Supernatural Preferences & Imagines

→ Saving People

There'll be peace when you are done

Dean:

You covered your mouth, your breaths shallow, waiting for it to leave. It rummaged through your things, clearing and wrecking. "Ssss," tears filled your eyes and you stifled a scream when the door of the room you were hiding in slammed open. The floorboards creaked and wined, the weight of the monster testing them. Grunts and growls sounded and then the sudden sound of sniffing near where you were hiding. The closet was dark and you prayed to God that it didn't find you. You pushed farther back into the corner, covering yourself with things. Banging sounded and scared you, making you jump. There was a bash and slice and a bang before it went silent, the floorboards squeaking. You huddled and looked up, shaking. Tears flowed down your face and you began to acknowledge the fact that today was the day you were going to die. I lived a long life, I had a good life... You cried and tried to make your whimpers silent. The closet door flung open and you screamed, covering yourself. Something grabbed you and you started screaming and thrashing, crying out. "Sh! Stop, I'm here to help you, shh." You shook and stopped your resistance, looking at the man and then bawling. He held you while you did, looking over at his brother who watch curiously. "I'm Dean, and I'm here to save you...don't worry..."

Sam:

Your cake was almost done and you lounged on your couch, waiting for the timer to ding. Are You The One (a/n let's take a moment to say this season is so going to lose) was on and you scowled. "They have one match. Don't get so excited. John—move the fuck on! Julia doesn't want your stalker ass!" The oven beeped and the timer dinged, making you get up. "So going to lose.." You mumbled while taking the cake out, letting it cool for about 10 minutes before starting to ice it with chocolate icing. Humming a tune, you paused when urgent knocking reverberated throughout your apartment. "Yes—" you asked when you opened it, being pushed aside. "You're in danger," Sam said and began to look everywhere around your house, searching and picking things up and emptying them. "Sam? What the hell—" again, you were cut off. This time for lack of air. You fell to your knees, gasping for breath. It felt like the word was caving in around you and everything was going into slow motion. "H...elp..." You gasped, regretting saying anything for it took away more air. You fell the rest of the way to the ground, choking. Black started to surrounded your vision and you tried to breath. Suddenly, a flush of air entered your burning lungs and you gasped loudly, coughing and shaking. Sam was by you, holding you. "Shh, it's ok," he said and you realized you were crying. "You're ok now..."

Cas:

The knife carved into your side and light shine out of it, a scream grunt making past the gag in your mouth. "Sh, won't take long now, darling." The demon grinned evilly, plunging the angel blade into your thigh, eliciting a painful and loud scream from behind the gag. You thrashed in your binds, watching your grace flash out of the cut and disappear back inside you. The body you were using would be damaged, but making you could salvage it. The demon plucked the knife out of your thigh and started to carve once again into your stomach, making your eyes hazy. "Maybe I can peep into your mind," he grinned like crazy, stopping his carving. The blade pierced the side of your skull and then went around it until it was back where it started. Your wounds were already healing, but he kept adding more. His eyes flashed black. "More, more, more!" He shouted, like a crazed man who hadn't had any food for days. He took the angel blade in his two hands and brought it down, making you thrash and try to escape the death coming your way. Your eyes flashed blue and you tried to leave, but you couldn't. You watched, petrified, as the blade neared your chest. Your eyes closed, acceptance seeping into you. Then a scream sounded. Your eyes flashed open and the demons eyes were burnt out, Castiel standing where he was. "Take better care next time," Castiel grunted, freeing you. You wavered and he caught you before you fell. "Thank you, Castiel." He just nodded, stabilizing you. "All the demons are dead," he said before he zapped away.

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