I FINALLY GOT SOME WAYWARD SISTERS FANART DONE!! (you can get it in my redbubble!!) i’ve been meaning to make something since the episode aired, but just didn’t have the time to sit down and do anything! AT LAST
Also…I really don’t care about a John and Mary prequel. Especially since their entire relationship is toxic and only happened because heaven wanted their children to fulfill a divine prophecy….ANYWAY
Actual Good Ideas (imo):
A show centering around Claire Novak and her hunting adventures (bring back characters like Jody, Alex, Eileen, Patience, maybe even Sam or Castiel for an episode because technically they’d still be alive)
A Wayward Sisters show
An anthology series that follows different hunters and their stories (including some we know and love). Kind of like American Horror Story in a way.
A Rufus and Bobby prequel. Recast them and follow their adventures from when they first started hunting together. They could explore those beloved characters a lot more.
Summary: Y/N starts to experience something coming after her, and Sam finally figures out what happened to Y/N when she was an infant. What will Sam do to help Y/N?
Word Count: 1,433
4 years later
Y/N went to bed that night exhausted from volleyball practice. As soon as she walked in the door she told her dad she’d be heading straight to bed. As soon as her head hit the pillow, she was out.
As she was falling into a deeper sleep, she started to see a scene come into her vision. Y/N saw a girl, who had blonde curly hair. The girl was walking around what had looked like an apartment.
Y/N started to see a baby in a different setting. The baby was playing and moving around in something. It’s focus drew to the nearby window in the room, which flew open by itself. Then emerged a dark figure, Y/N couldn’t see a face or anything that helped her recognized who or what it was. The curtains moved with the wind as the man walked up to the baby. She started to feel tense, like whatever was there wasn’t supposed to be.
The figure walked up to the baby and placed a hand on its forehead, causing the baby’s eyes to light up. The man slowly backed away, sending the baby into a fuss. The figure disappeared and then came in the blonde girl, who picked up the baby and held it to comfort it.
Y/N then saw nothing, until the same figure appeared in her vision. It was looking straight at her. It kept coming closer with its hands reaching out as if it wanted to strangle her. Y/N squirmed around, trying to get away for it and wake up.
Y/N then woke up with a scream, sitting up in her dark room. She looked around for the thing that she saw in her dream. Sam heard her abrupt scream and ran in, switching the light on.
“You okay?” He asked as he came closer to her.
“Yeah, it’s fine. Just a dream.” Y/N shrugged it off.
“Okay.” Sam believed her as he retorted back to his room. He left the light on as he left, leaving it up to Y/N wether she wanted it on or not.
Y/N sunk back into bed slowly, remembering the figure from her dream. She knew it was just a dream, but they way that thing made her feel sent shivers down her spine.
……………….
A few days later
Walking through the halls of school, Y/N had the hall pass dangling from her wrist as she was walking back from the restroom. The hallway started to feel cold, like the temperature had changed in a split second. Y/N felt ringing in her right ear, that then spread to her other ear. The ringing started to get stronger and stronger, soon spreading to her whole head. It was too strong to handle, making Y/N fall to the floor in pain. She brought her hands up to her head to try and minimize the terrible feeling, but had no luck.
She looked up when she saw a shadow of someone walking towards her. Her eyes widened when she recognized the same figure from her dream, the dream she had been having every night in a row this week. Fighting against the agonizing pain, she hoisted herself off the floor and ran in the other direction. Looking back a few times, the figure was still following, but at a quicker pace. Y/N turned a few corners and went in a circle to try and get back to her class. In the process, as she turned a corner, she found herself running into a teacher.
“Woah there, you alright Y/N?” Mrs. Miller asked.
Y/N turned around quickly and noticed the figure was gone, the pain in her head had also vanished. “Uh, yeah. I was just getting back to class.” Y/N lied, breathing like she had just ran a mile.
“Are you sure you’re okay? You look a little pale.” Mrs. Miller informed.
“Yeah, just a little head ache. Gotta go!” Y/N called out behind her as she walked swiftly back to her class.
……………….
Y/N had volleyball practice after school, but she went and told her coach she wasn’t feeling well and was going to head home.
She walked through the front door and set her backpack down. Sam was sitting on the couch with the remote in his hands and his feet kicked up on the coffee table. “Hey, I thought you had practice today.”
Y/N just stood there and looked at Sam. “What’s wrong?” was all Sam said before Y/N burst into tears. Sam’s expression turned worried as he stood up and ran to Y/N. She almost never cried or showed she was upset, but this time, Sam knew there was something wrong.
“Y/N/N, sweetheart, what’s wrong?” Sam asked as he guided Y/N over to the couch.
“I don’t know wha-what’s w-wrong with me.” Y/N choked out.
“What do you mean?” Sam was worried, he hadn’t seen Y/N this upset in a long time. He then thought about what she had just said, and had a feeling he knew what it was about.
“I think something is after me, I don’t know why though.” Y/N sobbed.
“Is this about, uh, your powers?” Sam didn’t know how to phrase it. Y/N gave him an upset glare.
“Powers? Dad, I do not have powers, I can’t even control anything that happens.” Y/N cried.
“I’m sorry, I just didn’t know how to refer to it. Did something else happen?” Sam asked.
“I was just in the hall, and I saw it. It tried to follow me.” Y/N said.
“What’s it? What is following you?”
“I don’t know what it is. I think it’s a man, but he looks like a shadow, I can’t see him all the way. I kept seeing him in my dream and today I saw him for real.” Y/N explained.
“This dream that you said you had, was it the same one that you woke me up with that one night?”
Y/N nodded. “Ever since that night, I keep having the same dream. Each night it gets more vivid. I don’t know what it is or what it means.” She wiped her tears.
“Can you tell me about this dream?” Sam asked as he brushed Y/N’s hair out of her face.
“It’s just this girl and this baby. The man or thing I keep seeing always appears, and he always goes over to the baby and makes it light up or something. Then he disappears.”
Sam’s eyebrows furrowed. “What do the girl and the baby look like? What does this thing look like?”
“The girl has curly blonde hair, she looks nice. The baby, I don’t know looks like a baby. And the shadow, he’s just very dark, I can hardly see his face.”
Sam took in what Y/N was saying, but had no clue of what it might be. He wanted to tell her it would all be okay, but he couldn’t. This was something in her head that he couldn’t stop. Sam couldn’t protect her from her own mind.
Y/N went to bed that night without any answers, Sam sat in bed for a while, thinking of things to do. The last thing he wanted to do was reach out to something paranormal, there was already something paranormal involved and he didn’t want to add anything else to the problem.
