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officialthiamlibrary · 5 years ago

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Meet The Mods - iftheskyisthelimit

We’ve had a few requests to do something similar to our “Behind The Screens” features in order to introduce ourselves, and we felt that after around a year of running this blog, and having another few people come on board along the way that now would probably be a good time to do it!

The idea is that we’ll each take a turn at filling out and posting one of these so that you guys can to know us all a little better including our own personal tastes/preferences and get a little bit more of an idea of how we all work and what we each bring to the team etc…

About You

Username/Name:

iftheskyisthelimit / Lisa

AO3/Tumblr:

https://archiveofourown.org/users/iftheskyisthelimit / http://iftheskyisthelimit.tumblr.com/

How did you find your way to the Thiam fandom? What about them drew you in?

I’d lurked in the Teen Wolf fandom for a while on Tumblr, and became really interested in Theo’s character and his story since he’d shown up in Season 5 (okay at first it was his looks that got me interested… let’s be honest), which evolved into being interested in his backstory when we found out a bit more about him. It wasn’t until his return in Season 6 that I enjoyed watching their characters together and their interactions and started looking around more on Tumblr for their characters that I discovered it wasn’t just me... then I randomly came across the Thiam ship through seeing some fics on Tumblr and found the Official Thiam Library as result of that...

Using a sentence, where the word count is either equal to or less than the number of letters in your two favorite Teen Wolf episode names, tell us about yourself. (ex, Motel California + Werewolves of London = 33 ; Raving + Galvanize =15)

Memory Found + Apotheosis = 21 - I’m slightly quirky but serious, love music, reading and travelling... kinda funny and always overly organised. Can’t ever cut something short...

What’s one thing about you or your life that we’d be surprised to know about?

Do you want serious, interesting or fun facts? I’ll do both as they might surprise people. Serious/boring: I have at least 3 chronic illnesses which tend to floor me, hence my long absences between writing & updating what I’m working on. Interesting: I can speak/read/understand around 5 languages and I’m a bit of a different cultures & sociology nerd.

One other thing I guess is when I get interested in a topic I get interested and have to know aallllll the ins and outs of it and thoroughly research it, so I’m probably full of boring random facts about a bunch of things that come in handy on general knowledge quizzes, but which no-one has any interest in knowing...

Other Shows/Movies You Follow:

Does too many to mention count as an answer? No? Okay… In no particular order *deep breath*

Shows: The Handmaids Tale, Animal Kingdom, The 100, Vikings, Stranger Things, All American, Riverdale, Scream, Supernatural, Parks and Rec, Vampire Diaries, Big Bang Theory, Modern Family, Twelve Monkeys, Shadow Hunters, Game Of Thrones, Reign, American Horror Story, Buffy… There are literally a ton more but I really can’t think on them at the moment….

Movies: I can’t really say that I follow movies per-se… if I had to choose I’d say Marvel movies though if that counts as an answer? Umm… genre wise I like a wide range but mainly gravitate towards comedy, action and thriller movies. Or something with a good twist in the story where it either throws what you thought you were watching on its head, or you get an “aaahhhhh that’s was happening” moment. To watch a horror, it has to have that something that makes me want to watch it or get invested in it… whether it’s a character I really relate to or can get invested in, or a really good story. My favourite horror is probably Haunting In Connecticut, and I saw Midsommar recently and thought it was really amazingly done!

Other Fandoms You Follow:

I don’t really follow a lot of fandoms if I’m honest. I would probably say after Teen Wolf I follow the Marvel, The 100 and Supernatural fandoms more. Mainly the Captain America/Steve/Bucky fandoms. I love a good discussion about Animal Kingdom too!

Other Favourite Characters from shows/movies?

Uuuuhhhh…. Okay you asked for it, I was going to explain my reasons for why I love each but I’d be here all day and this part alone would end up turning into an essay.

