Mind Reading
Requested by:
Reyhan_syfa
Sam stumbled off, out of the room crying out
"Ugh! My head!"
Dean fired a shot at the offending witch, knowing full well it wouldn't do anything useful. But he did it anyways, as more of a distraction so (y/n) could come up behind and light it on fire.
The plan worked, and the witch ran from the cottage screaming and engulfed in flames. Dean followed her out to make sure she was good a dead, but (y/b) ran to help Sam.
"Sam!" She called out "Sam are you okay?"
No answer. "Oh no..." She thought "Sam!"
A deep groan came from around the corner, "Ugh! In here," he called.
"Oh thank god... I was really worried. What would Dean and I do without Sam to be smart for us and-"
"What?" Sam asked. "Did you say something,"
"No," she said, "Are you hearing things. Did you hit your head?"
"No, I ugh. I think that witch hit me with something,"
"Oh dear... Well come on let's get you home..." She said taking his arm and leading him outside. Her mind races... Oh dead oh dear. I hope he doesn't have a concussion. What if he's got brain damage? What would we do? Would be be able to take care of him? What would Dean say? Would Dean and I have to live on our own? I don't know if that's good or bad...
"(Y/n)?" Sam spoke up.
"Yeah? Are you okay?" (Y/n) asked him, they had just made it out of the house.
"Did? Did you just?"
"I didn't say anything... Sam are you alright?"
Oh my god.... No no no...
Sam thought he was going crazy... (Y/n) was talking but her mouth wasn't moving.
"Dean!" She shouted. Dean came running into the little cottage.
"What's wrong?"
"Help me get him out the car..."
Oh god... Not Sam. Not (y/n) either. But not Sam.
Sam looked at Dean. He very clearly heard him say that, but his mouth didn't move. What the hell!
Sam's mind raced with this new weird thing to cope with. In the car no one spoke... Out loud...
In Dean's voice: Gotta get him home... Maybe he'll be fine after a nap... I'll call Cas he can probably help if sleep won't. But if not... Then what? What will (y/n) and I do? Would we have to give up the job to to pay for Sam's medical shit? Would (y/n) leave me? I couldn't stand it if she left me...
In (y/n) voice: While Sam is napping I should make some tea... Tea is good for head trauma right? I need to make dinner... Do we have good? Would Dean let me take the car if we don't have food? If we lived in another world where we lived together and didn't hunt but we still had the car, would he still not let me drive the car? It would be nice to have a normal life... Wouldn't that just be a dream.
All the noise and "talking" in the car was giving Sam a head ache. The two of them were thinking so loudly! About each other of all things!
When Dean pulled up at the Bunker Sam practically jumped out of the car to get away from their screaming brains.
Inside, Sam went into his room and listen to (y/n) and Dean have an audible conversation with each other.
"I'll take care of Sam if you can start dinner," Dean offered.
