#also cackling at him saying the grid was good looking with no prompting

[p1-norris]

jenson saying lando first when asked which driver he thought was best looking… 🤨🤨

[russellrustles]

fawn on ice - c. leclerc

prompt: 17 - ice skating requested by anon

word count: 0.7k

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So far, within only fifteen minutes, you have already politely asked, sternly ordered, desperately pleaded and petulantly begged Charles to accompany you to the ice skating rink that had popped up in town a few days ago. Yet, despite your best efforts, he has been skilfully conjuring up every excuse in the book to be able to stay at home snuggled up under a fluffy blanket on the sofa.

“What if I fall and hurt my wrist? My team won’t be happy,” he grumbles, pulling the blanket up to hide his face only for you to yank it back down.

“Charles, it’s the off-season! You have like three months to chill out a little - make the most of it,” you whine, grabbing his hands and attempting to drag him off the sofa as he frantically tries to wriggle free.

He finally relents, unceremoniously sliding down onto the floor in a pile of pillows and blankets. “You’re so stubborn,” he mumbles, getting up and tidying them away, occasionally throwing a glance over in your direction as you oversee his cleaning with crossed arms.

“I’m not stubborn, just very persistent,” you retort once he’s done, rolling your eyes in a jocular manner as he turns to you and delicately kisses your cheek.

“Yeah, whatever you say, love.”

Despite his initial hesitation regarding your plans for today, he’s rather quick to usher you into his car, unsurprisingly insisting on being the one to drive while you give him the directions to your destination. He seems to have perked up a little, leading you to ask him where his sudden change in spirit has come from.

“Maybe a bit of ice skating will be more fun than watching Netflix all day,” he says, placing a hand on your thigh as he usually does whenever he drives, “besides, most of your ideas turn out to be pretty good.”

You giggle a bit, before replying, “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

Most of the drive there is rather quiet, only really being interrupted by one of you occasionally singing along to a Christmas song on the radio, until another question springs to your mind.

“Have you ever been ice skating before?”

“Maybe a few times when I was younger, but I can’t really remember ever being particularly talented at it,” he tells you, holding back a small laugh. So far, it looks like both of you will be spending most of your time clinging onto the barriers.

Charles Leclerc is undeniably elegant in a suit, managing to hold the attention of everyone in the room by simply flashing a knowing smile and having a confident stride. He’s also a terrifyingly adroit rival on track, an expert at making split-second decisions and weaving through the grid with shocking ease. But Charles Leclerc on ice? What a sight to behold.

Although you know he has a knack for an occasional spell of clumsiness, he looks fully out of his element while on ice. Clinging onto the barrier with one hand, you clutch at your stomach with the other, gasping for breath between bouts of laughter as you watch him struggle to keep his balance.

“Goodness, Cha, you look like a little fawn!” you cackle, pointing at his legs which currently cannot seem to agree as to which direction they should be pointing in, slowly splaying out instead.

You’ve got to give him some credit though - he’s trying his best and laughing along as well, the two of you attracting a slight amount of attention from the people around you as you cackle uncontrollably.

“Come on! You can’t laugh at me if you’re not even trying - get away from those barriers!” he demands, holding his hand out towards you in an attempt to persuade you to leave your little safe area.

You’re hesitant at first, slightly unwilling to risk exposing your own klutzy side. However, it’s only fair that you give it a shot seeing as Charles has done so already, so, on shaky legs, you push yourself away from the barrier.

The semi-graceful slide lasts only a few seconds before you tumble backwards, landing on the ice with a thud that’s drowned out by Charles' raucous guffaw. Half-stepping, half-skating towards you, he offers you some help with standing back up, brushing some little specks of ice off you. It’s a little humbling, really, but at the same time you can’t deny the irony of the situation.

With a smug grin he meets your gaze, “What was it that you said earlier about a fawn on ice?”

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The Perfect Date

Prompt: [image: Sebastian Stan, captioned with “She was just so stunning.”] + “A Bucky POV prompt: Bucky telling everyone at the compound about the most perfect date he’s ever had (with you, of course).” Pairing: Bucky Barnes/f!Reader. | 1.2k A/N: Happy Valentine’s Day! Thank you so much @sallycanwait68​ for such an adorable prompt! Sad news: I definitely did NOT write this in Bucky’s POV XD Hope you like it anyway!!! Thanks also to @kentuckybarnes​ who always inspires xoxo And a huge thanks to @the-ss-horniest-book-club​ for hosting this Week of Love! Love to all!

“That does sound pretty sweet,” Bucky says nonchalantly. He take a final slurp of his iced coffee.

Sam smirks. “Yes she sure was.”

“Fireworks, flowers, lingerie, a gunfight… How are you going to top that, Bucky?” Natasha asks. She drapes herself on the arm of Sam’s chair and raises her eyebrows.

“Well,” Bucky says, “easily.”

You roll your eyes, a smile tugging at your lips as you start unloading your tray of clean glasses at the bar. The worst thing about your job on the housekeeping staff at the compound is that you can’t tell anyone what hilarious bullshit comes out of the Avengers’ mouths. The other staff, sure, but not your friends on the outside.

Well, insofar as you’ve got friends on the outside. Which… not really.

“Well, we got started at a little bar in Minsk,” Bucky begins.

Your eyes widen as you slide a wine glass into its upside-down holder under the overhead cabinet. In Minsk?

Uh oh.

“Nice and dim, a couple booths… Kinda a mix between classy and not.”

You steal a glance at Bucky. His eyes, bluer today with that fitted turquoise shirt he’s wearing, are sparkling in the sun streaming in from the giant windows. He’s not looking at you—why would he be?

Okay, enough dreaming, back to the tumblers.

“There’s this table of middle-aged guys hitting on the waitress,” Bucky continues. “It’s normal stuff there, y’know.”

“Normal here too,” Natasha says drily.

“Well. Yeah.” Bucky shifts in his seat. “Anyway, so in walks this woman with a long coat and tall boots—”

“How do you know her boots were tall if she was wearing a coat?” Sam interrupts.

“Cool your tits, I’m getting there,” Bucky says. “Anyway, so I was at the bar, getting intel, and this woman struts in—no, she wasn’t strutting, she was… stalking, I guess. Like Nat stalks.”

You have you bite your tongue. Comparing his date to Natasha? He’s cutting it close.

“So she stalks over to the bar, orders a drink, and heads straight for the dart board at the back.”

There’s a particular glass that you don’t recognize. It’s beautiful—nearly paper-thin, with a detailed pattern of air bubbles caught inside the glass—but sturdy enough to survive the dishwasher. Asgardian, maybe? You tilt it to catch the light, and the air bubbles inside glitter like gold. Gorgeous.

“And you’re just watching her?” Sam asks.

“If you were there, you’d’ve been watching her too,” Bucky assures him. “Trust me.”

“So… did you play darts with her?” Natasha asks.

The Asgardian glass can go in the display against the wall, you decide.

“Not exactly.”

You can hear the glee in Bucky’s voice, and you let out a slow breath as you turn back to face the room and get another bunch of glasses to put away.

“She grabs all of the darts in one hand and immediately comes back to the bar, takes a swig of her drink, and then turns around and whips a dart at this blond guy sitting at the other end of the bar.”

“Shit,” Sam says; in the same breath, Natasha says, “Good for her.”

Bucky’s quivering in his seat. “Hits him straight in the cheek. So the bartender yells, the middle-aged men yell, and I have to duck because the blond’s friend—I think his name was Zhuk—pulls out a gun and shoots at her, but she’d already moved and it would’ve hit me if I didn’t get outta the way.”

“Shit!” Sam exclaims. “The fuck! What kinda crazy—!”

