Dean Winchester X Sam Winchester Novels & Stories

"No." Dean twitched at his name spilling out from the boy's lips again and narrowed his eyes when the hand he had on the warming cheeks was held by the boy's own. He pulled his hand away and succeeded halfway before his fingers were caught in a tight grip and soft lips brushed across his fingertips. He started at the action and felt a raging knock in his head that he resolutely shoved away. "It's me. It's Sam. I am Win stepbrother we meet beo-,"

"William was my mate, but he never treated me as one. Instead, he chose to impregnate my friend and marry her. I was content with you, Dean, and despite everything, I want to be your Luna, your mate, and your love." Silence enveloped the surroundings, and then Dean rose from his seat, walking towards me. His hands gently placed on mine as he locked eyes with me. "I'm sorry I yelled at you. I was upset when I realized everything you did was a lie, and it made me angry. Williams has been my friend for many years. After he was cursed and turned into a beast, we had to separate; otherwise, I'd become a beast too. I later discovered he was already cursed, but I was too busy to see him. The day I

’ the Doctor said entering the room. ‘I am ok, little bit of pain but nothing to cry about’ Dee joked trying to lighten the tension in the room. Sitting up taller in her bed nervously looking up at him. ‘Unfortunately, Mrs. Samuels I do not have the best of news, is your husband here?’ He asked looking down at his chart. Blake entered back in the room quickly walking beside Dee on her bed and asked ‘Have I missed anything? Is she alright?’ Blakes colour from his face had drained, he looked like he was going to be sick Dee noticed and thought it must be because he is really worried about her and the babies.

“I think I need to take notes. Quinn and Dean are siblings?” “Yeah, he’s her older brother.” “And you and Archer were friends from med school?” “Residency. It’s different than med school.” “Okay, residency. So, you met Dean through being friends with Archer, who’s married to Dean’s sister, and your sister is married to Dean.” “Yeah, it sounds complicated, but it’s not.” “I think it’s neat how you guys are all friends.” I bring my coffee over and sit next to Sam. “You were always close with your siblings. It’s nice how you guys still talk and hang out.”

"It seems your memory is a little fuzzy, brother. Our record is three hundred and fifty to three hundred and forty-nine in my favor." "No. You have it backward. I'm the one at three hundred and fifty." Dean was grateful for Sam. He was the only thing remotely close to a family he had left, since his father had all but disowned him following the loss of his mother. Sam had always been there, from drunken bar fights to all-out werewolf brawls in every corner of New York. He was the one person Dean could count on to watch his back. Sam had fought off every single pack member who slandered him in his absence the first time he went out in search of his mother's killer. He returned a week later to

When the dean’s assistant saw them, he immediately opened the door and let them in. The dean was on the phone, his expression extremely unpleasant, as if the conversation was not going well. When he saw them enter, he signaled with his eyes, said a few quiet words into the phone, and then turned around. “Mr. Samuel.” Samuel looked at him impassively and asked, “How is the matter I asked you to consider?” “Well.” The dean smiled awkwardly. “Mr. Samuel, the way you put it.” Samuel stared at him without moving, his eyes dark and sharp. “Put it how?”

Getting inside she didn’t expect to see a bronze statue of the man she had been seeing everywhere and it was really huge. “What’s with this guy?” she whispered. “He’s your president” she replied. “Victor Prime” she said. “I’ve never seen his face, but I’m sure he’s hot”. “How will you see his face when he wears those stupid glasses” Danny said making a face. “He has laser vision. If he takes it off, he could destroy this planet” she explained. “Oh!” she exclaimed. “Let’s go to the hall of heroes” she said pulling on her.

He rolled his eyes while taking a seat a little away from us. I chuckled. “I can’t help it iif Dean’s my personality.” “Yeah sure, and I’m Sam.” “What does that make me?” Isabelle popped in and asked with a curious smile. Supernatural has always been my favourite show. It followed the story of Dean and Sam, two brothers who would do anything for each other. As for Isabelle, I didn’t really… know what she’d be in that show. To be honest, if I had to compare her with a vibe, I'd call her Jo.