"Imagine knowing the truth of Zeke being inside Sam’s body and over time you end up falling for Zeke." One Shot
This is a part of the re-upload series; From the early days of this blog. These are not in the current format. All new submissions must be in the current format to be posted.
I had learned about Zeke being a part of Sam pretty quickly after I met the boys. We were on a hunt together, surrounded by demons. I was pretty sure we were all dead. I mean, I’d heard a lot about the Winchesters ever since I joined the hunting community a year ago, and they sounded just about invincible. The time I’d spent with them just reinforced that idea. But with twenty demons circling around us, our chances of survival seemed pretty slim nonetheless.
[Written for this request by amyponddrivesanimpala. 2,662-word one shot. Reader comes back from hell where her punishment was to be tortured by Sam (with whom she was in a relationship before she was in hell) and she slowly builds back up her trust of him.]
You take a deep breath. You’re standing in front of the motel room door that Sam and Dean are staying in for the case they’re working on, trying to muster up the courage to knock. They haven’t seen you in months. You haven’t seen them in decades. Time passes a lot slower in hell.
Hesitantly, you knock on the door. Softly at first, and then a little more confidently. You can just imagine the boys inside, exchanging looks and wondering who’s visiting them at this time of night. It takes a few moments before the lock on the door clicks open and the door opens a bit.
It’s Dean. You’re glad it’s him and not the other brother because you’re not sure if you can handle seeing him yet.
"Imagine Dean comforting you and confessing his feelings after you get your heart broken." One Shot
Author: fierathefangirl
Original Imagine Link: ♫
Warnings: None
You couldn’t stop the tears running furiously down your face. You had given your heart to what you thought was the love of your life, and he had ripped it out, thrown it on the ground, and stomped on it. That bastard.