Supernatural Imagines

Sam Winchester - Pantomime.

This one is kind of angsty at the start but it gets fluffy.

Should I start putting warnings in?

------------------

"DADDY!" The little girl screamed from the other mans arms.
Sam struggled against the police men's arms as he screamed for his daughter.
The little girl was screaming with tears running down her face, clutching a small moose teddy. "Don't let them take me!" She shouted.
"I love you baby!" Sam shouted as they dragged her away.
"NO, DADDY NO!!" She screamed and wriggled but it was to late, she was in the car with the woman and men and the car was gone.

----------

That was 13 years ago, Sam has been keeping tabs on you. He knew where you were, what you looked like and now that you had just turned 15.

Sam had found a case in your town and convinced Dean to go,so they packed their bags and started driving. "So why was it so important to come here?" Dean asked, not taking his eyes from the road. "Is it a girl?" It was getting dark so it was hard to drive.

Sam chuckled, nodded. "Something like that"

"Boyfriend?" Dean pushed. Sam looked to him and raised his eyebrows. "I'm not judging"

"No it's...kinda because of a girl" He said typing on his laptop.

As they drove Dean noticed it started snowing. "Look, it's the most wonderful time of the year" Dean sang.

Sam laughed and stared at the lights going pat the window, noticing the snow was thick and heavy. They pulled up to a motel really late at night and checked in. Sam was sat on his bed rubbing his feet because they were so cold.

Dean jumped into bed and grumbled. "I'm so ready for something warm to eat or drink tomorrow" Sam chuckled and Dean turned in his bed.

In the morning the ground was covered in a thick layer of snow, it was thick but not enough that you couldn't drive through it. The brothers found a little cafe off the corner of a street near a motel and they say in there for a while.

The little bell rang at the top of the door and Sam looked up, a girl around 15 with light brown hair that was sticking out from under a hat, stood at the door.

She shook off the snow and then quickly walked to the bar, where a boy who was about her age smiled at her. "Coffee?" He asked

She grinned. "You know me to well" She sat down at the bar and lifted her book bag into a chair next to her, she rubbed her hands together and shivered.

"I don't understand why you just don't get coffee at the library" The boy said. "Here Winchester" He said to her.

She took her coffee out his hands and then sighed. "Luke, have you tasted the coffee at the library, it's really weak and I love your coffee anyway"

"Did he say Winchester?" Dean asked leaning across the table to Sam.

Sam nodded and then he watched her put on her hat and gloves and then grab her bag. "I'm going to be out tonight, but I'll be in the library so, if you need me, call me" He nodded and she waved bye.

A few minutes later Sam got up and went over to Luke. He showed him his FBI badge and sat down. "Can you tell me about um her please"

"Is she in trouble?" He asked.

Sam shook his head. "No, we just need some information on her"