Supernatural imagines

Imagine #16

Sam x reader
Imagine being caught in the rain with moose. And later him comforting you through a thunderstorm.
Set season 2-ish.
(Bonus points if you can spot the doctor who reference.)

You grabbed a water bottle from Bobby's fridge and gulped. you were stuck in a drought and it had been in the 90's for the last two weeks. You were certain you had sweated 5 pounds off (and later you would find out you did). You winced, having to put pressure on the sprained ankle you had gotten from being pushed out the widow by a demon (which was an incredible stroke of luck on your part that that was the biggest damage done). The boys and you were working on a werewolf case in the next town over. Since it was close enough you figured you'd stay with bobby while investigating. And the boys made you stay anyway because of your ankle. "Hey bobby, you still got that old motorcycle you awhile back?" You asked, leaning on the door frame. "I'm not sure. Feel free to check." He informed you and went back to looking at a book on chimeras. "Alright."
You grabbed the keys out of your purse, having always left them just in case. After about thirty minutes of looking, you found it. In the past, you never like how the brakes and gas were attached to the handle bars, but now they worked in your favor. You rode it back up to the house to grab food.
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You changed into a pantsuit and rode into town on the bike. You found the boys at the scene of a crime. "Agent Pond." You said, flashing your badge at the police. You walked into the house that was covered in bloody slash marks. "You missed a spot." You teased Sam, who was wiping at floor. "Y/n!" he exclaimed happily. This quickly changed into concern. "What are you doing here? You should be resting." He said standing up. He handed the things in his hand to dean and walked over to you. "How'd you get here?" he asked. "Motorcycle." was your response as you winced, shifting your weight. Dean's puppy ears immediately perked up. "Is there any way I can ride this motorcycle?" he asked stepping in on the conversation. "Totally because Im not gonna make it home like this on that again." You said gesturing to your ankle. "Well that works out because we have everything we need."
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You had changed and decided to bring Sam some water. When you reached him, he had grease smudges all over his face. Man, you really wanted to kiss him."Uh Sam I think you have something on your face." You giggled and handed him a water bottle. "And all over your clothes."
"Well maybe it'll all rub off on you." He said and ran at you, arms open. "No!! Sam I actually like this shirt!" You protested and tried to keep him off you by pushing against his broad chest. Suddenly, you two heard the boom of thunder and the radio stopped playing music an started playing a severe thunderstorm warning. Then it bottomed out.
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Sam was almost at the door when he realized you weren't there. He turned to see you going as fast as you could. He could visibly see how much pain you were in and sprinted back to you. You two heard the crack of lightning hitting a tree not even 30 feet away. Sam scooped you up and ran back to the house.
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You sat on the couch, violently shivering, wet to the bone. You,Sam, Dean and bobby were in the basement. The storm was raging above you and you were scared. Fortunately, after Sam dropped you off on the basement couch, he sprinted upstairs to grab towels and clothes for the two of you.
You took the clothes from Sam and went to the corner to change, where no one else could see you. You put your h/c hair into a bun and pulled a sweatshirt on and shorts. You hobbled back to the couch and saw a blanket behind it. "Hey can I use this?" You asked. The three guys were sitting at a table discussing (of course) their hunting strategy. "of course." bobby told you and snuggled in the corner of the couch with your headphones in as an attempt to ignore the thunder.
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It was late and you all had eaten some of the stores food in the basement for dinner. Sam was laying on couch next to you, squishing you into the back of the now back-cushion-less couch. You whimpered at the roaring thunder and Sam brought you to his chest. "It's ok." He reassured you, pressing a kiss to your forehead. If you weren't so scared right now, you were certain your jaw would have popped open in shock. You started falling asleep but not before you felt Sam kiss you on the lips.

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A/n - sorry that this is kinda all over the place