Date Dean x Sister!Reader x Sam

I'm struggling through deep depression and so I'm writing it out to relieve myself of my sadness ;-;
It's short but...sorry ;-;


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____ crept into the bunker, silence was nessacary. She had done watch he had to and nothing could reverse it nor stop it. Sliding into the bathroom, she slid to the back of the wall and sobbed into her hand. No regrets, you did what you had to. Looking at herself in the mirror, her face was pale, red bags under her eyes and her face splattered with blood. She washed away the blood the best she could've, dried it and pried open the door. To her horror, the two brothers were stood in front of her, arms crossed and irritated expressions on their faces.
"Where were you?" Sam pressed. not allowing her to sneak away.
"With Gabe." She muttered, downing a bottle of beer.
"Funny, we called for Gabriel and he said he hasn't heard from you for three days so we're going to ask you again, where were you?" Dean pulled you over to face him and he gulped, realization slapping him like a bitch.
"No, don't tell me you did-"
"I was...I was forced okay?!"
Shaking his head, he pushed the cabinet down and yelled.
"What, s-so you're just gonna let him take you and kill you?!"
"Yes I am!"
Dean slumped next to Sam, who was in tears.
"Did you even think about us?"
"I'm doing this for the both of you, for us!"
Silence, the room was pitch black and sniffles were the only thing audible. Dean's words got caught in his throat and Sam pulled his little sister in his lap, cradling her like a child would with a beloved bear.
"What so you think that we're gonna just-just let you go?" Dean yelled, smashing the glass bottles against the wall, Sam held her to his chest.
"You need to." She pressed, seizing him by the shoulders and looking him in the eye.

"And I'm not alright, not at all. Day by day Michael is beckoning me to come to hell in exchange for both of you to still be able to live. I can't do anything about it now. It fucking hurts!" She cried, hitting his chest.
He held her close, rocking her back and fourth.
Sam walked up behind her, pressing his chest to her back and wrapping his arms around her waist and crying into her neck.
"They set a date for me to be killed,tonight-"
Dean flipped, dragging her by her arms.
"I'm not letting you go to hell ____-"
"YES! Yes you are." She screamed.
"D-Do you wanna know how I was feeling? I felt like shit. And I know it's not easy."
"Sis-"
Dean and Sam stood, puzzled, sobbing and scared. Metatron burst into the room, their sister in his hands with a knife prodding her back
"You're both gonna need to be brave, because your little sister is counting on you. Don't turn back for me and you'll move on, live your life and don't be a coward like I was-"
The boys felt squeamish, the sound of flesh being pierced by metal. Before the boys could get a hold of Metatron, he vanished.
They sunk to her side, shaking her half dead body.
"Boys..."




"I'm proud of us."



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"I was trying to protect you both, keep you save. Dad didn't even have to tell me, it was always my responsibility, y'know. It's like I had one job, that one job...and I screwed it up, I blew it. And for that I'm sorry. I guess that's what I do, I let down the people I love. I let dad down, I guess I let you down too. How can I? How am I s'posed to live with that, What am I s'posed to do _____, what am I s'posed to do."

"D-Dean, calm down-"

"WHAT AM I S'POSED TO DO DAMNIT?!"