Reality - Sam Winchester x Reader

Home Again, Home Again

On impact, you threw up again. You were home in your bedroom. "Boys!" you screamed once you could speak. You heard a ruckus from next door, and the stampeding of three pairs of feet. Sam was the first one in, him being the closest. "Who are you and where's (Y/N)?" he demanded. You held your hands up and backed away. "Sam, it's me! Here, toss me you're holy water and silver blade. I know you've got 'em on you, okay?" you said slowly. He threw holy water on you as Dean and Cas burst through the door, almost breaking it off its hinges. "Dean, silver knife." Sam said, holding out his hand. He handed it to him and Sam stalked towards you. You held out you forearms and he slid the blade across your forearm. "It's really me," you said. "Tell me something only I would know," he ordered. "That last night you saw me, I caught you watching me singing a song, and then talked with you a bit before you hugged me and I helped you to bed. That good enough?" you asked. The knife clattered to the floor as he swept you up into his huge arms. Dean and Cas came rushing over. Sam let you go, and you turned to find yourself in Dean's warm embrace. "Jesus, don't ever leave like that again. You scared the crap outta us, kiddo," he said in your ear. He let go and this time, you ran to the bed. Cas looked hurt, but something was off. You couldn't quite place why you didn't trust him, but something in you said he had done something to hurt you or take you away from the boys. Regardless, they all left after a moment.

Dean's phone rang and he answered. "Winchester speaking. Chuck?" he said with surprise. "Oh, my God, it's God!" you whisper yelled. All three boys stared at you in surprise. "Yeah, yeah, she's right here and she just told us something. Wanna share with the class?" he said, crossing his arms. You sighed dreamily when he did that. "The arm porn struggle is real," you thought. "And when were you gonna-- she's your what?" he yelled. "Dean, please lower your voice. All the yelling is beginning to hurt my ears," said Cas. "Okay, we're sending Cas to pick you up and bring you back here, cool? See you then," he finished, ending the call. "Cas, do you mind?" Cas shook his head and was gone. "So... Chuck is God and your dad. Wowza," Sam said playfully. "Chuck is my say what?" you said with a horribly fake

smile. Cas fluttered in with Chuck in tow and you turned to him. You stalked over to him and struck him hard across the face. "How long have you known, why didn't you contact me, how did I never know, is my mother even my real mom, and WHAT THE HELL, CHUCK!" you spat, striking him across the face again. "I'm sorry, it's just, I didn't know myself until just now! I don't know the answer to any of those questions, but now I do know that Amara will be gone forever by the end of today. Lucifer got what he needed and he'll be gone once he activates it. I didn't tell him that much," he said quickly, his hands up in defense. You stormed out to the library, leaving all four boys in the room with shock on their faces. "Remind me not to piss her off," Dean said to no one in particular once you were gone.

You sat down at one of the many tables in the library and opened a book you'd found on raising people from Hell. It was one the boys hadn't touched and the pages were yellowed with age. You'd only read a few pages when you felt someone reading over your shoulder. It was Sam. "What are you looking for? I haven't seen this book," he said softly. "I'm keeping my promise. I have to get someone out of the cage," you told him simply. "W-Wait, what?" he spluttered. "Michael. He's sweet, stayed with me when I was unconscious, took care of me when I was awake, then got me back here. I made a promise that I'd get him out and then to let him stay here a while. He's a good guy, Sam, even if you don't think so. I saw him when you were dead or having Lucifer in you. He brought you back from the dead, didn't he?" you stated, going back to the book. He stared at you for a while before sighing and saying, "Hell and the Cage are two different things. Ask Cas or Chuck, they'll have a better idea on it. And where did that explosion with Chuck come from?" he asked, a smile tugging at his lips. "Wouldn't you be mad if you'd just discovered your whole life was a lie? Who you loved wasn't who you thought they were? All my life, I've wanted security, real solid truth to everything I do. I've had it up 'till now. I just... Nothing is what it seems, is it, Sammy?" you said, leaning back in your chair. "'Is all that we see or seem but a dream within a dream?'" he quoted in a faraway voice. "I can't do this right now, but I need to. Do you mind telling the others to just leave me be for a few hours?" you asked Sam. He gave your hand a tight squeeze before leaving you to your books.