After falling asleep, he started to dream. Sam started to see Jessica, she appeared to be in their old apartment back at Stanford. Sam’s eyes watered at the sight of his girlfriend. He then saw Y/N as a baby in her playpen, the sight made him feel happy for a second. As he walked over to Y/N in his dream, he felt a gust of wind and looked over to see a dark shadow figure.
Sam tried to push it away but he fell right through it. He watched as it went over to Y/N and put it’s hand on her forehead. Sam tried to stop it from what it was doing, when Y/N’s eyes and face lit up like a bright light. Sam shielded his eyes until the light went away. Y/N started to cry, he watched the figure disappear. Just as Jess walked in to grab Y/N, Sam woke up.
He sat up in shock as he thought about what he had dreamt.
He had seen Y/N’s dream.
She was seeing what happened to her. Sam thought, it must have happened when he left for the weekend.
There was something out there that did something to make Y/N have these experiences. And it was back, it was trying to get her back.
Summary: Sam’s daughter and Jody get captured by vamps. Sam and Dean try to find where they are. Y/N loses control of something and makes a big scene.
Word Count: 2,253
A/N: I tried to make this part more spicy. I hope y’all like it :)
Y/N and Jody arrived at the vamps nest which was an old abandoned church. The two men dragged them both into the back and tied them up in chairs. Y/N’s heart was pounding out of her chest the entire time. It may not have looked like she was scared from her face, but she was freaking out a little bit.
The men started talking about their plans and the left the room. “Okay, go ahead and see if you can get out of those” Jody turned to Y/N as she heard the men’s footsteps depart.
Y/N tried to wiggle her wrists from the ropes. One of her hands almost slipped out but they were too close together. She started to get frustrated. “I can’t. They’re too tight” Y/N whispered as her face grew red.
“It’s okay, try moving your chair towards me.” Jody instructed.
Y/N and Jody shuffled their chairs towards each other. Unfortunately, the wood moving against the floor made noise which led the men to pop in and check on them.
“Trying to escape, I see. Well then, I’ll just have to move you two into different rooms.” The man said as he untied Jody to move her.
In the process, Jody tried to look over at Y/N to mouth something. One of the men punched her in her stomach, making her topple over into their arms in pain. The sight of that really upset Y/N. Even though she had just met Jody, she was really nice to her. She was also terrified that the men would do the same to her. As soon as they left, she could hear Jody groan in pain as they threw another set of punches at her.
Y/N grew angrier and angrier. She soon felt a bunch of anger and pressure that kept building up. Soon enough, her ropes snapped clean in half, freeing her hands. She continued to untie her ankles.
Standing up from the chair, she didn’t know what else she could do. She had never been in this kind of situation before, it was her against two big and strong men. Y/N all of a sudden heard the two men’s footsteps coming back her way, she panicked and went to go hide. She found a corner behind a bookshelf that hid her. In that area, she found a stack of bricks that looked like they had been leftover from building the church years ago.
The two men stormed through the door and were shocked to see the empty chair and snapped ropes.
“What the hell? Where’d she go?”
“She couldn’t have gotten out of the building, we locked the front doors.”
“Where are you! You little shit!” One of the men screamed.
Y/N stayed crouched down as she held a brick in her hand, hoping they wouldn’t walk towards her.
One of the men went out of the room to search for Y/N while the other looked around the room. He started coming closer to where she was hidden. When the time felt right, Y/N stood up and swung at him with the brick. He fell to the floor and curled up in pain. Y/N looked down in shock at what she had just done, she dropped the brick and ran to the door.
Looking in both directions, it looked clear enough to walk around. Y/N checked each door cautiously in the back hall. She opened one door to find Jody tied up and ran to her side.
“Y/N? How did you get out?” Jody questioned.
“Uh, I got the ropes to loosen.” Y/N lied
“I thought you said-“
“I’ll explain later. Let’s get out of here.” Y/N said as she untied Jody.
……………….
Sam and Dean pulled up to the broken down church. It was pitch black outside. They parked further away so they wouldn’t be seen. “This has got to be it. It’s the only place close by.” Dean said as he looked at the map once more.
Sam grabbed a handful of weapons from the trunk and hid them on his person. Dean did the same as he led the way.
The two saw that the front doors were chained with a padlock. Sam crouched down to pick the lock while Dean watched their surroundings.
“This seems a little too easy…. after the trouble I went through trying to find these guys.” Dean whispered as Sam broke the lock open.
“Let’s just stay close.” Sam said.
The two walked through the church, staying on the perimeter. They heard two voices and quickly took cover behind a church pew. They saw the two men walk towards the back, they followed them from a distance, trying not to alert them yet.
The vampires stopped in their tracks in the middle of the hall. Sam and Dean hid around the corner and listened.
“You two thought we wouldn’t notice you were here?” One of their voices echoed. Jody and Y/N heard the voices from the hall and thought they were directed towards them at first.
Sam and Dean came out from their spot. “Oh, we figured you’d know at some point. But taking those two girls with you….. not a smart move.” Dean grew angry.
“You’re lucky to be here. You’ll be able to see them, just before they become dinner. We’ll be nice enough to save you two for dessert.” The other vamp smiled.
“Yeah, I don’t see that happening today. Cause I’ll be knocking your teeth down your throat.” Dean said as he launched at the vamp. Sam followed and went after the other.
Jody heard the commotion and peeked out the hall to see Sam and Dean.
“Is that my dad out there?” Y/N asked eagerly.
Before Jody could answer, one of the vamps knocked Sam into the door, pushing him into the room. Y/N’s eyes widened when she saw her dad on the floor. She tried to run to his side when the vamp shoved her to the floor and went to grab Sam.
He pushed Sam up against the wall and started to choke him. Jody went after the vamp to try and stop him but he turned around, picked up Jody by the jacket and threw her across the room. She slammed into the wall and fell. Y/N looked back at her dad being pinned to the wall, his face was turning more and more red.
She felt the same feeling that she did earlier when she broke the ropes. Except this time, it was much stronger. She couldn’t hold the anger in anymore and let it expel. The man flew off of Sam and slammed clean into the floor. Sam fell to the ground and gasped for air. Y/N was still focused on the vamp that tried to kill her dad. He continued to be dragged across the room with an invisible force.
“Hey! What are you doing!” The man shouted out. Y/N’s focus on the man grew stronger. He soon stopped being dragged and his neck snapped out of nowhere, causing him to fall unconscious.
