Rescue

Summary: After being captured on a hunt, you have to wait for a rescue... but will you make it until then? Characters: Reader, demon!OC’s, Sam, Dean, Castiel Word Count: 1535 Warnings: Angst, SPN canon violence, blood, fluff A/N: I’ve had the bolded quote in my WIP’s for like... a year. I was able to finally craft a story to fit it! Sorry I’ve been so busy lately, guys. My second job is kicking my ass, and that on top of the physical therapy... I barely have time to eat. I love you all, thank you for sticking around. This was beta’d by the darling @saxxxology. Enjoy!

Demons sucked.

The dark and frigid basement you were currently being held in had been your home for the last two days. At least, you thought it had been two days. The tiny window at the top of the back wall only let in a limited amount of sunshine, so it was hard to tell if the sun was coming up or going down. The days had begun to blur together since every time you’d begin to fall asleep, one of your captors would come and wake you.

The handcuffs around your wrists and ankles had left angry welts that were constantly in a state between bleeding and scabbed over, and your stomach growled angrily every time you tried to move your body; that’s what you get for skipping breakfast the morning you were taken.

The case you and the Winchesters were called about had seemed like demons from the get go; sulfur at the crime scenes, bodies long since dead and showing no signs of decomposition… even a brand new hunter would be able to know. Unfortunately, the three of you had underestimated how organized they were, and you ended up being taken while Sam and Dean were distracted trying to save the several teenage girls the small group of demons had taken prisoner.