Steve Harrington (Stranger Things), April Ludgate (Parks and Rec) , Sam Winchester (Supernatural), Craig Middlebrooks (Parks and Rec), Mickey Milkovich (Shameless US), Bucky Barnes (Marvel), James Cole (Twelve Monkeys), Jack Kline (Supernatural), Michael Langon (American Horror Story), Catherine de Medici (Reign), Constance Langdon (American Horror Story), Dean Winchester (Supernatural), Alec Lightwood (Shadow Hunters), Anya Jenkins (Buffy), Raphael Santiago (Shadow Hunters), Stephane Narcisse (Reign), Kai Parker (Vampire Diaries), John Murphy (The 100)

What do you like to create (writing/art/videos)?

I’d really love to be creative enough to make art or videos, but I’m really not! I’m far more comfortable with writing… I find it a lot easier to plan a story, or just to start writing and let the words flow that way and see where it goes. It’s a good way for me to express myself and to work through feelings or to just switch off for a while and create words on a page.

Do you only create for Teen Wolf/Thiam?

I have written for Supernatural in the past and I’m planning to write a Raphael fic for Shadow Hunters at some point and maybe a John Murphy one because I’ve not found many for him that cater to my angsty tastes when there’s so much that can be explored... But at the moment yes it’s only for Teen Wolf. I’ve also posted one Sceo fic which I would like to continue as well!

Which genres do you prefer reading and creating for?

Angst, angst, angst… did I mention angst?? It just feels right to me to write angstier fics, the words and ideas just seem to flow really well, which is a surprise as I’m not really an angsty person in life. It’s just what I’ve always gravitated towards writing and I find a lot better to express myself in that way. I have a humour/angst WIP which I decided to attempt a while ago and I did quite enjoy writing something a little different from what I normally do and people seemed to enjoy it.

If your creative process was a person, what type would they be? What would they do? Wear? Listen to? How do they handle conflict?

Quite probably the most disorganised messiest person alive… No not really… just sorta… kinda… maybe… In all seriousness, they’d be half organised and half “ lets see where this road takes us”. They would probably wear all black all day every day, and be a half emo kid who listens to punk pop and emo music from their teens with a healthy mix of dance and sad songs. Handling conflict? We don’t do that here… we bottle up our feelings and hide them away until they come out in the wrong ways. No really… I think they’d express themselves pretty clearly with 1000 words instead of 100.

Official Thiam Library

How did you find the Official Thiam Library?

I found the Official Thiam Library through searching the Theo Raeken tags on Tumblr and seen the page name pop up a few times, I had a look at the page not long after and followed pretty quickly, I needed my Theo/Thiam fix and this page covered it very well!

First impressions?

“Woah, they’re on the ball!” and then when I saw a few of the events the page done I was really impressed at how often they posted recommendations and how they could organise it all.

How did you come to be involved on the mod team?

I filled in the form for Beta Readers and Helpers for the Thiam Big Bang, I’d have loved to have participated but I didn’t know if I’d have been able to commit to having such a large work completed on a deadline, so I thought I’d offer to help in another way, having helped to run the Supernatural SummerGen for a few years. Tiffany got back to me pretty quickly about it and I came on board at that point.

What do you feel that you bring to the team?

Uuuhhh… I hate these types of questions haha! I really feel like I mostly bring my organisational skills, along with the way that like to try and help out where I can in the background with writing/explaining things or getting back to people with asks/emails etc... With the Big Bang I brought my experience of things I’d learned from the Supernatural events I’d worked on too which I think/hope was of use?

How do you help out?

Mainly what I’ve answered above applies to this question too I think?

What would you like to see for the Official Thiam Library over the next year?

I’d really love to see the page continue… continue on as is, doing a few more fandom events, grow as a page and fandom... also to help keeping the fandom going which is important right now I think… we’ve managed it so far though! We were just speaking about how thrilled we are that the fandom is still going strong. I also think it’s important to give older and newer fandom creators the recognition & cheer that they deserve too, which can be done through reblogging/recommendations and different events too.