Dean came in from the hall and looked over at the vamp on the floor. He walked over with his machete and beheaded him. “Just in case.” Dean shrugged as he looked up at Sam.
“What happened?” Dean asked oblivious to what had went down while he fought the other vamp. Y/N stood there frozen, Sam stood up and walked over to her.
“Y/N?”
She looked up at her dad with frightened eyes and fell into his arms, hugging him as tight as she could.
“You okay?” Dean asked as he walked over to Jody.
“Yeah, I’ve been better.” She groaned as Dean helped her off the ground.
Sam carried Y/N back to the car, Dean helped Jody walk back. Jody explained what had happened, leaving out the part about Y/N. She knew that was a discussion that needed to be saved for later.
Y/N was silent the whole ride back to the motel. Sam was really worried about her, and what had happened back at the church. This was definitely something that needed to be addressed.
……………….
Once everyone was back at the motel, they took turns showering and cleaning up from the hunt. While Y/N was showering, Sam pulled everyone aside to discuss what had happened.
“So this isn’t the first time she’s done this?” Jody questioned.
“No. Dean and I saw some signs when she was only three. She even mentioned that something happened at school, it sounded like the same thing.” Sam explained.
“What do you think it is? Does she know how to control it?” Jody asked.
“I don’t know. I’d like to talk to her about it but I don’t know if she’ll want to…” Sam sighed.
Y/N came out of the bathroom with her pajamas on. Everyone that was sitting at the table looked up at her.
“You guys are talking about me, aren’t you?” Y/N said as she dried her wet hair with a towel.
The three said nothing, not knowing how she felt about the situation.
“I’ll talk about it, if that’s what you guys want.” She offered. Everyone looked at each other in surprise.
Sam pulled out a chair and motioned for her to sit down. “So, what did you do to that vamp?” Sam asked in the most calm voice he had.
“I don’t know. I just started to feel really angry, when I saw him trying to hurt dad. It was like a force built up inside me that I had to let go. Then, as he was being dragged, it slowly started to fade away. I didn’t plan for that to happen……. Am I in trouble?” Y/N asked innocently.
“No. You’re not in trouble, we’re just trying to understand what happened.” Dean said.
“Did you see anything while you felt that way? Was something making you do that?” Sam asked.
“Nothing made me do anything. That’s what makes me confused. I felt the same thing at school when Hannah was teasing me. I didn’t expect it to happen, I didn’t know it was coming. It just happened.” Y/N explained.
Sam let out a breath. “Well, for now let’s just keep an eye on whatever this thing is until we can figure it out.” Y/N nodded.
“Well, it was nice seeing you guys, but I gotta get back to the girls.” Jody announced.
“Right. Thanks for coming out here Jody, it means a lot.” Dean thanked her.
Jody went over and hugged Y/N. “Thank you.” Y/N whispered to her. Jody smiled.
“Now what?” Sam asked. Dean stood there for a minute to think.
“Well, I guess I’m back to doing my thing.” Dean shrugged. Sam let out a small smile.
The hunt was over. It ended up being a regular hunt that wasn’t too complicated. That meant Sam and Y/N were going back to their life, and Dean back to his. Sam thought about hunting for a little bit, he and Dean did make a pretty good team. Sam didn’t miss hunting, but it didn’t feel right for his brother to leave.
“You know, if you wanted to, you could stay in town for a while…. I mean, it would be nice to have you around.” Sam offered.
Dean thought about it, but hunting was apart of him whether he liked it or not. He didn’t feel right without it. And with John still around somewhere, he wanted to go meet up with him. It did feel weird to just leave Sam again, but that was his life now.
“I gotta tell you, that would be nice, but I got a job to do.” Dean said.
“Right, of course. Couldn’t just have no one stopping those things.” The two laughed.
“Are you gonna come visit?” Y/N asked.
“Damn right I am!” Dean smiled.
“Cool.” Y/N smiled in a soft voice.
Dean checked out of the motel, Sam and Y/N gathered their things and went back home.
“So is that what hunting is like?” Y/N asked as Sam tucked her into bed.
“Pretty much. Depends on what the monster is and how many of them, but it can be intense. I’m really sorry you got dragged into all of this, sweetheart. I never wanted you to experience this, you’re too young and I never want you to feel like you have to be scared all the time.” Sam apologized.
“It’s okay dad. I know it was a spur of the moment type thing. I think it’s kind of cool that our family is secretly hunters.” Y/N said with optimism.
“Im glad you’re okay with it, but I don’t want you to get used to that. You should focus on school, sports, your friends. Just being a kid, that’s all I want you to worry about. Think of that as a one time thing, okay? Oh and, do not tell anyone about this. No one can know what we do or what you saw. Is that clear?” Sam explained.
“Clear….. Night daddy.” Y/N said as she slipped further under the covers.
Sam kissed her on the forehead and walked out. He was relieved to be home, but he was still worried about the future. Wondering if anything was going to change, now that Y/N knew the truth. Although he was glad she was handling it so well, it wasn’t a normal thing for a kid to experience. There was still one more mission Sam had to tackle. Figuring out what Y/N had that made her able to do things….
Summary: Sam goes off to help Dean with the hunt. In the process, Y/N and Jody run into some trouble.
Word Count: 1,857
A/N: I really hope you guys somewhat like this series so far. I might have this one be longer than the other ones I’ve written before, which is why it’s going by slower. My requests are still closed but I will let y’all know when I am opening them again. It will be soon!
“This is Jody, she’s going to be staying with you while we’re gone.” Dean introduced Jody as she came through the motel door.
“Hi, Y/N! It’s so nice to finally meet you.” Jody stuck out her hand for Y/N to shake.
“Nice to meet you.” Y/N shook Jody’s hand with a small smile. Dean gave Jody a run down of what hunt they were doing, then told her about Y/N a little bit. Sam walked over to his daughter to say goodbye.
“Promise you’ll be back soon?” Y/N asked innocently.
“Promise. The sooner we get to work on this thing, the sooner we can be done with this, and I can get back here.
“Okay…” Y/N lowered her head.
“It’ll be okay. Jody is pretty cool from what I’ve heard. I’ll call you guys later tonight.” Sam said as he placed a kiss on Y/N’s forehead. The two men grabbed their things and walked out.
Y/N sat down on one of the beds, staying quiet. All of this was so new to her. It was a little scary and stressful, she also worried about her dad going up against monsters. Although, she didn’t know much about the actual monsters yet, she still worried about her dad and wanted him to come home safe so they could both go back home.
