“Shit, that hurts!”
Sam dabbed the washcloth on the large gash on your cheek once again.
“Well maybe if you had stayed behind me like I said”
You sighed and pushed his hand away from your face
“Sam, I’m a big girl, I can take care of myself. I don’t need to stand behind you waiting for you to kill everything while I do nothing. I don’t understand why you always feel the need to protect me, I-”
“BECAUSE I LOVE YOU”
“Boys, I see you’ve met my daughter, Y/N.” You stood there unable to move, you didn’t know what to say or do. you had never found the right moment to tell them. both boys looked over at you but you couldn’t bear to look back and see the disappointment and anger on their faces “Oh, you didn’t know, did you? She never even told you? That’s just like my Y/N, she was always the good one in the family, always the one who wanted to help people.” he spit out the last part with disgust “I never meant-” but your father cut you off before you could give an explanation to the boys “Don’t trouble them with your problems dear, they have enough of their own. They have to deal with me,”
-Flashback-
You were standing in the middle of the gym, streamers hanging on the walls and ceiling, music playing loudly, and girls and guys dressed up for what should be one of the best nights of a high schooler’s life.
You were still waiting for your date to arrive. A new kid, Dean Winchester, had moved to town a few months ago and ended up asking you to prom.
But here you were alone at prom
He never showed up
-End of Flashback-
You turned the corner in the abandoned building walking toward a brightly lit room where you heard voices
you had your gun up ready to fight whatever came, but you weren’t expecting what you saw next.
“Dean we can’t just come in here Half-assing our plan, there are still at least 20 more werewolves that will come back”
You walked in the room gun still drawn
“Actually there are more like 30 werewolves”
Two men spun around to come face to face with your gun
But before you could say anything time seemed to stop. you made eye contact with one of the men
his green eyes meeting yours
“Y/N?”
“Dean?”
Sam looked between the two of you
“Am I missing something here?”
“Sam, this is Y/N, I met her at one of the high schools dad threw us in up in New York and-”
“And Dean here ditched me on prom night”
One second you were sitting in the library of the bunker and the next you were lying on the floor in a brightly lit room. You looked around and took in the environment, you recognized this room, it was where Zachariah zapped Dean during the apocalypse.
“Y/N, how wonderful to see you!”
you lifted yourself off the floor and came face to face with Zachariah himself
“What do you want you winged dick?”
Zachariah stepped forward and pulled you the rest of the way off the floor by your bicep.
“Y/N is that any way to treat your future brother in law?”
you laughed out loud and pushed his hand off of you.
“What the hell are you talking about?”
the angel snapped his fingers and a familiar face appeared in the room
“You know Castiel, don’t you?”
Castiel walked over to you seeing the worried look across your features.
“Y/N, Castiel, you two are going to be married.”
you and Cas both spoke up with a duet of “What?” and “I don’t understand”
“You see, in order to unite heaven and earth we see a marriage as the perfect remedy, and who better than the angel leader Castiel and one of the most famous hunters, Y/N Y/L/N?”
“We are not going to get married just because some douchebag with wings says so.” You started stepping toward Zachariah when you felt a hand on your shoulder, Cas.
“Well if you don’t follow this order, I will hurt everyone you love, Sam, Dean, if they matter in any way to you, consider them dead.”
Zachariah opened his palm toward Castiel and gave him the object he was holding
a ring.
I just got my wisdom teeth out today... and currently can’t sleep. So I was wondering if you could write a fic with Sam where he takes care of the reader and worries about how much pain she’s in? Please and thank you ❤️😊
A/N: Hey babe! I hope you’re feeling better and that this helps! Also, I’ve never had my wisdom teeth taken out so I hope this is at least sorta accurate lol
There was so much gauze around your head you could barely move, but then again that was kinda the point.
you felt the gravel beneath your wheelchair making the ride much too bumpy for your mouth’s liking.
“All right Y/N, you’re good to go, we’ll just have your boyfriend here sign some paperwork and-”
you tried to push the sentence out of your swollen mouth but Sam was one step ahead of you.
“Oh we’re not uhh.. together, just uh, just friends.”
The nurse’s mouth formed an oh shape and she immediately started apologizing.
“Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry I only assumed, I mean he waited outside the whole time and-”
You looked up at Sam and saw him running a hand through his hair
“Where do I sign again?”
The nurse handed him the paperwork and in just a moment you were rolling across the bumpy gravel again toward the impala where Dean was waiting.
“Sam will you sit in back with me?”
Although your speech wasn’t quite perfect He understood you in a way that only he could. He lifted your arm around his neck and lifted you out of the wheelchair and into the impala.
Sam slid in next to you and shut baby’s door.
