One Shots - REQUESTS OPEN

Chapter 42 Winchesters

"Sam! Dean! Are you here!" Y/n shouted loudly limping through the bunker doorway, walking down the steps.

"Sam! Dean!" Y/n shouted again gripping the wall she shouted again and again searching every room until she came back to the library tears falling down her face as she saw a note on the middle table she grabbed it.

Hope you're back, we left at 12:00pm Thursday should be back Monday morning

Sam xx

Y/n grabbed her phone looking at the date, Monday 19th was displayed on the screen.

Y/n moved towards the seat sitting down she placed her head back against the velvet couch beside the bookshelves closing her eyes.

She took a soft breath rubbing her bloody tattooed hands over her thighs and down to her knees continuing until she slowly stopped, falling asleep.

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"Sammy she's probably busy just leave it" Dean said trudging in with muddy boots his bag over his shoulder and another in his right hand as he began descending the stairs, Sam moved down behind him backpack in hand phone in the other.

"I'm telling you Dean she wouldn't ignore us...maybe me but not you" Sam said annoyed.

"Look she left on bad terms especially with you so give her time, I'll go get the books we need to start on food our put the bags in my room we'll have to head out again soon" Dean said pulling off his heavy jacket placing it over his bags once it placed them down, Sam sighed picking up both bags with one hand once he placed his phone back in his pocket grumbling away to himself as he walked down the corridor away from Dean and the library.

Dean sighed looking at the table seeing the note, his eyebrows raising as he noticed it had been moved from where Sam had placed it moving into the library he saw two bags placed down beside the back of the table he moved forward until he saw the dark figure sat down on the couch hearing the soft snores.

"Y/n?" Dean asked softly moving towards the back of the library seeing her cheeks stained with dried tears he knelt down taking her hand he placed his other on her thigh shaking her lightly as he uttered her name again.

"DEAN! Do you want burgers!" Sam shouted from the kitchen watching Y/n's eyes fly open at the loud shout, eyes wide she looked down at Dean.

"Yeah sure Sammy make it 3!" Dean called back rubbing Y/n's knee.

"3? Seriously are you that hungry?" Sam asked walking in as he dried his hands, towel in hand until he saw Y/n, dropping the towel to the floor.

Sam quickly moved towards her taking her other hand as his large hand moved towards her bruised cheek holding it lightly.

"Are you okay?" Dean asked softly.

Y/n took a shaky breath feeling the tears well up in her eyes he looked at with a small empathetic smile rubbing her thigh.

"Sorry I didn't answer...I couldn't get my head out of it" Y/n mumbled pulling her hand back away from Sam she wiped her tears not being able to look at him, feeling Sam shuffle away just slightly, hurt.

"Is it alright if I go get some sleep?" Y/n asked looking up at Dean who glanced at his brother they both nodded.

Dean helped her stand watching her move down the library steps while Sam picked up her bags.

"I can help..." Sam said softly trying to slip his hand under her arm, she quickly shook her head pulling back, trying to remember why she had even came.

Y/n continued walking down the corridor until Sam called her back she looked back seeing him stood in front of her old room.

"I can't go in there Sam" Y/n mumbled.