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Hydra’s Secret Weapon

Hydra’s Secret Weapon

Part 1

Word Count: 2.5k

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Endgame Spoilers!! Small mentions of violence

Summary: As the world around you is crumbling down, half of the universe just gone and it leaves the rest of the Avengers into desperation and that’s when they find you. You and your two best friends who suppress special powers who could be key in defeating Thanos. Will they succeed or fail? That’s all up to you.

A/N: SOOO I came up with this idea of a storyline that happens during endgame, I just hope that it comes down on paper just as good as in my head. Fingers crossed! When written in cursive it’s flashbacks.Btw I apparently suck at writing this summary, might change that one up later idk (cringe face)

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The year was 1941, you had just finished your work shift at the local newspaper. Since you were a young female in the 40’s Germany it wasn’t easy getting a well-paid job so you took what you could get, even if that was cleaning the office.

It was the beginning of December and the wind blew cold on your face as you walked along the pavement. Your heels clicking with each step and your skirt and coat blowing in the harsh wind. You couldn’t wait to get home and warm yourself in front of the fireplace and gossip with your two best friends, Ellie and Elena.

You got to know the two sisters when you attended the local university and the three of you were inseparable ever since. Here you were, the three of you sharing a way to overpriced apartment in the center of Berlin and you couldn’t see your life without them. Since you lost your father to the war and your mother to illness they were the only thing that you could call family.

But, there’s always a but somewhere right? As you walked up to the front door of your apartment something felt different. You decided to turn the handle to see if the door was unlocked, something you never did knowing that the three of you always locked the door. Today it was open, your thoughts running towards that either Ellie or Elena must’ve forgotten, but they never did, did they?

You opened the door quietly and you were instantly met with dead piercing silence, something you weren’t used to. You took a big breath before continuing your pace into the apartment, leaving the door open. As you turned the corner you were met with both of your friends knocked out on the ground, a tall man dressed in all black sitting on one of the armchairs in front of the running fireplace. You looked at him in fear, his long fingers wrapped around a cigar and his eyes turned to look at you.

“I’ve been waiting for you Ms. y/l/n” He said, his voice low and intimidating. “It just so happens your friends here will do me so much more help than just you”

“What do want?” You asked, meaning for it to sound just as intimidating as his words but you failed, your words coming out more like a whimper than a threat.

“Oh darlin’ you’re going to be my secret weapon” his voice growing darker and his eyes black as he looked you up and down. You turned away from him, trying to escape. “No need to try to run away from me darlin’ you’ll only end up more hurt”

And just like that you felt something hit you in the back of the head harshly and you fell to the floor, everything turning black.

....

You woke up with a heavy chest and sweat running down your forehead, instantly looking around the room. You breathed out as you realized you were still in your small studio apartment in Brooklyn. The memories from your past still engraved in your mind and came to haunt you at night.

The three of you was able to run away from your kidnapper five years ago, that was in 2017, it’s now 2023 and you had been living under your kidnappers roof for over 80 years. You stopped counting centuries ago.

As the years passed you started to search for information about your kidnapper, realising that the name of the organization was Hydra and their original head courter was here in the United States. Due to your “work” you had been all around the world doing their dirty work, such as murder. All that while all three of you were experimented on. They wanted to create the most vicious and dangerous assassin they could. They had started with the super soldier serum that Dr. Abraham Erskine created in the 1940’s and made the oh so famous Captain America, what a joke. The story still made you laugh as you couldn’t imagine anything good coming out of a serum like that.

The second thing to come off that serum was the Winter Soldier, a man you feared for your life, the man who nearly killed you because you talked up to your boss. So, yeah you thought it was filled with humor that something good could come out of that.

Then there was the three of you, they had other plans for you. They did inject the super soldier serum but that didn’t stop them. They wanted to create a weapon, a human weapon to end their enemies and whoever stood in the way of them not succeeding. So, they created the ultimate trio, not just one but three. They managed to work in your DNA, making you inhumanly fast, inhumanly strong. They created a piece in your mind so you enveloped telekinesis, so you could move things with your mind including yourself and other people. A trait they used in their advantage and tortured you to only use it on their command. That’s what they did to all three of you, torturing and creating the perfect well trained assassins.

