Supernatural Imagines

Insomniac << LuciferxReader

The reader takes on Lucifer and has a hard time coping.

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Days. Weeks. Months. Sam had the devil in his head. Of course, Dean and I didn't know until just recently. Typical of a Winchester to lie strait through their perfect teeth.

Days used to go by okay. A little research here, a little hunting there and maybe a little bit of booze to even it out. Now though, research and booze were top priority. Well for Dean anyways. I'm a light weight and even a single shot will have me acting like I'm high.

Sam hasn't slept in days. Maybe a wink of shut eye here and there, but no real sleep. No counting sheep or warm milk would work. If absolutely necessary, one of us, usually Dean, would give a good whack to the head. That worked for about two hours.

      Now me? I was a different story. I was an insomniac, so I was used to little to no sleep. Sam and Dean, they didn't know. All they knew was I slept and I guess that was good enough for them. To be perfectly honest, I would take Lucifer in my head any day then watch Sam slowly rot to nothing.

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       I was reading through a book titled satanic rituals and what you need to preform them: Volume No. 1. Most of what was in here was normal, how to summon Satan, how to exorcise a demon, how to summon a demon. Your average run of the mill spells.

     Two hours of reading this god awful book and finally. Finally! Something caught my eye that was worth a damn.

      If thou is infected with that of the devil, another must take on the diseased one's pain. Thou needs sage, olive oil, blood of a virgin goat, chicken feathers, black cat skull bone, bones from an elk, demon blood, Griffin feathers, fairy wings, and the eye of a werewolf. Then you must chant a normal exorcism.

      This was a pretty expensive spell, but it was exactly what we needed. I decided not to tell dean about the part where Lucifer would transfer to another's head.

      "DEAN! I FOUND SOMETHING!" I ran out to the kitchen and threw myself at him, latching on like a leech. He stumbled backwards, by easily caught himself.

     "Jesus Christ Y/N! What the heck?" I jumped down and read him the part of the book. Once I finished his eyes went wide and hi pulled my into a hug. He spun me around and around. Both of us were laughing and having a small moment of pure joy at the hopes of finally finding a cure for Sam.

      I shoved Dean out the door so he could gather the materials we didn't have at the bunker.

      Me? I grabbed the werewolf eye and maybe a couple other things in the list and set them down on the kitchen table. Then I took an old car from the garage and sped off to the hospital to grab a tired Sammy.

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        "Let me in Damnit I'm his sister!" The nurse insisted I stayed out so he could sleep. He was trying to keep me from seeing my brother and I wouldn't have that. Just as I was about to slap him, Meg put a hand on my arm and told the guy I was with her. This seemed to satisfy him and we were able to walk off.

       "Meg? What the hell are you doing here!!?!"

       "Keeping watch over your idiot brother that's what! As a demon I can make him sleep a little easier than you or Dean can!"

       "Why do you even care? You're a demon! You said it yourself!"

      "Look, I might hate all of you, but the winchesters are needed and we can't have one of the die now can we? Now, I imagine your here because you came to grab Mr. InsomiaMoose and skedaddle with a cure. So, let's go grab him." We both settled down and ran off towards Sam's room. I was afraid of what I might face.