《Supernatural x Male!Reader Season 1》Supernatural x Male!Reader Part 9!
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Episode: Season 1 Episode 13
Part: 4
Key:
(M/n) = Male Name
WARNING: Death, swearing, boy x boy stuff, some triggering stuff, this is Supernatural, anything happens in that show
Enjoy~!
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The three were at the swamp that Cyrus was in.
Dean was on a tractor, Sam was telling him what to do as they pulled a truck out of the water. Till they stopped, (M/n) walked up to the truck and looked inside, "He's seen better days."
Dean moved to the trunk of the Impala and looking though it, when Sam kept bringing up that Dean still loves Cassie.
"Can we focus please?"
"I'm just saying Dean." The older man handed his brother something, "Hold that."
"All right. What an I getting?"
"Gas. Flashlight..."
"Got it, got it." It was amazing to see how the brothers went into business mode.
"Alright, lets get this done." Sam nodded. The two went to the truck and moved to the door. The three exchanged glances before Dean opened it and a decaying body fell out.
They salted and started to burn the body.
"Think that'll do it?" (M/n) asked.
Soon the ghost truck appeared, headlights facing them, engine reving.
"I guess not."
"So burning the body had no effect on that thing?" Sam asked.
"Yeah it did, its pissed now." The demon bluntly said.
"But Cyrus' ghost is gone, right Dean?"
Dean started to walk away, "Apparently not the part that's fused with the truck."
"Where are you going?"
"For a little ride."
"What?!" (M/n)'s eyes widened, and followed the man.
"Gonna lead that thing away, That busted piece of crap, you gotta burn it. And your not following me."
"The hell I aint." The two went into the car.
"Dean, how the hell am I supposed to burn a truck?" Sam asked.
"I don't know, figure something out."
Sam got a bag out the back of the Impala, muttering 'figure something' under his breath.
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Dean put the Impala in reverse and sped off, the truck going after him. Sam hid till they were gone and the Impala and truck went on a wild ride through the back roads.
Soon Sam's phone rang.
"Hey, you gotta give me a minute."
"I don't think we have a minute Sam. What are you two planning on doing?"
"(M/n)? Why do you have Deans phone?"
"I don't know if you know this, but he's currently driving away from a PSYCHO TRUCK THATS TRYING TO KILL US." He yelled in the other end,
"Alright, alright, point taken. Let me think of something and get back to you." He hung up on the boy before he could say anything.
(M/n) looked at the phone, "Get back to me?"
While the two were driving, Sam called Cassie.
"Hey Cassie? Hey, it's Sam, I need some information and it has to be exactly right."
After a little bit, Sam got back to (M/n).
"All right, (M/n)?"
"You better have something good."
"Where are you guys?"
"In the middle of no where with a killer truck on our ass! It's like it knows Dean put the torch on Cyrus."
"Listen to me, (M/n), this is very important for Dean, if not both him and your vessel, to get out alive. I have to know exactly where you are."
(M/n) looked at the signs that they went passed, "Decatur road, about two miles off the highway."
"Ok, heading east?"
"Yeah!"
"What's he saying?!" Dean was starting to panic, and only got the holding up one finger. The truck then back ends the Impala, it skidded all over the road before regaining traction. Dean yelled loudly at the truck.
"Ok, ahh, turn right! Up ahead, turn right!" Sam exclaimed, the boy then told the man in the drivers seat. Dean swung right, the truck following, both engines screamed and revved.
"You guys turn?"
"Yes, he made the turn! You need to move this thing a little faster, Sam!"
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"All right, you see a road up ahead?"
"No! Wait...No...yes, I see it!" The truck slowly grew ground on the Impala's left side.
"Ok, turn left."
"What?! Alright, hold on." Dean slammed on the brakes and the truck ran past the car, Dean then swung the car onto the smaller road.
"All right, now what?"
"You need to go seven tenth of a mile and then stop. And (M/n), your gonna wanna get out before he gets there."
"Stop?"
"Exactly seven tenths."
As the demon told Dean what to do, he was keeping an eye on the speedometer, whispering 'seven tenths..'
The right moment dean spin the car around and moves it back to sit exactly where Sam advised, facing back the way he came. At that moment, (M/n) gave Dean the phone and got out of the car and hid in the grass as Sam told him too. Dean was sitting between two posts on each side of the road and the last remains of a wall, almost broken down. The truck appeared again, a little far away from the Impala, revving its engine.
"(M/n), you still there?"
"No, its Dean. (M/n) jumped out and I don't know where he went. Why would he do that?"
Sam ignored the last part, "What's happening?"
"It's just staring at me, what do I do?"
"Just what you are doing, bringing it to you."
"Wha..."
The truck started to spin its tires and comes barreling toward Dean and the Impala. Dean watched it come, holding the steering wheel tight. As the truck was about to reach him, he closed his eyes. The truck roared through him, disintegrating into nothing as it did so. Dean opened his eyes and stared at the empty road, looked behind him to see nothing.
"Dean. You still there?" Sam asked into the phone.
"Where'd it go?" The older Winchester was in complete shock.
"Dean, you're where the church was."
"What church?!"
"The place Cyrus burned down. Murdered all those kids."
"Well, there's nothing much left."
"Church ground is hallowed ground, whether the church is there or not. Evil spirits cross over hallowed ground are sometimes destroyed. So are demons."
"What if your wrong? About the evil spirit part."
"Huh, honestly that thought hadn't occurred to me."
Dean stared at his phone and hung up, mimics what his brother said before slamming his hands on the steering wheel. Looking up, he say (M/n) at the edge of where the church used to be, the boy only smiled and waved at the man in the car.
~Timeskip~
Dean and Cassie walked toward the Impala, Sam and (M/n) were already in the car.
"My mother says to tell you thanks again."
Dean nodded and they came to a stop beside the car, facing eachother.
"This is a better goodbye, than last time."
"Yeah, well maybe this time it will be a little less permanent." Dean said hopefully.
"You know what? I'm a realist. I don't see much hope for us Dean." Cassie smiled, "Plus there's someone else that loves you a hell lot more then I do, and can handle your supernatural beings more then I ever could." Both of them looked at (M/n), who was staring at them, but then panicked as they looked at him. He just looked up and around whistling.
Dean smiled and laughed a bit.
"Good bye, Dean."
"Bye Cassie."
They kissed and stared at each other before Dean got in the car. Sam and Cassie waved, Cassie and (M/n) smiled at each other before the car took off.
~Later~
Dean stared out the window as Sam drove the Impala.
"I like her."
"Yeah."
"You meet someone like her, doesn't it make you wonder if it's worth it? Putting everything else on hold, doing what we do?"
Dean looked at Sam, smiled and reached for his sunglasses and slid them on. He then slouched down in the seat with a sigh.
"Wake me up when its my turn to drive."
Sam shook his head and he looks at the long straight road as the Impala cruises.
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