As they used the three of you for their personal use they froze you down alongside the Winter Soldier to keep you young and mind washed. To say the least not an easy time for you.

And now here you were, five years free and five years since people around you just turned to dust. You were happy that you had Ellie and Elena with you and none of them turned to dust in your hands.

You took another breath before stepping out of the bed and in to the small kitchen, turning on the coffeemaker and taking your red mug from the second shelf. Sighing in relief as you smelt the fresh smelled of coffee in the morning.

“Oh god do I love it when you make coffee in the morning” Elena groaned in her German accent as she walked into the kitchen.

“I know you do” You said, your face still towards the window above the sink.

“You know, you could use your powers for that” Elena stated as she sat down on one of the chairs around your round kitchen table, leaning against the red brick wall behind her.

“Yeah I know, it just feels good to do it by hand you know, somewhat feel normal” You said as you poured the fresh brewed coffee into your red mug and her green one.

“Yeah I know what you mean, I just feel better when I can use it for something good rather than bad” Her voice low and her eyes looking up at you as you set her cup down in front of you.

“Yeah and you’re getting good at that” you said and sat opposite her. “Wish I was”

“You will” she said and put her hand over yours.

....

Meanwhile back at the Avengers Compound, Natasha Romanoff was still searching for ways to bring all of these people back from the snap and looking for her friend Clint Barton at the same time. Whom everyone around her kept saying was a lost cause and she didn’t want to believe that at all. Yet she found herself crying every time she was alone, it was more of a routine now a days. 

That’s how Steve found her that afternoon, crying. Her feet up on the desk, hands covering her face and tear stained cheeks. Her blond bob had now grown out long and her bright red hair back, only the tips still bleached. He thought she looked just like herself except the tear stained cheeks, it wasn’t like her or more like the old her, now this was something he had to see daily.

“Found anything?” Steve asks as he sits down opposite her, her hands falling to her lap and her eyes glued on the images In front of her.

“No, it’s dead” She mumbled before raising to her feet. Seeing a picture of three girls all dressed in black leather head to toe. “Wait a minute”

“What is it?” Steve asks as he studies her features for any sign of what was coming.

“They, they’re real. I’ve always heard stories of these inhuman assassins that have incredible powers” She rambled on as she searched the web for them.

“You want to get help by assassins?” He asked in disbelief.

“I am one remember? Your friend Bucky is one. Maybe these girls are just like us, brainwashed and tortured. What if these girls can help us defeat Thanos? Steve we need to give this a chance? It’s just us now, we need more people on board” She exclaimed, he looked up at her and then at the picture of the three girls. 

She was right, to him they looked normal in the latest picture they were out having lunch or something, laughing and joking around. They looked like any group of girlfriends, normal. Maybe it was worth a try.

...

You were currently seated at the kitchen table reading today’s paper, that was something you kept doing as a reminder of your past. Elena was seated opposite you, her face stuck in her computer and she tried to get down with the kids as Ellie said. Everything was easier for Ellie, she was 10 years younger than you were which made her 16 the year all of you were taken away. Elena and you shared the same birth year, 1914, which made the two of you 26 at the time. Now 83 years later you were 109 years old, nothing you could see if you looked in the mirror, it was almost unbelievable that you could stay young for so long. Not a single grey hair or wrinkle in sight.

As Ellie were just turned 16 when you were taken she missed a lot in her school years so you and Elena decided that it was best for her to continue her last school years and trying to have a somewhat normal high school experience. She wasn’t hyped about it the first time you guys brought it up but when she came home after her fifth day at school and was talking nonstop about this boy Peter you knew she was enjoying herself.

You were just about to turn the page when there was a loud knock on the door, both you and Elena looking up at each other in confusion.

“Who could that possibly be?” Elena asked as you stood up to answer the door.

“I have no idea” You mumbled out as you slowly opened the door, still afraid of who’ll find you.

You were met by a petite yet well trained woman, her hair long and red yet her the tips of her hair bleached. She was stunning, you thought to yourself as you looked confused at her. She smiled warmly at you before opening her mouth to talk. 

“I’m Natasha Romanoff, I just wanted to talk to you about something really important”

“I’m sorry but I don’t want to hear it” You said and ready to close the door her hand came up to keep it open.