Cute BTS Questions

Let’s imagine you’ve landed in a Zombie apocalypse, Walking Dead/Zombieland style. You’re among seven survivors–yourself and six characters from Teen Wolf. Which five would be your first choice for survival, entertainment, etc? And who would be the sixth character, the one you’d willingly push in front of a rage-filled zombie mob given the first chance?

I can’t help but feel that my choice for the last part will be unpopular but here goes:

Theo and Chris for survival… they seem like they’d both be good to have around in this sort of situation, Stiles for entertainment because he had his funny moments and would keep everyone going I think. Melissa because we all need a mother figure who knows when to be tough but can also provide you with the loving support you need. Scott because… well… he’s a the alpha and we’d need someone to lead our small group and take charge when needed.

Who would I willingly throw to the zombie mob given the first chance? Allison and Kira are both a tie here. Can’t I throw them both?? I never really liked Allison as a character… I don’t even really know why I just never gelled with her as a character I would like or could even get behind. Kira… ugh… just ugh… I feel like she was quite a forced character, they tried too hard to make her this cooky/funny character who could also kick ass and it just came off wrong to me… I never really warmed to her as she just felt forced.

If you could read only 5 fanfictions for an entire year, which would you choose? Thiam or another fandom, if not Thiam, which fandom?

In no order at all because I never tire of reading any of them:

1 - Airplanes by Captainmintyfresh - Teen Wolf - Thiam fanfiction

2 - Despite The Threatening Sky And Shuddering Earth (They Remained) by praximeter (Zimario) - Captain America - Steve/Bucky fanfiction

3 - The Call by DemonzDust - Teen Wolf - Sceo fanfiction

4 - The Crow On The Cradle by Refur - Supernatural fanfiction

5 - Gotta Have Faith by arxiver - Captain America - Steve/Bucky fanfiction

You are our sensei and us your pupils, can you impart any life/writing wisdom?

Life wisdom: Don’t sweat the small stuff... seriously… it wastes so much time and energy that you could be using for other things. If you can’t control it or you don’t feel it’ll be bothering you this time next year, then don’t let it bog you down. People will come and go, that’s a part of life, take the lessons that they taught you from their time in your life (whether positively or negatively) and use them wisely.

Writing wisdom: Don’t force yourself. If you’re having an hour, a day, or a week where the words or ideas won’t come then don’t force it to happen, you’ll only feel worse. Step back, put on some music which suits the tone of whatever you’re writing and try to get in the mood of your story that way, it’s amazing the words that can come or the complete change in direction you can go from doing that.

Finally, what’s next for you?

Hopefully getting back into the swing of things with the Official Thiam Library and writing more again, getting ready for the Reverse Big Bang, and planning a few things in my personal life, like a few trips, my wedding and a house move (yes… I’m becoming a boring adult and it’s a scary new world!)

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kitchenwitchsuperwhovian · 8 years ago

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Snow Queen

Pairings/ Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam, Castiel, (OFC) Iryania (sister)

Summary: What happens when a sister goes too far and gets between soul mates?

Prompts: #LoveSexMagic Challenge, The Snow Queen by Hans Christian Andersen (my take on his classic story mixed with the movie Snow White & the Huntsman: Winter’s War).

Word count: 4,507

Warnings: Angst, death, violence, fear, rage, love, SFW, this is gonna hurt y’all...

A/N: @neversatisfiedgirl, #LoveSexMagic Challenge, @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid, beta

*Italics are flashbacks/inner dialogue*

*Bold is spellwork* *GIFs are not mine*

15 years ago

“Iryania! Come quick! I have something to show you!” Y/N yelled from within the woods. Iri races towards her sister in fear that she found something dangerous. What she sees is far worse than anything she could have imagined. Iryania comes across Y/N kissing a strange man but the obvious love and affection chills her to the bone.

