Wrong Place, Wrong Time

The Incident

You, Sam, and Dean had just finished a long ass hunt that, you weren't gonna lie, had taken a lot out of you and you just needed time to breathe. You guys were in Rocheport, Missouri hunting a Rugaru. Them suckers were nasty creatures, once they got the taste of human flesh that was it. The one you were hunting had a special taste however, it liked the taste of children for some reason unbeknownst to you.

After Sam had tracked the Rugaru down to a 10 square mile area you guys had figured out the next target was 8-year-old Jason Todd. All three of you ran and jumped into the impala and sped to Jason's house knowing you didn't have a lot of time before the Rugaru would attack.

When you arrived at the house you heard a blood curdling scream come from inside. You threw the doors of the impala open and Dean kicked down the front door of the house. You saw Jason's mother on the floor in the living room with a chunk of flesh missing from her abdomen and you ran to her. With her last dying breath, she said "upstairs" and you knew what she meant.

Sam went first, then you, then Dean up the stairs. Just as you reached Jason's bedroom you saw the Rugaru hovering over him ready to claim his meal. You weren't having that. You charged towards him with your makeshift flame thrower, but he kicked the flamethrower out of your hands and threw you against the wall. Dean was next to charge to no avail and then Sam who managed to burn the Rugaru but not enough to kill it. However, it was apparently enough to piss him off as he turned the torch on Sam and burned him. Dean was able to get the Rugaru off his brother but not before he got himself knocked out. You picked yourself off the ground and rushed to Jason who was too traumatized to move. As you were inches from his bed the Rugaru grabbed you by the neck and lifted you in the air. He looked at you and threw you to the opposite end of the room. Sam got up and charged towards the Rugaru but it was too late. The Rugaru had taken a bite out of Jason. Sam grabbed the flame thrower and lit the Rugaru up as you rushed to Jason.

Dean had finally regained consciousness to see you holding a bloody Jason in your arms trying to comfort him in his final moments.

"Hey Jason. My name is (Y/N). It's going to be ok. I've got you," you said as tears started racing down your cheeks.

"My.......mo-mmy......is......she- "Jason tried to get out the words.

"Shhhhhh......its ok sweetie you'll see her again soon. Shhh...." You could only hope he would on the other side.

"He's gone (Y/N)," Dean said as he came up behind you and gripped your shoulder.

You knew he was you just didn't want to let him go. The kids always got to you, especially the ones you couldn't save. So, you gave him one last squeeze and laid him down.

"Guys I just called the police so we need to get out of here." Sam said.

"Let's go," you replied almost too cold for the boy's comfort.

The ride back to the motel was silent besides a few hisses that came from Sam from his shifting clothing over his burns. Once you returned to the motel Dean cleaned Sammy's burns and patched him up. You all kind of sat in an uncomfortable silence until finally you couldn't handle their stares at you anymore.

"Guys I have a headache I'm going out for a walk," you told Sam and Dean as you grabbed your jacket and headed for the door.

"Let me com- "Dean tried to say before you interrupted him with......

"Alone."

As you were walking you felt like you were being followed so you subtlety grabbed your blade from your waist band and hid it up the sleeve of your jacket. You made a left turn, then a right, then a left again and finally turned to see the person following you. The 6'2 man rushed toward you and you fought him. You were doing pretty well for the size difference you being a foot shorter. You got a few slices in when all the sudden you felt something shatter on the back of your head and then everything went black.