“Am I a chauffeur now or do I just smell bad Sammy?”
You laughed but felt a bolt of pain spread throughout your mouth and you let out a small yelp.
Sam automatically turned toward you and grabbed your hand.
‘Are you okay Y/N?”
You nodded your head and drew circles with your thumb on his hand.
You were back at the bunker within 20 minutes. Sam got out of the impala and before you could touch the handle, he was opening your door.
“Y/N, go lay down, I’ll make you some soup and bring it to your room, that should help with the pain.”
You gave a small smile and ventured down the hallway toward your room. You turned down the blanket and laid down.
Not 10 minutes later you heard a small knock on your door.
“Come in”
Sam opened up the door holding a tray with soup and bread. He walked over setting it on the nightstand at the head of your bed.
“It’s a bit hot, so be careful.”
you grabbed a piece of bread dipping it in the soup and took a bite
“Thank you Sam.”
He smiled and started walking out of the room.
“Sam?”
He turned toward you looking over his shoulder
“Stay with me?”
“Always.”
“Sam, have you seen my bag?”
Sam looked up from the motel bed he was sitting on where he had his nose buried in a book.
“No, last I saw you took it out when we stopped at the gas station”
shit.
you had stopped in North Dakota on the way back home, and you were freezing your ass off, so you had taken it out of the car to grab a sweatshirt. You sat it down on the ground next to baby’s tire and never put it back.
“shit, I left it in North Dakota at that gas station.”
Sam closed his book and started to get concerned
“Was there anything important in there?”
you shook your head, “No, just some clothes, salt, matches, nothing worth getting upset over.”
Sam got off the bed and walked over to his duffle, he pulled out a neatly folded piece of fabric that you soon realized was one of his flannels.
“Here, you can sleep in this tonight, and we’ll be home tomorrow so you can get your normal clothes then.”
He handed you the flannel and your hands met his for just a brief moment before you took it.
“Thanks Sam”
You climbed out of the tiny motel shower and the room was filled with steam. You rung all the water out of your hair before throwing it up in a bun and drying yourself off.
You threw on Sam’s flannel, luckily it was long enough on you that it covered everything, and went into the bedroom area where Sam was once again reading his book.
Sam looked up through the hair that had fallen over his eyes and saw you in his flannel, and damn did you look good, he couldn’t take his eyes off of you
“You should wear my flannels more often”
You felt the pain emulating throughout your body, the hunt had not ended well. Everyone had gotten hurt, and you only made it out because of Jack’s powers.
When you got back at the bunker everyone had gone their own separate ways to their rooms to get some rest. You had been laying in bed for over an hour unable to fall asleep, the hunt weighed too heavy on your mind.
there was a knock on the door
“come in”
the light from the hallway flowed into the room, a shadow of a figure fell across the floor
“I heard you tossing and turning, are you all right?”
You looked up at the figure to see it was Jack
“I’m alright, I just can’t fall asleep, no need to worry about me.”
Jack stepped closer to your bed and you sat up.
“I do worry about you Y/N, I care about you, you worry for people you care about.”
You and the nephilim had grown close over the last year, he had become your best friend, you felt for him in a way you never had before.
“Can I stay?”
“Yes”
“I want to hunt Dean, I want to stay with you and Sam and help!”
Dean stepped out of baby and opened the trunk to grab your bag.
“I know, but you need to have a normal life Y/N, and that’s something Jody can give you.”
Dean handed you your bag just as another car pulled up into the empty gravel parking lot. A woman with a brunette pixie cut stepped out of the driver’s seat.
“Y/N, meet Jody Mills”
“I’m a what?”
“you’re an angel Y/N.”
you were confused, you weren't an angel, you were just human.”
“Y/N, when the angels fell so did you, but you experienced it different than the others did. You lost your memories of your life as an angel, and they were replaced with false memories of your life as a hunter.”
You walked in the room seeing Cas, Sam, and Dean whispering about something.
“What’s going on guys?”
they all looked around at each other but Das was the one to speak up
“Y/N, when God created humanity he knew that Sam and Dean would come to be. because of this he created a soulmate for each one to help them save the world. You’re Sam’s soulmate.”
You’d had a crush on the younger Winchester, but you never thought anything would come of it, not in this life. finding love as a hunter just wasn’t possible.
and yet here you were being told you had a soulmate, someone you were destined to be with.
“Oh my god, so Sam and I..?”
“you’re meant for each other, it’s your destiny.”
Sam walked towards you and you didn’t know what to do, you stood there in shock.
“Y/N, I have had the crush on you for the longest time and-”
before he could say anything else you brought his lips to yours and it was like the world was filled with light,
with love.