You grit your teeth, hard, as you slide champagne glasses into their slots hanging under the counter. It’s so hard not to speak, but you’re gagged as thoroughly as if—well, hm. You squeeze your eyes shut for the barest moment to contain your latest urge to grin. Not quite as thoroughly gagged.

Still, you can’t butt in. Bucky has to tell this tale on his own.

“My kinda crazy,” Bucky says smugly. “Smart crazy.”

“Funny,” Natasha teases, “that’s my type too.”

Bucky stretches out his leg and nudges her knee fondly with the toe of his boot.

“Anyway she throws the rest of the darts at once, then she just Obi-Wan Kenobis her way out of her coat and she’s fucking draped in weapons. Real beauties. Pistol between the shoulder blades, holsters at hip and thigh, knives in her belt…”

“Are we on a date with her weaponry or with her?” Sam says.

You’re finished putting the glasses away, and you’ve got to leave. You grab the tray, stuff it under your arm, and as you leave, you hear Bucky’s voice get louder with excitement.

“Both! She was just so stunning! She took them down to perfection, and I just sat back and watched. Maximum pain, non-lethal, the perfect take-out if you wanted to get…”

Not until you’re on an elevator do you break out laughing.

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“So who won?”

Bucky blinks at you, confused. You’re in a tiny round booth, and he’s as close to you as he can be without actually dragging you into his lap. Arm twined through yours, hands clasped, fingers interlinked, your ankle crossed over his.

“In the best date ever battle,” you explain, and he cackles.

“I did, of course,” he says, looking for all the world like the Cheshire Cat. “I mean, first of all there was the spree through the back streets, then the disabling of a neighborhood power grid, a break for soup—”

“That was really good soup.” You sigh wistfully and lean your cheek on Bucky’s shoulder, smiling.

“Hah, yeah. What can I say, I’ve got good taste.” He squeezes your hand.

“Yes you do,” you declare.

“Where was I?” He clicks his teeth. “Oh yeah. Soup, you pretending to be a prostitute extremely enthusiastically—”

“Anyone would be enthusiastic if they got to hump your thigh and make out with you, even if they weren’t getting fake-paid for it,” you point out, squeezing his leg for good measure. “Anyway, don’t forget the fact that you made a damn convincing client.” Your fingers dance towards his crotch.

He glares at you, but he’s grinning, and those sweet lines around his eyes and lips make your heart dance.

“Yeah,” he says. “Guess I did.”

You kiss his cheek and pick up your glass. “Here’s to—let’s see, convincing people we like each other—”

“And don’t,” Bucky adds.

“—taking down a HYDRA sleeper cell with darts and daggers, and me not cracking up while you told that story to your hopefully oblivious teammates,” you finish.

Bucky snags his glass and clinks it against yours. “I’ll drink to that,” he says. “But first, I’d rather drink to us.”

“Just us?” you ask.

He smiles and leans his forehead against yours, pulling your clasped hands against his heart. “Yeah,” he murmurs.

You stare, eyes fixed on his, your heart pounding and toes curling and breath catching. The restaurant sounds—clinks from the kitchen, other couples’ voices, the orchestral music piping in above your head—all fade as you drown in his ocean-deep eyes.

“Yeah,” he says again. “Just us.”

[legion1993]

This choice affects not just your present, but your future as well.

A/N: I’m back and doing another piece this time for a different challenge brought to us by @winchesterprincessbride for the #Princessbridechallenge. It is by great pleasure to bring you a story that will make all your feels float to the surface. And now I present this piece. side note: sorry this is extremely late i appoligize i only just ifnished it.. UGH stupid writers block... @winchesterenthusiast here is the fic that gave me the crappiest set of writers block.

Prompt: “Your true love lives.  And you marry another.”

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Plot: what happens when the love of your life dies and you were told to live your life to the fullest it could be. You hadn’t even been married but you had been engaged. Now it has been almost 1 year to the day he died tragically and you are about to marry another. The wedding day had arrived after a week and your ceremony gets interrupted when a woman busts through the door and tells you your love lives. Will you go to him or will you stay and marry a guy who seems like a total stranger?

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It had seemed like only yesterday, you were hunting with the Winchester brothers, Sam & Dean. Over the course of your time with the Winchesters you and Dean grew ever closer. You grew fond of eachother, but nothing lasts forever for within an instant of a passionate moment between you 2 your happiness was shattered not in a bad way by a mark appearing on your arm.

Dean: “this is the sign…”

Y/N: “so this is what true love feels like…”

Dean: “sweetheart it only gets better from here.”

Y/N: “well lets do what we feel is right then…”

Dean took you to the nearest hotel and got you guys a room and you guys had a steady night of making sweet passionate love on both the beds in the room, on the desk, table, couch, in the bathroom on the floor in the shower…

It was about 2 years later when you and the boys were hunting Lilith... now you guys had run into a con bitch named Bella Talbot, now in your mind she was a evil manipulative bitch who kept and took everything and anything she wanted…

Sam (Dean’s brother) kept wanting to kill Lilith on his own but when he almost died during a really bad battle Dean went and sold his soul to have his brother brought back…

Now you fought as hard as you could against an army of demons to try and save the one you loved… your other half but you weren’t expecting this to be the day you watch the love of your life die…

Dean: “Sammy that’s not ruby…”

Sam: “Dean what are you talking about how do you know that’s actually Y/N…”

Y/N: “ok boys enough im me but ruby is that you…”

Ruby giggled and pulled you close to her away from Dean… she cackled…

Ruby(Lilith): “very perceptive dean no im not ruby and now as I hold your little cupcake hostage she can watch you get torn apart by my pets…”

The clock chimed as she flashed her white eyes and you struggled against her hold…

Y/N: “dean its ok its ok hold on ok hold on do it for me…”

You caught his eye as he did yours as best he could while Lilith used her power to hold him against the desk…

Dean: “Y/N… I know I never asked you this before and I should have but will you marry me???”

You smiled feeling the tears sting your cheeks…

Y/N: “yes….”

Then everyone heard growling… Ruby(Lilith) took you to stand by the door…

Ruby(Lilith): “sick him boys…”

Dean: “look away Y/N look away…”

Ruby(Lilith) opened the door and hellhounds came barging in snarling and you were forced to watch the love of your life get torn apart… he lay there still and dead… once Lilith smoked out of ruby with a giggle ruby’s body fell to the ground and you went to dean’s torn apart body and held him in your arms.

You let out a scream that shattered the windows and cracked the ground… you left then you left at that moment… taking the jacket he was wearing and the engagement ring in his pocket… you went to the impala and left… not caring about Sam or anyone else… you left… you were a wreck… it would be years before anyone else would mention the name Dean Winchester…

Almost 1 year later you were getting ready to marry another man…

You had gone back to where you had been set to marry someone else before meeting the Winchesters and you said yes to marrying him but kept Dean’s ring and the impala just to keep his memory alive… you were in the church finalizing the décor and everything for the ceremony which was only 4 days away…

You were now sitting in your small town apartment when your cell rang the same one you kept in case of emergency or anything happened to Sam… you took the call knowing no one else was around…

Y/N: “hello…”

Ellen: “Y/n honey its Ellen…”

Y/N: “I haven’t heard much on the hunting radar nor from Sam or Bobby please tell me this isn’t the death call…”

Ellen: “nope they are fine as far as I know but neither of them have said too much since you took off in the impala and dean’s burial…”

Y/N: “what can I do for you Ellen?”

