Sam Winchester Imagines

#13 A Series Of Unfortunate Events

"You're like really tallll" you giggled.

"Only just noticed Y/N/N?" Sam shook his head, you were only meant to be going out with a couple of friends for a few drinks. You finally stumbled in at 3:00am, shouting for Sam.

"Hey! I'm hungry" you said pouting and walked slowly into the kitchen

Monster munch, toast, pot noodle, chocolate and a glass of water. Apparently that was your 3:00am drunken cravings.

"Sammy?" You slurred

"Yeah?"

"Will you everrr leave me? I mean I know I'm kin- kinda a pain in the ass, but I'm not that bad"

"You're really drunk Y/N I'll speak to you in the morning when you've sobered up"

"I'm not as think as you drunk I am" you giggled as Sam lifted you up bridal style.

"At least buy me a drink first handsome" you giggled again poking his chest, Sam just shook his head and chuckled.

Once Sam had put you to bed, you went out like a light. You dreamt about The Vampire Diaries and being one of Elena's doppelgänger until around 6:00am when you shot out of bed and ran to the toilet. You hated being sick but Sam was by your side in seconds, pulling you hair back and rubbing your back.

In all honesty, you didn't want Sam to see you in this state but you had no energy left to protest. You leaned into his chest while he stroked your Y/H/C hair out from your face.

"Hey, how you feeling now?" Sam whispered in case you had a headache

"A little dizzy and sore but I don't think I'm going to be sick again" you whispered back

Sam picked you up bridal style and carried you to bed where you two lay, you in his chest, him stroking circles on your back.

"What did you mean earlier Y/N/N"

"Gotta be a bit more specific gigantor" you murmured, half asleep

"You asked me if I was ever going to leave you?"

"I did? Well are you?"

"No of course not"

"Good well case closed well done Sherlock" you mumbled as you snuggled closer into him

Sam couldn't work out why you were having doubts about your relationship. You'd been an item for a year now and you hardly ever fought, just petty arguments. It was the perfect relationship in Sam's opinion and yours. You had this nag in the back of your mind telling you that this was temporary and you had to be ready to pick up and leave when things did finally end. The day never came and you got luckier each day. You guessed that the nag in the back of your mind just came through when you were drunk. Nothing more.

"Get some sleep beautiful" Sam whispered, still drawing circles on your back

You mumbled something about sleep being for the weak before dozing into a comfortable sleep. You didn't dream, you needed to sleep off the worst hangover known to man.

It was around 10am when you woke up. You felt the loss of warmth next to you and immediately whined to yourself. You ran down the stairs to the kitchen with the duvet wrapped around you. Needless to say, you looked like a pudgy nun. Sam was cooking breakfast and even though the thought of food made you want to sit by the toilet and hurl up God knows what, you sat at the table in the kitchen. You always thought the kitchen in the bunker looked like a professional Gordon Ramsey style one but the boys always looked at you like you were crazy. Speak of the other devil and the other devil will come. Dean walked in half asleep and trying to locate coffee. During this process, he must've knocked into about 709 pots and pan making a massive noise.

"Dean please, head noise shut up" you said, your voice muffled by the duvet you had over your head.

"You know there's a really good cure for a hangover. It's a greasy pork sandwich served up on a dirty ashtray" Dean said into your cacoon so you definitely heard him

"Fuck you" you said sprinting to the toilet. Well I'm sure you can guess what happened next.

Hey guys! My best friend has a phobia of sick so sorry dude for freaking you out with this chapter. I hope y'all enjoyed the Christmas chapter I posted not so long ago. Y'all stay safe this Christmas and New Year and I'll be updating a little more because of Christmas holidays

Btw the lil picture is so fucking adorable. I'm gunna hands up say I ship Sabriel. Oops.

Thanks for reading!

-Ellie xx