“Trust me y/n, you want to hear about this” The woman named Natasha said, her now warm look gone with desperation.

“Let her at least tell us what she wants” Elena said behind you and you looked over at her.

“Fine” You said and let her inside your small apartment.

She looked around the place as you closed the door behind her. Elena mentioned for her to sit down at the table as she grabbed another mug from the cabinet and pouring up some coffee for her which she gladly took.

“So, for the record I always thought you guys were a myth” Natasha started off as all of you were sat around the table.

“Well, clearly not a myth” You said with a smile, clearly warming up to her as time passed.

“Yeah well I’ve done my research on you and we need your help” She said and looked desperate at the two of you. “Though I was sure you were three”

“Yeah we are, Ellie’s at school. Why do you want our help?” Elena said, her accent thicker when the nervousness took over her.

“Oh alright, we need your help to defeat Thanos’ snap, when he erased half of the universe he took away son many lives including a lot of people we hold dear” Natasha explained and you just got more confused.

“Who are you anyways? And who’s Thanos? Can we really trust you?” You blurted out which only made her laugh.

“Of course you can, I’m with the Avengers, I’m sure you heard about us sometime” She said and that name sure did ring a bell.

“Yeah, that gang of superheroes who save the world? Yeah heard about you” Elena said and her voice filled with despite as you know what she thought about them.

“We are not as bad as you think Elena” Natasha said and she sure impressed you with her research skill.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to sound offensive” Elena said as you took another sip of your coffee.

“So why do want our help? The only thing our powers are good at is dark stuff” You said and Natasha looked up at you, her eyes filled with empathy as a small smile spread across her lips.

“No it’s not, your powers could help us with so much and for good! We will help you train, help you control your powers and I’m sure you’re great at helping us finding a way to reverse Thanos’ snap” Natasha said and you thought about giving it a chance.

“If we say yes to this, where will we go and when?” You said and Elena looked at you in shock.

“Preferably today and to the Avengers Compound about 1 hour from the city” Natasha said and you looked over at Elena, her face confused yet she nodded at you.

“Yes, we want to help” You said and a wide smile spread across Natasha’s lips, a genuine one and it was sure contagious as you could feel a smile spread across your own.

Yes, you truly did believe that this could be a fresh new start for your little family yet you were terrified of what will happen and if you could really control your powers, you had always had a hard time with that. So yeah, you were completely terrified.

 To be continued...

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You Are My Weakness (SPN fanfic)

You Are My Weakness Chapter 5 Swedish Creatures

Previously parts: Introduction Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4

Warnings: killing, mention of sexual content Words: 2186 ENJOY!

…Sam’s P.O.V…

 Dean thought it would be a great idea to bring both Louise and Castiel on this hunt trip, not knowing why exactly. I mean Castiel is just a pain in the ass. I laughed as I looked down in dad’s old journal in front of me. Still confused over what we exactly were looking for. There had been killings around Greenville, South Carolina but all of them was unfinished cases. It was weird, all of the victims were marked with a weird burn mark, almost shaped like a tree. That doesn’t really ring among normal killings, now does it? I have been searching everywhere for some similar killings on the internet, in books and in dad’s journal but nothing. There had been similar cases in Scandinavia, but why does that kind of creature kill here?

 “You’ve found anything yet?” Louise’s sweet voice said, so calm and happy. “Well there has been similar cases in Scandinavia, I’m not sure why it kills all over the way here” I said, still trying to wrap my head around it. “It sure sounds weird” Castiel said, his face confused as he tried to wrap his angel mind around it. “So those victims had the same marks?” Dean asked, his hand wrapped hard around the steering wheel. “Yeah, it’s weird. I really have no idea what we’re looking for” I said and looked out from the window.

I went quiet, Dean blasting his music through the speakers making Louise smile. It seems like they’ve worked things out which make all of us happy. I looked at her through the rear-view mirror at the side of the car, her beautiful smile wide as she looked at him. I just wanted her to look at me that way, but I guess she never will. But that’s what I want, more than anything. I was jealous of him, he could have her all to himself, yet he chose not to. I couldn’t understand why he just let her go like that. Everyone could see how they felt for each other, except them. It was ridiculous to me.

