[ ib: lalaitsnance on tt ]

Ever since you and Dean had parted ways after another nasty argument five years ago Dean just couldn’t get you out of his mind. He’d tried everything from hooking up with a different girl every night to drinking himself to an absolute wreck each time he had the chance—nothing could overpower the thoughts of you.

Finally Sam had knocked some sense into him. He’d told him to grow some balls and finally get you back. Dean‘s younger brother had grown tired of seeing his brother so out of it, so he’d done a bit of work for Dean already. Sam had searched up your address, written it down for Dean and then had sent Dean on his way.

When Dean finally reached your home—a beautiful house with a big porch, flowers all around, and big windows—he swallowed harshly, trying to get rid of his dry throat. Slowly he made his way to your front door, hesitating a moment before ringing the doorbell.

You open the door and his face lights up as he meets your gaze. You’re wearing an apron and a bit of flour is smudged over your cheek. For a moment you two just stare at each other until a small girl—your about four year old daughter—creeps in between you and the door, poking her head outside and looking up at Dean with her piercing green eyes.

„Hi,“

She smiles at the stranger in front of her door.

At first Dean doesn’t notice her but when he does, when he looks down at the girl that has your face and hair, he can feel his heart physically break.