“So? Is there anything you want to do to pass the time?” Jody asked, breaking the silence.
“I don’t know.” Y/N mumbled and shrugged.
“I know this stuff, your dad and uncle are going through is a little weird. Hard to believe even…..” Jody said.
“Are they actually serious? Or is this just one big joke?” Y/N asked.
“It is real all right. I know it seems crazy since we’re all told as kids that monsters aren’t real and neither are ghosts. As much as I’d like to think they aren’t, unfortunately that’s not the case. Your dad and uncle are hunters and there is a whole community of people out there that do the same thing as them. Not a lot of people know about hunting, which is for the best.” Jody explained.
“Why don’t most people know about what they do?”
“Because, there’s a lot of bad things out there that are very dangerous. They can be smart and fast. Most of the time, these monsters are inhuman, so they can do things that we can’t. If everyone knew these things were real, they would most likely be going after everyone. So it’s just better for a few people to go after them in silence.” Jody said.
“Is that why we haven’t seen Dean in so long? Because he was out hunting?” Y/N wondered.
“It’s really not my place to talk about these things….” Jody trailed off.
“That’s the reason though, isn’t it?” Y/N knew the answer already.
“See, your dad didn’t want to hunt the rest of his life, so he wanted to live a normal life with you. That made Dean a little upset, since he thought they would be hunting together for a long time. They just disagreed on things they wanted to do in life, that’s all.” Jody said, hoping Sam wouldn’t be mad for explaining these things.
“Is my dad going to start hunting again?” Y/N asked.
“Well, his plan was to just help your uncle out with this one and then get back to reality.”
That was Sam’s plan all along. But plans like that for hunters usually don’t get to play out so smoothly. Sam knew there was going to be more trouble after this hunt, but he wanted to try his best to keep it from affecting his life with Y/N
……………….
The next three days for Sam and Dean consisted of going back and forth, talking to the police, victims, families, witnesses. Collecting information on everything and everyone. Dean started to have a little bit more luck with Sam around, the two of them were really a team.
“Y’know, I think I know what I’ve been missing from these hunts.” Dean thought.
“Oh yeah? What’s that?” Sam asked.
“Your dorkiness…..” Dean stated. Sam rolled his eyes. “I guess your smarts count too.” Dean added.
Sam gave a small smile and looked back at his laptop. “It would be great to have you back, doing this again.” Dean brought up.
“You know I can’t Dean, this is a one time thing. Just like that weekend trip to look for dad was a one time thing.” Sam sighed.
“It’s in your blood, Sam. You’re good at this, you’re meant to do this…..” Dean said.
“I’m meant to keep my daughter safe. Which means no hunting. I gotta do what I gotta do.” Sam said. He then sat up a little straighter, a worried and confused expression formed on his face.
“Something doesn’t feel right about this…..” Sam said
“What, what do you mean?” Dean asked.
“The weekend trip I took to hunt with you. After that, Jess died. This is another short hunt, it’s meant to be just a few days….. What if this is the same thing that killed Jess? What if it’s after Y/N too?” Sam’s expression started to grow more worried and angry.
“Uh, I don’t know.” Dean thought about it. He didn’t know what to say. Sam pulled out his phone as quickly as he could and dialed Jody’s number. “What?” Dean asked, not knowing what Sam was trying to do.
“I promised I’d call.” Sam said as the line rang.
“Hello?” Jody answered.
“Hey! How are you guys doing?” Sam asked.
“We’re uh, we’re doing fine…” Jody said.
“How’s Y/N? Can you put her on the phone? I promised I would call.” Sam asked.
“Sure.” Jody said. The line was silent for a while until he heard some small breaths.
“Hi dad.” Said a small voice.
“Hey sweetie. Sorry it’s a little late, but just wanted to see how you were doing.” Sam said.
“I’m fine, are you almost done with the hunt?” Y/N asked eagerly.
“Kind of, we found some more leads these past few days. We’re getting there.”
“Okay. Please hurry back!” Y/N said in a shaky voice.
“Don’t worry, we’re working on it!” Sam said in a hopeful voice. Before Y/N said goodbye to him, the phone call ended from the other line. Sam set his phone down with a confused look on his face.
“See, they’re doing good….” Dean said.
“No….. Something doesn’t seem right.” Sam furrowed his eyebrows. “She didn’t sound like her normal self. She sounded scared.”
“Maybe she was just worried about you?” Dean implied.
“We need to go check on them.” Sam said as he got up abruptly.
“Sam, we’re not driving all the way back out there, you just got off the phone with them.” Dean argued.
“Dean, we’re going back there wether you like it or not. I have a bad feeling about this.” Sam urged as he grabbed his things in a hurry.
……………….
Jody’s phone rang in her pocket. “Well what do we have here?” The man in front of her said as he reached into her pocket to pull out her phone. A smile spread across the mans face as he looked at the caller ID.
“Listen here. I’m going to answer this, you’re going to talk as if everything is just fine. If you say one wrong word, I’m killing you both.” He talked slow. He answered the call and put the phone on speaker next to Jody.
“Okay. Please hurry back!” Y/N said a little too scared sounding. The mans face grew sour as he hung up the call. “What did I say!?” He yelled as he punched Y/N across her cheek. Her head fell down as she winced in pain.
“Fuck. Now they’re probably on their way.” He said to the other man. They both glanced around and whispered to each other.
“Bring them in.”
“To the nest?” He whispered. “Isn’t it too soon for that?”
“We’ve waited long enough. Lets just finish these two so that we can go grab the WInchester’s”
It was apparent to Jody that these were definitely vamps. She needed to keep a close eye on Y/N as she was already scared enough.
The two men broke into the motel earlier with force after looking for Sam and Dean. They found Jody and Y/N instead and panicked, grabbing them instead. The two grabbed them and walked them out to a truck where they were driven away to some vamps nest.
Y/N and Jody sat on the floor in the back of a truck. It was very dark, with some dim light coming from the windows.
“Are they going to kill us?” Y/N asked fearfully.
“I don’t know what their plans are, but I just need you to stay as calm as possible, okay? Can you do that for me?” Jody soothed. Y/N nodded.
“When we get there and we’re not in the truck anymore, see if you can wiggle out of those ropes, you’re hands are probably small enough, then if there is a point where they aren’t looking, grab the knife in my back pocket.” Jody whispered as quiet as she could.
“I thought I said no talking!” The guy shouted from the front seat.
Y/N sat there terrified for her life. But she knew she had to be strong for Jody and for her dad. She sat up straight and sniffled her watery eyes away, determined to get out of here alive.
