Mind Reading
Requested by:
Reyhan_syfa

Sam stumbled off, out of the room crying out

"Ugh! My head!"

Dean fired a shot at the offending witch, knowing full well it wouldn't do anything useful. But he did it anyways, as more of a distraction so (y/n) could come up behind and light it on fire.

The plan worked, and the witch ran from the cottage screaming and engulfed in flames. Dean followed her out to make sure she was good a dead, but (y/b) ran to help Sam.

"Sam!" She called out "Sam are you okay?"

No answer. "Oh no..." She thought "Sam!"

A deep groan came from around the corner, "Ugh! In here," he called.

"Oh thank god... I was really worried. What would Dean and I do without Sam to be smart for us and-"

"What?" Sam asked. "Did you say something,"

"No," she said, "Are you hearing things. Did you hit your head?"

"No, I ugh. I think that witch hit me with something,"

"Oh dear... Well come on let's get you home..." She said taking his arm and leading him outside. Her mind races... Oh dead oh dear. I hope he doesn't have a concussion. What if he's got brain damage? What would we do? Would be be able to take care of him? What would Dean say? Would Dean and I have to live on our own? I don't know if that's good or bad...

"(Y/n)?" Sam spoke up.

"Yeah? Are you okay?" (Y/n) asked him, they had just made it out of the house.

"Did? Did you just?"

"I didn't say anything... Sam are you alright?"

Oh my god.... No no no...

Sam thought he was going crazy... (Y/n) was talking but her mouth wasn't moving.

"Dean!" She shouted. Dean came running into the little cottage.

"What's wrong?"

"Help me get him out the car..."

Oh god... Not Sam. Not (y/n) either. But not Sam.

Sam looked at Dean. He very clearly heard him say that, but his mouth didn't move. What the hell!

Sam's mind raced with this new weird thing to cope with. In the car no one spoke... Out loud...

In Dean's voice: Gotta get him home... Maybe he'll be fine after a nap... I'll call Cas he can probably help if sleep won't. But if not... Then what? What will (y/n) and I do? Would we have to give up the job to to pay for Sam's medical shit? Would (y/n) leave me? I couldn't stand it if she left me...

In (y/n) voice: While Sam is napping I should make some tea... Tea is good for head trauma right? I need to make dinner... Do we have good? Would Dean let me take the car if we don't have food? If we lived in another world where we lived together and didn't hunt but we still had the car, would he still not let me drive the car? It would be nice to have a normal life... Wouldn't that just be a dream.

All the noise and "talking" in the car was giving Sam a head ache. The two of them were thinking so loudly! About each other of all things!

When Dean pulled up at the Bunker Sam practically jumped out of the car to get away from their screaming brains.

Inside, Sam went into his room and listen to (y/n) and Dean have an audible conversation with each other.

"I'll take care of Sam if you can start dinner," Dean offered.

"Are ya sure... I know how you love cooking so much," she said.

She knows me so well... God des perfect. Dean thought.

Sam was getting really sick of all this mind reading crap.

"Yeah I'm sure, you're a pretty good chef and someone has to make sure Sam is actually okay and not just saying that,"

She laughed, "okay then, go play doctor then,"

Dean tapped on the door.

"Sam," he called. His brain was moving 100 miles and hour and very loudly. The door opened.

"Do you always think with such a loud voice? (Y/n)'s is so much softer,"

"What?"

"That freakin witch did something to me. I can hear everything you're thinking! And (y/n),"

Deans eyes bulged in a sudden terror. Then narrowed... "What am I thinking of?" He asked concentrating on an image of a bowl of corn flakes cereal being poured by (y/n) just that morning.

"God damn Dean, your head is too loud... Too bright... Too full and empty at the same time!"

Rude he thought.

"I can hear that for Christ's sake!"

"This is friggin weird..." Dean rolled his eyes. "This has got to go. I can't have you hearing my brain 24/7"

"Trust me I've heard enough from you and (y/n)."

"Excuse me?"

"You need to ask her out already, Dean,"

"Sam get out of my head. I'm warning you,"

"I'm not in your head! You're thinking and I can hear it!"

"Stop listening!"

"Stop thinking!"

No one said anything for a moment until Dean thought... Wait what do mean ask her on a date already?

"Dean I can hear you!"

"I would leave but now I have to know. Why do I need to ask (y/n) on a date?"

"Because I'm pretty sure she's as obsessed with you as you are of her,"

"I am not obsessed,"

Sam actually laughed out loud. "That is the biggest pile of bullshit I've ever heard,"

"Fuck off, Sam" Dean said stocking out of the room to find a spell book to hopefully cure this.

Sam wandered into the kitchen and sat down at the table. (Y/n) was thinking quietly to herself about maybe getting a dog one day... Taking it places. Dean was in her thoughts a lot. Sam could tell she really loved him. Dean loved her back. That much was evident.

"Hey (y/n)," Sam asked. She gasped and almost dropped the glass mixing bowl in her hands. She didn't know he had been sitting there.

"Good heavens Sam, you scared the day light out of me!" She cried.

"Sorry!"

"Do you feel better?" She asked.

"Yeah, much better. I think I just needed to lay down for a little bit,"

"Oh good! I was very worried about you, and I think Dean was too,"

Oh I knew, alright.

"How sweet, it's nice to be worried over every now and then,"

"Well maybe not too often, can't have you getting all broke up all the time now can we,"

"I suppose not," he smiled. The voice in (y/n)'s head was quite and focused. Instead of frantic and spontaneous like Dean's.

"Now you run along and go research or something so I can get supper on the table before 7:30,"

"Yes ma'am"

Sam went into the study where Dean was pouring over a book about counter curses.

"Definitely ask get Dean, she for sure loves you,"

"Stay out of if ,Sam"

For three whole days Sam nagged Dean to ask (y/n). He hinted at (y/n) too but didn't explicitly say for her to ask him.

Finally on the fourth day, Dean found a spell that would counter the one on Sam. When the spell was complete, Sam kind of missed being able to hear everything. But he would not give up on his new goal to get them together.

He kept hinting and trying to get them alone together. Until finally Dean snapped!

"(Y/n) will you please go on a date with me so Sam will shut up and I can tell you how much I adore you!"

You laughed at his outburst but said yes!