(Y/N)'s POV:
I woke up in my childhood bed, and stood up from a nightmare.I ran downstairs and sat on our old couch, I buried my head in my hands and decided to get a cup of milk. I opened the cold fridge, and pour milk in a dirty glass from the sink.
There wasn't many people around here to do the dishes, jut me and my Dad. I hesitated at first, but then found the courage to call my Dad. The phone rang 2 times, and then it finnaly answered.
" Hey, Dad, I had another night-" I started. But was soon interrupted.
"Darling, sorry I can't talk right now I'm not done with the case." I heard screaming and grunting in the background, and then a weird gooey squeal.
"I gotta go (Y/N) bye! Oh dammit! No!" The line hung up, and I knew He was in trouble. He was at a hunt a couple minutes away from the house, so I grabbed my bicycle, and sped down the street.
I finally reached the warehouse he'd been at, but then remembered how my real Dad, had abandoned me as a kid.
But the Dad I had right now, was his friend, so basically my great uncle. I went in, and before I could do anything I saw the group of Vampires inside, slice his head off.
It was too late, I had failed again. I had failed My first father, and now I failed the next. Just then, the Vampires came at me.
I sat up in my bedroom, both Boys ran into the room, "(Y/N)! Are you okay?"
I suddenly realized I had screamed in my sleep again.
I immediately started crying, and both boys knelt before me. "Here, I'll go make you your tea." Sam said walking out of the room Blankly.
"Hey, (Y/N) I'm sorry about last night. With Sam, and everything."
"It's fine, it dose not matter anymore, he hates me."
I replied putting my head into my pillow. "Sweetheart, I don't know many things, but I do know that Sammy, does not hate you." I felt a surge of comfort when Sam came in holding my tea, he set it down and was making his way out of the room.
When I called his name, "Sam. Can we talk?" I asked looking into his hazel eyes. "(Y/N), I don't think I should." He replied sighing and looking to the ground.
"Trust me, I think you'll want to hear this." I replied. "Dean, can you leave the room. I'll make you some pie." He shot up, and walked out of the room.
I guess he liked pie just as much as I did.
He closed the door behind him, and it was just Me and Sam in my bedroom alone. "Sam, I don't want you to think that kiss between me and Dean last night meant anything. Plus, I only think of him as a friend."
I announced. "Really? I mean, Dean is a lady- snatcher? If that's even a word... I'm surprised he hasn't caught you in his spell yet." We chuckled together. "Yeah, he isn't the one on my mind right now."
I said blushing. Honestly, I had someone on my mind, but I was too scared to share.
----------Sam's POV:
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Please Don't Leave Me (Winchesters X Reader)
Fanfiction"A motel down the street, with suspisously stained walls. 40 missed calls from Dean Winchester, and 20 messages from Sam. I'm not going back." (Chapter 23 quote) HEY GUYS PLEASE READ THIS STORY, IVE WORKED REALLY HARD ON IT!!!! Also, please comment...