Ellen: “I have a poltergeist in your area… think you can handle it…”

Y/N: “as long as I don’t have to go too far im getting married in 4 days ellen…”

Ellen: “so you have given up hope of him coming back haven’t you…”

Y/N: “as I said last time I got a email from Jo… I am doing what he would want me to do… he would have wanted me to go back home and marry the guy my parents had wanted me to marry originally… although if we are being honest this one is not the sharpest tool in the shed… but im also not gonna stop hunting actually it’s a good thing you called anything that shows up in my vicinity send my way ill take care of it…”

Ellen: “just becarefull hun im sending through the poltergeist details, just come by and visit soon…”

Y/N: “I will when I can…”

Ellen: “love you sweetie…”

y/N: “love you too ellen..”

you hung up the phone and placed it back in your handbag as you started doing up the second batch of reception favors… but it seemed to take you longer this time round than it did before… a while later your email dinged with an email from Ellen on the poltergeist details… you started to read through them but that’s of course when your door handle jiggled… you knew Jason was about to walk in the door… you minimized your private email and you closed your personal private computer and went back to reception favors…

Jason: “babe im home…”

Y/N: “im in the living room…”

Jason comes in and looks at you…

Jason: “babe have you been doing this all day?”

You nodded sheepishly as he came up and kissed your forehead…

Jason: “I know they need to get done but didn’t my sister offer to do this for us?”

Y/N: “ya but doing this helps me think besides I don’t want to be thinkin too much during the ceremony…”

Jason: “you thinking about your past babe?”

You nodded as he hugged you, you knew he cared but not as much as dean…

Jason: “look babe I don’t know much about what happened to you, or what you were doing or who Dean is but I know that any guy who was lucky enough to spend those few years with you is certainly a lucky guy.”

That moment you took a breath thinking once more about how he looked before he died. You turned around and thought you heard something but you shook your head and dismissed the feeling knowing that you had to focus on that poltergeist before the wedding…

Y/N: “so babe tomorrow I pick up my dress and get the final touches and bring it home and hide it from your eyes… I will also make sure that nothing is gonna go wrong for us and I am gonna reach out to someone tomorrow I need to mend something from my past…”

Jason just looked at you he smiled and always wanted your best interests and to be a supportive person for you, this passed year he had been but right now you weren’t wanting to leave anything to chance…

Jason: “do what you have too babe I will be here for you whatever happens… now lets not think anymore about this lets just finish doing these favors have dinner and watch a movie tonight in bed like we said we would…”

Y/N: “start on dinner then love and ill finish these up… but as well as that I had a email come in from a friend of mine well more like an aunt or a over protective adoptive mom… she was just checking up on me as a curtesy to Dean’s brother… after dean died I kinda took off in a blinded rage and ended up back here and I had no idea why I had no feelings whatsoever and I was distraught…”

Jason: “how does some noodle soup sound?”

You nodded your head slowly as Jason leaned in and kissed you softly… you let him before pulling away at the feeling of your phone vibrating… you broke the kiss to smile…

Y/N: “babe im gonna go into my office and take this call work on dinner and ill see you in a bit… this is a matter possibly concerning Dean’s brother… give me time please…”

Jason nodded and smiled kissing your forehead….

Jason: “of course babe take all the time you need and don’t worry about rushing me the movie and these reception favors will still be here when you get back…”

You walked away with the phone and your laptop as you finally looked at the call display and answered it you knew he was persistant and you knew he wouldn’t give up till he spoke to you directly…

Y/N: “hello…”

Bobby: “Y/N what the hell is wrong with you?”

Y/N: “what the hell do you mean bobby?”

Bobby: “im referring to the fact that you took off after dean died, you took the impala, you abandoned Sam, you weren’t at the funeral, you went off the grid and now I hear from Ellen that your getting married… what do you have to say to explain this…”

Y/N: “bobby I shattered the windows in the house with my screams bobby how the hell was I supposed to explain that one and all where my fiancé was murdered, yes I took the impala I had no choice I didn’t want to part from the memories within it from me and dean… of course I didn’t come to the funeral I couldn’t face sam not after what happened not after abandoning him not after what I must have put him through…”

Bobby: “Y/N honey I get that but you could have called you could have checked in Sam is worried and ive been worried enough for the both of us… but there have been biblical signs all over the USA.. and I have sent you some back up on that poltergeist… rather Sam wanted to get rid of that poltergeist…”

Y/N: “bobby you should have kept him away im no good to anyone bobby… especially not sam”

Bobby: “Y/N that is enough you shouldn’t put yourself down like that… look Dean would want you to hold on to the connections with me, Sam, Ellen, Jo… he wouldn’t want you to keep putting yourself down like that… tell you what ill come down for the wedding…”

Y/N: “actually bobby would you do something better, would you walk me down the aisle?”

Bobby: “are you sure kiddo?”

Y/N: “its about time I own up and face my past and that means reuniting with you and Sam…”

Bobby: “ill see you tomorrow night or early the next day Y/N don’t worry girl it will all make sense…”

Y/N: “thanks bobby and if you can bring some lore books so I have them to reference… and umm have you heard from Sam?”

Bobby: “not for a few weeks now… the last time I heard from him was by text saying that he would help with the poltergeist… he knows you are gonna be on it too but that only made him move faster for it…”

Y/N: “so basically he wants to either scream at me, kill me, or all of the above…”

Bobby: “I don’t know but he hasn’t been himself he isn’t seeing straight he believes there is some way to bring him back but he wont listen to reason…”

Y/N: “do you really think he would listen to me?”

Bobby: “whatever happens know that Dean would want your happiness above all else… Sam is stubborn don’t worry honey ive got a big hug with your name on it kiddo, get some rest and look over what ellen sent you ill bring those lore books and such for you… and if anything happens at the wedding ill help…”

Y/N: “thanks bobby ill see you soon…”

Bobby: “see you soon kiddo…”

You hung up the phone and stared at Sam’s contact information debating on whether or not to call it… you pressed the call button and heard it dialing out you were gonna set this straight even if it was the last thing you were gonna do… it was then that you heard it connect…

Sam: “hello…”

Y/N: “Sam…”

Sam: “Y/N… why are you calling so late?”

Y/N: “cause I spoke to bobby who told me your coming to help with the poltergeist… I figured it was time that we speak anyway…”

Sam: “why don’t you swing by the hotel room tomorrow and we can go together and it can be like old times…”

Y/N: “so your not mad at me?”

Sam: “Y/N your like my sister why would I be mad at you?”

Y/N: “cause I left you in that house with dean’s body and cause I basically stole the impala and I went off the grid and and and…”

By this point you were crying you were astranged you didn’t know in what way he would react…

Sam: “im not mad at you for any of that it wasn’t your fault that he died, there wasn’t anything you could have done to prevent it… come by the hotel room tomorrow and we can solve this and ellen talked to me as well told me to stay in town and attend your wedding so if you will permit me to…”

Y/N: “of course Sam of course plus bobby is arriving in town either tomorrow night or early the next day and he is gonna walk me down the aisle…”

Sam: “we can celebrate the Winchester family way, sitting and chilling with beer and training…”

Sam started laughing and for the first time in a while you laughed you felt normal…

Y/N: “ya sounds like so much fun sounds more fun than spending the night by myself in a hotel room…”

Sam started laughing and you joined in feeling alot happier knowing that you had your friend back…

Sam: “don't worry Y/N I have a big hug waiting for you… your so much like my sister and I miss my partner in crime…”

Y/N: “i miss you too… I'll come by after I pick up my dress in the morning…”

Sam: “sounds good get some rest girl you sound exhausted…”

Y/N: “you too moose night”

Sam: “night Y/N”

The line disconnected and you felt normal again, like nothing has changed like you had never left… that was when you noticed that you had somewhere along the lines started crying… you wiped your eyes and went out of the office with the Phone and laptop to the delightful smell of soup…

Jason: “sit on the couch babe I'll bring you your soup… how much would you like?”