……………….
Sam and Dean busted through the motel door to find nothing but two chairs on the ground with a roll of rope.
“Damnit!” Dean yelled, running his hands through his hair in frustration.
“Look around, for anything!” Sam demanded.
Sam looked around as well as Dean. “Nothing.” Dean breathed out. Sam walked out into the parking lot in frustration. Dean followed. “What now? We have NOTHING on them.” Sam yelled.
Dean just happened to look down and saw a folded up piece of paper. He picked it up, unfolded it to see it was a map. It had markings and places circled on it. Studying it more in depth, he looked at the locations, realizing they were the places that he had visited through out town to get information.
“Sam, look. I’ve gone to all of these places while on this hunt. This must be their map if they’ve been tracking me…” Dean scanned the piece of paper. “I’ve been everywhere except here, I don’t remember going anywhere over here.” Dean pointed out one spot on the map that was further away from everything else.
“That must be their nest.” Sam guessed.
“I hope you’re right.” Dean jingled his keys as they took a chance on the one location from the map.
Sam sat in the passenger seat and looked at the map, letting out a sigh, he knew how scared his little girl must have been. In his heart, she knew she was strong, but he was still worried as hell. Dean said not to worry, and that Jody is with her. Regardless, they knew they didn’t have much time and needed to get there fast.
I think it’s really important that people understand how much the Wayward Sisters mean to us SPN fans. The pilot episode just resonated with so many people, and to hear it wasn’t going to be picked up… that was devastating. We know we want Wayward Sisters, but does the CW CEO know? Does Mark Pedowitz really realize the gravity of the situation here?
For days we’ve had thousands of SPN fans go on all types of social media to protest about this, but so far no luck. That’s why I encourage all of you to take action right now.
There’re alot of ways you can do this, but some are:
1) Watching and rewatching the pilot episode.
2) Tweeting with the hashtag #SaveWaywardSisters.
3) Placing @TheCW, @Netflix, or @warnerbrostv in your tweets (or just any social media in general).
Just do something to get your voice heard. Everything you do counts. It’s still not too late for the Wayward Sisters.
Summary: Takes place S13e10. Dean and Sam are trapped in Apocalypse World, as the Wayward Daughters do everything they can to rescue them. Will their plan be enough? Will the reader be able to move beyond her past with Dean in order to save him?
Words: 4793
Warnings: Trauma, breakup, Bad Place, martyrdom
It had been a hell of a night. I had been scouring the town for any explanation of the haunting at the bus depot but had come up with more suspects than answers. Homeless people that had passed away at the bus station, accident victims of cars gone astray or out of control in the parking lot. There had been a mountain of possibilities. But the silvery, shrouded woman that had continually thrown me against, and eventually through, the wall of the bar across the street eventually narrowed my suspicions down to one.
The woman had just turned twenty-one and had gone out to celebrate. Only to end up being horrifically assaulted and left to die in the freezing cold behind the defunct busses that had been permanently parked. The ghost’s strength was evident in the bruises that battered my face. I looked into the rearview mirror, sighing and wincing as I attempted to clean myself up. The cuts were fairly superficial, and I didn’t think I needed any stitches. But the thin cut that tore across my bottom lip was still bleeding, coating my chin in the sticky liquid.
My cell phone had been laying in the passenger seat and now, it made a low hum as it vibrated against the leather. I hesitated before reaching for it, knowing that the last few dozen missed calls I had had were from him. The ex. The almost was. The not anymore. The One that Got Away. Whatever you preferred to call him. And I didn’t relish the thought of seeing his name flash up on the screen yet again.
I took a deep breath, closing my eyes tightly, ignoring the pain that shot through my right eyelid from the black eye that was beginning to flourish. Turning the cell phone over in my hands, I opened my eyes as the screen lit up. “Jody,” I whispered as I read the name of the missed call aloud.
Quickly, I pressed Jody’s name, listening to the dead air as the call connected.
“Y/N?” Jody’s frantic voice picked up almost immediately.
“Hey, sorry I was finishing up a job. What’s up?”
“Oh, thank God you’re alright.” The relief that flooded Jody’s voice stunned me.
“Yeah, Jodes, why wouldn’t I be?”
There was a beat of silence as my question went unanswered. “Y/N, I need you to come home. Now.”
“Jody, what’s going on?” Jody had never been so adamant before, or so worried. It had been three months since I had moved in with Jody, using the Sheriff’s Sioux Falls home as my home base. Jobs had taken me away fairly regularly and I hadn’t spent more than two consecutive nights in the bedroom that had been designated as mine. But that didn’t change the fact that it was home.
“You just need to get here now, okay? I mean it. Get on the road now. I don’t care if you’re in the middle-”
“I just finished the job, Jodes.” I cut her off. “I’m only about an hour away. I’ll be home soon, okay?”
“Just….” Jody hesitated. “Hurry.”
The phone call disconnected and I sat starring at the cell phone in confusion before turning the ignition and pointing the car towards home.
I made the hour-long drive is just under 40 minutes, having put the gas pedal to the floor. Flinging the driver’s side door open, I practically sprinted up the steps, slamming the unlocked front door open in my wake.
“Jody,” I called out in a panic.
She quickly stepped out of the kitchen and walked directly towards me; arms outstretched and tears in her eyes.
“I’m so glad you made it home,” Jody whispered, pulling me into her tight embrace.
“Hey,” I began. “I’m okay. I’m here. I’m right here, Jody.” I wrapped my arms tightly around her, holding her as she trembled. “Jody? What’s going on?”
Slowly, she backed out of my embrace, swallowing hard as her eyes fixated on the floor between my feet. “Y/N,” she began, her words coming out as if she were choking on them.
I waited in silence, knowing she’d tell me once the words were there. But before she could, a face peered out at me from the kitchen. It was a face I didn’t recognize. A girl with dark olive skin and black wavy hair that barely touched her shoulders. She was holding a bowl and quickly throwing popcorn kernels into her mouth as she stepped closer to us.
“Hello,” I said, attempting to sound as normal as I could muster. “I’m-”
“I know who you are,” her voice was high, but cracked as she spoke. “Did you tell her?” The stranger looked at Jody expectantly as Jody shook her head.
“I was just getting to that.”
“Tell me what, Jody?” My voice was full of panic now. Secrets never gave me the warm fuzzies and now that this stranger was in on it, my anxiety was skyrocketing.
“Y/N, this is Patience.” Jody gestured towards the newcomer as she introduced her. I nodded my head as I inclined it towards her by way of welcome.
