After a while we continue looking through the video my cell phone rings, 'hello' i say 'y/n London we need you at the station' someone says 'uh who is this' i ask 'sheriff Biggs' he says 'why do you need me at the station' i ask 'it's about Jamie's' he says 'no i am not being interviewed anymore, you got everything out of me. Jamie's is dead it's not my duty to find him' i snap before hanging up.
'Well, it is at the moment' Dean laughs 'shut up' i say flipping him off. I wonder to my bag and look for some clothes 'Dean i'm stealing a t-shirt' i say going to Dean's bag and grabbing a shirt 'why mine' Dean says 'because yours are comfy, not pole and bigger on me than Sam's are' i smile taking of my clothes before and throwing on the t-shirt.
'I want coffee anyone else' Sam says and both me and Dean say yes. We all drink coffee and sort our shit out until about 1 in the morning, 'has anyone else realised there is only two double beds' i say 'DIBS NOT SHAREING!' Sam shouts 'fuck' i say 'shit' Dean says and Sam laughs.
'DIBS NOT BY THE WALL!' i shout and Dean hits the back of my head 'bitch' i say and lie down. We all get ready for bed before Sam starts snoring, 'that was fast' i say and Dean laughs. 'You know when you hit my head, it actually hurt' i say 'oh shut up' he says 'make me bitch' i smile 'you really get on my fucking nerves' he says 'i'm sure i do' i smile.
'Fuck sake' Dean says 'what' i say but he just grabs me and kisses me 'Dean' i say pulling away 'sorry' he says 'no don't be just...uh...come with me' i say getting up and dragging him to the bathroom. 'Well, hello' Dean smirks 'shut it' i say before kissing him.
He holds onto my hips before pushing me against the door still kissing me, before we hear a loud bang making me quickly let go off Dean and head out and see Sam looking spooked. 'Sammy' Dean says 'are you ok' i say and he was nearly in tears so i go over to him.
'Hay... hay... hay it's ok, you're ok, Sam you need to breath so we can know what happened' i say and i help him breath. 'Now Sammy what happened' Dean asks 'this man he was stood in the doorway when i tried to speak to him his eyes glue yellow before he slammed the door' Sam explains.
I look at Dean, 'right just get to sleep ok me and Dean will both be here ok' i say 'ok' he says and lies down. He begins to go back to sleep while i head over to the computer and search up about this motel to see if it's anything to do with it, 'what are you doing' Dean asks and i find something '14 people in the last 5 years have reported seeing a man in this room who has done the same to them... non survived' i say.
'Look back more to see who this guy is' Dean says 'i am...i am... hold on' i say and continue looking 'found anything' he asks 'December 4th, 1968, man named Andrew Fredrick murdered his whole family in this room by slicing open his 3 son's throats and cutting open his wife and youngest daughter and eating their hearts. He was found dead with a knife in his throat' i explain.
'Ew what the fuck' we hear and see Sam listening 'every man who has died here had their throats slit while the woman had their hearts ripped out' i say 'well this isn't good' Dean says and i sit there in shock looking at the photos.
'Hay y/n you ok' Sam says, 'that's Evie' i say with a slight smile 'Evie' Dean says confused 'that was Dottie's first ever friend, they met when they were literally 10 months old. Two years after Dottie died' i say with a slight tear in my eye.
'I'm sorry y/n' Dean says 'don't be its ok' i say and click off it before i get any more emotional. 'God life sucks' i mumble before going back to lie in bed 'we should get some sleep' Sam says and we all get comfy.
'Night boys' i say 'night y/n' Sam says and i cuddle up to Dean before we all fall asleep.
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Me and Dean lie in bed as we hear the door open, so we reach under our pillows were our knives our 'Morning' we hear and see Sam with coffee's 'what the fuck dude' i say and pull the duvet over my face 'what time is it' Dean says '3' Sam says 'IN THE FUCKING MORNING WE HAVE LITRALLY BEEN ASLEEP AN HOUR!' I shout, 'oh no you pissed her off' Dean laughs.
'Why have you woken us... he's... Sam move right now' i say 'what' Sam says and moves letting Dean see the man 'OH SHIT!' Sam shouts and jumps out the way. I get out of bed and wonder to the man who just stares at me 'y/n get away from him' Dean says but the man stares at Dean before grabbing me and slamming the door.
He begins to drag me into this cave under the motel before tying me up and knocking me out.
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No-one's POV.
Both Dean and Sam jump out of bed and run outside to see if they can find where Ami went but there was no sign of her 'for fuck sake' Dean says and Sam goes straight to the computer to search up this shadow man thing.
'Found anything' Dean panic's 'no, literally nothing' Sam says and Dean goes outside to look around to see if y/n left any clues as to where she is. As Dean walks around, he finds blood splats going around so he runs to get Sam 'i think i can find her' Dean says and they both head outside.
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The Supernatural (Dean Winchester)
Paranormaly/n London is a hunter, she has been doing this since she was just 10 years old. Her mother Cameron London died when Ami was 6 years old by a weird creature, her father Jamie London died when Ami was 9 years old in a mysterious house fire.
