You were bloody, beated, bruised, and tired, but when did that every stop you before. You rose off of the glass-littered floor, demon blade gripped firmly in your hand. Making your way to that son of a bitch that was so brave to torture your friends. Your hands started shaking, you felt lightheaded, but you pressed on.
And just as you raised the blade to kill the demon, you get shoved against a wall by the demon itself. "You dirty little bastard." You spit out, wincing in pain. All you needed was one small distraction, and you would be able to kill it. The demon lifted his own knife, twirling it in it's hands. "Ouch that hurt my feelings." The demon says with a dark smirk. It suddenly pushes the blade into your skin dragging it across the length of your arm. It repeats this method all over your broken body.
"Hey!!" An injured Dean yells from across the room. The demon snaps his head in Dean's direction only to have a shoe thrown at his face. You hear Dean chuckle as the power on you slacks up, making you able to reach for the demon, pulling it closer to the demon blade. "I don't think so..." The demon snaps, stabbing you in the stomach with it's knife. You scream in pain, as the blade impales your body. "Y/N!!" Sam yells from across the room, his voice filled with agony and pain.
Your world blurs, but you have to finish the job you can't quit now. You stab that ass right in the heart. The thing falls backwards, landing with a hard thud. You fall to your knees, pulling the blade out of your body. "Shit." You mumble, your hand flying to the wound. You pull it away, not the slightest bit fazed that it's now covered in sticky blood. Sam is immediately at your side.
"Y/N! Stay with me!" You stare at Sam, your vision blurring. "C-Calm down, i-it's not like I'm d-dying." You stammer, while you become very lightheaded. Sam shakes your shoulders. "It's okay Y/N, we're going to get you to a hospital." Sam assures you while he lifts you in his arms and rushes to the Impala. You black out when Sam gently places you in the backseat, sitting with you. "It's going to be okay." Is all you hear.
Your eyes snap open and you find yourself in a hospital bed. Sitting in a chair beside the bed, gripping your hand tightly is Sam. "You're awake." Sam says, relieved as he hears you stir. He pulls out his phone, and calls someone. "Dean, she's back." A few minutes later Dean is at your bedside too, but he's not alone. Castiel is accompanying him. "How long was I out?" You ask, turning your head to face Sam. "Two days," Dean answers. "And he was here the whole time." He adds, gesturing towards Sammy.
"You stayed with me?" You ask staring into Sam's hazel eyes. He nods and brushes some hair away from your face. "I love you too much to leave you." Sam divulges. "I love you too Sammy." You say, reaching for him, and pulling him into a gentle kiss. "Now me and Cas didn't come here to watch a chick flick." Dean comments. Sam just chuckles and plays with your hair. "Why did you come then?" You ask. "Well you aren't going to walk back to the motel are you?"
