned the wheelchair so that it was right next to the door, angling it so that it was facing towards him. "Ok. Take your good hand, and put in here on the chair." you instructed. He did as you said, watching as you walked around to the back of the chair, "Now just lift what you can with that leg, and just scoot your butt over." You watched as he hesitated for a moment, "You can do it." you said.

He managed to get himself seated on the edge of the chair, panting with exertion afterward. "Arms up a little." you said. He didn't argue with you, just raised his arms the best he could. You snaked your arms underneath his, wrapping them gently around his chest, "Ok, on three I'm gonna help you scoot back. You push back with your good side, and I'll pull. One, two, three." you said, Dean easily sliding back in the right position. "Foot pedals?" you questioned to Sam.

He pointed to the trunk, "In there."

You walked around to the trunk, grabbed the pedals, and walked back over to Dean. You put the right pedal on first and helped him raise his good leg so that it rested on the pedal. You attached the left pedal, and carefully rested his bad leg on it. "There. You should be good to go." you said as you looked up at him, taking in his striking green eyes for the first time.

"Thanks." he grumbled out.

Sam quickly rushed to your side, "Thanks. We would probably still be stuck in the car if you weren't here. I really appreciate it." he rambled out.

Aj's giggling quickly pulled everyone's focus to her. She was standing there, her hands on either side of Rocky's face, while he licked her face. "Rocky!" Dean called out. The dog immediately stopping, and looking over to Dean. He snapped the fingers of his good hand, and Rocky was quickly at his side.

You stepped over to your daughter, "You guys got it from here?" you asked.

Sam nodded, "Seriously though, thank you, Y/N." he said.

"No problem, Sam. Let me know if you need anything else." you said, as you took Aj's hand and started back to your house.

Thirty minutes later a knock sounded at your door. You placed Aj's insulin pen on the counter, "Don't move." you instructed as you walked to answer the door. "Who is it?" you asked.

"Sam." called the muffled voice.

You opened the door, "Everything ok?" you asked.

"You said you were a nurse?" he asked. You nodded. "Anyway, you could help me make sense of these discharge papers?" he asked.

"Sure. Just give me one minute." you said. "You can come in." you added.

Sam stepped inside and closed the door after him. "You must have quite a drive. I mean, the closest hospital is 40 miles from here." he said as he followed you into the kitchen.

"I work from home." you replied as you opened another alcohol pad to wipe Aj's arm.

"How does that work?" asked Sam as he closely watched what you were doing.

"Telenursing. I see patients over a webcam." you explained.

Aj flinched back a little as you gently pinched her arm, "Do a song." she said, her eyes squeezed shut.

"When the night has come, and the land is dark, and the moon is the only light we'll see. No, I won't be afraid." you softly sang. "No, I won't be afraid." her little voice echoed yours. You pushed the needle into her arm, "Just as long as you stand." you sang.

"Stand by me." she finished.

You looked over at Sam who was watching you with a soft smile on his face. You shrugged your shoulders, "Singing helps her." you said.

"Good song. You have a pretty voice." he said.

You blushed a little and waved him off. "Momma, is the best singer." said Aj as she rubbed her arm.

Sam gestured to the spot, "You ok?" he asked.

She quickly nodded, "I'm dibabetic." she mispronounced the word.

"Diabetic." you corrected as you were putting things away.

"Yeah, that's what I said." she argued.

"Run upstairs and get your shoes. We are gonna go help Sam." you explained, and Aj quickly jumped down and headed upstairs.

"So, is Dean your friend, or?" you asked trailing off.

"Brother." Sam said.

"Mind if I ask what happened?" you asked.

"Car Accident. Rocky was with him." Sam said. "I'm sorry he was kind of an asshole, earlier." Sam added.

"It's fine. He's in pain, and not able to do much for himself at the moment. It kind of comes with the territory." you said.

Aj skidded to a stop in front of the two of you, "Ready." she said.

The two of you followed Sam across the road, "Is this your house?" Aj asked.

"No, my brother Dean lives here. I live in town though." he explained.

You watched as she grabbed Sam's hand, shocking him a little at first, but it quickly faded. "Dean's your brother?" she asked.

"My big brother." he said.

She giggled, "But your the big one. Did you eat a lot of veggies?" she asked, switching into a completely serious tone.

Sam looked down at her and smiled, "I sure did." he said.

"You know, I thought you was a robber." she said.

You cringed at her lack of a filter, "Ava Jeane." you scolded.

She turned to look back at you, "He was always takin' stuff from the house." she explained.

However, Sam didn't seem to be offended at all, "I was bringing Dean some stuff while he was in the hospital." he said.

