Supernatural OneShots

Running from Love

(A/N): My  favorite character from SPN is of course, Mister Hotty himself, Dean Winchester. Expect a lot more of him and Cas in the future. (but not together together, of course, though I do ship Destiel. Who doesn't?)

I run down the road, trying to flee from the boys. I can't let them see me like this. I'm thirsty; thirsty for blood. 

I definitely don't want to sink my teeth into them, well, not like this. And yeah, I would totally bite Dean, but Sam is more of a brother to me. 

I stop to listen for a heartbeat. I hear about 30 different pulses; there are two, wait, three behind me. I try to figure out what I'm looking for, then I see a deer about 30 feet away. My instincts kick in, and I run after it, sprinting at full force. 

It doesn't start moving until I get within 15 feet of it. I catch up, and jump on it, barely missing its' antlers. I bite into its skin, and hear it make a weird animal noise. I smack it in the head, then begin to suck up its blood, lapping it up with my tongue. 

I keep thinking that Dean and Sam are going to catch up to me, but how could they? They can't see me from the road, I'm completely concealed by the woods. 

That's when I hear their voices, along with another voice, probably Castiel. Oh sweet, little, innocent Castiel. His blood smells heavenly (no pun intended). Dean's blood makes me want to bite down, and inhale it all up, swallowing every last drop. Sam's blood, however, smells different. I can't really place it.  

I want to run, but decide that I don't have time. So I climb up the tree like a freaky-fast squirrel, being careful to hide in the leaves. 

They see the deer, and get closer, seeming to not really know what it is. Castiel just appears right next to it, looking down at it. He's right under me, but I'm at least 10 feet up in the leaves of the tree. I'm sitting on a sturdy branch, one arm held against me. It's cold up here. 

"How could she do this? She's not even a- oh...oh my god..." Sam says, examining the wounds I left on the buck. "Head smashed in, teeth imprints, and almost no blood is left...She's a vampire."

Dean says nothing, he just squats to get a look for himself. I see him shaking his head, then say to Sam, "But she can't be. We barely ever left her, and even if we did, she was with Cas."

Castiel seems to be looking around, his gaze climbing. Oh please don't spot me!  A tiny drop of blood falls from my lips, and I scream internally, knowing exactly where it's going to land. It'll land somewhere on Castiel, for sure, unfortunately. 

Castiel puts his hand out, getting ready to say something, and the drop of blood lands right in his palm. He looks down at it, and I can literally imagine his cute little furrowed eyebrows. He slowly looks up, and his gaze lands on me, even thought I was hugging the trunk of the tree so hard, hoping he wouldn't see me. 

We have a staring contest for a few moments; him probably reading my thoughts. Sam and Dean look at Castiel, saying, "Cas, what's wrong?"

To my disadvantage, another drop of blood falls off my lips, and lands right between Castiel's eyes.

Sam and Dean both look up.

I say, feeling ashamed, "Please don't be mad at me."

"Come down here right now!" Dean says, sternly. 

I climb down, and as soon as I put my feet on the ground, Dean slams me into the trunk, holding a knife to my throat.

 I don't know whether I'm terrified or turned on, because Dean and I are rarely ever this close to each other. I like that he's aggressive, but also has a soft spot, and he's hilarious. I don't know his soft spot though; I wish I did.