You had always loved hunting with the Winchesters. One particular night, you, Sam, and Dean were hunting a wendigo, and you somehow got seperated from the boys. Now you were hanging by your wrists, barely alive, in a dark cave.
You aren't sure about how long you were there. 2 days? 2 weeks? All you know, is that the thought of Sam was the only thing that kept you alive.
"Hello? Any one down here?" You heard a deep, smooth voice ask. You knew that voice anywhere. Dean.
"Dean! Dean over here!" You called out. Well attempted to anyways.
"Y/N? Sammy! She's over here!"
Soon you see your moose running over to you and making sure you were alright.
"Y/N! Are you okay? Did it hurt you?" All you could do was nod yes to his first question, and because that hurt to much, you stayed still for the second one. "We killed that son of a bitch for you. You are also the last one here, everyone else is safe now."
Everything was coming at you too fast. You were weak from lack of food and water, and blood loss. You were pretty sure that the moment you stood up, you would pass out.
Dean cut you from the ropes around your wrists and you fell to the ground. Sam picked you up and carried you out of the cave and into the Impala. He laid you in the back seat and climbed in with you, laying your head on his lap.
You had a major cut on your forehead along with various minor cuts and bruises along you body. Sam stroked your hair while Dean drove like hell to a hospital.
You were in that state were you are inbetween conciousness and unconciousness. "Come on Y/N. Stay awake. Five more minutes baby girl. Just stay with me." Sam whispered soothingly.
Once you made it to the hospital Sam opened the door and jumped out taking you with him. That's all you could remember.
Time Skip! (6 hours later)
You woke up to a really annoying beep. That's when you realised you were in a hospital. Sam was in a chair staring and you and when he noticed you were awake, he got up and walked to you.
"Hey Y/N."
You opened your mouth to speak, but no words came out.
"It's okay. You don't have to talk. You can get out of here when Dean gets back. The doctors say your fine except for the cut on your head, but they just stiched that up. Dean just went too get some food. He should be back soon."
As of on cue, Dean walked through the door and you got up, only to almost fall on your face. Sam picked you up and carried you back to the Impala while Dean signed the release papers.
"Y/N, you know I love you right?"
All you could do was nod due to the lack of voice.
"Can I- Can I kiss you?"
You leaned in and planted a soft kiss on Sam's lips, and he kissed you back.
It was the beginning of a beautiful relationship.
Hey! Sorry I didn't really have a title for this one. But anyway, I started an imagine book! Feel free to leave requests, but keep in mind that I'm only on season 2. I'll put an author's note if I finish a season. But yeah, give me feed back about these imagines, because what you think will really help me write!
-Jordyn ^_^
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Supernatural Imagines
FanfictionThese are imagines about Sam and Dean. Requests are taken, but I don't know if I'll get to them. If it's for a character that I haven't gotten to, I'll simply tell you.