"So, your not a robber?" she asked.

Sam laughed a little under his breath, "I'm a cop, actually. So, is Dean, and Rocky."

Aj laughed, "Dogs can't be cops." she said as Sam pushed open a door on the side of the house.

"Sure, they can. Rocky is Dean's partner. He helps him catch the bad guys." Sam said as he stepped to the side to let you enter, Aj still firmly holding onto his hand.

"Do you have a dog too?" she asked.

"No, Rocky is the only dog on the force." he said. Sam closed the door after you. You were standing in a rather tidy laundry room. "This way." Sam said as led you into the kitchen.

Aj let go of his hand as soon as she noticed Rocky laying on a bed next to the table. "Careful." you said as you watched her crouch in front of the dog and gently pet his head.

Sam took some papers from a folder and handed them over to you. "I'll go get his meds if that will help." he said. You nodded, and you started to read over the papers.

Sam entered the kitchen a few moments later with a small bag of different medicines. You looked over the meds, "This is Gabapentin. It's for nerve pain. This one is Flexeril, a muscle relaxer, and this one is an antibiotic. It said he has a large laceration on his thigh, so I'm sure it's just a precaution. Did they show you how to dress it?" you asked.

‘Sam sighed and shook his head, "Dean isn't the easiest patient."

"Yeah, I figured that." you said.

"I have to go back to work in a few days, and I just don't know what I'm gonna do with him. I mean, I can't leave him alone for that long." he said as he looked at you with puppy dog eyes.

"I mean, I could pop in and check on him, or you could bring him over to the house when you left for work." you said, having no idea why you were being so accommodating to these two men you didn't know.

"Really? That would help so much. Are you sure? I mean, I probably shouldn't be asking a stranger to do something like that." he chuckled out.

"It's fine. Guess I'm just a really good neighbor." you said.

He laughed out loud at your reply. "If you don't mind keeping an eye on her I'll go inform your brother that he just became my first patient in Blackwick." you said.

"We'll be fine." he said glancing over at Aj who was busy talking Rocky' s ear off. "He's just through there, on the couch." Sam said.

You walked into the living room seeing Dean's large frame attempting to stretch out on the couch. "You're back?" he asked.

"Yep, Sam came and got me. Wanted me to look over your meds and discharge papers. Some pretty serious injuries you got there." you said as you gently lowered yourself onto the edge of the coffee table.

"I'm fine." he argued trying to adjust himself to a more comfortable position.

"You have multiple bumps and bruises, a fracture to both your ulna and your radius, which are both currently sporting some plates and screws, a few cracked ribs, a large laceration on your upper thigh, and you had an open reduction and internal fixation on that leg, which could take anywhere from a good three to six months to heal." you said.

"Listen lady, I don't know who you think you are, but I don't have to listen to this." he said.

You looked him up and down before speaking, "One, It's Y/N, not lady. Two, I'm your new nurse, so get to this face, we're gonna be spending a lot of time together. Three, you kinda do have to listen to me. I know what I'm talking about, and besides it's not like you can get up and run away from me." you sassed.

You watched as Dean open and closed his mouth a few times, not expecting your snarky response. "Close your mouth, dear." you said as you stood up. "I'm gonna go grab your meds." Dean watched, completely dumbfounded by you, as you made your way to the kitchen. He shook his head, you were about to make things very difficult for him.

"He needs to go ahead and take his meds. You got the stuff for a sandwich? He needs to eat with them. When he gets done I'll change his dressing, and write down the next time his meds are due, but then he should be good to go for awhile." you said to Sam, who was currently seated in the floor next to Aj and Rocky.

"Momma, Mr. Sam said I could come and see Rocky anytime I wanted and that he might get to come to our house too!" Aj excitedly told you.

"Sorry, guess I should've asked first, but he never really goes anywhere without Dean, and if he's coming over." Sam trailed off.

"It's fine. He won't be a problem." you said. "Sandwich stuff?" you asked.

Sam told you where everything was and you quickly made Dean a sandwich, throwing a hand full of chips on the plate, and grabbing his meds. Sam got up and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and handed it to you, "Thanks." you said as you made your way back to the living room.

You sat everything down on the coffee table, and helped Dean prop himself up into an upright position. "Take these." you said as you dropped the pills into his upturned hand, quickly passing him the water to wash them down. "Now eat." you said as you placed the plate on his lap.

"You always this bossy?" he asked with a slight smirk.

"Get used to it." you said as you perched yourself on the edge of the coffee table. Dean scoffed at the statement before picking up his sandwich and taking a bite.