Y/N: “not alot right now babe I'm not that hungry…”

It's true you weren't that hungry you had a huge secret weighing heavily on you and you still had to tell Jason about it… while eating he kept glancing at you and how you were sitting to eat your soup… once done your soup you waited for him to finish his before making sure you had all of his attention…

Y/N: “babe you once asked me about my time with Dean well that is a very long story and I'll try to be as brief as I can but something's you may or may not believe but I'm gonna tell you anyway cause it's the right thing to do… Sam & Dean Winchester born to John & Mary Winchester are all in a long lineage of hunters… not the kind that hunt animals but the kind that hunt witches, vampires, werewolves, shapeshifters, demons, poltergeists, ghouls, ghosts, hellhounds etc… the only reason why I'm coming out with the truth now is because our wedding is only a few days away and I didn't want this to be the secret that drives our marriage into the dirt… the impala is deans the beige journal is deans the ring I wear the tungsten band is deans the plaid shirts in my closet are deans I have a arsenal of weapons that I keep hidden… I know how to shoot a gun and have a license to legally do so… I know how to fight… I know how to check and make sure someone is human… and I know that you probably think I'm insane and will most likely cancel the wedding after hearing this and you probably don't believe me but also the man whose walking me down the aisle is named bobby singer he is like a uncle to me… sam is my bridal party cause no one else would do it… and what else oh ya did I mention that Dean was mailed to death by a hellhound and died in my god damn arms and I screamed shattering all the windows in that house…”

You took in a sharp breath trying to calm down realizing you were yelling abd crying at the same time… you took a look at Jason who just stared at you…

Jason: “did you think that would make me love you any less… I have 1 question… does that mean you’re a hunter too?”

You nodded and sighed sinking your head down low…

Y/N: “I feel like a failure I'm no hunter I'm just the one who watched helplessly as her fiancé was torn to shreds… but now that I've told you all this I think it's also necessary to mention that I am gonna be helping Sam tomorrow in taking down a poltergeist… after I pick up my dress and Bobby will be arriving either tomorrow evening or early the next day and they both would like to meet you so they are coming for lunch the day before the wedding and then they will be throwing me a traditional hunters bachelorette… they will also make sure I get to the church on time for the ceremony I promise…”

Jason planted a kiss to your forehead before making you look at him….

Jason: “don’t worry babe its all good as I keep saying you do what you need to do… tonight we are going to finish these favors and watch a movie and sleep out here tonight…”

Jason immediately picked up one of the favors and started trying to imitate what you had done with the previous ones… you couldn’t help but laugh as you did yours in a perfect fashion… after about an hour you were finishing the last one… to which Jason responded with handing you your satin robe and your sating night dress…

Jason: “babe go get dressed into these and ill throw on the movie but it’s a surprise…”

He smiled at you with that same loving smile that he had charmed you with many many times… you went into the bathroom and put it on but taking a moment to trace your hunting scars… you remembered every single one… you shivered as the satin came in contact with your skin. You walked back to the living room and found he had set up the hid-a-bed you decided to demonstrate something to him so you backed up a bit took a running start and did a double back flip onto the bed landing right beside him…

Jason: “woah babe that was amazing…”

Y/N: “thank you now what is our viewing pleasure tonight…”

Jason: “we are watching poltergeist… the new one not the old one… and don’t worry I know if anything does happen you know how to solve it most likely…”

You couldn’t help but laugh cause it was true… Jason hit play and you huddled together staring at the screen… you didn’t jump once cause you knew the real thing was worse a lot worse… and that’s when you heard it a knock at the door… you told Jason to stay there and that you would check it out… you turned off all the lights and did up your housecoat… you took a peak through the eye hole and didn’t see much except a neck… you opened the door and looked up…

Sam: “well kiddo looks like we get to hunt this poltergeist old school…”

You punched his arm lightly…

Y/N: “you scared me… first Jason puts on poltergeist and then you show up…”

He smiled and you heard Jason pause the movie as if this was more interesting… you jumped back a slight bit as Sam dropped his bag on the ground and you smiled… you then watched as he charged you, you slid right bneath him, he came right at you throwing a few punches, you heard him grunting and that’s when things turned around was when the room got cold it made both you and Sam stop in your tracks…

Y/N: “Jason don’t fucking move from your spot…”

Jason: “babe what the hell is going on???”

Sam: “do as she says dude there is a poltergeist in this house… it caught drift of my scent as I entered the property of its original home… this one is dangerous… this poltergeist is extremely hostile… you need to stay where you are dude and let us handle this…”

Sam hands you a iron crowbar and you smile feeling normal once more and royally pissed off that Sam led the poltergeist to your place… you had been looking forward to killing it and now you had your chance…

Y/N: “make a salt circle around Jason Sam ill have a look around… no god damn poltergeist waltzes into my house and disrupts my evening and gets away with it…”

You walked away from them with your crowbar and searched all the rooms, that’s when you saw it, the words on the wall… you screamed, you then swang your crowbar and knocked the wind out of that dumb poltergeist… you snapped a photo of the wall with your phone and ran back to Sam and Jason.

Y/N: “Sam we got a huge problem… it wrote something on the wall of the bedroom…”

You showed it to Sam and Jason but Sam was the only one who reacted similar to you except he pulled you into his embrace and whispered in your ear…

Sam: “send it to me and ill try and decode it if its what I think it is then we have a few things to do…”

You nodded and then wiped your eyes as Jason looked at your expression and sighed…

Jason: “would one of you explain to me what is going on please?”

Sam: “basically this poltergeist is a messenger and it left a message then charged at Y/N before it left… whatever this message is its meant for Y/N so if you permit me to set up shop somewhere I would like to decode this for you…”

Y/N: “Sam you can set up shop either in the dining room or in my office your pick…”

Sam: “your office have a fouton?”

You nod your head and you usher for him to follow which he does bringing his bag and he looks at the area as he enters behind you…

Y/N: “the printer is wireless and I have notes and everything set up in here so you can do what you have to just decode it please Sam…”

Sam: “I will do my best and its probably a good idea to pick a different movie…”

Y/N: “bingo…”

You smile looking at him and you sigh…

Sam: “you think it was from him don’t you?”

Y/N: “im not sure what to think right now… but im gonna go back out there and ill keep the crowbar near me once you have it decoded text me he usually falls asleep quickly… so once he falls asleep I can come and see you and maybe we can chat…”

Sam hugs you and you let him because it finally felt normal…

Sam: “I would very much like that… got any food though ill probably eat in about an hour and a bit… or just bring me a small something when he falls asleep… y then forsure I should have something and I should also be hungry…”

You nod and smile looking at him, he releases you from his hold as you exit the room… you make your way back to Jason…

Jason: “so he is staying in the office tonight?”