The trees flew by as Dean drove, I just wanted to get out of this car as fast as I could. I was tired of Castiel’s stupid comments, Dean’s singing and Louise’s giggles. I was tired and I felt alone. Even if the car was filled with people.

 Finally we were nearing the small town Greenville, we drove through it. Seeing all the families playing with their kids in their yards, all enjoying the sun and free time. Soon we were out on the countryside, following the tracks of the creature we were looking for. Dean stopped the car near a farm, the place looked like it was still running. One of the sides of the barn only half painted. We all stepped out of the car, walking up to the front door. It was open, I only now noticed the other car parked outside, it did not look like it belonged here. It was a nice shiny black pickup car, looking brand new. I got a weird feeling about this. Suddenly I heard a scream from the inside, the scream was filled with panic. A kind of scream that echoes through you, that make you feel the pain. I ran inside, Dean, Cas and Louise close behind. Inside there was a woman, probably around her 40’s dead on the floor, another woman around her late 20’s fighting something. Her fighting skills were ridiculously good, like she had done that a million times. I was extremely impressed. The creature she was fighting was one hell of an ugly thing. A fat small creature with almost green skin, and moss in his hair. It almost looked like a human yet not. I could barely describe it.

My thoughts were cut short when a gun went off, making the creature explode, all of us ducked down before the intestines blew on us. I looked up, the girl already looking at us weirdly. She sure as hell was beautiful, even with supernatural intestines all over her, she had covered her face just like us, so I could get a good look on her facial features. They were soft, her blue eyes looking confused at me.

 “Who are you?” She asked and I could tell she wasn’t completely American, her accent sound Scandinavian. “We’re hunters just like you” Louise said and stepped out from behind me. Louise’s action making the girl take a few steps closer. “Well then, I would be happy to hear your names. I’m Theresa” She said and waved, the tension in the room evident. “I’m Louise, this is Sam, Dean and Castiel” Louise said as she pointed at all of us. “Alright, I guess this was an awkward start now was it” I said and a small laugh escaped her mouth. “I do have style, haven’t I” She said cockily and sent a wink my way. “You want to grab a drink and tell us about this creature you’ve been hunting?” Louise said, a warm smile on her lips. “Why not, could be fun” Theresa said as she started to walk towards the door. “You coming?”

 …Dean’s P.O.V…

 We were seated in a bar along the road back home, Theresa telling her stories about the creature we all were hunting. A troll, a Scandinavian folklore that actually turned out to be real just way more murderous and evil. They could change shapes, just like a shapeshifter and could lure you in. It was a killer machine and it sure as hell was creepy. I looked over at Louise, her eyes pinned to Theresa who was telling a story of god knows what. I stopped listening after a while, only focusing on the beer and her. God, she was the only thing I could focus on right now. I looked over at her again, her smile big. You know when her eyes crinkle and sparks. I couldn’t help but to smile too. She looked over at me, her smile grew bigger as her cheeks turned crimson and her eyes feel to her lap. I took a sip of the beer in front of me and actually tried to focus on what Theresa said.

 “So you guys, what got you to start hunting?” Theresa said, her voice serious and Sam’s eyes were glued onto her. “Um, our mom was killed by the yellow eyed demon, one hell of a bitch” I said and she looked over at me. “By what now?” She asked and I looked at her in disbelief. “You don’t know who the yellow eyed demon is? And you call yourself a hunter” I said with a chuckle, feeling Louise’s eyes burn me. “Well enlighten me, I mean it’s my first time in America and that famous demon isn’t really famous in Sweden” She said, her voice sharp. “He was one of the most evil demons out there, he had evil plans for people who has psychic abilities, he wanted to build an army. We got to him first”  Sam said and I rolled my eyes. “Yeah only to let hell lose” Louise said with a smile, making me laugh along with her. Theresa started to warm up, maybe realising we weren’t too bad. “Wow, seems like all of you have had a tough life” She said laughing. “Who of you siblings is the oldest, You?” She asked and looked at Cas. I only let out a huge laugh, she looked at me confused. “No, no. Sam and Dean are brothers, Cas and I are just their friends tagging along” Louise said and I sure as hell didn’t like the friend part Louise was saying, she was mine. “Oh I’m sorry, you all just seem so close. I guess you all have been through much” She said and shook her head. “I’m happy they found me you know, I don’t know what I would do without these idiots” Louise said, a small laugh escaped her lips and her eyes glued on me. I felt a warm sensation run though my body. “So where did you find these idiots then?” She said, humour evident in her voice. “They saved me, they took care of me when my parents died. I mean it was nothing they could do to save them. But um, I’m happy it was them who took care of the demons that was possessing my parents bodies and explaining everything for me. I’m so thankful” Louise said, her eyes teary. I looked over at Theresa, also teary-eyed.

