SuperLock Imagines

Is It Really You? - Sam x Reader

So one day he found her crying,

Coiled up on the dirty ground.

You don't know how long you've been trapped here. The shifter that captured you had left you here for what you could only tell to be a few days. You were bruised, bloody, starving and waiting for a miracle.

Suddenly, someone starts banging on the locked door of the room. You lift your head from the floor to look. A man broke into the room, but it's not just any man. It was Sam Winchester, your boyfriend. You smile as he kneels down to help you.

Her prince finally came to save her,

And the rest you can figure out.

"Y/N!" he exclaims, holding you close and cupping your cheek with his big hands. "Are you okay?" You lean into his touch, so happy after days of being alone.

"I'm okay-" you start, but you're cut off by a cough that scrapes your throat. Sam looks worried and holds you close.

"It's okay, Y/N. I'll get you out of here," he assured you. You smile, looking into his eyes. You furrow your brow. Something seemed wrong. Different...

But before you could say anything, he pulls you in for a gently kiss. You forget any doubts you had and kiss him back, closing your eyes against the pain of moving.

But it was a trick,

And the clock struck twelve.

Suddenly Sam pulls back from the kiss, laughing. You only open your eyes for a split second before you're shoved to the ground again. You cry out in pain, the sound mixing in with Sam's continued laughs.

"Did you really think he found you?" he says, standing over you. "Silly girl." That's when you realize that it's not Sam. It was the shifter, posing as the person that meant to most to you, which could only mean it had attacked the Winchesters.

Tears blur your vision as the shifter viciously kicks you in the stomach and ribs over and over, its continued laughs resonating around the small room. It's been what feels like hours before your throat is raw from yelling and your eyes are drooping. The last thing you hear is the loud pounding of footsteps and that maniac laugh going quiet before you fall into unconsciousness.

Well make sure to build your heart

brick by boring brick

Or the wolf's gonna blow it down

"Y/N!" Your hearing was muffled, like you were floating underwater. You vaguely feel someone pick you up bridal style and start carrying you away. You pry your eyes open, but all you see is a blank and grimy ceiling above you.

"Dean! She's waking up!" you hear vaguely. You look towards the voice, only to see Sam looking over you with worry in his eyes. Startled, you scream, flailing your limbs in an attempt to escape. Caught off guard, Sam tried to hold onto to you, only to drop you onto the floor. Landing with a sickening thud, all your breath and fight is knocked out of you.

"Shit! Y/N, stay awake!" you hear Sam yelling and Dean cursing. You feel yourself being pulled under again as your eyes drifted closed.

Keep your feet on the ground

When your head's in the clouds

When you wake up, your eyes drift lazily around the unfamiliar room. You groan, lifting your hand to run you face. You wince, feeling pain in your sides and a headache pounding your skull. Glancing under your t-shirt at the source of the pain, you find many huge bruises forming along your sides and stomach.

Putting you shirt back down, you're vaguely aware of another presence in the room. You look up to see Sam. Your instincts tell you to run, but the more reasonable part of your brain is saying it's just Sam. But still, you can't seem to get the image of Sam standing over you, laughing at you as he hurts you.

Well go get your shovel

And we'll dig a deep hole

To bury the castle, bury the castle

"Y/N?" Sam questions nervously. You swallow the lump in your throat as you watch him. Is this really him? Or is it just some elaborate trick the shifter was playing on you? You shiver, opting to look at your hands instead of anywhere else. Sam coughed nervously before continuing.

"I saw what it did to you, Y/N." he said, approaching you slowly. He sits down on the edge of the bed, holding out his arm. "It's really me, Y/N." He pulls out a silver knife and slowly drags it along the flesh in his forearm. You glance towards it, realizing that it wasn't the shifter. It was really Sam. You were safe. Tears well up in your eyes and you look up at him.

Sam's puppy eyes were staring at you, worry clearly showing. But it was Sam. Your Sam. You break into a huge grin and pull him into a tight hug.

Go get your shovel

And we'll dig a deep hole

We'll bury the castle, bury the castle

Sam lets out a laugh as you hug him.

"I missed you so much, Y/N."

"I missed you too."

A/N: Writer's block suckssss :c Get ready for some less sad stuff for a bit :P

btw the song is "Brick by Boring Brick" by Paramore :>