Y/N: “ya but he is going to make sure to send me what he decodes and if you fall asleep it will be fine I might go and help with the research… and bring him some blankets and pillow and possibly food and a beer… but he did suggest we don’t watch poltergeist right now… we should watch something else… we can watch something or…”

Jason: “honey to be truthful I would just be happy watching whatever you put on… I honestly could fall asleep right now…”

Y/N: “im so sorry if what happened earlier messed up our night…”

Jason: “its ok babe it wasn’t yours or Sam’s faults don’t worry ill still love you even if you do crazy stuff like this and even if you keep hunting I wont judge you at all…”

Y/N: “one thing you have to understand babe is hunting is no funny business its hard and sometimes we loose the people we really care about… or you loose yourself amidst the darkness…”

Jason was facing you yes but when you turned to look at him you hadn’t realized how long it had taken you to say your reply cause he fell asleep… you knew he had been tired, you knew that whatever happened this was soon to be your life… no joy no excitement and none of the best sex you had ever had… you got up and grabbed your robe putting it on as you went to the kitchen grabbing 2 beers 2 bowls of soup and headed towards the office…

Y/N: “Sam can you open the door he fell asleep and my hands are full…”

You heard Sam’s footsteps towards the door in seconds it was opened and he looked at you like you were crazy…

Sam: “what can I take…”

Y/N: “1 beer and 1 bowl of soup…”

He took his soup and beer as you entered the room he gave you a seat and dug right into the soup…

Sam: “this is very good let me guess he made it…”

You nodded…

Y/N: “I haven’t had the cooking passion since…”

Sam: “say no more I understand how you feel… I don’t hunt with many people anymore its mostly just been me…”

Y/N: “Sam im so sorry for everything its just after dean dying in my arms and me shattering the windows I snapped before long I found myself here… I got here maybe within an hour or 2 straight driving no stops no nothing I filled up the impala the next day after showing up here and crying for 8 hours… Jason took the next day off work and we talked and brought our engagement back online… I had to keep my promise to Dean… I warded the house I kept 16 things of salt in the house… I made sure that any chance I could to hunt something close by I took it cause I couldn’t control my anger any other way…”

Sam: “I went to see ellen shortly after that day and she gave me a couple of cases to take and look into… minor things ghosts and like 3 poltergeists… so that’s how I spent the first little bit after dean’s death was working cases for Ellen… after that I went back to bobby’s and the first thing he did was hug me and hnd me a beer… then he asked me if I had heard from you and I said no and that the impala was gone probably with you and and and… I mean I understand why you took the impala I mean I get it I do but why…”

You started explaining everything to him and eventually you started dozing off, yo got sam some blanket and pillow and hugged him…

Y/N: “thank you for being here…”

Sam: “anytime kiddo..”

With that you and Sam parted ways for the night you laid back dow next to Jason who was already fast asleep… you laid there thinking and praying hoping that sometime soon there would be a sign a neon sign lit up like the heavens… with that thought in mind you fell asleep… waking up the next morning Jason was already gone to work, but then you heard it… you got up and ran back to the office throwing on your robe you opened the door and saw it…

Y/N: “omg Sam what the hell happened?”

Sam: “the poltergeist cracked its own code for us…”

Y/N: “Sam could this be true?”

Sam: “I don’t know I want to believe it but this coud just be something trying to trick us…”

Y/N: “ya but still why would it write, ‘DEAN WINCHESTER LIVES LADIES AND GENTLEMEN BRING ON THE WAR…’ what the hell does that mean?”

Sam: “well it either means something grabbed my brother out of the pit or something is playing a trick on us and is trying to lure us back to Lawrence…”

Y/N: “Sam I don’t want to think about what horrible thing this could be… ill put up extra warding and stick salt everywhere and then we will see what happens when bobby gets here…”

Sam hugs you tight and then he smiles pulling back…

Sam: “go get dressed we are gonna go and spend the day driving the impala and getting your dress and accessories…”

Y/N: “I don’t know if its necessary for you to be with me for something that’s only gonna take an hour… but I guess we can make a day out of it…”

Sam: “come on girl your more of a Winchester than anyone else… now go get dressed ill compile a printed list of these messages, and see what bobby thinks…”

You laugh and go to get dressed you pick out one of dean’s plaid shirts, a black tank top and a pair of short shorts… not grabbing socks knowing that you were wearing sandels... you walked back out of the bedroom and looked around the house but you heard the floor creek behind you… You turned around and back flipped as Sam came sliding on the floor towards you…

Sam: “well your instincts are still as sharp as ever…”

Y/N: “ya of course they are I joined a boxing/fighting gym just to keep up my skills…”

Sam: “of course you did… ready to go…”

Y/N: “almost there is one more thing I have to grab…”

You grabbed your bag with the binder in it and you grabbed the keys to the impala… running your fingers over the key chain you had given dean on your anniversary…

Y/N: “im driving”

Sam just laughed following you out the door and round to the back driveway…

Sam: “that’s why I didn’t see it out front… you keep baby in the garage…”

Y/N: “did you just call it baby?”

Sam nodded and you giggled putting your bag between you and Sam in the front as you used the garage remote to open the garage and you started her up… you sighed at the sound of the engine… you backed out of the garage and closed it behind you as you took off down the backlane…

the bridal shop where you had gotten your dress was only a few blocks away so you pulled up and parked in front looked at Sam as you both got out of the car, you guys walked in and were greeted by friendly voices…

Darlene: “Y/N darling…”

Y/N: “Darlene… im here to pick out the accessories and pick up the dress please…”

Darlene: “would you like to try on your dress ma’am?”

Y/N: “I would very much like to try it on for my best friend here… he is also my bridal party…”

Darlene takes your hand and then eyes Sam lovingly… she takes you to the back changing area where you strip down and she helps you into the dress…

Darlene: “oh honey it looks gorgeous...”

Y/N: “lets go show it to him I wish for him to show his reaction…”

You walk out to see Sam with his back turned to you, you got a little closer and cleared your throat… Sam turned towards you and dropped your bag…

Sam: “holy shit Y/N you look amazing…”

He was right you let him take the photos and you smiled…

Darlene: “now the correct shoes… cause honey those ones you have on right now don’t do justice for you…”

You smiled as she went to grab a different pair of shoes in your size you smiled watching Sam who was amazed…

Y/N: “okay sam be honest does it really look that bad?”

Sam: “no actually you almost look normal… and umm I think you need to see this…”

He says looking up from his phone, you look at it and you gasp…

Y/N: “this cant be real…”

Sam: “oh believe me its real… im gonna call the department as soon as we are done here and…”

Y/N: “no no no we can go down there personally… I work for them… hand me my phone please…”

Sam hands you your phone and you look at it hitting dial for your partner…

Y/N: “helen its me whats the low down on this new case…”

Helen: “oh girl I know umm did you want me to email it to you or…”

Y/N: “nah H ill bring one of my friends from the fbi who is in for the wedding and we will check it out after I pick up my dress…”

Helen: “do you think its…”

Y/N: “that’s exactly what I think…”

Over the next little while you, darlene and sam picked out your accessories but all you could think about was the new case…

Darlene: “ok here are the shoes I also took the liberty of getting you a veil, headpiece, gloves, necklace/earrings and the bouquet…”

Y/N: “omg Sam photograph everything please…”

Sam: “documenting all of this…”

Y/N: “better be I want to put all this into a book…”

You and Sam laughed but Sam knew that all you wanted to do right then was hunt…

Darlene: “heres the veil…”

Y/N: “omg its beautiful…”

Sam: “so are you girl…”

Sam snaps another photo and he smiles as Darlene presents another item…

Darlene: “here is the headpiece… which is to be attached after the veil…”

You squealed as you saw it sparkle in the sunlight…

Then all at the same time she pulled out the necklace/earrings, gloves and bouquet… your eyes went wide and Sam photographed your reactions upon seeing everything…

*insert necklace/earrings, gloves & bouquet*

You were speechless you hugged Darlene and then it was like clockwork… you heard screams… you heard gun shots and you grabbed your badge Darlene gave you the permission to go out the door, sam was right on your tail with his badge…

Woman: “please help the man over here needs medical attention…”

Y/N: “its ok ma’am my partner here will take down your statement of what you saw…”

You then turned to Darlene and told her to call the cops as you walked towards the vic… but immediately backed up when you saw his eyes… you whistled for Sam to come to your location he was at your side in an instant but there was one thing there and that was Dean’s shirt that he was wearing the night he died… you went to it picking it up and you told Darlene to cancel the call which took you to authorize and then you turned towards the woman and saw that she was gone…

Sam: “lets go back in the shop and finish paying for everything…”

You nodded your head bringing that shirt with you as you did… Darlene looked at you and smiled lightly…

Darlene: “I take it she found a few answers with what happened…”

Sam: “I think so but we will know more when we get the shirt examined… so if I may ill purchase the accessories…”

Darlene: “of course one moment please I need to help her out of her dress…”

Sam stood there putting everything back in your tote and he texted bobby…

Sam(VIA TEXT): “get here asap found DEAN’S SHIRT THAT HE WAS WEARING WHEN HE DIED Y/N IS SPIRALING…”

It didn’t take more than 1 minute before bobby texted back…

Bobby(VIA TEXT): “say no more I’m almost there…”

Sam knew that if anyone could figure this out it was you but with you spiraling he knew that it would take a miracle for you to calm down… Darlene came out of the room and to the register packing up all the accessories and the dress….

