I’m mad at Sam, trust me, I am. I even punched him. But you guys have something that people search the whole planet to have; someone to love and someone who loves you. I had this with Lisa, but our worlds couldn’t collide, they weren’t made to collide. You, you don’t have to worry about it, you’re a part of the same world! The only thing that keeps you from having a happy hunter life, is you. You overthink all the time, on the hunt it can be useful but in life, you’ll end up insane.
You sigh, you knew that Dean was right but there was so much on the line, not only your heart but your friendship with the eldest Winchester. And most of all, you could lose Sam, and just thinking about it was scaring the hell out of you. You lost your parents but you found a way to get through it, you went in hell, too long they’d say, but hell would be a peaceful death next to the loss of Sam and Dean.
Dean saw you being in your thoughts. He knew you were overthinking it, you always did but this time he couldn’t let you overthink it. He had to do something.
So he took you out of your thoughts by taking your hand and standing you up.
You: Dean, what are you doing?
Dean ignored your questions and kept walking to what seemed like Sam’s room.
You frown and realize what he is about to do. You stop and shake your head.
You: No. Don’t make me do this!
Dean comes to you, takes your head between his hands and force you to look at him.
Dean: Sweetheart. You are going in here. You can do it. Right now you hate me, but you’ll thank me someday.
Dean let go of you, opens Sam’s door, pushes you in it, takes the key, closes the door and locks it.
Sam: What the?
You: Dean I swear that even hell hounds won’t be able to torture you this much and bloody! Open the goddamn door, Winchester!
Dean: Not until the two of you has talked it out.
You sigh and put your forehead on the door.
Sam stands slowly up, keeping his eyes on you al the time.