“Iri! This is Dean and he’s my soulmate. He was hunting a ghost the next town over with his dad and I was visiting mom and dad in the cemetery. They save people Iri. I want to help him and his family. They know what’s it’s like when the supernatural takes a part of your family. Dean lost his mom just like we lost mom and dad. Are you not happy for me?” Y/N asks innocently as she hugs Dean close to her side. A mask of affection quickly replaces her fear and anger.

“Y/N, I am so happy for you! Dean, welcome to the family.” Iryania hugs them both and tells them to come back for a big dinner at her house to celebrate. As the happy couple leaves, hugging and kissing, Iryania’s gaze turns from loving to a mask of rage that would have scared her sister to the core. Her mind was racing with thoughts of how Y/N was the better witch with her growing powers, her spells are stronger and more complex, and now she has a soulmate too. “No way should she be this happy. No. Time for big sister to give her what she deserves, just like she did her parents….”

March 2017

“Iri, hunting is becoming too routine. We find them, bespell them to where they destroy themselves, then head home after wiping our existence from those we interacted with. Why can’t we just stop and take a break?” Y/N asks wearily as they drive up to their shared farmhouse in Canada. “Iri, are you okay? You are awfully quiet.”

“Like you said, just tired. Maybe we should take a couple of weeks off to unwind. We have been at it for 15 years, Y/N.” she tells her sister softly.

“I know how long it’s been, Iryania. No need to remind me. Although two weeks off may be a good thing... We can replenish our reserves and stock up on the herbs from our kailyard.” Y/N states absentmindedly.

“Good, you take our stuff inside. I’m going to call a couple of friends and see if they want to hang out tonight, okay?”

“Yeah, sure. I’ll see you later. I’m going to take a long bath and a quick nap. That last motel was too nasty to even consider taking off my clothes.”

“Okay, I’ll wake you in a couple hours. Peaceful rest, sister dear.”

As soon as Y/N was inside the house and occupied, Iryania called her latest hunter contact about the whereabouts of Dean Winchester.

“Talk to me hunter. Tell me what I need to know.” she grits out through clenched teeth.

“Dean and Sam were last seen leaving Levering, Michigan heading north into Canada on a werewolf case. ETA is fours hours from your location.” the voice on the other side mumbles.

“Good. Keep me posted if that changes.” With a harsh snap of her fingers, she disconnects her phone and huffs in frustration. ��Because of a stupid werewolf, all her lies may be exposed.

One week later

“So get this….the last victim was the cousin to the other two victims. And they all have one thing in common. They have the same blood type. So, maybe this werewolf is hunting a specific blood type because they have the type in common?” Sam stated while scrolling through his files on his computer.

“Sounds a little thin but we’ve worked with less. Hey, didn’t the hospital say that there were two reported animal bites reported and one was the Chief of Surgery?” Dean asked while shuffling his paperwork around trying to find the file with the blood reports on it.

“Yeah, why?” Sam looks up from his computer for a second while shooting him a questioning glance in his direction.

“Well, guess who has the same type as the others? The Chief.” They both say smugly.

Later that week, they are able to track the werewolf to a mostly secluded section of forest just north of the Canadian border. Seam heads East while Dean heads West. Dean hears nothing for about a mile until he comes across a freshly killed rabbit with the heart missing.

“Sammy, I think I found something. Sammy?” Dean yells as he hears leaves rustle behind him a second too late. The werewolf knocks him to the ground and tries to bite him. Dean manages to grab his gun and hit the creature with it across the face. The creature rears back enough for Dean to scramble towards his fallen gun and stand up. He faces the werewolf and aims for the heart. It rushes towards him so he takes his silver blade out and stabs him in the heart just as he hears a voice he hasn’t heard in 15 years calling his name.

