Are We Meant to Be?

Chapter 49

~Sam's POV~

Dean came back out. "So how'd it go?" I asked.

"She's really upset and she feels like it was her fault she got taken and she feels stupid, so she's mad at herself and wants to distance herself from us so she doesn't hurt us again. She won't tell me anything else. I told her if she ever wants to, she can tell us when she's ready."

"Ok. I'm just really worried about her. It's not like her to keep her feelings in."

"I know. She'll be ok. Remember when I started distancing myself from you with
hell and everything? Eventually I talked to you, but until then, I avoided it as much as I could. I think it's the same way with her."

"Yeah, that's true. You were like that too." I hadn't thought about it. When things were really hard on Dean, he was distant too. Thinking of that made me feel a little better about her staying cooped up in her room all day. Ethan, Dean, and I hung out the rest of the day, and Miranda stayed in her room.

That night we went to bed a little after midnight. Miranda hadn't come out of our room. She was laying in bed, but she wasn't asleep yet. I climbed into bed. "Babe?" She lifted her head slightly. "I don't want to push you, and if you don't want to talk, you don't have to talk. Just know I'm here if you want to, and even if you don't, I'm here for you." She nodded. "And know that it's ok to be upset and it's ok to want to work through stuff by yourself first. I'm sorry I got upset with you earlier because you weren't telling me anything."

"I'm sorry Sam. I shouldn't be so distant from you. I explained it to Dean. I just need to process and I don't want to hurt you guys anymore and I was stupid, and-"

"Babe. It's ok. I'm not mad. You weren't stupid, and you aren't gonna hurt me. I don't care if you tell me about it or you don't. I just want to be able to cuddle with you and hug you when you're upset and not be shoved away. I love you so much and it hurts me to see you upset."

"I know you want me to stop being distant, and I'm gonna try. It just takes time to want to talk about what happened." She said as she snuggled up to me. "I'm not gonna push you away anymore, I just can't guarantee I'll want to talk about it any time soon."

"I get it. Take your time with talking." I said. She snuggled with me, still losing a few tears. I kissed her on the forehead and held her close. We fell asleep eventually.

~Miranda's POV~

It was the same thing for over a week. I was upset all the time, but I tried to stop distancing myself. It was starting to bother Sam because he was worried about me keeping it in. It was getting harder and harder to hold my feelings in too. I decided one day that I would tell Sam and Dean what happened.

"Hey bud, can you go play for a while? I need to talk to Sam and Dean alone."

"Sure mommy." He got up from the couch and left and headed to his room.

"What do you need to discuss? Dean asked.

"Everything. I'm ready to tell you what happened."

"Are you sure? We don't want to push you if you aren't ready." I nodded.

"It's time I tell you what happened. I can't deal with the emotions being held inside anymore and you guys deserve to know what's going on with me." They nodded, telling me it was ok to tell them when I was ready.

"Ok. So, one day, soon after we decided to take a hunting break, I went to the store to get food. As I was getting back to the car, Sam came running up to me. He said something along the lines of 'Miranda, Miranda! I'm glad I caught you. Dean's hurt. I just took him to the hospital. We gotta go.' I didn't question it because I was worried about you. I put the groceries in the trunk of the car Sam took, and left with him. At some point in the ride, he knocked me out, and I woke up in that basement. I tried to get out. I was tied up but not tied to the wall. I ran to the door every day, but it was locked. The shapeshifter would repeatedly come back and torture me for a while. It was never enough to kill me, but it hurt. I was cut, hit, kicked, shoved, etc. I was beaten up every day. The shapeshifter left me food-Usually a few days' worth at a time. It was something, but it wasn't much. After a while, the shapeshifter left and didn't come back. I barely had enough food for that time. I don't even know how it ever came back at all since it was with you, but it did. I was so scared. When you saved me, I thought for sure you were the shapeshifter and you were coming back to torture me again. That's why I was so scared of you. The thing I really need to tell you, is the reason why I feel like I'm stupid..... I should have been able to tell it wasn't Sam. He didn't call me first, and I didn't recognize the car. I assumed that you just had another backup car or something, and I didn't question him being there and his story about you being hurt, but I should have thought more about it and not believed him, or at least drove the impala and not gotten in his car. Also, when you are trapped in a dank basement for so long, thoughts enter your head. I-" I tried to start, but the words caught in my throat.