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Seven Years pt. 2~Sam Winchester

A/N- I know the way I've written the times that some things might not match up, but it helps the plot

"Come on loser, we've got a case," Dean says, throwing a newspaper in my lap. I groaned and sat up, sighing tiredly. "Where?" I asked, throwing the newspaper and covers off my legs and sitting on the edge of the bed. "A small town in North Carolina," he replied, packing his duffel.

"I'm not going," I responded dully, seeing him pause and turn back to me. "Why not?" He asked, moving closer. "Because! Y/N was buried here. I don't want to be hours away. I never should've let her leave in the first place."

Dean sighed and said, "Look, Sam, I get it, ok, I do. There's a reason I wouldn't let you make a deal, because I've been there and so has Y/N. Only she wasn't as fortunate as me, I guess. I'm sorry you lost her, hell, I'm sorry that we all lost her. But if we're gonna make it from western Tennessee to North Carolina, we have to get moving."

"No," I responded stubbornly, causing Dean to raise his eyebrows. "Sammy, don't do this. Don't do me like you did Bobby when I got sent to Hell. Come on, it'll be fine. It's been ten months, I don't think she's coming back."

I sighed and gave in, going to brush my teeth. There was a knock on the door and I yelled, a muffled sound, for Dean to answer it. "Holy... I don't think so," Dean shouted, throwing something loudly. "Damn it, Dean, it's really me," a soft voice cried, grunting a few seconds after saying that.

I spat out the toothpaste and wiped my mouth quickly, stepping into the main room to see Dean holding someone in a chokehold. "Got a skinwalker," Dean said, struggling. The girl in his arms groaned and elbowed him roughly in the stomach. She then twisted his arms so he couldn't do anything.

"For the last time, Winchester, my name is Y/F/N, I'm 24 years old, and I dated Sam. C'mon, Moose, help me out." The girl, Y/N, turned to look at me and I studied her for a minute with my jaw dropped.

Dean struggled against her hold, shouting, "DAMN IT SAM, HELP ME!" Y/N rolled her eyes and let him go, grabbing a knife. "One wrong move, Dean and I swear to God you'll regret ever being born." He chuckled and said, "Already do, sweetheart."

"Ok, you'll regret being a man, how's that?" She gave a pointed look, raising an eyebrow. He gulped, stepping back. "That's what I thought. Now, I can explain... it was Cas. He pulled me out but he got his feathery ass stuck in Hell, so we gotta save him."

Dean glared and said, "Do you honestly expect me to believe that an angel got stuck in Hell?" Y/N fixed her e/c eyes on him angrily, saying, "Yes, actually, I am. You can ask your dear fuckbuddy Ruby about it."

She turned her glare onto me and my heart sank. "I... I didn't... I–"

Y/N cut me off with a glare, snapping, "Don't lie to me, Winchester. I almost threw away my life to be with you, Cas just did that, actually, and you hook up with a demon?"

I hung my head in shame, avoiding Dean's gaze. "Much less after what she did? Are you fucking serious, Sam?" I went over and pushed her backwards, watching as she stumbled back a little. "I get it, ok?! Just drop it!" I shouted, seeing the look in her's and Dean's eyes. "Can we just go?" She asked, brushing past me and going to the other end of the bunker. Dean sighed and continued packing, saying, "I'm so doing a demon test."

~after the hunt~

"Y/N?" I called, knocking lightly on the doorframe as she looked up from her book. "What?" She asked, staring emotionlessly at my face. "Can we talk?" I asked, stepping into the room.

Y/N shrugged and I sighed, going to sit on the bed. "Look, I'm sorry about Ruby," I said, earning a glare from her. "Really? Then why'd you go back to the bitch?" She spat, causing my chest to hurt.

"Look, hear me out," I said, licking my lips as she gave me her full attention. "Ruby promised me something. She promised me that if I went with her again, she'd bring you back. That's the only reason I did it. Then she met you and came up to me and said she wouldn't do it. I tried to stop seeing her, but she threatened to make sure you were tortured worse than ever before. I had to do it, Y/N."

Her face softened and said quietly, "Really?" I nodded and said, "Really." There was a moment of silence before Y/N threw her arms around my neck and said, "I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry."

"It's fine," I said, holding her tighter, "You're ok with me now. We're good."

Sorry this is short and crappy and you didn't see much of Dean and not to mention the pronouns and I am so sorry in general. I should've left it at part one, probably.
-Poison 👻