Unbeknownst to Dean, Sam found the girls’ farmhouse and was trying to convince them to stay inside where it was safe. The girls chuckle and tell him that they are witches who are trying to kill the werewolf that is terrorizing their small town. The girls seem to be drawn to the clearing where Dean is and as the sisters come upon Dean thrusting the silver blade into the heart of the werewolf. Y/N whispers Dean’s name and time seems to slow as Dean’s olive eyes met hers. She was in shock as he dropped the dead werewolf and ran to hug her. The ice that has been a constant in her life was slowly melting into the warmth she hadn’t realized she had missed.

Drawing Dean into a tight hug, she only let go when a masculine cough to her right startled her out of your daze. Sam was standing awkwardly next to her sister who stood with anger and fear in her gaze. “Sister, what did you do?” she hissed at her while holding and squeezing Dean’s hand.

“I have no idea what…..” she started to say but the angry hiss her sister made stopped her words cold.

“Iryania, WHAT DID YOU DO?!” she screamed as the fire from her natural powers started to lick at her sister’s feet.

“I did what I had to do to make you stronger!” She carefully removed her hand from Dean’s and gave him a reassuring smile at his confused and wary look. Then directed her gaze towards her sister and started to chant in Latin rapidly.

“Te ut verum dicas quomodo fecit mihi fortior pro se adducere mendacium est dolor meus in conspectu dissimilis tu semper sensi usque ad mortem!” (Translation: Tell me the truth about how you made me stronger for each lie spoken will bring you pain unlike any you've ever felt before until death!)

“I did nothing…..aaahhhhh!” Iryania started screaming as her bones cracked and bent with the beginning of the lie. Startled, she heard the cocking of a gun and look to see Sam pointing his gun at her head making her suck in a breath and try not to panic. Dean grasped her hand gently again and squeezes to assure her that everything will be okay. Y/N squeeze back and refocus on your sister.

“I,“ she gulps nervously. “At the first full moon after your profession of being in love and soulmates, I cast a spell that made you see, feel, and believe that he was dead. I had no idea that your powers would change to ice. I was jealous that you had found your soulmate so easily while I am still looking! I am the eldest yet everything came easy to you. Spells, your powers, and then love with this hunter of all things. You would not leave him willingly so I did what I had to to protect us both from the witch hunters. Aaahhhh!” She screams as the last of her words turn to lies and therefore excruciating pain.

“Tell the truth Iri. Please. For once quit being the big bad sister and tell me.” Tears of pain ran down her cheeks.

“Fine! You want the truth! I was sick of being the second class witch to my more powerful but younger sister. So what if I can bend the elements to my every whim? So what if I can cast an illusion so well that no one can tell reality from fiction? You, my dear sister, can create life from nothing. And of course your growing powers would be to take life away as well. I wanted what you had and nothing was stopping me. Not even your soulmate and your pathetically sweet true love.”

“Iryania, if you had only asked me to, I could have located your soulmate so that you could be happy like I was. After Dean had died…” she gulp as she tried to will away the tears that started forming.

Dean hugged her close to his side and Sam slowly lowers his gun when he sees the genuine affection between the two. He slowly makes his way to Dean’s side and gives an awkward, embarrassed smile. With a nod of his head, Dean gives Y/N the courage to continue.

“Iri, I found mom’s spellbook from when she was a child. In it was the spell to find a lost soulmate. She cast it on her 18th birthday, when our powers come to light and a year later, father found her. I was set to cast it for you on the same full moon you used to curse me.” She stated sadly as the look of shock on her sister’s face becomes too much and the tears start to fall on both of their faces.

However, the look of shock on her face is quickly masked by her anger. “Y/N, you may have helped me then but I can say that not having my soulmate has made me the better witch. I have no one and nothing that I care about enough to be used against me as leverage. Not even you, dear sister.” She sneers at the obvious love in both Y/N and Dean’s eyes.

Y/N was shocked and hurt beyond reason that no pain came to Iryania. She was telling the truth. All those years watching each other’s backs, being there for each other, her helping to get to a new normal without her soulmate, eradicating the witch hunters…..it was all a lie. All of it, a lie.

