Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural, just a huge fan. Got my JDM and The Walking Dead moment in there too! Haha. Rated M just for language now. Saving the juicy stuff for later. But anywho: read, enjoy, and please review.

Mini-series done with the imagine: Imagine being unexpectedly cornered by your favorite character. They tilt your chin up to meet their intense gaze. As they press forward, lean in so close you can feel their hot breath on your ear and purr "Do you have any idea what I want to do to you?"

You dart around the corner quickly, running down the hallway to your room. HE was after you. Like he somehow caught your scent the moment you walked through the door. You shouldn't be afraid of him; it was Dean after all. You've practically known him your entire life. Ever since John Winchester had dropped both boys off at Bobby's for the first time.

Bobby was your uncle and had taken you in at the tender age of 5 after the siren managed to lure your father into her trap. Poisoning him and turning him against your mother, killing her just as the siren wanted before she took his life as well. As she turned her attention to you, your father's brother, Bobby, came and saved the day. Seeing as though you were family, Bobby didn't see any other way but to take you in and raise you as his own.

You make your way to your room, slam the door shut and lock it. With your back against it, you try to slow your racing heart.

"Come out, come out, where ever you are." He calls out. He's getting closer.

'Shit.' You mentally curse yourself. Looking around your room you remember the secret passage way that leads to the library in your closet. It's one of the reasons you first picked this room to begin with. A quick escape in case of an emergency. Think this qualifies as an emergency.

"Little pig, little pig, let me in." He pounds on your door making you jump away from it. You make your way over to the closet for your escape. No sooner do you open your closet door, an axe makes contact with your bedroom door. A surprise yelp leaves your lips as you hurriedly look for the special hanger that will open the secret hatch leading to your salvation.

"Come on babe, I just wanna talk." Dean tells you through the hole in the door and then laughs menacingly.

"Ha, I don't think so, Dean-mon." You yell back before entering through the secret door, closing it quietly behind you.

You walk down the all too familiar path. Finally being able to semi-relax and catch your breath. You pull your cell phone out of your 'secret boobie pocket', as you call it, and dial Sam.

"Gabby, oh thank God. Where are you?" Sam answers.

"I'm ok Sam. I'm on my way to the library. I got away from him. How the fuck did he manage to get loose?" You question.

"Apparently trying to cure him worked to the point that it made him human enough to break outta the cuffs and devil's trap." He theorizes.

"You act like I WANT to be cured. Personally I like the disease." You hear Dean through Sam's side of the phone.

"Shit!" Sam exclaims. You hear the obvious scuffle on the other side.

"Sam? Sam, answer me!" You cry out. Finally you hear a door slam and what sounds like running.

"Sorry Gabby. He snuck up on me. The mother fucker had a God-damn axe!" Sam pants into the phone.

"Yeah I know. I'm almost to the library. Where are you?"

"I'm closer to the control room. I was by the showers when he snuck up on me."

"Ok, let's meet up by the garage. We need to leave. Give 'im some time to let the blood work it's way out of his system so we can contain 'im again." You tell Sam as you come to the door that opens up to the library.

"Sounds good. But make it quick. I don't want him finding you. Or me for that matter."

"Got it. Oh and Sam, be careful." You plea.

"Will do. You too Gabs." The call ends. You inhale deeply as you try to ground yourself then open the door a smidge and peek through to see if the coast is clear. You step out, careful to be as quiet as possible. Tiptoeing through the library so you're not heard, you make your way to the hallway leading to the garage. There's a sound behind you making you turn your head fast, investigating the sound. Seeing not a single thing out of place and no Dean you let out the breath you didn't realize you were holding. You slowly turn your head back around coming face to chest with someone.

'Oh fuck.' You internalize. Slowly you move your eyes up to their face, seeing the face of your beloved Dean, but pitch black orbs staring back at you instead of the green ones you normally get lost in.

"Caught cha."