Darlene: “since she has already paid for the dress this is just for the accessories, will that be cash or card?”

Sam: “cash…”

Sam hands her the cash and she smiles…

Darlene: “you know I have seen her go through a lot but right now ive never seen her more scared..”

Sam: “its just pre wedding nerves mostly… I am her best friend so you know I have the right to worry…”

Darlene: “she is very lucky to have a friend like you…”

Sam turns around at the feeling of our hand on his arm…

Y/N: “thank you Darlene I couldn’t have asked for a better person to help me with everything…”

You turn back to Sam who is holding all the stuff and you smile… Darlene waves at you and smiles…

Darlene: “take care dear and good luck…”

You and Sam waved at her as you got into the impala… you leaned your head back on the head rest and you only smiled a little bit…

Sam: “are you ok kiddo…”

Y/N: “let me see the shirt again…”

Sam hands you the shirt and you start running your hands all over it but feel different textures and you look at him holding up your hand…

Sam: “is that…”

Y/N: “something to provide a message but what could it be…”

Sam: “to the lab?”

You stepped on the gas and you both arrived at the preceint in less than 5 minutes… you put on your badge and handed one to Sam who took it while you held the shirt and clutched it in your grasp… you opened the door and got out of the car…

Y/N: “helen meet me in the lab and bring the lab tech now…”

You and Sam rushed to the lab and you lay the shirt out on the table under the light… you start trying to scan it for strange entity… but of course that’s when Helen and Lab Tech Darryl walked in… you looked at them and they did you with the shirt on the table…

Helen: “umm wheres the person who was wearing that shirt?”

Darryl: “and whose the stiff behind you Y/N?”

You felt Sam tense up and you put your hand behind you touching his arm slightly as you look at him slightly…

Y/N: “this is Sam he is a FBI buddy from Sioux Falls… he happens to be my bridal party for my wedding and our supervisor is walking me down the aisle but right now I want to see if there is any un-identifyable elements or invisible ink or anything untraceable on this shirt… don’t ask questions just get me results…”

You ran your hands through your hair as you went over to the computer in the corner and you started searching for any strange signs, omens, anything… that’s when you found it… a report of a empty unmarked grave but of course the hours passed before something was revealed but at that moment your mind was swarming with so many damn thoughts of what this could all mean… but it was Sam’s voice that brought you back to reality…

Sam: “bobby called we should go back to the motel and meet up with him…”

You nodded and then you turned to your co workers and smiled lightly for a few seconds…

Y/N: “did you guys find anything…”

Helen: “yes but…”

Darryl: “see we don’t really know how to explain it…”

Sam: “ill explain it to you when we get to the car… it was lovely meeting you all but we have to go…”

You followed Sam out to the impala and you let him drive to the motel where you and him got out of the car and met the gaze of bobby…

Bobby: “well its about damn time…”

Sam: “sorry bobby Y/N was freaking out…”

You ran towards bobby and hugged him without warning the tears started flowing… over the next while you texted Jason and told him you were doing some of your bachelorette that night and that you would see him in the morning… he texted back telling you to have fun and that he loved you… all the laughing, beer and everything you felt a bit tired and you leaned your head against Sam’s shoulder…

Sam: “it is that time I guess isn’t it…”

Y/N: “sorry guys I guess with everything that happened today im just a little you know exhausted…”

Bobby: “understandable kiddo and whats for lunch tomorrow?”

Y/N: “I am not sure yet Jason wont tell me he said it’s a surprise… he was gonna stick me in the office while he cooked so I actually don’t know…”

Bobby: “don’t worry kiddo we will figure this out…”

That was when you started to doze off you could feel yourself entering a state of panic combined with tiredness… you got up and stumbled a bit and managed to slide your bra off and toss it at Sam’s head to which he turned around and hung it on the chair as he and bobby got up and got ready for bed… from all the times traveling and shacking up with the boys you always knew Sam to sleep without his shirt but in his jeans incase they ever had to run in the middle of the night…

Sam: “bobby you take the other bed ill share with Y/N I kinda owe it to her…”

Bobby: “of course boy but I gotta tell you I don’t think I have ever seen her this stressed out/scared its like she is seeing something that isn’t hers…”

Sam: “do you think he could be…”

Bobby: “well if he is somehow back I didn’t bring him back and I know for damn sure Y/N over there didn’t…”

Sam: “I didn’t do it believe me I tried but nothing worked…”

Bobby: “we can see what happens during the next day and a bit but anything strange and she might have to leave again…”

Sam: “I think if she had to make the choice again she would leave if it came down too it I mean you didn’t see the way her eyes lit up when we caught wind of the poltergeist in her house…they practically lit up the room bobby… at heart she knows she isn’t meant for normal… she is a hunter at heart and in full bobby and right now she is more anxious than ever…”

Bobby: “we will see what happens in the morning…”

Sam and Bobby both turned their gaze to ur sleeping form neither of them knew the repercussions of things about to come to light… Sam came and crawled in beside u and you curled against him like nothing had changed… the next morning you woke to ur phone ringing and Sam’s arm around your waist keeping you safe… you reached to the table unplugged your phone and answered it..

Y/N: “hello…”

Helen: “hey umm we have a problem crime scene we need help…”

Y/N: “isn't there another person who can help with his…”

Helen: “nope cause this thing is written in blood…”

You at that moment had elbowed Sam who was now listening to this…

Y/N: “we will be there as soon as possible me Sam and my FBI supervisor…”

At that moment Sam threw a pillow at Bobby who sat straight up and looked at Sam like he was gonna kill him but then Sam gestured to you who was getting up and searching for your badge and stuff turned around and glared at them, they took a hint…

Y/N: “if your not already there grab me a latte I'm gonna need it…”

Helen: “can u survive without it for now?”

Y/N: “I guess but u owe me…”

Helen: “don't I already…”

Y/N: “yes u do don't worry I'll think of something good…”

Helen: “shit get over here now…”

You rushed the guys at the sound of the rising panic in her voice…

Y/N: “Helen what's wrong?”

Helen: “is there a creature or being that has silver eyes?”

You were out the door faster than the guys as you all piled into the impala after you loaded up on silver bullets and put on your holster…

Y/N: “keep everyone on the scene till we arrive we r on the way…”

Helen: “why what's wrong?”

Y/N: “Helen just do it quarantine the area and text me the address take over for security till we get there… I'll explain everything I promise and keep the captain informed as well of what's happening, tell him it's only to be handled by my department…”

Helen: “will do boss…”

The call disconnected as you started the impala and the guys piled in…

Sam: “Y/N slow down and calmly explain to me what the hell is wrong?”