Violently yanking her hand from Dean’s and take a step towards her sister, sparks of fire start to circle around Y/N’s hands. Dean tries to calm her down but she shakes off his hands and whisper that she needed to do this by herself. Sam sees something in her expression that tells him to get Dean away to safety before something happens that can’t be fixed later.

“Dean, she needs to do this alone. If the roles were reversed and it was us, what would you do? Let’s take care of the body and wait by the car. She’ll be fine. Come on.” Sam gently pulls Dean away from the sisters and towards the body of the werewolf.

Iryania looks at Y/N haughtily until she realizes that her hands are completely engulfed in flames but her eyes are ice cold. She’s trying to move from where she is standing but is unable. She looks down to see that ice is forming around her feet and steadily climbing up her legs.

“Y/N, what are you doing?” she frantically tries to recall a spell to dispense the ice but in her panic, all thoughts flee her head. The ice is solidifying around her waist now as she attempts to get Y/N to calm down.

“Something I should have done a while ago. Iri, whatever affection I held for you is now gone. Your pleas have fallen on deaf ears. Because of you, we went on a killing spree. Were any of the witch hunters even hunters or were they someone to be eliminated?” At the remorse and guilt in her eyes, Y/N scoffs in disgust. “I have always looked up to you, loved you for your many flaws, and always forgave you for any sins against me but this is it Iryania. You are out of chances. I cannot forgive you for tricking me into killing innocents because you are a jealous cow who has an inferiority complex. So what if I was happy and in love? If I wasn’t with you, nothing else mattered or was it the fact that you will NEVER have the level of power I do? Huh? TELL ME!”

“Yes dammit! I was sick of being left behind. Who cares if it took me months to work out a new spell?! It took you half that time on the same damn spell! Oh Y/N is a natural! Look at her! Blah blah blah! See me, dammit! I am the oldest, I should be the one everyone looks at, not you. Even mother and father looked at us differently. Well that sure changed, didn’t it?” she snarked.

At this revelation, Y/N flashed back to finding her home on fire and the screams of their parents could be heard for miles. How her powers couldn’t put out the flames. By the time help had arrived, the house was in ashes and Iryania was comforting Y/N as she wailed and cried in her sister’s arms for hours.

“You killed them because you thought that they loved me more than you because of powers? Well, you can tell them what you did when I send you to hell!” The ice was on her chin and slowly climbing over the rest of her head.

“Be careful what you wish for, dear sister. We may see you sooner that you think…” As the last of the ice covers her mouth, mumbles come from her lips until they are frozen together. With both hands and arms aflame, Y/N reaches forward to hug her sister. Her eyes widen in fear just as Y/n increases the pressure and flames engulf the both of them just before she explodes into ice shards which melt rapidly into the forest floor. Dean comes running at the sound of the explosion with Sam a few feet behind him, both with guns drawn. The fire on her arms suddenly goes out and Y/N starts to feel sick and dizzy.

“Dean, I think she cast a spell before she died but I didn’t catch any of it. She was encased in ice so it was muffled. I need to lie down. Maybe you should call in a witch or someone who can reverse it because something doesn’t feel right. I need to lie down and sleep. I’m suddenly so tired. Dean?” Y/N mumbles into Dean’s shirt as her hands slacken suddenly and she passes out.

“Sam! Help me get her to Baby and we can call Cas. I don’t know what her sister did but it can’t be anything good.” Dean swiftly picks her up bridal style as Sam races to the car to open the doors. Dean gently places her in the backseat and covers her with his jacket. He slams the door, jumps into the driver’s seat as Sam gets in the other side and speeds towards the U.S. border. He has a hunter friend who can get them across without papers.

