Warning: assault, attempted rape (nothing graphic or very detailing but still mentions it)
_____________________________So far your day was pretty good. The hunt that you, sam, and dean were on went well. No one died on your watch. Of course dean suggested you go to a bar to celebrate. Normally you wouldn't go, you would normally go home back to the bunker and just watch a movie with your boyfriend Sam. But you were in a good mood and thought you deserved some celebrating. And that meant dragging Sam along with you, no matter how much he protested it.
You drove to the nearest bar you could find and got out of the car. You grabbed Sams hand and intertwined your fingers with his. You walked in the bar and found a booth in the corner. It was just you and Sam at the booth because obviously Dean was busy hitting on any female that moved. You ordered your drinks and then you scooted closer to Sam.
"Isn't this nice?" You ask turning to Sam and giving him a big smile.
"Ya, it's pretty great. We don't get much time to relax and have fun." He says as he snakes his arm around your waist and pulls you closer.
"It's nice to be able to let loose"
Your drinks come and you and Sam start drinking. You and Sam didn't get drunk or anything but you couldn't deny you were feeling good.
"Hey I'll be back" you say to Sam as you get out of the booth.
"Where ya going?"
"Just to the bathroom don't worry" you reassure Sam as you press a quick kiss to his cheek as you leave.
You walk to the bathroom and luckily there was no line. You do your business and come out. As you come out of the bathroom your met with the strong smell of alcohol. You bump into someone and you say sorry and try to walk past them but they move in your way. You look up and see a man who looks about your age maybe older. You can smell the alcohol just standing next to him.
"I'm sorry excuse me sir" you say as again you try to get around this stranger.
Before you can leave he grabs your arm and pulls you back.
"Your too pretty to just let go. Say why don't you come to the back with me? Have a little fun"
You almost gag from his breath, "no thankyou sir someone's waiting for me"
"I don't really like that answer maybe you should reconsider" the man says this time you can hear more a more aggressive tone in his voice.
"My answer is still no dude" you try looking around to see if you can see Sam anywhere.
"Wrong again" the man puts his hand over your mouth and drags you to the back exit.
You try screaming or kicking him. He had a good grip on you. You start tearing up fearing what was going to happen but you couldn't just give up. You had to try and fight. You keep trying to kick him or bite his hand, anything you can do to stop him. He takes his hand off your mouth and starts grabbing you. You scream and he slaps you. You fall down and you try looking for something in the ground to hit him with. He drags you towards him and tries to take off your clothes. You kick him and try to move away. He pushes you down and you hit your head on the concrete. You wince but you know you can't give up. You keep kicking him and yelling hoping Sam or anyone hears you. Your prayers were answered when you hear the door open and Sam comes out of the bar and looks down at what's happening. You see his eyes go wide and he runs over to the man and pushes him off you. The guy falls and Sam starts punching him. It doesn't look like he's going to stop. The guy has already lost consciousness but Sam keeps going.
"Sam" you say trying to break Sam out of his trance type state.
He stops and turns and looks at you. He runs over to you and cups your face in his hands.
"Y/N! Are you ok? Did he hurt you? What happened?" Sam asks a million questions and he looks you up looking for any injuries.
"I'm fine, physically at least. Just some scratches here and there" you told him.
You technically weren't lying. You were fine physically, just maybe not mentally. All you could think about was what would've happened if Sam didn't come out. Sure you would've kept fighting but clearly that didn't stop him earlier. I guess I must've been stuck in my head and not really paying attention to real life because when I snapped out of it I realize that tears are streaming down my face and Sam is hugging me so tight I can barely breath. You start sobbing and Sam just hugs you tighter, he puts his hand behind your head and pulls you closer.
"It's ok. I've got you now. Nothings going to get you ever again." Sam whispers in your ear as he try's to calm you down more.
He helps you get up and he wraps his arm around your waist as you both walk back into the bar. You find Dean and he takes one look at you and ask what's wrong. You tell him what happened and Sam tells him that you two are leaving and he can stay at the bar or come with us. Dean was worried about you so he came back home to the bunker with you and Sam. The ride back quiet. Sam sat in the back with you and he held you close to him. He held on tight to you, like he was scared to let you go again. Dean just kept looking back at you and you. You could tell he wanted to ask about what happened, and you knew he wanted to kill the guy that did it. But he didn't, because he knew that you telling him the story would be hard. When you got to the bunker you walked into your shared room with Sam and went to the bathroom. You locked yourself in and just sat down. It was like it was really hitting you just now. Hours later and it felt like it was all hitting you at once. Again you started crying but you tried to stay quite this time. You hear Sam and Dean come in but they're downstairs. You try and hear their conversation.
Sams POV:
"What happened?" Dean asks
"I don't know how it started but she went to the bathroom and she was gone for a while and so I got worried. I knocked on the bathroom door and she wasn't in there. Then I heard screaming outside. I went out there and there they were. He was on top of her. I pushed him off and I just started punching him, I-I couldn't stop." Your voice chokes
Dean just sighs and looks down.
"I should go help her, I can't imagine what she going through right now but I know that she's going to need support." I walk upstairs to me and Y/N's room.
Y/N's POV:
I hear Sam coming upstairs and heading for our room. I'm still in the bathroom and I don't really plan on coming out. I hear him com in our room and sit down on the other side of the door.
"Y/N"
I know he wants to help. But I stay silent.
"I know your in there. But it's fine. I know I can't really help you. But I'll try. If it's space you want, then space you'll get. If you want me to be with you, then I'll be with you every step of the way. Whatever helps you Y/N. Anything I can do. Just please, say something, talk to me."
I unlock the door. I don't know what will help me. But I know that I'll feel better, and safer, when Sams with me.
He opens the door and sits down next to me. I scoot over and sit in his lap. He wraps his arms around me tight and he kisses my forehead. I wrap my arms around him and hug him tight. We sit like that for who knows how long in silence. I could feel myself falling asleep. It was so nice and comfortable just sitting there in Sams arms that I just let myself fall asleep. The last thing I heard before I drifted off was,
"I love you so much Y/N"Hope you liked this one! I think I'll do a short part two on it.
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