~You get taken and Sam and Dean come to rescue you.~
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"Dean, that's your third piece." Sam says astonished at Deans intake of food in the last hour.
"What?" He mumbles mouth full of food. "I'm hungry." Sam shakes his head and turns back towards his lap top and you giggle at Deans childish behavior.
"So where are we off to next?" You ask pushing your plate aside.
"I think I might have found a case in Utah, so after this we can pack up and head out." Sam answers.
"What is it?" Dean asks taking the last bite of pie.
"Looks like a vampire nest, but we can't be sure."
"Sounds fun. Hey I'm getting cold and I'm guessing Deans got a couple pies to go before we leave so I'm gonna go grab my coat." You laugh standing up.
"Hey, you eat just as much me." Dean grumbles.
"I know big boy. Just eat your pie. I'll be right back." You say looking out the window at the impala parked across the parking lot.
You have known the boys for years, both of you raised hunters. You started hunting together about 3 years ago and you have gotten close. Sam is the best friend a girl could ask for. Dean on the other hand is trouble, yet you've fallen for him. You ignore the butterfly's every time he smiles or the blush that covers your face every time he says something flirty because you know he could never feel the same.
You walk out the door of the diner and walk towards the impala with the cold air blowing on your bare skin. You're in tight blue ripped jeans that are tucked into your boots and a tight black t-shirt. You just need your warm leather jacket to finish off the look and keep you from freezing to death. You glance back and see Sam and Dean talking in the booth and then the waitress bringing Dean another pie. You laugh as you open the back door of the impala and pull your jacket out.
You slip it on, pulling your hair out from under it and close the door. Just as it shuts a hand comes up behind you covering your mouth. You immediately fight off the man holding you but 2 more come out of no where and start wrapping you in duck tape. You open your mouth to scream but it's covered as the guy wraps a roll around your head muffling your screams. You're pinned to the floor as a guy tapes your feet together and another holds your hands above your head and tapes those. You continue to struggle as you're kidnapped by whom you assume to be humans and possibly hunters.
"Stop fighting and we won't hurt you."
Ignoring there warning as they pull you up, one man holding you from under your arms and the other holding your legs. You pull and push and throw your body around still screaming hoping to get someone's attention. Luckily right as you look up to the diner window Deans eyes meet yours and they go wide. Thank god.
Of course with your luck you're thrown into the back of a car with one guy in the front and the other two in the back still holding you as you try and get out. You watch as Dean runs out yelling followed by Sam and they try and help but realize they won't make it. They disappear into the impala hopefully coming to save you.
"Shut her up!" The guy driving says to the men in the back.
"Mmmpphhh! Mmmhhh!" Your screams are muffled through the tape as the two struggle to hold you still. You groan in pain as you're hit across the face and everything starts to go black.
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You wake up with a slap to the face as your head jerks to the right. Your eyes open and you quickly examine your surroundings. You're in a cheap motel room, sitting in a chair. Your hands are pulled behind your back and taped together while your feet are also bound to the legs of the chair. A large part of your torso is also taped to the back of the chair and their is a bandana tightly tied around your mouth. 3 men stand in front of you, the 3 men that kidnapped you.
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