“Hey Cas, can you meet us in Michigan? Dean’s soulmate had a spell cast on her and we don’t know what it is. Thanks.” Sam hangs up and lets Dean know that Cas can meet them in the small town of Levering, Michigan just south of the Canadian border. As Dean drives, he can’t help but to constantly check the rearview mirror to see if she’s still breathing. It takes a close call with a truck to get Dean focused back on the road.

“Sammy, check to see if she’s breathing, okay? I need to watch the road and I can’t if I don’t know if she’s still alive or not.” He sees Sam out of the corner of his eye put a hand on her chest and the shallow but steady breaths she emits calm Dean down a little. Sam just prays that Y/N makes it through this. He doesn’t think Dean would do well if she was to die.

After stopping for gas, Sam calls Cas who is just a couple miles down the road already in a motel room. Sam gives Dean directions and he parks quickly, grabs Y/N, and hustles them towards the room Cas rented. Two swift knocks from Sam have Cas opening the door cautiously to let them in.

“Dean. Sam. Who is she?” Cas asks with a quirk of his brow and a nod in her direction while Dean carefully lays her out on the bed and covers her with the comforter.

“She’s my soulmate. Met her when we were 18, we were together for a month, and then she disappeared. Turns out her and her sister are witches and the sister cast a spell to make Y/N think I was dead. Let’s just say that some shit went down and Y/N had to kill her sister but not before she cast another spell. She was encased in ice so Y/N wasn’t able to determine what was said. Do you think you can help?” Dean asks hopefully.

Cas walks towards Y/N and looks over the woman destined for Dean. It is obvious that she has had a hard life but he hopes and prays to Father that she can be saved. Dean deserves some happiness in his life. He may have Sam and now Mary, but a soulmate is something he dared not dream of since she went missing. Cas places two fingers on her forehead and closes his eyes to concentrate. He feels an oppressive force that is slowly draining the life from her body. He tries to delve deeper but the curse is sticky and fluid. Everytime he thinks that he is making progress, it spreads and envelops whatever healing he had just done and turn it into fuel for the curse. Once he sees the words of the actual curse, his stills in shock and sadness. Cas comes back to himself in the motel room to find Dean and Sam arguing about Y/N.

“Dammit Dean! If you would just listen, I think that she would be more comfortable at the bunker where we can protect her better or have you forgotten about Lucifer’s child?” Sam huffs in frustration as he tries to reason with Dean.

“Sam, I can’t lose her again. Not when I just found her. I won’t.” Dean softly walks over to Y/N and brushes her hair over her ear. “Hey baby. I need you to be strong and fight whatever your sister did to you. We just found each other again and I don’t know about you, but I would like the chance to be together, hmmm. So fight love. I’ll be right here waiting for you to open your gorgeous Y/E/C eyes, okay?” He kisses her forehead and settles himself into the chair next to the bed for what he hopes is a short wait. He takes her left hand in his and absentmindedly strokes his thumb across the back of her hand.

“What have you found out Cas?” Dean whispers while Sam sits on the other bed.

“We have a problem Dean. The curse that was cast is finite. So long as she has a soulmate she is in love with, she will continue to fade and eventually die. Her sister knew what she was doing. She worded the curse so there are no loopholes. I am sorry Dean.” Cas states in a regretful tone and looks down in shame at his inability to once again help his friend.

“Cas, what is the exact wording she used? Maybe there is a loophole that you haven’t figured out, okay? Let’s not give up so easy.” Dean asks in a hopeful but resigned tone.

“Quamdiu amor soulmate habitat in toto corde tuo, et celeriter ad mortem veniet.” (Translation ~ So long as the love of a soulmate lives within your heart, death will come swiftly and with purpose.”) Castiel looks at Dean with regret as he sighs and tries to work out how to save Y/N.

24 hours later

“Dean, Sam may have found a solution but it is extreme and risky, especially for Y/N…” Cas whispers behind Dean’s sunken frame.

Dean swiftly drinks the last of his whiskey and slowly turns to face Castiel. “Hit me with it. Nothing is as important as Y/N, awake and alive.”

