You felt panic rise up inside you when your eyes first opened. This was certainly not your room. Oh it was far from that. And it wasn't certainly somewhere you remembered going last night- not that there would be any other place to go other than your bed, with your german shepherd sleeping by your side and Supernatural playing on TV. This place- you had never been here before in your life, let alone last night.
You were in the middle of, what obviously looked like, a forest. An actual forest.
For a moment you contemplated whether this was a dream or not. So much Supernatural in just two weeks should have surely had an impact on your sleep. But you've had that urgent need to watch the last three seasons all over again, so youcouldn't help it.
You decided to take in a deep breath and stood up on your feet. You sure as hell were wearing the same pjs as last night. And the fact that your feet were bare didn't help in your situation at all. It only proved even more to the fact that you had somehow pulled away from your house and dumped you here. You tried to steady your breathing and you willed yourself to walk. You needed to find the main road, maybe that way you could understand where you were. Last time you had checked though there was not a forest nearby.
You wrapped your arms around yourself, the thin fabric of your shirt not helping at all. Luckily at least your pj pants were long and warm enough, because the icy cold of the early morning would have made you freeze to death before you could even open your eyes. You winced more times than you could ever count and by now you couldn't even look down at your feet to guess that there would be blood there. It wasn't something major obviously but the scratches stung a lot.
You blinked several times, trying to shield your eyes from the rising sun. Everything seemed to be the same as you passed tree by tree but a shaky sigh of relief left your lips as soon as you saw the faint sight of road. You hurried even more to get there as fast you could, but you immediately started to regret your decision as your vision started to become blur. Things started spinning around you and you found yourself stumbling.
You winced once your feet were placed on the cold road and you only stood for a second there, in the middle of the road. You could hear the faint roar of a car, maybe approaching, or maybe not. You couldn't tell and through your blurry vision you certainly could even make out in the distance. But you didn't even have to try anymore as within seconds as it seemed you felt your eyes slowly flutter before you found the ground and darkness enveloped you.
And he slammed on the breaks stopping only a few metres away from a lying body. Two men rushing to get out of the car to said body, worry etching on both their features. They shared a look and without having to say anything you were scooped up and away from your probable death.
~*~
A loud groan left your lips as you felt yourself being pulled out of the darkness. Your hand instinctively moved to your head but it wasn't the pain that made your eyes open. It was basically the lack of it. And the sight you came face to face with was one to make your eyes go as wide as it could be.
It wasn't the fact that you weren't at the forest anymore. It was the fact that you were at another place. Not an unknown one. But one you knew all too well... The bunker?
The sound of footstep and movement made your eyes fall on the doorway and now you realized they could go even more wide. You scooted backwards immediately a pure look of horror on your face.
"No, no hey hey! We're not gonna harm! It's ok, you're safe. You;re safe here." it wasn't only the words but the sincerity in his hazel eyes that made you relax. That and the fact that you knew he meant all that he said.
"Sam Winchester" you breathed out before you could realize it and he froze in his place for a second.
"How do you-"
"I'm not a monster!" you hurried to add "I'm not!"
He shook his head, smiling "No, no it's fine. We already know that, we-"
"Did the tests." you breathed out, seeing the holy water on your bedside.
"...Are you a hunter?" he frowned at you and you shook your head.
"Not really." you admitted, looking down at your hands for a second. But you couldn't but let your eyes wander around the walls. You knew this room – you had (guilty yes you were) dreamed lots of things happening here many times – especially with this rooms owner, a man you'd die to meet and as it seemed would eventually-
"Then how do you know about all of this?" a rough voice made your eyes snap to the door and sure there he was right next to Sam. Your eyes widened as soon as you saw him and his went wide, the small frown instantly disappearing.
"Dean." your voice was barely audible as you breathed out his name, maybe loving it a little too much how it rolled off your lips, but he did catch it and he frowned slightly. You blinked, feeling a blush rise up on your cheeks.
"I just- it's- it's complicated." you mumbled, eyes casting down. Because you knew if you kept looking at him you'd be bright red in moments. Still, though, you felt his eyes looking intensely at you.
