Sleepless Night
Fandom: Supernatural
Title: Sleepless Night
Author: black_ladybug/sweetxpoison666
Pairing: Dean/OC
Rating: T
Warnings: none really
Disclaimer: I own nothing :(
Feedback: would be lovely
This is a sequal (of sorts) to He'll be Gone in the Morning
Dean bolted up in bed and stared into the darkness. Cold sweat dripped down his chest. Swinging his legs off the bed he looked at Sam’s empty one and placed his head in his hands. He stood and made his way through the darkness to the bathroom. Turning on the light he stood looking at himself in the mirror. He’d been thinking about her a lot lately, but the nightmares that came made him uneasy.
He turned on the faucet and splashed some cool water on his face before heading back to bed. He picked up his cell phone. 3 A.M. He sighed and lean against the headboard, staring at her number. After a few minutes of internal conflict he decided to text her.
What are you up to?
He closed his phone and set it on his bare stomach, waiting - hoping - she would respond soon. Only a minute passed before his phone rang.
Sleeping. Was all the message said.
He breathed a small sigh of relief and debated if he should respond. But before he could decide he received another message. Why? What are you doing? A small smile spread across his lips. She was awake now so he could talk to her.
Not sleeping. Talking to her made him feel more normal. She knew he was a hunter, so he could talk to her about anything. Even she hunted on occasion. That’s how he met her.
I figured or you’d have waited for a decent hour to talk. What’s wrong? She always knew. Something he always liked about her.
Nothing. He lied; something he seemed to do a lot with her, but she always seemed to know when he did. But when he did tell her the truth, when he was with her, she never seemed to believe him anyway.
Liar. Where are you?
Getting off the bed he walked over to the window, looking through the blinds. He called her, too tired to text anymore.
“Hey Dean.” She answered groggily. He could hear her adjusting, sitting up. “So where are you and Sam?” She asked.
“About an hour from you.” He told her as he made his way back to the bathroom. Turning on the light he leaned against the sink and stared at the wall.
She moved again. “Really?” She sounded almost hopeful.
“Yeah. Emma…” He trailed a little. For the first time he was afraid to ask to see her.
There was a long pause. “What?” She asked finally, breaking the silence.
“Sorry.” He apologized and took a deep breath before he continued. “Can I come see you?”
She sounded slightly taken aback, “Alright. When?”
“Now?” A sudden thud on the other end of the line started Dean. “Em? What happened?”
There was scrambling noise before she answered. “Sorry. Fell off the bed.” He could hear her getting back in bed and comfortable again. “You want to come now? How does Sam feel about that?”
He poked his head out and looked at Sam’s empty bed. “He won’t mind.”
“Alright. I’ll see you when you get here then.” She told him.
He smiled sadly and said goodbye before handing up. Sighing deeply he put his phone down and stepped into the shower.
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