“Nice to meet you,” I grunted, crossing my arms and waiting for the shoe to drop.
Loud footsteps came stomping down the stairs to my right as I heard Claire’s voice ring out. “Y/N? Is that you? You aren’t dead?” The surprise and outrage in her words left me wide eyed.
“What?!” I yelled. “Why would you think I was dead?”
Claire hopped over to me, tucking herself into my shoulder as she gave me a quick one-armed hug, her eyes focused on Patience’s face.
“Ask the psychic,” she explained.
I turned my face to meet Patience’s, my face set in a hard line and my eyes bugged out of their sockets. “Why does she think I’m dead?”
Jody took a step closer, placing herself between Patience and I. “Claire’s right,” she started to explain. “Patience is a psychic. She’s Missouri Moseley’s granddaughter.” Her words were succinct, and I knew right away what she was implying.
“Patience,” I began, my voice low and empathetic. “I’m so sorry. Your grandmother was,” I hesitated. “She was a very special woman. Very beloved.”
I watched as Patience absorbed my words but she gave no response. Jody had let me know about Missouri’s passing when it happened. I had been on a case in Iowa, clearing out a Rugaru issue when the Winchester’s had worked with Missouri for the last time. It was the only time in the last few months that I regretted my avoidant personality.
“I still don’t get it. Why did you think I was dead?”
“Because I saw you die,” Patience explained, her words matter-of-fact, if not unfeeling.
I looked at her incredulously. “What?”
After an hour that seemed to last for days, Jody and Patience had explained everything to me. Patience’s visions, her seeing me die, and the fact that the Winchester’s were in some alternate universe that just so happened to be the same one where I died. My mind was swimming and I couldn’t seem to get my head above the water to take a breath, let alone understand.
“Y/N?” Claire rested her hand on my shoulder, giving me a slight shake as she tried desperately to get my attention.
I brought my eyes up to meet hers, but couldn’t find any words.
“We’re going to get them back, Y/N.” Claire’s attempt to reassure me fell flat.
“Sam and….” I swallowed hard. “And Dean. They’re missing?” I could hear my heart pounding in my ears and my breathing felt like it was getting shallower and shallower as I struggled to maintain my calm, something I was failing at desperately.
Jody shook her head slowly, confirming my fears. “But we know what we need to do.”
I looked at her, my eyes pleading with her to give me more information.
She rolled her eyes in return. “They were working with a girl, Kaia. She knows where they’re at and how to get there.”
“Okay, so let’s go!” I stood up dramatically, pushing my chair back as I did.
“Wait,” Jody said, reaching out and grabbing my hand. “We can’t talk to her”
While I hadn’t thought my eyeballs would be able to stress themselves beyond my skull any further, her words quickly proved me wrong.
“What do you mean? Why wouldn’t we talk to her? Jody, what the hell!?”
“She bolted,” Claire explained. “She was in the hospital, I went to talk to her, and she bolted. There were these bizarre monsters outside that attacked her,” my eyes widened even more. “We took care of it,” Claire stressed, holding her hands out to me as if to stop me from running. “But she’s down for the count. They got a few good licks in and she went down. She’ll be okay. Alex is patching her up, but, Y/N,” Claire hesitated, taking a deep breath. “She’s from that universe. Where Sam and Dean are. The Bad Place, she calls it.”
Claire’s face was that of a repentant child, as though any and all of this should fall on her shoulders.
I took a few deep breaths, attempting to steady myself as I pinched the bridge of my nose with one hand, resting the other on my hip as I began to pace. “So, you’re telling me that Sam and Dean are in some bizarro world, and the only person that can get us there is too busy having her boo-boos kissed to tell us how to get there?” My voice rose in volume with each word, my illusion of calm rapidly fading.
“It’s more than just that,” Jody said, standing up and slamming her hands on the dining room table. “Y/N, you’re missing a vital part of this puzzle.”
“What part, Jody? Sam and Dean are missing and we’re supposed to, what, sit on our thumbs and wait? I don’t think so!” I began walking towards the garage, knowing Alex would have the girl that was the key to all of this in there with her.
“The part where you die, Y/N!” Claire screamed at me with tears in her eyes.
“I don’t see how that matters even a little bit!” My answer bit at her, and I watched her recoil, surprise evident on her face as she did so.
“This isn’t negotiable.” Jody’s voice was deceptively calm and firm. “You go over there, you die. You aren’t leaving this house, do you hear me?” Jody squinted as her words came out full of anger.
“If Dean’s over there,” I caught myself. “If Dean and Sam are over there, then there’s absolutely no question as to where I’m going to be. My place is there. Saving them. And you know it.”
“I can’t lose you, too!” Jody’s exclamation took me by surprise.
“Jodes,” I began, but she held her hand up, effectively silencing me.
“No. Y/N, no. Okay? You’re staying here. I won’t lose another child.” Her eyes glistened with unshed tears and my heart lurched at her words. “I won’t do it, Y/N.”
I let out a deep breath. “It’s Dean,” I whispered.
“Yeah, I know it is. I know you two had a nasty breakup. I know you haven’t spoken in months and I know you regret it every day. But you cannot be the one to go over there. I won’t let you. If you go, I lose you, and I am not about to lose you, or anyone else. Is that clear?”
I attempted to swallow the lump in my throat that refused to diminish. “All that matters is Dean, Jody. I have to go-”
“Damnit Y/N, if he was all that mattered to you then you would’ve said yes when he proposed to you instead of turning tail and running for the hills!”
I took a step back to steady myself as my eyes focused on Jody. “Look,” Jody began, her voice calmer now. “Donna and I will go over there as soon as Kaia tells us what she knows. We’ll take care of this and you will stay here. There’s no other plan. This is it.”
My eyes flitted from Jody to Claire and back, both of them giving me the same pleading expression and both too stubborn and strong-willed to change their minds.
I nodded my head slowly, agreeing to their plan out of necessity, as Alex came running in through the garage door. “It’s Larsen’s,” she blurted out. “Larsen Brothers Shipyard off Route 14. That’s where the door is.” A small, dark haired girl with scratches adorning her face walked in behind her.
Jody and Claire were already grabbing supplies as we all piled into our vehicles and headed for the shipyard.
We arrived in less than ten minutes and gathered at the sidewalk in front of the entryway.
“Donna and I have got this. But that door, it’s been open for a while and there’s no telling what crawled out in the meantime. So, you guys? You’re playing defense, okay?” We all nodded in the affirmative as each of us armed ourselves accordingly.