"Welcome to the club then." he laughed and a small smirk lifted on your lips.
"But- how did you end up there?" Sam asked with a frown and you looked up at him for a second before your eyes fell on Dean for good, you felt a pull towards him – more so than usually. You knew loving a fictional character so much seemed kinda normal to you before but this- this now looked more crazy.
"I- I have no idea." you admitted "I just woke up there. No memory of last night a-and I am not one to drink a lot."
Sam chuckled, giving Dean a look at which he rolled his eyes.
"But I know one thing for sure" you spoke up again "I... am not from here."
Well that was something new.
~*~
"Here." Dean said, handing you a warm cup of coffee. You couldn't help but notice the small spark you felt once his fingers brushed past yours.
"Thanks"
Your eyes locked for a second but he cleared his throat and immediately pulled his hand away. He tried to play it as cool as possible but you took notice, Sam definitely did too, of how he came to seat... next to you?
"Thank you really, for everything. Clothes included." you told both of them with a small smile.
"No need to. " Sam smiled "Do you think you can explain what you meant by... not from here?"
You let a small sigh, playing nervously with your mug "Hey" you felt a hand on your shoulder and turned to look at Dean. You had t note to yourself how much more green his eyes were from up close.
"I'm not from this universe." you breathed out and they both shared a look.
"Wh-what?" Sam asked.
"I mean I'm not- I'm not from here. In my- in my universe you- it's like the French mistake." you said and Dean raised an eyebrow.
"The what?" he made a face at which you couldn't help but giggle.
"The French Mistake. It's an episode... in Supernatural." the word alone made both Dean and Sam roll their eyes.
"Yeah the one with fake you and fake Sam." you added and he shook his head.
"Are we not going to get rid of that, ever?" Dean grumbled taking a sip of his beer.
"But how- how did you end up here then?"
"I- I don't know. I mean I didn't perform some spell like you guys to get back or something. I went to bed like usual and next thing I knew was that I woke up in that forest. I- I seriously have no idea what's going on." you breathed out shakily, frowning deeply.
"H-hey don't worry, we will find a way for you back ok?" Sam gave you one of his usual puppy looks and you could feel yourself relax slightly "We will do anything for that ok? Dean and I won't rest until you're back home away from this and where you belong. Right Dean?" he turned to look at his brother who seemed to have been caught off guard because he tried to mask his previous expression.
"Yeah- yeah sure." he cleared his throat, avoiding eye-contact. But his voice did give away everything.
"Don't worry, you're in safe hands." Sam couldn't help but give his brother a look "But until we find a way back for you, how about we get to know you a little better huh?" it was obvious how he was trying to make you feel as safe as possible.
"Well I think we'll probably be done in five minutes." you chuckled and they raised an eyebrow.
You shook your head "My life ain't all that interesting."
Dean scoffed and you turned to look at Dean, who put on a smile on his face "You woke up in the middle of the forest after being zapped in another universe, what's more interesting than that?"
You breathed out a chuckle "I guess you could say. But other than that, nothing much. Your typical fangirl, not the crazy kind like Becky I swear!" you rushed to say and they both relaxed a little bit "I was just finishing college, one year left actually. I wanted to travel after that, but I still haven't decided where to. I want it to be by car, though and as long as possible."
"You like long car rides?" Dean smirked softly and you nodded your head, biting your lower lip.
"Jumping in a car and running away to who-knows-where? Hell yeah." you breathed out.
"And what about after that? What would you like to do for a living?"
You sighed "I know it may sound stupid, my parents could never really understand me on that part but- but I want to beable to do something that can help others. There is so much pain out there that-" you cut yourself, pursing your lips and shaking your head.
"That's not stupid. Far from that." Dean spoke sincerely, looking at you fully in the eyes.
"Well- as of now I just really wish I can get back safe." you shrugged, taking a sip of your coffee.
"You will, don't worry." Sam said with a comforting smile.
"But tell me you guys, is it all the way I see it on the show?" you tried to lighten the mood a little, Dean's seemingly crestfallen look wasn't helping at all.
