The runaway

Recovering

Alison's P.O.V
After I signed a bunch of papers to get out of the hospital I waited for Sam & Dean to fill out some too.

"Some of these things are pointless, like why do they need to know if you play sports or not? Are they gonna give you an award for injuring your head halfway into the season?" Dean said stupidly

"It's to make sure you don't play them while you're still recovering dumb ass, & you're giving me a headache, can you fill the papers out in the waiting room or something?"

"Yeah, sure, whatever you want "princess", we'll be back in like 15 minutes, don't die on us" Dean said walking out with Sam.

Thank god. I can finally escape.
I unattached all the cords connected to me and try to get on my feet.
I stand up and become instantly dizzy, falling backwards catching myself on the bed.
I push myself back up and make my way towards the door.

I make my way out the door just when someone picks me up & puts me over their shoulder.

I start pounding on the persons back as they bring me back to the room.

"You don't think I thought you agreed to our deal that easily, did you?" Dean says setting me on the bed.

"I have to go, it will come into my room and kill me if I'm alone" I says shaking

"No it won't, if this person does try to we'll kick his ass, we'll be by your side until we get to the motel okay? Don't worry, we're here for you" Sam says smirking

"Okay, fine"
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*couple hours later*
After the paper signing was done, we headed to the motel.

"So, do you have any clue to why this guy, or girl, is after you?" Sam asks

"Sort of, but I'm not sure" I say starring into space

"We really need to figure out who this person is so we can stop the fucker" Dean says

"Good luck with that, I have a lot of enemies"

"So do we & we always catch them"

"Oh do you now? That's funny because when it was running away you didn't seem to "catch" it" I say snarkily 

"You're a feisty one, aren't cha?" Dean says pulling into the motel parking Lott

"You think this is bad? I'm only going easy on you old man" I say smirking

"Old man? I'm not that much older than you"

"Oh yeah, only by like 40 years" I say arguing back as we enter the room
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As soon as we get in the room, I throw my bags on a bed

"Ah ah ah, that's my bed" Dean says arguing

"Well, it's mine now, if you're making me stay here, I get the bed" I say smirking

"Oh then I guess you'll have to share with me" he says winking

"Yeah, let me think about it... Ummm....nope, you & Sam can share a bed"

"I'd rather share a bed with a trash can than him, he hogs the whole bed" Sam fires back

"I do not" Dean says

"Um yes you do..."

"Okay, maybe I do, shut up"

Watching these two fight are more entertaining than the kardashians.
•••••
I'm running in the woods, alone, my heart is racing.

I hear a crack & look behind me, a figure in a black hoodie comes racing towards me.

I start sprinting trying to get away, I fall to the ground & can't get back up, while crying my eyes out, I struggle to push myself up, but I can't move, the black mysterious figure runs up to me with a knife in its hand.
"NO, NO, STOP, PLEASE STOP" I say weeping.
"It's too late Alison" the figure say in its robotic voice as it stabs the knife through my chest.

Through my fading vision, I see my friends running up to me.

"ALI! ALI! ALI!" They say

"ALI? WHATS WRONG?"

"ALISON!"

I finally realize it's not my friends speaking & open my eyes to Sam & Dean shaking me awake, I feel tears running down my face.

"Are you okay?" Sam says

"Y-yeah, just a bad dream" I say shaking