It was a gorgeous day. The birds were singing. Flowers were bloomed and waving at us. It was perfect. Except for the fact that you were dying. Beep. Beep. Beep. The constant beeping was driving you insane. But no one knew. Coma. The only word you heard the doctor tell Sam, your boyfriend, and Dean, his less intelligent but older brother.
~TIME SKIP TO A WEEK BEFORE THE ACCIDENT~
"Really Sammy? I think I can handle a little pack of vamps with you guys," you whined to your boyfriend. You had been on the hunts with them. Hell, you took down a wendigo all by yourself because Dean screwed up and got both Sam and Dean taken by the bloody thing. But Sam, he was acting strange lately and you couldn't figure out what was on his mind.
"I said no. That's my final answer," Sam said with a blank face. You two never kept secrets from eachother. Except for you, who had one secret that could change everything between you and Sam. You were a witch who was supposed to kill the boys. You were actually once a human. But one day, you found out you could do things that normal people couldn't. You haven't told anyone yet.
"And why not? I saved your ass from a wendigo last month and I can't go with you because a couple of vamps? Really Sammy?" You asked raising your voice.
"BECAUSE I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE (y/n)!" Sam stood up and yelled.
"Excuse me? What do you think I am? A witch?" You said laughing to try and ease him. Your plan didn't go so well.
"Precisely. No one just pops up at the bunker with a knife and some hidden hex bags. Not to mention I can hear you chanting spells at night." Sam said getting even closer to your face.
"Okay, I can explain but just list-" you were cut off by Dean walking in.
"What's up guys! Today looks awesome! Let's get the things together for the hunt Sammy," Dean said turning to Sam.
"We need to have a chat with (y/n), "Sam said blankly.
"I'm-I'm," you couldn't say it from sobbing so hard.
"Go ahead (y/n). Spit it out," Sam said glaring at you.
"Woah Sammy, take it easy on her. She's your girlfriend for Pete's sake! She has feelings," Dean said standing up.
"IM A WITCH OKAY DEAN!" You screamed and ran out.
"Oh. Uhm okay...." Dean said voice trailing off.
The boys decided to let you sit alone until they left. All they did was have Dean pop in saying they were leaving. No good bye from Sam. What is he died and the last thing you two did was fight? You wouldn't be able to live with yourself. So you decided to put your 'abilities' to work. You out a hex bag in the back of their trunk before they left and waited. This one wouldn't kill them. Think of it as a tracking device. Once they were there you decided to follow them, by stealing an old car that Bobby loaned to you. Once you got to the nest, you heard the sound of screams and slices of body parts being severed off. You walked in to only find Sam limp in deans arms.
"Sammy no!" You screamed as you ran towards him.
"GET THE HELL AWAY FROM HIM YOU MONSTER!" Dean yelled, clutching Sam closer.
Those horrific words. Monster. You stood in shock at what Dean had said. Until you realized something.
"If I'm a monster, why haven't I hurt you guys yet? Hmm? 4 years of staying with you and being madly in love with your brother for nothing? I can help Sam, just let go of him." You said easing Dean. He was always the hothead.
"Just- just don't hurt him," Dean breathed. His breath was shaky.
You took Sam from Dean and laid him on the ground. You recited your spell in Latin. And poof, purple smoke shot up and circled you and Sam. Dean stood there biting his nails and trying to get a glimpse at what was going on. Then, Sam took a large gasp of air. He sat up wondering what was going on, until his eyes met you.
"Get away from me you freak!" Sam said shuffling away from you on his knees. Your body sank.
"I save your life and THIS is what I get. 'Freak' Thanks a lot Sammy. Touches my heart that you still actually care for me."
"You did what now?" Sam asked, eyes widening.
"I-I s-saved you from dyin-" your body fell to the floor and everything went black.
~TIME SKIP BACK TO THE HOSPITAL~
"When do you think she'll wake up doc?" You could hear Dean say. You wanted to tell them you were fine. You wanted to move. You just couldn't.
"I don't know for sure, it could be weeks, months, years, she might not ever wake up." You heard an unfamiliar voice say. You were guessing it was the doctor.
"Dean, Dr. Height, can I have a few minutes alone with (y/n)?" Sam asked. You were guessing they left because you only heard a door shut and Sam talking. You felt his warm touch against your hand. You felt plump, soft lips press against yours. You wanted to kiss Sam back. You just couldn't move.
"I've heard 'theories' that the one you love the most can wake you from a coma, so why not give it a try?" Sam laughed a sad laugh. You hated hearing him sound so upset.
~4 HOURS LATER~
You shot straight up. You finally had control over your body. You could see. It wasn't black. Everything seemed to have a brighter, more vivid pop to it. You looked around. Your eyes caught with Sam, who was sleeping. You looked to your left to find Dean, who was also sleeping. You didn't want to wake them. So, you waited. Sunrise came around and you heard a familiar yawn. One you were used to hearing everytime you woke up with his large, muscular arms around you. Sam rubbed his eyes and looked right at you.
"(y/n)! Are you awake? Oh my god! DEAN! (Y/N) IS AWAKE!" Sam yelled and fell out of his chair trying to get to you.
"I'm so sorry guys. Just drop me off somwher-" you were cut off.
"I dont want you to leave. Stay. You and Dean are all that I have anymore. I can't take not being with you." Sam said as he held your hand rather tightly.
"I love you Sammy."
"I love you too (y/n)"
The end😌
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