Following Your Heart (Dean Winchester x Reader)

Chapter 2

Nothing, you could hear nothing. Thinking your hearing was damaged in the wreck, you slowly open your eyes, expecting to see the mangled beetle, and the tree. Instead when you open your eyes, you see a faded popcorn ceiling. Maybe you were out longer than you thought, you told yourself, sitting up and expecting to see a hospital room.

Instead of a clean white room, with beeping machines, you were in a shabby motel room. The bed you were laying on had a faded green comforter, as did the bed next to you. Near the window was a small table and a threadbare couch. The other side of the room held a small kitchenette, and the bathroom.

"Where the hell am I?" You wonder out loud, climbing out of bed. Walking over to the bathroom, you run some cold water over your face, before looking at your reflection in the mirror. For just being in an accident, you looked pretty good. No visible scratches or bruises were on your face. Lifting your shirt up, you noticed the same thing about your torso. It was as if you were never in an accident to begin with. Hoping Gina was okay, you face the bedroom again, just as the door opens. In walk two men, both tall, but one taller than the other. The taller one was lanky, with shoulder length brown hair, and the shorter one had somewhat spikey dirty blonde hair. They were still too far away to notice any other features.

"Oh, hey Sammy, our sleeping beauty is finally awake." The shorter one said. So that made the tall one Sammy.

Putting the fast food bags he was carrying down, Sammy walks over to you, giving you a smile as he holds out his hand. "Hi, I'm Sam, that's my brother Dean. We found you passed out along the road. How are you feeling?"

Sammy's eyes were amazing, a bright and shiny hazrl. You felt safe looking into his eyes.

Understanding what he said you realized that explained how you happened to be in the motel room. But what about Gina, and the wreck?

"I'm Y/N, thanks for taking me in, that was very kind of you. But did you see my friend? She was in the wreck with me, and I'm worried about her."

Dean hands you one of the cups of coffee he was holding, his forest green eyes capturing your gaze. "It was late at night, but we didn't see another car, or person. All we saw was you, laying on the side of the road. Any idea how you got out there?"

"My friend was driving me home from the bar. A deer startled her and we wrecked." You tell them, enjoying the hot coffee.

You caught the brothers sharing a look between them, before they handed you a breakfast sandwich. "Here eat this, then we will head back out and look for your friend."

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After the three of you ate your breakfast in silence, the brothers giving each other looks, you climbed into their car.

"Is this an Impala? Sure is nice, " You exclaim as you climb into the backseat.

"Sure is, a 67. She's my Baby." Dean said proudly, Patting the dashboard.

As the car pulled out of the motel parking lot, you kept an eye on your surroundings, looking for anything familiar. However the scenery didn't look like your home town, instead of farms, there were pine trees. Starting to freak out a little bit, you tried to take deep breaths, hoping that once you got to the site, it would all make sense.

Within a half an hour, Dean pulled the car to the side of the road. "Alright, this is where we found you, unconscious, laying on the side of the road."

This was nothing like the road you and Gina had been on. She had lived in farm country, her scenery of corn and wheat fields. Here there were mountains in the distance and pine trees everywhere. Climbing out of the car, you walk over to where Sam and Dean were now standing.

"You were laying here. Anything look familiar?" Sam asked.

No, nothing at all. Guys I'm starting to freak out. What the hell is going on?" You ask, starting to hyperventilate. "Wait a minute, how do I know I can trust you? Maybe you made this whole story up, and your really bad guys!"

You start running down the road, getting away from them, and from the realization that your life had been turned upside down. You didn't know where you were, where your friend was, or what you were going to do.

"Hey stop. Please stop Y/N! We aren't going to hurt you. If we were, we would have done it by now!" You hear behind you, as footsteps caught up with you. Dean grabs your shoulder, stopping you in your tracks. Turning your shoulder to face you, he takes your chin, forcing you to look at him through the tears streaming out of your eyes.

"Stay with us. We will figure something out. At least come back to the motel with us."

Taking a deep breath, you decide maybe staying with them was your best option.

"Alright, but will you let me leave when I want? No fuss? By the way, what town is the motel in anyways."

Relief showing on his face, Dean started walking you back towards Sam and the Impala, "The motels in Rapid City, South Dakota. We're on our way to visit Bobby. He's like a Dad to us. Maybe he can help you to."

South Dakota? You've never been to South Dakota before. How did you get in a wreck in Idaho and end up in South Dakota? Feeling light headed from the stress, you did something you've never done before, you fainted. Last thing you remember is Dean's strong arms wrapping around you.