Donna was standing at the end of the sidewalk, hugging Claire and Patience as they walked by her. I kept telling my feet to move, but no matter how loudly I shouted at them in my head, they wouldn’t respond. I felt an arm snake its way over my shoulders, pulling me into a half hug.
“He’ll be alright, Y/N,” Donna’s friendly voice sang out to me as she pulled my head towards her.
“I know,” I acquiesced. “Just bring him back safe, okay?” She gave me a quick nod and a smile before I watched her and Jody disappear into the building.
It had been a while since Jody and Donna had gone in. Too long. Claire, Kaia, and Patience had all begun to get antsy a while ago and my trigger finger was more than itchy in their absence as I reacted to each and every sound that came out of the building in front of us.
We heard a gunshot and all of our breaths stopped as we collectively stared at the building. “That’s it,” I said, cocking my handgun and holding it down to my side.
“You guys can stay here but I’m going in. Something’s wrong.” I began walking towards the front door, just as Claire wrapped her delicate hand around my wrist.
“Wait,” she said. “You can’t.” She flicked her eyes over to Patience and stared at me silently.
“It’s Dean,” I offered her as my explanation. “What good is being alive in any world if he isn’t in it?” I could feel moisture building in my eyes and I did my best to hold my tears at bay.
“I’ll go with you.” An unfamiliar voice sang out from the crowd as Kaia stepped forward. “You won’t know where you’re going if I don’t. I know where to go. And where not to.” She looked down at her fingers as she fiddled with her nails, nervously.
All four of us walked into the building, our eyes searching endlessly for any sign of Donna or Jody.
“Jodes!” I yelled into the emptiness. We heard the beating of feet above us as I dove for the staircase, yelling for the others to follow me.
By the time we found them, they had been surrounded. Unfamiliar monsters with sickly glowing red eyes stared at them as if they were a feast. I raised my gun and pulled off two shots directly into the back of their skulls. I watched as their bodies slumped to the floor in front of us, and Jody and Donna each turned their heads towards me.
Just beyond them, there was a glowing orange line that seemed to spark and fade.
“There,” Kaia yelled, pointing her hand towards it. “That’s the door!”
I watched as it slowly began to shrink. “No!” I shouted as my feet broke into a sprint with Kaia close behind me.
We leapt over Jody as she lay bruised and beaten on the floor, and made a break straight for the gateway. I tumbled to the ground, taking in the monochromatic surroundings I found myself in. Glancing back towards the rift, I could see it was still open, but just barely. And there was no telling how long it would remain that way.
“Come on,” Kaia said as she stood up, her teeth chattering in fear as she turned away from the door and walked away, beckoning me to follow her. My handgun remained clenched in my hand as I reached for the pocketknife that had been tucked away in my back pocket.
“Lead the way.”
We seemed to be walking for hours and I was sure that any portal that there had been had closed by now. Kaia continued to assure me that we hadn’t even been there an hour yet. I ran my hands through my hair, tugging at the ends as I tucked it behind my ears.
“We have to find them, Kaia,” I begged. She gave me no response but continued on until we heard the sounds of breaking twigs and crushed leaves. Kaia hunched down in front of me, getting as low to the ground as she could as she held a finger up to me, insisting on my continued silence.
We peaked out of a threadbare bush to try to identify where the sound came from, when two figures began walking towards us, their movements tentative and quiet.
“Dean?” I whimpered as I lunged myself out into the clearing and towards him.
My name hadn’t fully left his lips when I crashed into him, my arms wrapping around his neck as tears forced their way down my cheeks. My breathing was ragged, but I’d never been so relieved. I felt his arms wrap around me, pulling me into him as if he needed to know I was real. He repeated my name again as I sobbed into his shoulder.
“I thought,” I cried. “I thought I’d lost you.” I leaned back and released my hold on him, finally meeting his eye.
He was blinking fast, confusion coloring his entire face and stance. But his eyes held mine as I stared into the deep emerald orbs that had always captivated me. He raised his hand, wiping the tears that had been falling down my face away with the gentle pad of his thumb. I closed my eyes, relishing in the feeling of his touch; his calloused fingertips smoothing over my skin sending shockwaves through me.
“Same here,” he said, as his jaw set into a hard, locked line, his eyes still focused on me.
“I’d hate to interrupt,” Kaia spoke up from behind us. “But we’re running on borrowed time here, if we aren’t out of time already. We’ve got to go.”
I pulled myself away from Dean, going against every urge in my body as I did so. Wiping my hands down my shirt to smooth it out, I dusted myself off and attempted to focus yet again.
“Hey Y/N,” I heard Sam’s voice calling from beside me. Turning my head to him, I took in the smile that was plastered on his face, giving him my own smile in return. “Heya Sammy,” I called as he reached out and squeezed my shoulder.
I turned around to face Kaia again, gesturing for her to lead the way. She seized the opportunity and began walking quickly back the way that we had come. I followed behind her with the boys in tow. The trek back to the gateway seemed to go faster, as if time had sped up now that Sam and Dean had been found.
A few minutes into our hike, Dean’s hand wound its way into mine, interlacing his fingers with mine as he squeezed my hand tightly; a gesture he had often given me when he knew I was uncomfortable or stressed. I turned my head to make eye contact with him again as we continued walking.
“It’s just up there,” Kaia pointed ahead of us as she continued, panting. We could see the orange break in space hovering above the ground. It didn’t seem to have shrunk in size, but its vibrance had died down significantly.
“Run,” I instructed them, pushing Sam and Dean ahead of me as Kaia took off towards the rift. I followed behind, close on their heels.
We were feet away from the doorway when I felt it. A menacing, hooded figure clad in black sneaking up from behind. When I turned my head, I could see them throw their arm forward as the long, aerodynamic weapon they were holding came flying towards us, pointed directly at Dean.
“No!” I screamed, diving at him as I shoved him towards the doorway and put myself between him and the spear. I watched in slow motion as Sam and Kaia made it through to the other side. But, to my horror, Dean had stopped to turn around and face me, watching as the head of the spear sank itself into my back.
“Y/N?” Dean was screaming my name repeatedly as he reached for me, glaring over my shoulder at my assaulter and his would-be murderer. I fell forward, kneeling to the ground as I turned my head to look at the hooded figure again. I watched as the black hood fell back, revealing a familiar face and a sinister grin. “Kaia?” I whispered.
My vision began to go black as I felt Dean’s arms wrap around me, jerking me up to my feet before he lifted my legs in one arm, cradling my shoulders in the other. My head lolled back and in an instant, everything went black.
