Supernatural Imagines

58. Silent Language (Sam x Reader)

i'm so excited for this chapter I can't describe. 

this is going to be so much fun :))

this chapter was requested by - heyitsmozzie - who has requested in the past, and is such a great reader, so thank you very much for requesting again!

Also, I couldn't find any gifs from that episode of Sam doing sign language, and it sucked a little, but I like this one too.. So let's get started!

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imagine being mute and having a breakdown...

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You were walking through the halls of the bunker looking at everything. It was only a few days ago that you had finally moved in, mainly because the boys forced you too after you were attacked. They weren't comfortable with you living on your own when you couldn't exactly call for help in conventional way.

You were mute. Not in a way that you chose to be mute because of some traumatic experience, but because your vocal cords were damaged years ago when you were kidnapped by a demon. They tortured you to the point of not being able to speak.

The doors kept passing as you looked at the designs on the walls. You smiled, this could be home. Once you made it into the living room, Sam looked up and said hi, you signed back,

"Hi," and continued into the kitchen. Once you had poured yourself a cup of coffee you left the kitchen again. Sam and Dean were speaking, and you sat down listening to the conversation.

"I think it's a case worth looking into," Dean suggested glancing at his laptop.

"Will y/n be able to go?" Sam asked making eye contact with you. You bit your lip hopeful. The boys had been very wary of bringing you on another case since the last one almost ended in disaster. You just smiled and nodded.

"I don't see why not, she's a big girl, she's okay to go, right?" Dean asked looking at you again. The thought of not being able to call for help if you needed it stressed you out, but you could hunt. You wouldn't let this be in control of you forever.

"Of course," you signed to him, and he just nodded,

"We leave tomorrow morning,"

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You were packing up your clothes in a small bag. The case wouldn't take long according to Dean, but you just wanted to be prepared, considering a lot of cases ending with your clothes being stained in blood. You turned to your dresser to grab another shirt, and instead were met with a demon. More specifically the demon that had taken your voice.

You tried to scream on impulse. Nothing of course came out. You walked backwards falling onto the bed trying to get away.

"Aww look at the poor little girl without a voice," his brooding voice said filling the room. Fear was running like ice through your veins. He was standing in front of the door, if you didn't think about this correctly, he was most likely going to kill you.

Gulping, you got off the bed and moved towards the corner. The demon walked towards you slowly, taunting you. You felt around behind you on the bedside counter, carefully you picked up the emergency flask sitting there.

"I'm going to kill you," he said only 2 feet away from you. Quickly you pulled the cap off the flask and splashed water on the demon.

"Ah!" he yelled as steam came off of him. You ran around him and were almost to the door when he tripped you. You hit the floor with a thud, your hand almost making it to the door. You tried again to yell for help, nothing coming out.