 ……

 And that’s how we met her, Theresa or as we now, after 2 weeks, call her Tess. None of us knew how much she would grow on us, how much she could teach us and wise versa. She was just like Louise, bad ass. Sam and her have been connecting weirdly quickly and she’s been hanging around the bunker, we asked her to work with us to figure out what these troll creatures really did all the way over in America. She wasn’t the one to open up on why she hated these creatures so much, yet telling much about her personal life. At least not to me, I guess she had a thing against me.

 Louise and I were seated in the library, her nose stuck in a book about mythical creatures. She looked adorable, with her blonde hair messy and her face bare from makeup. She looked so beautiful. I placed my book down before walking over to her, leaning against the table right next to her. She looked up at me, that sweet look on her face. She shook her head before continuing to read.

 “You know what would be more fun than reading?” I said and she looked up at me again, a bit of annoyance on her face. “No, what could be way more fun than reading” She said teasingly and looked back down in her book. “I can always show yah” I said as I walked up behind her, pushing her hair to the side and leaning down to reach her ear. “You know, I have an idea”

 I could hear her swallowing hard, seeing goosebumps rising on her skin. My lips touched her skin, her soft and flower smelled skin. It was intoxicating, she made me go crazy. She continued to read, signalling me she played hard to get. I gripped the chair and turning her around, pinning her between the chair and me. Her eyes looking up at me in chock, I smiled at her and I slowly leaned in close to her. Our lips almost touching.

 “Do you have an idea, baby?” I asked her as she almost trembled in my grip. “I might have a few” She said, her voice lower than usual and the sexual tension could be cut by a knife.

 We were quickly interrupted as Tess cleared her throat, I quickly pulled away and stood up straight. Her eyes scanning our every move and I could see her lips almost curling up in a smile. Soon Sam stood beside her, a huge pile of books in hand and that huge grin on his lips.

 “I’ve found more to read guys, we might get a lead now!” He exclaimed as he walked around the table to sit down opposite Louise. “Oh, I guess there will be more reading then” Louise said as she looked up at me before turning her chair around again. “I guess there is” I said as I sat down next to her, Tess taking a seat opposite me.

 I guess I will have to wait even more to be that close to Louise, it’s weird how we always get interrupted. If it isn’t  phone call, it’s Tess walking in or it’s Cas painfully tease us about it. All I want is to get alone with her and to be able to show her how much I love her, but I guess it will wait. Again. I huffed as I started to read in one of the books Sam had brought. Soon I could feel Louise’s foot touching me leg, making me turn my chair a little so she could rest them in my lap. A satisfied smile on her lips as she got comfortable. We sat there for hours, reading and teasing. Tess and Sam talking over what they had found, smiling, laughing and flirting. Like I wouldn’t notice, she liked my brother. Too bad he only had eyes for my girl. I glared at him for not realising that another perfect girl was sitting right next to him, basically drooling over him. It was almost humoristic. I was soon feeling done with all the reading, feeling my butt starting to get numb. I raised to my feet and started walking up to my room, not wanting to spend another five minutes in that room with them, well I was sure hoping Louise would take my hint and come up to me later. I just wanted her, I wanted her bad. Her.  

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You Are My Weakness (SPN fanfic)

You Are My Weakness Chapter 4 Why?

Warnings: mention of sexual moments, anger Words: 2036 ENJOY!

…Louise’s P.O.V…

 He kissed me and I just walked away. Why did I do that? Now it’s me pushing him away and I felt ashamed. I liked him, a lot but why did I walk away? Why?

