You're on a hunt with your new guy friends, Sam and Dean Winchester. You're hunting a few vamps, nothing too serious. You keep your machete raised and ready as you make your way through an abandoned warehouse.
"[Y/N]! Look out!" Dean yells to you. You turn your head just as a vamp tackles you to the ground, it's razor sharp teeth inches from your face. You struggle to keep it away with one hand as the other reaches for the machete you dropped. Your hand is inches away from it when the vamps head is cut off. You let out a sigh of relief as you stand up and pick up your machete.
"You alright?" Sam asks as he glances at you from across the room. You nod before giving Dean a thankful smile and continuing the search. You all move into the next room and look around. Dean takes the left side of the room while Sam takes the right. You move towards the left with Dean, figuring Sam could handle himself.
You pause, listening for any sounds. Dean continues on without you, leaving you alone in the room. You hear shuffling behind you but before you can react you feel a sharp pain course through you. You gasp as a vamps teeth sink into your neck.
"Dammit [Y/N]!" Dean yells as he rips the vamp away and chops it's head off in one swift motion. Dean stares at you wide eyes as he slides down the wall and to the ground. Sam comes rushing into the room only to find you laying on the ground bleeding out.
"No," he gasps as he collapses next to you, tearing a piece of his plaid shirt off to hold to the wound. The world around you grows dizzy as you fade in and out of consciousness.
"You know what we have to do Sam. It's too late to save her," Dean mumbles as he stands up, slowly moving towards you and Sam. I single tear slips from his eye as he pulls Sam away from you. You close your eyes as Dean brings down his machete, ending your life.
"I should've paid closer attention. I should've stayed with her," Dean runs his face with has hands, more tears flowing from his eyes as he does.
"No Dean. It's my fault. I should've made sure that nothing got pass me." Sam runs a shaky hand through his hair as he looks down at your body.
You look down at them from heaven as Castiel joins you.
"It's neither of their faults Cas," you say as you shake your head. "You have to tell them that."
"I will," he replies in his gruff voice before disappearing.
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