Dean was pacing the floor in Jody’s garage as Sam and Alex examined Y/N’s wound. She’d passed out before they had even made it through the doorway, but Dean had made sure that they came back home safely. The rift closed almost immediately after they came through.
“Dean?” Sam had called to his brother once they were back in their own world. But the only response he received was the garbled cries of Dean’s anguish.
“No,” Sam had uttered beneath his breath as he ran towards them, convinced that what he was seeing couldn’t be real. “No, she’s fine, Dean. She’s going to be fine. Let me take a look at her.”
He pushed his way to his brother, every step feeling like his feet were made of lead and concrete. But when he pressed his fingers to her neck, feeling the small pulsations of her carotid artery, he let out a sigh of relief.
“She’s got a pulse. A weak one, but it’s there. We need to get her some help. Now.” Sam reached out for her, wanting to remove the physical burden from Dean as he watched his brother collapse to the floor. “Dean!” Sam was yelling, desperation flooding him. “We have to go.”
Jody ran up to them, taking in the sight that she had feared. “We didn’t stop it,” she muttered. Patience walked up behind her, holding her hand over her mouth as if in astonishment.
“This is it,” she said. “My vision. This is what I saw.” Jody gasped, allowing the panic and heartbreak to set in.
“We’ve got to move her,” Sam told them. “She’s got a pulse, but she won’t for long if we don’t get her somewhere safe.”
Jody shook her head slightly, focusing yet again. “Get her to the car out front. Alex’ll patch her up at home.”
Before her sentence was finished, Sam was bolting towards the car, taking the steps down two at a time. Dean followed behind, his movements empty, as if a man possessed.
Jody wove her arm through his, hanging onto his elbow as they walked quickly towards the exit and to the car.
“I just got her back,” Dean said. “I just got her back. She can’t be gone already. I can’t…” He left his sentence unfinished as Jody rubbed a loving hand up and down his back, attempting to reassure him.
“It’ll be fine. She’ll bounce right back. She’s a fighter, yeah?” Jody opened the back passenger door of her car, urging Dean into the seat as Sam was laying Y/N across from the other side, resting her head on Dean’s lap.
Jody jumped in the driver’s seat, throwing the car into reverse as she pushed the “Talk” button on the steering wheel and called Alex.
“It’s Y/N,” she said succinctly. “We need you. It’s…” She hesitated, looking up into the rearview mirror at Dean. “It’s not good. We’re a couple minutes away. Be ready.” The one-sided conversation was quick, direct and to the point.
The tires squealed to a stop as Jody parked the car in the driveway, slamming the transmission into park and flicking the engine to the off position before everyone began hopping out of the car. Dean stayed where he was, slowly stroking Y/N’s hair as he attempted to soothe her into waking.
Alex was running out of the front door towards them, her scrubs still stained with Kaia’s blood from patching her up earlier, and her stethoscope still hanging from her neck. “Bring her inside!”
Dean did as he was told, sliding out of his seat, careful not to let Y/N’s head fall as he slowly pulling her out of the car and cradling her in his arms. In seconds, they were all standing in the garage as Dean laid Y/N down on the gurney and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
“Everyone, take a step back,” Alex ordered, listening to Y/N’s heart as she did so. “Jody, I need you to bring me an IV bag. We’re going to need to get some blood in her now along with as many antibiotics and as much saline as possible. She’s losing blood fast.”
The words seemed to all blur together as Dean dropped into the chair behind him, cradling his head in his hands. “This can’t be happening,” he repeated to himself, his eyes fixated on a drop of her blood as it fell to the floor.
Two hours later, Dean was sitting next to Y/N again, squeezing her hand between both of his as he stared intently at her face. Alex had assured him that she was fine. That she’d been all patched up, that the dehydration and blood loss had been combated, and that everything was going to be just fine in time. But he longed to see her eyes open and looking at him like she always had. Like she could see into his soul. He yearned to hear her voice, even if she yelled at him and never wanted to see him again. As long as she was alive.
He lowered his head, muttering “Please,” to himself over and over.
At some point, he must have drifted off to sleep, her hand still clenched in his, with his head resting on the side of the bed. She began to stir, grunting as she did so and squeezing his hand back.
My eyes were heavy and hazy. The pain that had flown through me on our way to the doorway seemed a distant memory and my body felt as though I were floating in the ocean; one wave after another pushing me closer to shore. I opened my eyes tentatively, hesitant to take in my surroundings for fear that the monochromatic world would still be surrounding me.
But in my hand, I could feel the warm familiarity that was Dean’s fingers interlaced with mine. I squeezed my hand around his, desperate to prove to myself that it was truly him.
“Y/N?” He woke with a start, his eyes focusing on my face as he brought one hand up to cup my cheek.
I gave him a smile, my eyes closing in a slow blink as I opened my mouth. “Hey there stranger.”
Dean leaned down quickly, pressing his lips firmly against mine, seeming to blow life into me with his kiss. The one that never failed to take my breath away.
“Don’t you ever do that to me again, do you understand?”
I nodded as I laughed quietly, Dean’s forehead pressing down into my own.
“You got it,” I confirmed for him.
“Marry me?” The question came out as a plea as he pushed his head closer to mine, rubbing our noses against one another. The same question I’d run from so many months ago. But now, after all this time and after all that had happened, there was only one answer that I could give.
I smiled at him, holding my breath as my cheeks began to ache from the tension.
Reason(s) why the show writers made Castiel confess his feelings for Dean even though there were no prior indications that either of them had feelings for each other:
Based on the Free Mom Hugs movement. As @fangirlxwritesx67 explained to me Free Mom Hugs is a movement of Moms (and Dads, and big sisters, and everyone, really) who show up at PRIDEs to offer hug and affirmation to the LGBTQ+ community. Per their own words they’re also dedicated to educating families, church, and civic leaders encouraging them to not only affirm the LGBTQ+ community but to celebrate them. :3
I am SO excited about this art from my talented friend, and even more excited about Free Mom Hugs and the work they are doing to love and affirm the queer community.
They do give out hugs at PRIDE, which is an amazing experience all by itself. But they are also involved in raising awareness and funds, as well as attending/officiating LGBT+ weddings, queer proms, drag queen story times, resources for homeless LGBT+ teens, and so much more. (Follow their Instagram for a constant source of affirmation, activism and positivity)
The Free Mom Hugs moms refer to themselves as Mama Bears. Who is more of a mama bear on Supernatural than Jody Mills? So that’s who I asked for
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