"Help me!" You scream, watching the creature leave the barn that he has you tied up in.
Your arms are bound above your head and your head is bleeding heavily, the blood blinding you. You're desperately trying to figure out where you are and how you're gonna get out. You try to wipe your eyes of blood on your arms but it doesn't help and you still can't see.
"Help me!" You scream again, praying that someone will here you.
You hear the creature enter the cold room again and you struggle in the restraints. It's extremely close as you feel its breath on your face. It caresses your cheek with a sharp body part, cutting your cheek and you jerk away, spitting in the things face. It growls loudly and grabs you by the throat, squeezing tighter, and tighter, and tighter. The outer edges of your vision begin to disappear. You can't die like this. This isn't how you wanted to go out. Suddenly there is a loud crash and the creatures grip releases and you gasp for air.
"Hey you ugly son of a bitch!" Someone shouts.
The creature screeches and you hear a gunshot, making you flinch.
"Help me." You whisper hoarsely, your throat and lungs aching.
"I got you, I got you." A man says as he cuts the ropes above your head.
You collapse and he catches you, holding you tightly in his strong arms. You try to see your rescuer but the blood still clouds your vision.
"Thank--than--" You try to say but he shushes you.
"Shh it's okay. Relax, you're safe. Dean let's go." He says and begins to walk.
"Got her Sammy?" The man called Dean asks.
"Yeah. She's in bad shape but she'll be okay." Sam says.
You rest your head on Sams' chest gratefully and let your eyes close.
"Those damn wraiths. Nasty." Dean says.
"Yeah." Sam says and squeezes you into his chest.
When you wake up you're in a house in a bed, your head and wrists bandaged. Your head is pounding and you hiss, laying back down carefully.
A man walks in. He's handsome. Long, shaggy and dark hair, hazel-grey eyes that remind you of a puppy dog, clean-shaven baby face but a strong sharp jawline. He's also extremely tall and built. You're immediately attracted.
"Hey you're awake." He smiles and sets a cup of water down along with some Advil on the table next to you.
"Hey." You say quietly, your throat still burning.
He sits down in a chair in front of you. He smells amazing.
"Do you remember what happened to you?" He asks concerned.
You think back and the horrifying images of the creature that took you flash through your brain. You squeeze your eyes shut and tears leak out.
"Hey it's okay. You're safe." He says.
You nod and wipe your tears.
"What's your name?" He asks gently.
"Y/N." You whisper.
"Okay. I'm Sam. Sam Winchester." He says.
Another very handsome man walks in.
"Hey Bobby is here." He says.
"Okay. Uh Y/N this is my brother Dean. Dean this is Y/N." Sam says.
"Hi. How do you feel?" Dean asks.
"Okay." You smile.
"Good. Sammy he has to talk to us." He says.
Sam nods and Dean leaves.
"I gotta go but I'll be back. Will you be okay?" He asks.
"Yeah. Thank you." You say.
Sam smiles and walks out of the room. You lay your head back on the pillow. Of course, the most gorgeous guys you've ever seen have rescued you. Sam has your attention but Dean definitely isn't hard on the eyes either. You reach over and take the Advil, downing the whole glass of water. Twenty minutes later Sam enters your room again and sits back down in the chair.
"Sorry about that. Still feeling alright?" He asks.
"Yeah. Better now that I have drugs in me." You giggle.
Sam chuckles and it melts your heart.
"So, what attacked me?" You say.
Sam takes a deep breath.
"It's called a Wraith. It's a demon that feeds of human brains." Sam says quietly.
You seize in fear. Sam notices and his face softens.
"But it didn't get to you. We checked." He says.
You breathe a sigh of relief.
"How did you find me?" You ask.
"We were in town for a job tracking this thing and it had already killed several people. You were reported missing and we tracked it to the warehouse where it took you." He says.
"Is--Is it dead? Will it c--come back for me?" You say terrified.
"No. Dean killed it. One of it's weaknesses is silver and he shot it through the heart with a silver bullet. It's never coming back." He says.
"Thank you. You guys saved my life." You say as a tear falls down your face.
"That's what we do." He smiles.
You lean forward and hug him tightly. He seems surprised at first but he then hugs you back.
"Do you have any family that we can contact?" He asks.
Your heart aches when he mentions family. He sees he struck a nerve.
"Actually it's really none of my business so--" He begins but you stop him.
"My parents and little brother were killed in a car accident when I was eighteen. I don't have any other family outside of them." You say quietly.
They've been gone for years but it still feels like there is a hole in your chest every time that you think of them. This time Sam takes you up in his arms. The smell of his cologne calms you.
"I totally understand. I lost my mom and dad too. I'm so sorry. You can stay with me and Dean as long as you like." He says.
For several weeks, you heal up and become closer with Sam and Dean, especially Sam. You have a lot of the same interests. You both love to read, loved school, loves to research and you just click. Your feelings for Sam have grown stronger and you've noticed that every time they leave for another hunt, you pray that they come home safe.
"Y/N we're home!" Sam shouts.
Your race down the stairs and jump into Sam's arms.
"You guys were gone for forever!" You say.
"It was only three days." He chuckles and hugs you tightly.
He puts you down and Dean gives you a hug. You were still in your skimpy pajamas and you notice that Sam is staring at you as you do chores around the house.
"You have something you wanna tell me Sammy?" You giggle, trying to embarrass him.
His face turns a bright shade of red and he shakes his head.
"Uh--um no." He says, flustered.
You laugh and continue to work. You're putting away dishes when you feel Sam behind you. He rests his hand gently on your hip and a chill runs through your body.
"You know you're putting those in the wrong place right?" He says, reaching over you and putting the cups you just put in the cupboard into the one next to it.
You turn to face him and he is towering over you. He's so perfect.
"Are you trying to tell me how to put away dishes Sam Winchester?" You say, pretending to be annoyed.
"Y/N Y/L/N yes I am." He says.
You both start laughing. You suddenly feel his large, rough hand on your hip and he squeezes it.
Silence falls between you and you look up at his puppy dog eyes that make your heart melt every time. He licks his bottom lip and raises his other hand, holding your cheek. He leans down and his soft lips touch yours. You feel like your body has electricity running through it. He deepens the kiss and wraps one arm around your waist, sliding his hand under your shirt and picking you up effortlessly, placing you on the counter in front of him. The kiss becomes more needy and feverish. You grab a fistful of his shirt, pulling him in closer. He puts both hands on either side of your head and bites your bottom lip. A small and quiet moan escapes your lips and Sam inhales sharply a low groan coming from him.
A/N: You know what makes me kinda uncomfy about this gif? This is Jared's actual wife in this scene...am I the only one who finds this weird lol?
"Fina-fucking-ly! It's only been like eight weeks!" Dean says from the doorway, clapping his hands.
Sam immediately pulls away facing Dean and you both try to catch your breath.
"Dammit, Dean!" Sam shouts frustrated.
"I just wanted a beer and I come in here to find Sammy getting some! Nice." He says, clapping him on the back and opening the fridge.
Your face burns with embarrassment and you adjust your shirt which Sam has pulled up. He pops open the beer bottle, winks at you and leaves the kitchen. Sam turns to you still breathing heavily.
"Sorry." He says.
You jump off the counter and grab his shirt again, pulling him into your lips. You pull back and smirk at him.
"Let's take this party to the bedroom." You say and wink at him, turning and heading down the hallway.
Sam runs after you, pushing you into his room and locking the door behind him.