You were so terrified to say it but knew it had to be said…

Y/N: “shapeshifter it's invaded the department and a crime scene everyone there is a suspect the area is under quarantine and to top it all off there is a message written for me at the scene in human blood…”

Sam and Bobby shut up with the questions after that as you all got out of the car and you went over to Helen who waved you all through the tape…

Helen: “the captain is in the room with the blood message it's bad and cryptic girl and to top it all off the power has been flickering too…”

Bobby: “if the power is flickering it's not a shapeshifter it's a Revenant…”

Y/N: “helen let's go see the captain…sam and bobby question people and use the security footage tof find it please and no one leaves the area… at all...”

Helen followed u as Sam and bobby went the opposite way towards the crowd of frightened people… you and Helen reached the captain who immediately stalked towards you as you closed the door.

Captain: “Y/N what the hell is going on?”

Y/N: “captain sir please calm down and let me explain now you may want to sit down for this one cause it is gonna sound a little far fetched…”

The captain sat down and started breathing as you stood still and looked at him almost scared…

Y/N: “captain the world of the paranormal is real… there is few people who know about what goes bump in the night and all those unexplained cases that I've been handling are caused by some nasty monsters demons angels etc right now somewhere in this quarantined area is a Revenant we can't tell it's a Revenant unless we take a photo of everyone or have them touch a silver knife…”

Captain: “wait wait wait Woah are you telling me that someone in this area is a Revenant? And that silver is toxic to it…”

You nod and begin to feel scared… you look at Helen as she takes it as her que..

Helen: “sir we need to make sure you're clear… we need to make sure ur not the Revenant…”

Captain: “how do u plan on testing me?”

Helen pulls out the silver switch blade u had given her and he backs up…

Captain: “you think this is legal…”

Y/N: “captain if I may… in my time away I've done much worse… trust me this is nothing… look I'll even take the test…”

You took the switchblade and sliced your arm and nothing happened but you grunted as the blade passed your skin…

Helen: “see nothing happened… captain it's your turn…”

Captain: “alright but make it fast…”

Helen took the blade and slid it across his skin and nothing happened…

Captain: “am I clear?”

Helen: “yes now we need to show Y/N the message…”

Captain: “when I saw this I knew it was weird and it specifically has your name on it but there was another thing too, it was a small bag looked like it was something pegan or odd enough that helen decided to call you…”

Y/N: “a hex bag show me the scene now…”

You followed the captain and helen to the other side of the building… you looked then at the message written on the wall in what seemed to be blood… you got closer to it and it became written in English…

“Y/N your true love lives, and you marry another Don’t despare any longer for he whom you love has been brought back from hell”

you took one look at it and you saw the hex bag it looked like the one you had left with Dean the day he died… you took it in your hands and you called Sam immediately and told him to come to your location he needed to hear it…

Sam: “what the hell is going on?”

Sam yells as he enters the room panting out of breathe… you point to the wall tears welling in your eyes as Sam follows your gaze reading the wall he embraces you as you let the tears fall freely…

Sam: “what is the plan boss?”

Helen: “we are gonna stand by you Y/N no matter what you choose…”

Captain: “you will always have a place among us Y/N and this time you can keep your badge…”

You sighed slightly thinking about how you blew off Jason and how the wedding was tomorrow and how your world was turning upside down…

Y/N: “I guess go to the church tomorrow and start the ceremony and see what happens from there…”

Sam: “if anything happens during the ceremony I know you will make the right choice…”

Y/N: “I know that but its gonna be a sad day if I have to leave again…”

Helen: “don’t worry it will work itself out in the end…”

Helen had a slight hiss to the end of her sentence but no one thought anything of it… you left the crime scene bobby saying that he would meet you and Sam back at your house as you left the stuff in the impala you entered the building and instantly sat by the window holding the shirt…

Jason: “Sam do I want to know what happened?”

Sam: “Y/N is just distracted by the case that’s all she will be fine for tomorrow ill make sure of it…”

Jason: “so man I don’t know much about what happened to the guy she was with when she took off..”

Sam: “trust me dude you don’t want to know… you honestly don’t want to know… but know this, she loved him, still does but right now I think she needs someone who has been there for her these past few months to lean on right now…”

It was then that a voice rang in your head and you fell off your seat and crashed to the ground your body seizing… Sam started searching the house as Jason grabbed his phone…

Jason: “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING???”

Sam: “no time for questions just put the phone down and help me look around for a bag.. a small bag with a pegan symbol on it…”

Jason: “what the hell?”

Sam: “she is holding her head this isn’t a hex bag dial 911 hurry…”

Jason did as told and you were rushed off within half an hour to the nearest hospital… where they stuck you on IV… Sam was standing outside the room as Bobby came to relieve him so he could eat and get coffee but amidst that he made a phone call…

Sam: “Ellen hey its Sam…”

Ellen: “whats wrong boy?”

Sam: “I need you to put out feelers…”

Ellen: “that tone to your voice doesn’t sound good…”

Sam: “that’s because whatever has happened is connected to Y/N it put her in the hospital… I need feelers out or someone to check on deans grave site…”

Ellen: “Samuel Winchester are you…”

Sam: “I am im suggesting my brother may have come back from the dead… what happened just now confirms it…”

Ellen: “cause of their connection…”

Sam: “if something happened to one of them it would happen to the other…”

Ellen: “but that hasn’t happened since…”

Sam: “I know…”

[theatricalwriter]

I Am Good: Jason Scott X Reader [PART V]

PART I PART II PART III PART IV

Prompt: When you finally think you’re able to morph into your ranger armor after a comforting night with the others, you find that that’ll be harder than expected.

Requested: Yes and no.

Word Count: 2,052

Warnings: Strong language, sad backstory you’ve probably been waiting to hear, family death

Author’s Note: There’s only two parts left to this installment and I’m excited but also a little sad. I’m still trying to think of which ranger series to do next, so if you want to see a certain one, let me know. Or, if you want to know what the ideas are then you can ask me.

Days passed by and you got more and more sore as each one ended. Since the whole Putty fighting was a bust, you got stuck with sparing against the other rangers. With their experience beforehand, they kicked your ass without hesitation. Billy didn’t even seem to go easy on. To be completely honest, the only to show even an ounce of restraint was Jason, but even he took you down on more than one occasion. It was getting somewhat easier, though. They were teaching you throughout the sessions. It still hurt, but you were at least learning.

One day, a little after the training session ended, Kimberly and Trini came up to you.

“Hey, Y/N,” Trini greeted. “Listen, we were all just wondering if you wanted to head out tonight.”

“Yeah, we usually head to this old train car above the mines and light a fire. We thought it’d be nice to show you it, seeing as how you’re a new member and all.” Kimberly told you.

“Um, sure.” You shrugged. “Sounds fun.”

“Cool! Let’s go.” Kimberly grabbed you by the arm and dragged you towards the boys who were already waiting for you three.

After getting out of the cave, the five led you up to a high point on the side of the mountain. An old, broken down and beat up train car was stationed there. You imagined that it was used for coal carrying in the past, but kind of wondered how it got there in the first place with no tracks around. There was a fire pit a couple feet away along with some rocks or pieces of wood used for seating. You looked out at the edge of the cliff and saw Angel Grove.

“Wow.” You sighed. “It looks so much bigger than it feels.”

“Doesn’t it?” Jason questioned, standing beside you. “That was my first thought when I first came up here. Also reminds me of how much I hated it before I became a Power Ranger.”

“You?” You raised an eyebrow in suspicion. “Weren’t you, like, the star quarterback?”

