{Sam and Dean Winchester (+)Castiel }
(Supernatural)

After a hunt had went completely wrong,you had fallen into a coma. And the brothers didn't know know to do,having taken you to Bobby's. "(Y/N),needs a hospital!"

Dean ran his hands through his hair,Bobby saying that you need a hospital and Same as placing you down on the couch. (Y/N),hates hospitals! All me gotta do is finish the job,you know,maybe killing the witch,will have (y/n) wake up." The three nodded,agreeing.

Killing the witch didn't make you wake up.

You had been in the coma for years. Having been in the coma the time Sam died,the time Dean sold his soul,when Dean had came back from hell.

Castiel appeared at Bobby's house,having information for the Winchester's when he had stopped speaking. "Someone else is here." Sam and Dean looked at him confused,when he had disappeared. Then it hit them. "(Y/N)!"

The brothers ran towards your room,guns aimed at Cas as he brought his hand up. "Get away from (y/n)!" Castiel didn't listen and lifted his hand up,holding it up to your head. Dean and Sam held held the trigger tighter,the gun not going off yet.

When you had gaped and shot up. The brothers  ran towards you,Dean's hand being on your cheek and Sam's on your arm. "Dean,Sam? Who's he?"

Sam smiled,holding out his hand and gesturing to Castiel. "This is Cas. He's an angel. And...he just brought you back." You turned your head,scanning the angel. "I was dead?" The three shook their head. "You were in some type of coma. We had taken you to the hospital once,but,they said it was difficult to tell when you'd wake up."

You looked at the two brothers,then looking at Castiel. "So,umm...thank you for...waking me up?" Sam chuckled,shaking his head head and Dean smiled. "Back for not even five minutes and made a fool of yourself."

You turned to Dean,raising an eyebrow. "Castiel,right? Do you have some type of angel mojo to make him shut up?"

Dean immediately turned to Castiel. "Don't listen to (y/n). (Y/n) could never think after just waking up." You scoffed,crossing your arms. "Unlike you,who doesn't even have a brain to think."

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