Lost and Found- Sam Winchester

chapter twenty seven

"Angie? Angie!" I hear Sam's voice as I open my eyes. I feel restraints around my entire upper body, seeing I was in fact taped to the kitchen chair. Sam was too, beside me. The two men were sitting on the bed beside us, tending to the wound on the shorter mans shoulder.

"You're awake. Good." The taller man said.

"Not good for you." I growl.

"Are you alright?" Sam looks me up and down.

"I'm okay. Are you?"

"Yeah. Embarrassed that my own girlfriend had to save me."

"That's not embarrassing! You literally got tangled up in the bed sheets and hit your head on the curtain rod. That's what you should be embarrassed about."

"Girlfriend?"

"Yeah, you heard right."

"Gordon's gonna love this."

"Too bad you're not gonna get the chance."

"I would watch your mouth. I could blow your boyfriends head off any second now." He stands up with the gun to Sam's forehead.

"Stop! Don't kill him."

"And why should I listen to you?"

"Because, I'm the monster. I have visions. I have abilities. Sam just lied to Gordon for me, to save me. Because that's how kind he is. He isn't a monster."

"What are you doing?"

"Sam, shut up."

"You heard the girl."

"If you're gonna kill anyone, kill me."

"I'm not sure Gordon would let me live if I killed you and not Sam."

"Don't worry. Next time I see Gordon, I'll kill him myself so you don't have to worry about him."

"Really? You'd kill him? Like you tried to kill Creedy here?"

"No. I'd torture him just like he did me, and then I'd slit his throat and watch him bleed out."

Sam's eyes were full of terror. I could just tell how scared he was of me. I didn't even know where all this was coming from, probably just the pure feeling of terror that Sam was going to die.

"You're a nasty one."

"Hey! You!" I see Dean in the doorway with a gun.

"This must be Dean."

"Yep."

"I was just about to kill your brother and his dear old girlfriend. So take a seat. You're gonna miss the show."

"Well, sadly. It's my lucky day."

Dean throws a pencil and it lands in the barrel of the gun. Sam chuckles. The short man runs towards him and Dean throws the tv remote, hitting him square in the head. He passes out. Dean throws something at the tall man, sending him down as well. Dean looks over to us, with the biggest smile on his face.

"I'm Batman."

"Yeah; you're batman." Sam chuckles.

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We go to a cemetery, to burn the foot. Dean was scratching some last minute lottery tickets as Sam prepared the spell. I sat at a gravestone, looking around. We had grabbed everything from the hotel room and booked it before those men woke up. If Dean hadn't showed up when he did, I'm sure we would both be dead. Sam was about to throw in the foot in the fire as I hear a gun click behind me. I turn around to see the waitress, with long brown hair.

"Woah." I hold my hands up.

"Bela. What are you doing?" Dean looks to her.

"You think I'm going to let you burn that?"

"Yes. Walk away."

"Give me the 3 million for it and I'll walk away."

"You think I have that kind of money?"

"Maybe."

"It's not happening."

Bela shoots off a bullet. I hear Sam groan behind me as he falls to the ground.

"Sam!"

"Son of a bitch!"

"You're lucky I'm a horrible shot."

I run over to Sam, seeing him trying to lift himself up.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, she grazed my shoulder."

I help him stand up, and he holds his arm tightly to his abdomen. I see the foot on the ground and grab it, tossing it over to Dean.

"Hey Bela. Heads up." Dean tosses it to her, and she catches it, realizing what she had done.

She puts her gun down, throwing the foot in the fire. It lights up blue and begins to burn away.

"I hate you boys, you too Angie."

"How do you know my name?"

"Oh honey. I know everything about you." She winks and walks away.

"Why'd you shoot me?"

"No reason. Just felt like it. See you guys around!" She trots off and Dean helps Sam walk to the impala.

As Dean sits in the drivers seat, he realizes that Bela took something of his.

"Son of a bitch stole my lottery tickets."

Sam sort of laughed and I smile.

"It's alright, Dean. We're all curse free."

Dean huffs, driving away into the dark.

A/N: hey everyone. i'm not sure where i'm going with this story so it might be long but i'm really in love with it so i hope you guys are enjoying it!!! thank you for reading!! :)