“Well, I was… Before I pulled a prank on the neighboring school and couldn’t get away with it. Cut me off from the season, got put on probation. My dad and almost everyone else in school hated me after that point since I ruined our season and my chance at a potential football scholarship.” Jason responded.

You looked at him out of the corner of your eye. “What?”

Jason looked at you with a solemn glance and nodded over towards the fire which was just recently lit before he started walking towards it. You followed his actions and took a seat next to Billy and across from Jason. You gazed at the five others who seemed to be a little on edge but still bore warm grins.

“What’s all this about?” You asked.

“Well,” Kimberly started. “We all thought it’d be a good idea to get to know you more and for you to get to know us.”

“When we bonded like this before, it helped us start to morph,” Billy explained. “Uh, well, it didn’t really help us morph yet- You see, I died for a really long time and I got brought back to life and it was really-”

“Billy, Billy!” Jason shouted a bit, catching Billy’s attention.

“What?”

Jason pointed towards you, your eyes wide with confusion and an ounce of terror flowing through your system.

“Oh…” Billy breathed.

“What he’s trying to say is that we became closer as a team after we were all honest with each other.” Trini told you. “It helped us become closer, helped us to finally morph into out armor.”

You were catching onto what they were trying to say. You rubbed your arms, looking down at your feet, getting worried. You hesitantly mumbled, “I-uh… I don’t think I can really… talk about that…”

“No, no! You don’t have to yet!” Kimberly waved her hands to show you didn’t need to do anything then. “We’ll tell your ours first.”

“No,” You refused, shaking your head a bit. “I really don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Y/N, come on-”

“I’m serious.” You spoke lowly.

“Listen, Y/N. We just wanted to help you-”

“Do you want to hear about how I broke my family?! Do you honestly want to hear about how I killed my mother?!” You shouted without thinking properly, your hands flying up to your mouth right after the words left it.

No one knew what to do after that point. You merely stood there, your hands clasped over your mouth as you gazed down at the flickering fire just a few inches away while the others stared at you with shock and confusion written all over their faces. You waited for someone to break the silence, but the only thing to be heard was the crackling of the fire and the quiet chirps of the crickets that felt like irritating melodies whispering all around you.

“My father hates me,” You gulped quietly, lowering yourself back onto the rock. “And… and he has a good reason.”

You gazed up for a moment to look at the others; they all looked at you with rapt attention as you spoke. It made you feel uneasy for a second before you continued on.

“When my mother was carrying my little sister, Nessarose… well, he began to worry that the baby might come out…” You struggled to pull out the word. “Green.”

“Green.” The others said at the same time as you.

“Yes… He-He became so worried that he made our mother chew milk flower day and night. Only it made Nessa come too soon… with her little legs all in tangles… And our mother… Never woke up. After that, my father moved us to someplace I don’t even remember the name of. He made me cover my skin wherever I went and anytime some came even close to figuring out m secret, he’d ship my family off somewhere else. One time, while we were staying in a seemingly nice place… well, a few girls stumbled upon me in the locker room… They were so afraid of me, and-and my sister was so young and vulnerable that she- God…- she became victim to their bullying. They shamed her for even being related to me, made her feel like gum on the bottom of their shoe. And because of that… she died. None of which would’ve happened had it not been for me.”

You didn’t realize you were crying until you felt a single tear hit the back of your hand. You sniffled a bit and used the same hand to wipe away the streaks of saltwater streaming down your emerald-colored cheeks.

“B-But… that was the milk flower’s fault,” Trini remarked. “Not yours. And your sister, it wasn’t you either. It was those bitches who hurt her.”

“Right.” Kimberly agreed. “That may be your secret, Y/N, but that doesn’t make it true.”

Through your teary vision, you could see the remorseful and comforting smiles of those you considered your teammates. It was a strange thing to see, but you felt… reassured?- and almost, happy. You smiled gently, looking down at your hands before closing your eyes contentedly.

“Y/N,” You heard Zack call your name. “Look.”

You opened your eyes and saw your hands, but just your hands, covered in a layer of green and black armor; just like the ones you saw on the other rangers. You gasped in shock and thrill, even when you noticed it went away just as quickly as it came.

“W-Was that…?” You managed to squeak out.

Everyone was either too shocked to move or where breathing out a happy sigh with a stupid grin on their faces.

Finally, Jason broke the moment with, “We have to get back to the ship.”

After you returned back to the ship and told Zordon of what had happened, he somewhat congratulated you before commanding you and the other rangers to step onto one of the six circular pads that were arranged around a gleaming ball of light.

“What is all this?” You asked.

“This is how you will morph,” Zordon responded. “By the six of you connecting to not only to each other, but to the morphing grid, you will be able to get into your armor. Now, clear your thoughts and focus.”

“There he goes again with the same old spiel.” You heard the taunting voice next to your ear. You gasped at the suddenness, catching Jason’s attention.

“Y/N, you alright?”

You nodded, swallowing your fear as Rita kept talking while you tried to block her voice out. You closed your eyes and tried to focus. Her words echoed in your head, no matter how many times you and the other rangers tried to get you to morph. She made you angry, and you and she both knew that. She was trying to get to you, and you tried not to let it show, but the others knew something was wrong.

On your final attempt to morph into your armor, you were getting close, and you all felt it. Apparently so did she.

“You know, Y/N, I can’t help but wonder what drove your sister to do what she did. Probably too ashamed to be even remotely related to someone like you. Your green skin is but an outward manifestation of your twisted nature! This distortion… this… repulsion, this… wickedness!”

“Your nothing but wicked!” You dad’s voice shouted from a never-ending memory. “And that’s all you’ll ever be!”

You snapped.

“Shut up!” You screamed. “Shut up, shut up, shut up!”

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” You heard the voices of your friends around you, but all your ears focused on were the cackling and laughs of Rita Repulsa.

You slid to the floor, your fingers pulling the root of your hair as you tried to think of someway to block out Rita’s voice that was haunting your mind. You thrashed about; so much that your coin fell out of your pocket and at Alpha’s wheels before him. You weren’t in the right state to hear the important news he had to tell.

“Oh no…” Alpha whispered.

“What is is Alpha? What’s wrong with her?” Billy asked as he and Jason tried to get close enough to you to calm you down without hitting them.

“Rita’s consciousness is still trapped within her coin! She’s been projecting herself into her mind! That must be why she’s getting so violent!”

“How do we stop this?” Jason questioned.

“Y/N has to morph as soon as possible. Only that way can she get rid of Rita!” Zordon explained, but you were still too hysterical to hear.

“I’m not wicked!” You cried over Rita’s voice. “I am good! I’m good!”

“No,” Rita shook her head. “You are wicked, just like everyone thinks you to be.”

“No, I’m not!”

Your words, forceful and laced with anger seemed to send the five rangers and even Alpha 5 were sent flying backward, making you stare in complete and utter horror at what you had done. Rita simply laughed once more, loving the fact that you so easily harmed your teammates. You gripped onto your scalp once more.

Your fear was controlling you after that point. You ran. That’s all you could do as Rita’s horrendous voice followed you. Needless to say, you didn’t hear the footsteps trailing after you as you or their cries for you to stop which fell on deaf ears.

You reached the outside of the ship, only stopping once to look back at the entity that was taking pleasure in driving you mad. You caught one glimpse of her before you jumped through the water barrier and kicked up to the surface. But when you expected to land, you just kept going upward. You glanced down and saw the world become smaller and smaller as you were up in the sky, literally defying gravity.

“Why?” You whimpered. “This shouldn’t be happening to me…”

“So what do we do now?” Billy wondered as he and the others stared up at you as your figure disappeared.

“We go after her,” Jason answered. “We go after her and get Y/N back.”

PART VI

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