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I then looked at the couch spot next to Sam," Is this seat taken" I said signaling toward the seat next to him. " Uh- no, you can sit here." He said scooting about a bit. I sat down with my beer, and grabbed the remote. " Hm, what should we watch?"I said going through all the suggested movies on our Netflix account. " Um, I don't know. But if you don't mind I'm gonna look for a case, and watch the movie." Sam said opening the laptop that somehow appeared in front of him. " Oh, okay." I was a little dissapointed, but I guess watching The office by myself wasn't too bad. I clicked on the episode I was on last, and it had started with it's theme song.
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I had already watched all of the second season, and was moving onto the next. I peered at the time, and noticed it was late. Sam was still up, staring into the laptop screen zoning off. " Find anything?" I asked. He seemed startled, he awkwardly cleared his throat, " So, there is something, it's in Arizona. In a small town called Tombstone?" That place sounded familiar. " Oh, okay. How about we head there tomorrow? Ya know, check out the Place, and see if it even is a case." Sam nodded, " Sounds like a plan." He said smiling and gluing his eyes back to his computer screen. I started to scroll through Netflix once again, I was bored and didn't know what to watch.-------
After three episodes of The office, I agreed it was time to go to bed. I looked over and saw Sam, his head was laid down on the arm of the couch. He looked uncomfortable, so I stood up and put his feet on the couch. I then grabbed a blanket from my side of the ground, and laid it on top of him. " Goodnight Sammy." I said patting him on the back. I tiptoed back to my bedroom, and before changing I collapsed on the bed and fell right asleep.
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PIE! I sat up immediately, and got dressed into a pair of black shorts, and a black crop top. I looked at my stomach, you could see a huge red bruise, so I put a different shirt on. Instead I woke a black leather jacket, and a white tank top. But I then looked over at my shoulder, it was scratched, I felt my head start to hurt, and my eyes ached. I 'can't wear anything' I thought to myself. I was so screwed, I had bruises and scabbed cuts everywhere. I slid from the wall onto the ground and buried my head into my hands, " What do I do." I mumbled. Just then, I heard my door Creak open, " (Y/N)? Are you okay?" Dean asked looking at me. I felt a tear drop trickle down my cheek, I nodded. " No, you're not." He said walking over and sitting down next to me. " What's up?" He asked rubbing my back comfortingly. " Well, we were gonna have this case today, and everything I wear- doesn't work out for me." I said my voice breaking. " What do you mean, "Dosent work out for you". " He said looking into my eyes. " W-Well, ev-every corner of me- either has an old cut, o-o- or bruise." I said more tears dropping down my cheeks. " If my opinion matters- like, at all. I think you look great right now. Even crying." He said still gazing into my eyes. " Dean- I- I. Thanks, you're an amazing person for comfort, you know that?" I said putting my hand on his cheek. He blushed, and then turned away, we should get some breakfast. He said standing up, and reaching for my hand. I accepted it and we both walked into the kitchen. We saw Sam, he was staring into his computer again. " Morning Sam." I said walking towards the kitchen. I then stared at the pie on the kitchen table, " I thought I smelt you." I said looking into the pie. " Wait, who made it?" I asked looking around. " Mary?" " No, Mom is at the store picking some stuff up, and I- sadly don't know how to make pie." Dean said looking down. " Ole' Sammy here made it." I looked at Sam surprised. " I picked up some tricks from you (Y/N)." He said awkwardly clearing his throat. " Oh, I'm proud. Mabey you can start making the pies around here." I said jokingly. " Heh, sorry I got other things to do." He said looking back at his computer. " Okay, lemme eat this pie real quick, and we can be on our way." I said looking down at the pie lickimg my lips. " You mean we will eat this pie." Dean said raising his eyebrows. I playfully rolled my eyes, " Fine, winchester, but I call first bite!" I raced to the pie with Dean following after.
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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...