“Dean, the spell stated that as long as she had the love of her soulmate in her heart, she would be like this. So we have to remove the love and memories attached to her soulmate and replace them with other memories. She has to completely forget about you, her connection and love for you, as well as any memories of Sam. She also has to believe that her sister was killed by another witch and said witch was killed in the process. If she was to lay eyes on you again, all memories and love for you would return and she would die.”

“I don’t care, Cas. As long as she’s alive and healthy.” Dean pats Cas on his back as he leaves the room to check on Y/N. He sits next to the bed and takes her hand in both of his. Dean sighs heavily as he wonders what to do next.

“Y/N, I really wish you would wake up but in order for you to be perfectly fine, I have to give you up all over again. I hope you know somewhere deep inside that no matter where you are or what you are doing, I will always love you.” Sam opens the door and whispers that it's time. Dean keeps his eyes closed tightly as a single tear escapes and travels forlornly down his face.

“One more minute Sammy. I need to say goodbye.” As Sam's steps echo away from the room, Dean brushes her hair away from her face and kiss her forehead softly. “Maybe in the next life baby.” He gently picks her up and places her on the table in the war room where Castiel has set up for the spell.

“I need you both to leave the room for this. She cannot wake up and see you. I will return for you after it is done.” Castiel says in a stern tone.

Three hours later, you wake up back in your house in the woods with no memory on how you got to bed. You blink the sleep away from your eyes and you can't help but feel a nagging sense that you're forgetting something important. As the last vestiges of sleep fade, you prepare for your day shift at the coffee shop which starts in thirty minutes. You hurry and take a five minute shower, get dressed while eating a breakfast bar and head out.

Castiel pops back into the bunker to see Sam holding Dean as he sobs uncontrollably while murmuring her name repeatedly. Sam looks to Cas with a dejected and worrisome expression as they both try to calm Dean down. When that fails, Cas puts him to sleep using his grace. They both manage to wrestle Dean to his room and lay him on his bed. Sam proceeds to take off Dean’s shoes and cover him with a quilt as he gives Cas a silent nod to leave the room.

Sam and Cas discuss ways they can help Dean get through this tough situation but they are unsure about the lasting effects of basically losing a soulmate has on Dean. As the months go by, Dean sinks further and further into himself. He's stop going to bars and instead drinks alone in his motel room, staring into space as the memories of them cloud his mind.

Two years go by and Sam and Dean are driving through a little town in northern Maine when Dean realizes that Baby is almost out of gas. Sam takes the opportunity to stretch and search for a decent place to find a meal. Luckily the coffee shop across the street from the gas station offers a wide variety of salads and sandwiches that he and Dean can agree on. Sam hears a low humming coming from the kitchen as he grabs the last part of his order and heads out to Baby. While Sam is sitting inside Baby eating Dean has his back towards the coffee shop. Dean finishes pumping gas, puts the hose away and climbs into the driver side. There's the peal of a bell as a door opens in the distance which he ignores as he hum the song, Heat of the Moment by Asia. Him and Sam bicker a bit about the radio as he puts Baby in drive and leaves the little town behind. In his rearview mirror, he sees a small crowd around the front of the coffee shop across from the gas station but shrugs off his curiosity since the hunt ended a few hours ago.

Unbeknownst to Dean, Y/N had just finished her shift at the coffee shop and was leaving on her lunch break when she dropped her purse outside the front door. After picking everything up, she hears a loud thunk of a car door slamming across the street. When she looks up, her eyes lock onto Dean's face. A cry of anguish escapes her lips as her memories return along with the overwhelming sense of love and trust she feels for Dean. Her eyes roll back in her head and before she hits the ground, her heart takes its final beat. A passerby who knew her from the diner screams for help but it's too late. Her sister’s revenge is complete when the spell takes hold as the echo of Baby’s engine fades into the distance.

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