Supernatural One shots

See You Soon

Tonight was the night. It was the night, you were finally going to just let everything go. It was the night you were going to kill yourself. Sam and Dean had left to go to the local bar, and the bunker was completely empty.
As you walked in the kitchen, you skimmed your finger tips along the counter, until they hit a small note pad. Your plan was to leave a note for them to find you, after you were already dead and gone.
My dearest Sam and Dean,
I am so sorry it had to come to this. I'm just not good enough to be in this world. I love you both so much, but I am so sorry, I have to do this.
See you soon,
Y/n
A few tear drops fell on the paper as you wrote. You left the note on the fridge, pinned by a magnet.
You sighed and walked to the bathroom, and locked the door. You went over to the sink, and picked the bottle of pills off the cabinet. You poured the contents of the bottle in your hand. There was about twenty pills, and you swallowed ten of them. The razor that Dean used to shave, was sitting on the sink. You picked it up, and broke off one of the razors.
Sitting on the bathroom floor, you slid the blade along your arms, making blood run down.
Sam and Dean had came back early, and had just walked into the bunker. Dean walked into the kitchen and walked to the fridge, grabbing two beers. Dean was about to turn away, when his eyes caught your suicide note.
The two bottles slid out of his hands, he shouted, "Sam!"
Sam came running into the kitchen, and looked at the note. Dean took of running, looking everywhere for you.
You started to feel light headed, as you continued to lose blood. You hadn't noticed the sound of Sam and Dean yelling out for you.
The bathroom door burst open, and you looked up, only to see a blurry Dean. He was saying something, but you just couldn't hear what. Then you blacked out.
When you woke up, there was a sound of beeping and a foot tapping. The smell of medicine, let you know you were inside of a hospital. There was something in your nose, and you then realized it was a cannula. You gradually opened your eyes, and looked over to see Dean holding your hand.
"D-Dean?"
Dean's head snapped up in your direction. "Oh thank god. Y/n I thought we lost you," Dean said as you lowered your eyes to your arms. "They stitched your arms and pumped your stomach. Y/n why would you do this to yourself?"
"You read the note. You know why," you whispered and closed your eyes.
You felt two hand on your cheeks, and you looked up at Dean, only inches from your face. "Y/n you are amazing, beautiful, and so smart. I love you. Sam loves you. You are so much more worthy than you think," Dean said as he pushed your hair out of your face.
"It's true, y/n. You are so amazing and we love you," Sam said from the doorway, as he made his way towards the bed. Sam sat at the end of the bed, and Dean sat back in the chair, with your hands in his.
"Y/n please promise me, you will come to us when you feel like you did last night," Dean said as he squeezed your hands.
"I promise," you nodded and looked between Sam and Dean. These boys were the only reason you would of wanted to live. There was no one else who would take care of you like they did.