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Reliable (Sam Winchester)

Warnings: minor swearing, fighting, fluff, and yeahhhh 💋

Imagine....
Stuff had been going on in your home town recently. People had been convinced that there was some kind of psycho killer on the loose and you were terrified. Every door and window was locked and you slept with your 9 mil under your pillow. You thought you were safe, but then again, a thought isn't always reliable.

Sam's POV

" Dean it's a werewolf, it's obvious!" I exaggerate looking him with a glare. " Sammy it's a shifter. It has to be, the signs add up more than a stinkin' fur ball!" I roll my eyes as we walk out to the impala, pushing the hair from my face. He was so difficult sometimes and it astounds me how he thinks he's always right.

" Where the hell is this damn thing?" We'd been sitting outside the diner that the monster had been kidnapping from. " Dean it's been an hour, you take longer to pee ." He shoots a glare at me. A girl walks out, her (Y/H/length) (y/h/color) cascaded down her back. She glances over at the car and turns the corner into the following alley.

" Follow her." Dean gives me a questioning look. " Sammy I know you haven't gotten laid in a while but now's really not-" I slap him on the back of the head. " Shut up and follow her." Reluctantly Dean follows the young girl, after ten minutes or so she walks up to a White House and Dean parks across the street.

Your POV

I walk out of the diner after finishing dinner. My messenger bag in hand, my gun in it, I turn down the alley not before getting a look at the men who were sitting in the black car. The whole time I felt eyes watching me but didn't dare look back.

I walk towards the house door, and go to unlock it but find that I must have not locked it because it was open. I drop my bag full of work stuff and try to turn on the light- nothing. Must've forgotten to pay the bill, Ill do it in the morning.

I trudge my way up stairs and get a shower. After I get dressed I come back down for junk food and to lock up. I turn the corner into the kitchen and feel that again. The feeling of eyes burning into the back of my head. The hairs on my neck stand on end at the thought of my gun- that been left at the door in my bag.

Growling can be heard and I know this is it, how could I've been so stupid. I paid the bill last week and I know that I lock that door. I know because i must've checked it ten times before I left.

The growling grows nearer and nearer, my brain finds this miraculous thing called stupidity and turns me around to face it. But it's not a man I see nor a wild dog. But wolf- man thing. It growls and its eyes are not one of your typical puppy but one of a hunger for meat, for me.

I stand in my spot for what seems like hours but is mere second and jump across the room making a dodge for the door but I'm too far and trip, pulling some things down with me. Glass breaks but I don't care, the wolf chases me as I leap over the couch and try to scurry away. He corners me and I crawl with my back against the wall. My feet and hands, are filled with glass shards and painted with blood. My face, is scratched and open from where I fell against the table and has tears streaming down it.

My mind, well my mind is filled with the voices of the people I love. My family and friends. Even middle school teachers. That I'll never get to see them again. So this is it. The beast gets an inch from my face and I let out a scream.

Sam's POV

I jump out of baby as soon as I heard the scream. I race towards the door, and push it open. There she was, the same girl from the diner, slouched in the corner. The werewolf had torn her up but hadn't gotten to her heart yet.

I shoot silver bullets into the mutt. Dean double checks the wolf and I rush over to the girl. Her pulse was weak and she was loosing blood. " Dean!" I shout at him and he rushes over. " We need to get her somewhere away from here, there will be more." He nods taking her from my arms and we head to the car.
The whole time to the motel she sat in my lap.

Once at the motel we laid her on the bed and I had Dean grab the sewing kit. After seeing her, I have Dean go to sleep while I sit with her. She was beautiful in honesty but her body was pretty mangled.  I was just praying to Cas that she'd make it through the night.

Your POV

I wake up, barely able to open my eyes. Where am I? I finally open my eyes to find myself in a room other than my own and clothes that are unfamiliar. I shot up but a shooting pain in my side pushes me back down. " Woah, woah woah, take it easy." I turn to face a long haired man, a few years older than myself.

" Where am I? What's going on?" You frantically ask. " I know you have a lot of question and I can answer them but you need to be easy, do you remember anything from last night?" The rather large man questions. " No, I mean not after the wolf." He nods and puts a hand out. I look at it and then up at him. He stared with a small smile, I reluctantly take his hand and pull myself up. " How does some coffee sound?" He gives a grin and I give a small one back. " That'd be nice."

We walked down to a local coffee shop and I clung onto him, not trusting myself enough to put any weight down. Once there we sat in a booth across from one another and ordered.
" I'm Sam by the way." I nod. " (Y/n)." He smiles. " That's a pretty name." You blush at this but remember the more pressing matter at hand. " Thanks but do you mind telling me what happened? The truth?" He nods and looks down for a second.

" Of course, yeah." He takes a breath and I sip on the hot drink in front of me. " So that um, thing, you saw. It was, well, it was a um." He scratches the back of his neck. " a what?" I ask growing antsy. " Well it was a, werewolf?" He looks at me as if he's trying to ask for my approval and I just nod. " It's not the only one of its kind nor is it the only creature out there but...."

An hour later I'm trying to process what Sam had just told me.  My eyes are glued to my empty glass as my hands fiddle on top of the table. Sam grabs my hand and my eyes look up to meet his. " Hey listen it's going to be fine. Do you have anywhere you could stay for awhile?" I shake my head no. It's true I didn't nor did I have enough money to stay in a motel. He sighs and looks at his own coffee that by now had gone cold. " What if you stayed with us for awhile?" I give him the honest look of pure shock and doubt.

" Really?! I mean- I can't- I don't want to intrude plus it seems like you've got a lot on your plate and-" He gives my hand a reassuring squeeze and smile at me. " I'm sure. You'll be safer and you can learn to defend yourself." I smile and then jump accords the table to hug him. " Thank you." He hugs back. " Mhm. Now I just have to explain to Dean." I chuckle.