Saving Sammi

A Day in the Life of a Hunter

It had been almost an entire year since the first day I met the Winchester brothers, so one would assume that I knew exactly what their work as hunters entailed. According to Dean, the work they did wasn't much different than that of someone who hunted for sport, except the boys saved people's lives and didn't eat their kills. Sam, on the other hand, had told me that the work they did was rather dangerous (as my encounter with the demon should have proved). He promised me that he would slowly teach me exactly what he and Dean did, so that I would truly understand how dangerous their work was. I was looking forward to learning more about hunting, so in the event I was ambushed again, I could defend myself this time. Sam had shared a few stories about how he and Dean both cheated death more than once, and after my own experience, I thought I would react a little better IF something similar happened to Sam or Dean (specifically Sam, of course). I didn't know how wrong I was! We were somewhere in New York, and Sam and Dean were out on another hunt. Dean had called me an hour earlier to say they were almost finished and they were bringing something home for dinner. I was excited, because most nights they got in late and I wound up eating alone. I decided to kill time by reading a book. I think I got through about five chapters (I read pretty fast) when the phone rang again. "Are you almost here?" I asked, seeing Dean's name on the caller ID. "We're outside, but I need you to open the door and summon Cas," Dean sounded desperate. SAM! I opened the door as quickly as I could, and watched as Dean carried a limp Sam in and laid him on the bed. I locked the door behind me and summoned Castiel as fast as my brain could process what was going on. I was genuinely worried about Sam, so my mind wasn't as clear as it should be. Cas appeared almost instantly and walked over to Sam and Dean. I started to cry and shake and backed myself into a corner, afraid that Sam was about to die. If I was scared about my own near death experience, it didn't even hold a candle to how I felt now. I had never felt love before, never knew the depths of its power over people, so all of these feelings were new to me, and I didn't know how to handle them yet. I wiped my tears and looked over toward the bed, where Castiel had placed his hand over what appeared to be a bite mark on Sam's abdomen. He had lost a lot more blood than I remember losing the day I got stabbed. The next thing I knew, I saw this bright light and my first instinct was to scream, "SAM!!!" I knew that if he was dying, I would not be the one seeing a bright light, but I was in shock and didn't know WHAT I was seeing. Dean ran over to me and wrapped his arms around me. "He's going to be alright, Sammi. Cas is going to save him." I buried my head on Dean's shoulder and just started bawling even harder. Although I knew that if anything happened to Sam, Dean would continue to be my protector, I didn't want to think of a world without Sam in it. I was crying so loud that I almost didn't hear Castiel walk over to speak with Dean. "Sam will be fine," Cas told Dean. "Is she alright?" "She's overwhelmed," Dean explained. "She had a near death experience of her own a few months back, but this is the first time she has seen Sam like this." "She does know this is part of your job, doesn't she?" Cas. "Of course she does. It just bothers her because she's in love with Sam." Dean. I felt a hand on my shoulder, so I looked up through my tears and right into Castiel's eyes. He looked at me with the most sincere smile on his face and said, "Sam is going to be fine. Why don't you go lay down next to him and keep him warm?" I heard Dean snicker, so I playfully smacked him and gave him a look that said 'not what he meant'. I got up off the floor and walked toward the bed. Sam looked so peaceful, and he didn't look like he'd been near death just minutes ago. I carefully laid down next to him and wrapped my arm around him, trying not to disturb him. He opened his eyes and turned his head in my direction. "Hello beautiful," he said with a smile. I was still trying to process what I had seen from the moment Dean walked in carrying Sam in his arms to the moment Cas worked his magic. At a loss for words, I just stared at him and pulled him tighter to me. "What's wrong?" he asked so innocently. "You look like you've seen a ghost." I couldn't muster up the energy to say anything, but I did manage to let another tear  slip. I heard Dean tell Castiel to take a walk outside with him, followed by the closing of the front door. "Sammi," Sam wiped my tear away, "I'm sorry I didn't get far enough into our lessons to prepare you for what happened here tonight. There's a lot to explain." Trying not to cry again, I finally found the courage to speak, "I was afraid for myself months ago, but not as afraid as I was watching you tonight. I thought I was going to lose you." "I'm a Winchester. We don't die THAT easily." Sam smiled that beautiful smile of his and I finally found my smile. "Good," I said to him, "because I love your brother, but I don't know if I could deal with him all by myself." Sam laughed, I laughed, and I made him promise to teach me more about his life as a hunter so I could better prepare myself the next time something like this happened. Not only did he promise he would step up his teaching game, but he sealed it with a kiss! I may have spent most of the night crying and worrying about Sam, but I ended it peacefully and with a smile on my face.