Does questions ran through my head as I walked along the corridors of the bunker. My head almost feeling dizzy. I could hear talking further away, Sam’s voice bouncing along the walls and Castiel’s dry laughter. Sam could really put a smile on everyone, except himself. I took a big breath, not wanting to meet anyone. I just wanted to be alone, figure out why I left Dean like that. Why I left him in such a vulnerable stage. He probably thought I didn’t feel the same way, that I rejected him. In reality I wasn’t, I was just scared that whatever tension was between us was real, that I had fallen for a man I could easily lose. The thought of having Dean close to me like that made me weak, it made me lose all perspective of hurt and if I lost him, I don’t even know what I would do.

 “You’re back!” Sam yelled at me, his voice high and slurring. I laughed as I knew, I was meeting a very drunken Sam. “Guess I am” I said as he almost ran towards me, clumsily I might add. “So happy to see you, little munchkin” He said as he wrapped me up in a hug. “Happy to see you too moose” I said as giggles left my mouth, his hug almost crushing me. “You know, I was so worried about you. I mean it took so long for you guys! I couldn’t bare to lose you Lou, I would be devastated” He rambled on, I could just feel the tears brim my eyes, I closed my eyes hard as I nuzzled further into Sam’s chest.

I could feel his hand grip my head lightly as he started to rock our bodies back and forth lightly. Getting the hint that I wasn’t okay. I could hear footsteps behind us, heavy ones. I knew who those steps belonged to, I knew that man in and out. A huff was heard and soon a loud slam. I pushed myself off of Sam and walked into my room in silence. I sighed in relief as I saw my bed, my favourite place. Except for Dean’s arms. I laid down, feeling the familiar scent of my fabric softener and feeling of the soft sheets. I stripped out of my dirty clothes and into my favourite pj’s and curled into my bed. Feeling sleep taking over my body and my body getting heavy.

 …Dean’s P.O.V…

 I got mad as I saw her body curled into Sam’s, the sight just boiling the jealousy in my body. I hated seeing her with someone else, yet alone my brother. I got mad, not only at her but at him too. I slammed my door shut, not wanting to witness the scene further. I sat down heavily on the bed, putting my head in my hands, feeling the frustration leaving my body. I just felt empty. She bugs me about not pushing her away and act up, when I do she just turn her back on me and people ask me why I don’t trust people. I laid down on the bed, feeling sleep running through my body, but it was cut short as a loud knock was heard on my door. Sam walked in, his steps clumsy and his butt was soon sat down on the chair opposite me. I sat up, his eyes burning me.

 “What?” I said sternly, his face turning into confused. “What happened when you two were away, one minute you two are touched by the hip and now, you’re separated and angry?” He said, voice deep and slow. “All I can say is Dean doesn’t always get the girl Sam” I mumbled out and lay down back on the bed, kicking my boots off. “What? You confessed to her? I thought you promised me to back off?” He said, his voice filled with hurt. “Okay I didn’t but she didn’t like me back okay? She just turned her back to me and walked away and straight into your arms! You happy now? You finally happy?” I almost yelled out, his face turning from angry to sympathetic. I hated that face on him. “Man, I’m sorry. I didn’t know you felt that deeply about her, I just thought you wanted to have sex with her” He said and I sighed angrily at his comment, like that’s what I did all the time. I guess he’s right though, I just loved to sleep around with girls I did. But only because I was hurt by the ones I actually liked or ended up losing them. “It hurts me that you think so of me, we both know Louise is different from all the girls out there. She’s badass, she’s funny, she’s beautiful and she’s caring. She cares so much it end up biting her in the ass. Of course she will chose you, you’re perfect for her. In her eyes, I’m just that dude who loves women and beer too much. She’ll never look at me same after this. The relationship we had is destroyed because I couldn’t keep my mouth shut, all we had will be gone. She’ll never trust me the same way and I won’t trust her, that’s just how we work now is it? Everything good in our lives, we end up losing. I hate it” I confessed and the crease between Sam’s eyebrows only growing bigger. “Dean, she will never hate you. You’ll work things out and don’t give up. I’ve seen the way she looks at you and she will never look at me that way. Whatever feelings I have for her is nowhere what you feel for her and you deserve to be happy after all you’ve been through. You deserve her love” Sam said before raising to his feet and leaving me behind alone with my thoughts.