Aj looked up at Sam who had settled next to her back on the floor, "Mr. Sam, are there any bad guys here?" she asked.

Sam was perplexed by the question, "Well, I'm a cop. It's my job to catch the bad guys, so there aren't any here." he gently explained. "Aj, are you scared of bad guys?" he asked.

"Momma is." she said as she gently stroked Rocky's head, that was now laying in her lap.

"Why do you think that?" asked Sam.

"Sometimes I hear her cry at night when I'm supposed to be asleep. I've heard her on the phone talking about the bad man." she said. She looked up at Sam, "I think that's why we move a lot so, the bad man can't get us." she said.

Sam's heart broke for the little girl. "You and your mom don't have to worry about any bad guys, me and Dean will keep them all away." he said.

"You promise?" she asked.

"I promise." he said, wanting to lighten the mood a little bit he asked, "So, how old are you?"

"Five, but I'll be six pretty soon." she said as she turned her attention back to Rocky. Sam smiled softly at the little girl, who seemed wise beyond her years and wondered just what exactly you were so scared of.

Dean finished his sandwich, and you took his plate back into the kitchen. "Did the hospital happen to send anything home for his dressing changes?" you asked.

"Everything they sent is in that bag." Sam said pointing towards the table.

You grabbed the bag, and headed back into the living room. "Ok, let's get these pants off of you so I can have a look at that wound." you said as you placed the bag and the coffee table and started to rifle through it.

"Could at least buy me dinner first." Dean sassed.

You turned to look at him, hand on your hip, "I just brought you a sandwich, didn't I?" you sassed, as you held the materials you needed. Dean rolled his eyes. "Just lift your hips a little. I'll do all the rest." you said.

"Normally I don't let the woman do all of the work." he said as he winked at you.

"Easy there big boy. Don't want to pop a stitch." you said as you carefully pulled his sweats down until they were below the bandage on his thigh.

You had pulled the old bandage off and were in the middle of cleaning it when Aj burst into the room, "Can I take Rocky outside with Mr. Sam?" she asked.

You looked up from Dean's leg, "If Sam says it's ok, but you listen to him, ok. No running off." you said.

Aj had stepped a little closer, her focus on the wound you were cleaning. She looked over at Dean, who was watching her, "You should have her sing you a song. It helps it not hurt so bad." she said. You watched as he actually smiled softly at her, not automatically spitting out anything negative like you expected.

"Does your mom sing to you?" he asked.

You started cleaning the wound again, "When I take my shots." she said.

"You take shots?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm dibabetic." she explained.

"Diabetic." you corrected.

“That's what I said." she argued.

"That's what she said." Dean backed her up.

She smiled brightly at him, "So can I go?" she asked.

"Yes, but remember.." you started before she cut you off, "Listen to Mr. Sam." she finished before quickly running back to the kitchen.

You were putting a clean bandage on when Dean spoke up, "Cute kid." he said.

You smiled, "Yeah, she is." you replied as you put a final piece of tape on, and then helped Dean pull his sweats back up. You turned to start picking up the trash, and old bandage, "You should be good to go now. I'll write down when it's time for your meds, but that's it. I'll leave my number, and if you have any questions or need any help just give me a call." you said as you heard Sam, Rocky, and Aj come back inside. The three of them walked into the living room.

"You good?" Sam asked Dean.

"She fixed me all up." he said.

You wrote down the times for Dean to take his medicine, and gave Sam your number in case they needed anything. You stood by the front door with Aj, "Alright guys. Call if you need anything. I'll pop in sometime in the morning to check on you." you said. Sam and Dean both thanked you. "Ok honey, let's go." you said as you held your hand out for her.

"Just one minute." she said.

She walked over to Sam and gave him a hug, him crouching down to allow her to. She patted Rocky on the head, promising to see him tomorrow and then walked over to Dean. "I hope you feel better, Mr. Dean. Mr. Sam said you got hurt chasing the bad guys." Dean nodded, not sure what to say.

Aj reached into her pocket and pulled out a little folded piece of paper. She opened it and then carefully pulled off a sticker. She gently placed it on the cast on Dean's arm. Dean looked down at the little smiling sun she had placed on his cast, "The sun song makes me happy. It will help you too." she said.

"The sun song?" he asked.

"Here comes the sun." you stated.

Dean smiled at Aj, "I feel better already. Thank you." he said.

You said your final goodbyes, and told them you would be by tomorrow before walking out the door, Aj's hand in yours. Dean watched the two of you leave, and smiled as he softly hummed the tune to himself, thinking that you and this little girl were certainly going to brighten up his life.

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