"Well, there are a few deferences here and there." Sam waved his hand and only then you took glimpse of a... tattoo on his wrist?"
He noticed how you squinted your eyes at it and he looked down at it, smiling a little bit as well "Yeah uh one of the few differences." you could see a faint emotion of sadness on his face.
He extended his hand and only then did you notice a name was written there. The moment you saw the first name 'Jessica' you didn't have to guess to know the rest.
"It's there on it's own." he spoke up and you raised an eyebrow "It appears during the teen years for every person, though there are unlucky ones that see this line over it, meaning they're dead, before even getting to meet them."
"Them?" you frowned.
"Their soulmate." he noted with a soft smile and your mouth fell open.
"Sounds like out of the cheesiest chick flick you've ever heard huh?" Dean said with a sarcastic smile, obviously trying to hide something else.
"...And what about you?" your voice was barely above a whisper and Dean's head snapped to your direction, staring directly into your big eyes.
He almost felt his breath hitch on his throat at how captivating they were. There was some kind of sparkle there he had no een before. Innocent yet not. Pure, and untouched by all the pain he had gone through. Big and filled with wonder and awe. He couldn't admit it even to himself but it was the cutest sight he had seen in his entire life. It made his heart skip a beat.
He cleared his throat and plastered on a teasing fake smile, looking away "Nah no line over mine, probably alive and kicking some asses if she is stubborn as I am."
You did notice a fondness in his voice. No matter how much he tried to hide it, you could see his softer side when he spoke about his soulmate; someone he hadn't even met yet he... loved already?
But at the same time it made your heart hurt a little. You knew you shouldn't be feeling this way, maybe actually be happy that his significant other was out there safe and sound probably waiting to meet him but- jealousy managed to rear its ugly head nonetheless.
"Hmh" you nodded your head, eyes casting down.
Dean couldn't help but look at you from the corner of his eye, noticing how your face fell as he mentioned his soulmate.
"And Jess was yours?" you looked at Sam and he nodded his head with a sad smile.
"I can't explain the way her face lit up when she saw the tattoo, or the way I did." he spoke fondly.
"And now we're back 'How I met my soulmate', in the previous episode-"
"Dean!" Sam gave him a bitch-face and he rolled his eyes, however a smile formed on his lips as he heard you giggle.
"So, she had a tattoo too?"
"Yeah all soulmates do. The way I had her name, she had mine. The way Dean has his soulmates name, so does she."
"Poor her." you mumbled and Dean raised an eyebrow at you, looking at you with a funny look at which you laughed "I don't mean it like that! I mean-" you got more serious "-she must have gone crazy seeing a line appear and disappearover your name on her wrist." you shrugged and he bit the inside of his cheek, nodding his head.
"Anyway-" you cleared your throat. You hated how obvious it was how much you talked or were interested in Dean.
"-and do soulmates- do they know instantly when they meet each other?" you asked Sam.
"Well there is an attraction in the beginning. More intense than with any other person, and in a deeper way." he rubbed softly over his wrist as he spoke.
"Butterflies, skipping heartbeats, sweaty palms, trembling and stuttering yada yada." Dean joked "Cheesy as it can be, you think it, you name it."
You chuckled at his words "Doesn't sound all that appealing now that you mention it."
"Exactly!" Dean exclaimed with a bright and almost proud if you could say grin, as if he had won some bet you didn't know about with Sam, who didn't miss to shot him a bitch face.
"Well, it's not exactly like that." Sam said pointedly "It's mostly the fact about finding your other half, the one that was made just for you that matters. It is hard to explain, you won't understand it till you feel it yourself. But- but you will get that instant connection with them, the moment you lock eyes. Even-" he breathed out a laugh "-even the hardest ones, that won't admit they need anything, and I mean anything at all, the moment they meet their soulmate- that's when they realize what they've always craved for."
You nodded your head absentmidnly "You don't know what your craving is until you've gotten a taste of it." you mumbled to yourself and he nodded his head with a smile.