 …Louise’s P.O.V…

 I woke up in the middle of the night, frightened and sweat all over my body. Tears streamed down my face and all my mind could think of was my parents, their dead bodies imprinted in my brain. I started breathing heavily, the sadness never leaving my body. I wasn’t sure if it was because of my parents death or the way I had walked away from Dean. Maybe both. I stood up from the bed, walking slowly towards the chair by my desk and picking up a oversized sweater. Putting it on as I walked out in the corridor and my feet wandered off, my face soon meeting Dean’s bedroom door. I closed my eyes as I breathed in, slowly raising my hand to handle, slightly knocking on the door before opening. I could hear his light snores as I walked inside, a small smile playing on my lips as I saw his sleeping figure. I walked closer to him, not wanting to wake him up. I sat down slowly on the side of his bed, feeling him stirring in his sleep and I looked over at the grown man. So vulnerable and beautiful in his sleep, I was jealous over how peaceful he looked and I couldn’t help but to stroke his cheek lightly. His eyes fluttering open and I quickly removed my hand. He looked confused at me, his beautiful green eyes glossy and filled with confusion. His hand gripping mine harsh but not hard enough to hurt me.

 “Why are you here?” He asked, his eyes filled with confusion. “I know what I did was wrong and yes, I know I hurt you but I’m not even sure myself why I did it. I mean I like you, I like you so much it hurts and I can’t explain myself. I can just try to say I’m sorry and I will continue to apologize until you realize exactly how much I care for you and how much you mean to me. I won’t give up on you, never” I said, voice weak as his eyes borrowed into my soul.

 He just looked at me, his green eyes just looking at me. I knew I had screwed up, I knew I had but all I could do now was to change the future. To show him exactly how much he meant, how much I care. I leaned down, my lips touching his cheek lightly before I started to walk away.

 “Don’t” He said, his voice raspy and filled with sleep. If his voice was deep in normal, it was now even deeper. Making everything inside of me twist and turn. “Don’t leave”

 I turned to face him, he was now sitting and his toned arms laying against the soft cotton. I changed direction and walked over to him. I removed the comforter of his lap and straddled him. His hands moving up to my side and this time he held on tight, like he didn’t want me to leave, ever. I leaned in closer to him, still a little scared to close the gap but still drawn to his slightly chapped pink lips. I placed my hands on his chest and closed the gap between us. He kissed back immediately, his grip on my side tightening and he deepened the kiss. I wanted to have him closer, I just wanted him as near as I could. I gripped the back of his neck and pulled him closer. Our breathing getting heavy and I could feel the emotion he was pouring into the kiss. His teeth lightly biting down on my lower lip as his hands travelled up my body. He touched me like he had been longing for it for so long. The way he touched me, it was euphoric. I have never been touched like that, the way his touch made shiver and making my stomach explode in fireworks. I loved the feeling and adored that it was Dean who caused it.

He gripped my body tight and threw us around, my back hitting the mattress and his body now hovering over mine. His green eyes scanning my face with adoration, a look on him I have never seen. I cupped his face, feeling him lean into my touch and a smile speared on lips.

 “Damn, you’re beautiful” He said, voice deep and lips plumb from our kisses. “So are you” I said, mesmerized with his eyes. Those green eyes who I adored so much and that smile that grew on his lips as my words touched him.

 I could look into his eyes all day and not get tired of them. I wasn’t lying when I said he was beautiful, damn was this man a walking god. His trained chest, his toned arms, his amazing personality. Everything he was, was beautiful to me. Damn, he made me feel things no one has before and I loved it. His warm and big hand moving up my leg, making everything inside of me set on fire. He leaned in and soon his lips were on mine again, my arms curling around his neck, pulling him closer to me. Wrapping my legs around him, just to keep him as close to me as I could. God, how I loved having him near.

 “You have no idea how long I have waited to feel you so close to me” Dean whispered as he leaned up on his elbow, his other hand pulling a stay of my hair out of my face. His fingers lingering on the skin of my cheek. “Me too Dean” I said, his eyes scanning my face. “I’m just mad at myself for not acting up sooner” He said as his thumb stroke my skin lightly. “I’m sorry, for walking away before. I was being stupid” I said as a tear rolled down my cheek. “Stop that, don’t look back okay? Just look forward and of what we can have. I’m not leaving, okay?” He said, his words warming me up. “I’m not leaving”

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