Casro x Dean

Dean had been right, you shouldnt go hunt alone. He said that most of the time bad things happen, but like always, I ignored him. I loved Dean with all my heart, and he loved me back, but sometimes he was so overprotective of me. I honestly enjoyed having someone who cared so much about me.

I kind of needed that caring and overprotectivness right now, for I was walking towards the bunker door with several deep gashes all over my body and a lightheadedness that was threatening to make me pass out before I reached the bunker.

I walked in and immediately collapsed, falling down the staircase of thin metal stairs. I heard muffled talking and a familiar pair of arms pick me up and place me on the couch. I looked up to see a worried Dean, and I couldnt help but smile at him, he didnt smile back.

"Casro what happened?" He asked and I shook my head. "Hunt gone wrong..." I mumbled.

Dean took a deep breath and started tending to my wounds, I watched him and I placed my hand on his. "Love ya Dean..." I said smiling.

"I love you too Casro..." He said and kissed me.