You glanced for a second at Dean who all this time wasn't taking his eyes off you, before looking back down "So... even the most independent ones, the ones that feel as if they are empty inside because they don't fell the need to haveanything- they do, too. They need something- someone too." you were speaking mostly to yourself, but loud enough so that the both of them could hear.
"Yeah, and it's that feeling of- having your other half in the same room that starts to make realization set in. It takes time, lots of time for some I guess. But- there is always that unspoken connection too." he noted with a small shrug, his eyes having casted down as he stared at his wrist. You had began to feel so sorry for him. You couldn't even begin to imagine how he would feel at having his soulmate and then losing her. It must have felt like somebody had teared his heart apart.
"A soulmate always knows, no matter what." you whispered and he nodded sadly.
"No words need to be spoken. Not with the person that shares the same bits of soul and mind as you." he breathed out.
You nodded your head as well, chewing on your lower lip as your eyes traveled slowly and reluctantly to Dean. He was looking down as well bad at the very same moment, his eyes looked up and connected with yours. It seemed as if you were thinking the same thing. But you immediately looked away when you felt your cheeks heat up at the almost intimate gazing.
He cleared his throat, shaking his head "Anyway-" he ran a hand through his hair "-I didn't ask you do you want anything to eat..." he trailed off frowning and you did the same.
Until realization down on you "Oh oh" you laughed, shaking your head.
"We've been talking all this time and we forgot- you know our names but we didn't even ask yours!"
"We got carried away." you laughed even "Well then-" you got a little more serious "-very pleased to meet you Mr Winchester. Hunter in training, (Y/f/n) (Y/l/n) at your disposal." you said teasingly.
And like that, with those simple words the amused grin that was one his face was wiped away. Dean that at that moment was drinking choked and coughed loudly. You gave him a worried look but he, much like Sam, stared at you with wide eyes. As if they had seen a ghost. Well Dean seemed certainly a little pale.
He and Sam shared a look and you frowned deeply, instantly feeling bad. As if you had said something wrong. You back away further into your chair, wrapping your arms around yourself.
"Easy guys I was just joking. I didn't mean-" you were speaking about your 'hunter' joke but before you could complete your sentence a chair fell with a loud noise as Dean, almost scared, started to back away. You felt a pang in your chest.
"No, no Dean. No!" Sam exclaimed, grabbing his brother by his shoulder.
Dean looked at the taller man with a sad expression "She doesn't deserve this Sam."
"No, no Dean. You don't get to think like that now. Happy, let yourself be happy for once. You know what this means?" Sam asked in a hushed tone, his smile very obvious.
Dean closed his eyes, swallowing thickly "Sam" his voice trembled as he looked at his brother, fear in his eyes. You could see it.
"Guys" you spoke softly, getting up from your chair to approach them. You could see how Dean was breathing very hard and his body stiffened once you took a step forward.
"...Is everything alright?" you were feeling really bad at being the cause of Dean's disruption.
"Yes, yes (Y/n)." Sam smiled even more widely as he said the name while Dean let ut a trembling breath "Everything is actually great."
"Are you... sure?" you whispered, your eyes not leaving Dean for a second and his were all the time on you. Roaming your figure in a way that showed how he was trying to take in as much as possible before you could leave.
"Yea, yes really." Sam smiled, glancing at his brother "I'll- I'll leave you alone a little to talk while I go buy something for us to eat ok?"
"Uh I- I guess"
He nodded his head "Do you have any preference or...?"
"...some pie wouldn't be bad." you bit on your lower lip and Sam's smile got even bigger as a small chuckle left his lips. He did glance at Dean for a second, only to see a tentative smile on his face. The look of awe was more evident though.
"I wouldn't expect anything else." Sam chuckled, grabbing his jacket. Before he could make another move though Dean grabbed his arm and gave him a terrified look that made you look down as you noticed.
"Dean easy. You don't have to worry about anything. Not anymore." he breathed out, glancing at you for a second "It's her. This is it Dean. Don't ruin it because you're scared... She'll understand."
Dean swallowed thickly, nodding his head before letting him go. Once Sam was out of the
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