"Let me come!" You yell at Sam.
"I can't let you go, it's too dangerous!" he says loudly.
"I did almost all the work, while you and Dean were at some bar getting drunk!"
"She's right, Sam," Dean buts in. "She did basically solve the entire case herself.
You cross your arms and tilt your head a little.
"Fine," Sam says under his breath, sighing.
"Thank you," you mouth at Dean.
He just nods a little and winks at you.
"Let's go before the sun rises," Dean says.
A few minutes later, Dean pulls Baby into an old house.
A scream erupts from the house; a woman.
"You guys will go get the first, I'll burn the remains," he says.
You and Sam grab your guns and run inside the house.
"You get the kids, I've got the mom," he said amd ran upstairs before you could argue.
You don't know why you wanted to argue, but you did.
You run after Sam and find the kids room. Inside of it, there were two neatly made beds, one pink and one blue. You look to the right of the beds and see the two children, and in front of them, a ghost.
You aim your gun at the ghost. "Duck!" You yell to the kids right before you fire, hitting the spirit.
You run back over to the kids. "Are you guys okay?" You ask, rushed. You begin to lift them in your arms.
The girl shakes her head but the boy nods.
You start to carry the children down the stairs and you see Sam, only a few steps in front of you, helping the mom down.
Something inside you made your stomach twist into knots and you almost drop the kids. Everything about the way Sam was holding the woman and taking to her. You began to feel very protective of Sam.
All of a sudden, the spirit appears in front of you and you jump back. It tackles you, the kids spring up from their place on the floor and run over to Sam. The monster's long, black, stringy, unkept hair hung over you as its long, boney fingers wraped tightly around your neck. You struggle againsts its nearly see through form, but fail.
"Sam," you manage to choke out.
His whips his head around after telling the kids to go meet up with their mom outside.
He runs towards you and pulls out his gun that was loaded with rock salt. He aimed it and realized he couldn't get a clear shot without hitting you. He then realized that a sting from rock salt would be better than death by ghost chick.
Your eyes begin to roll I'm the back of your head and you feel faint.
He aims the gun, but right when he does, the spirit bursts into flames.
"Dean," he breathed, lowering his gun.
Even though the spirit was off of you, you still felt like its cold hands were around your neck, trying to take your life. You start to feel dizzy, and everything goes dark, then silence.
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You wake up in the motel room.
"Sam...?" Is the first thing out of your mouth.
He comes into the room a few moments later, gently pushing the door.
"Hey," he says in a hushed tone.
You wonder why he was being so quiet, then the open window gives it away. It was the middle of the night.
"What time is it?" You ask.
"3 am," he answers. "How do you feel?"
"I'm not sure..." you say, not truely knowing yet. "I have a bit of a headache... What happened...?" You ask, tilting your head to the side slightly as you rub your temple a bit, thankful for the darkness.
"You don't remember?" He sighed a bit. You shook your head. "We were on a hunt and the spirit attacked you, it choked you, but you didn't pass out until about 30 second after it was gone."
"Was this the hunt that you didn't want me to go on because you thought it'd be to dangerous...?"
He nods, and looks away from me for a moment. "I thought you had died..."
You couldn't think of a worthy response. "I'm sorry," you finally said.
"I love you and I just... I just don't want you getting hurt..."
"You love me...?" You ask, surprised by h is statement.
He looked shocked for a moment, like he couldn't believe he had just said that.
"Because I happen to love you too..." you say in a hushed tone.
He walks over to you and gives you a small hug, then a light kiss on the lips.
A/N: IM NOT DEAD HI!! I'm so sorry this took so long to post, but I made it longer than my usual story length if that counts for anything :p. The reason it took so long is becuase I've been working on my new story, Dog Tags. So, I hope you enjoyed!
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