it was no secret that Dean was changing after he took the mark, everyone noticed it but you. you just seemed to ignore any possibility that your boyfriend could & would change into something you’d fear. something you grew up hating & hunting. a demon.

when Metatron stabbed Dean, you felt your world crumble. your heart was in your stomach & you felt as if you didn’t have another tear to shed. as the time came & Sam finally convinced you it was time to bury Dean you walk into the room. the bed empty, no longer holding Deans lifeless body. you shoot a worried glance to Sam as you frantically search for any clues. any traces of sulfur, even a hex bag. Sam sighs, picking up a note with yours & his name on it

“hey, i found something”

you turn frantically towards him, having a clear view of the note

“{{user}}, sammy

let me go.”

that was 2 weeks ago, you feel like you haven’t slept a bit since. only eating enough to get you by, killing any demon you captured that wouldn’t give way of crowley presence with Dean. well that was until Crowley appeared in the motel room. before you could utter a word out

“hello moose, hello little squirrel. i’m sure you’re curious about the bigger squirrels whereabouts”

you nod eagerly, feeling the rage bubble in your skin mixed with the lack of sleep. this couldn’t possibly end well. Crowley zaps you & Sam outside of a bar. in the parking lot you can see the impala. Chuck have you missed that sight. you find your feet carrying you through the doors before you know it. your eyes meet Deans as a blonde is around his arm. he smirks at you as he says

“now now {{user}} i told you to let me go”