Supernatural Imagines

76. Cat-astrophe || (Sam x Reader)

I think this chapter is going to be extremely cute *i hope* :)

also, can we appreciate that magical gif at the top?

This chapter was requested by Nirvanableach148 a long time ago, but I've just been busy with school and extracurricular activities, and I'm really sorry!

WARNING! THIS CHAPTER WILL BE LONG AF.

I'm also still trying to figure out what to do for the 100k special so if you have any ideas please feel free to comment!

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Sam was clearly frustrated as  he ran a hand through his hair. You frowned looking at him,

"Listen Sam, go get a beer, and I'll talk to Rowena," you offered, trying to lighten the load of a stressful case he and Dean were prepping for.

He shook his head,

"You have to pack, you're going home to see your family, remember?" he asked, a smirk placing itself on his lips. You groaned at the thought and leaned back in your chair. Although it was going to be absolute hell, you missed your family, and were supposed to be leaving the next day.

No matter how much you missed them you were putting in a lot of effort to avoid packing.

You got up, and wrapped your arms around him.

"How about, you go get us some pizza from my favorite place while I talk to Rowena, I can guarantee that she'll give you need by the time you get back," he sighed, his eyes tired, Rowena never did make it very easy to work with her.

"That way," you shifted yourself around to be sitting on his lap,"we can have a little more personal time before I go this weekend," you weren't excited. Sam and Dean had both agreed that you should spend time with your family, so you wouldn't call or text them unless it was an emergency. Sam assured you it was going to be fine, you were only going to be gone for 3 days. Nothing bad.

He smirked, he leaned in and kissed you gingerly.

"Fine, just for you," he picked you up, and set you on the floor as he stood up. You hugged him around his waist, and headed off down the hall watching him grab the keys to the impala before heading up the steps to the bunker door.

You sighed and ran a hand through your hair as you opened the door to one of the empty rooms, one that the boys had converted into a "torture" chamber. You closed the gates behind you, and stared at the center of the room, where a pentagram, and a chair sat.

You closed your eyes and whispered the chant that was taught to you long ago. You opened your eyes to see Rowena sitting in the chair.

"Hello Darling," she said, her accent thick, her face unchanged with age.

"Rowena," you said your voice cold. You just needed a rare spell that Sam couldn't find anywhere. The only known beholder of the spell was Rowena.

"Aww, don't be upset with me, Samuel doesn't realize what that spell could do, it's dangerous," she said standing, her dress was so long, or maybe she was just so short, it bunched around her feet. You rolled your eyes,

"We need it Rowena, this spell anything, and they don't know what they're going up against," it was her time to roll her eyes this time.

You pull the knife you had hidden in your waistband out. Her face didn't change, it wasn't a threat to her. 

"You dare bring that out?" the next thing you knew the knife was magically in her hand, and being thrown at your head. You ducked, steam practically streaming from your ears.