Supernatural One Shots (Taking Requests)

Kidnapped

Sam and Dean hadn't seen you in a while. Sam was pacing around the bunker and Dean was on his third beer.

"She's been gone for over an hour." Sam was really getting worried now. "She said that she was only going to get some food." He paused. "Should we go look for her?"

Dean finished his beer and stood up. "Call her first."

Sam grabbed his phone and called you. It rang and rang but you never answered. He tried again and this time someone picked up, but it wasn't you.

A smooth voice that was as cold as ice answered instead. "Hello."

"(Y/N)?"

"Sorry. She can't come to the phone right now."

Sam started stalling the person on the other line as he traced the number. Once he had it he hung up. Dean grabbed his keys and they headed to the Impala.

**********

You opened your eyes to see a plain dim room. A warehouse. Your head throbbed and you could feel sticky blood on the back of your head. Your hands were tied, as we're your feet. You tried to scream but there was a gag in your mouth.

The werewolves that had kidnapped you were talking together when the sound of a '67 Chevy Impala interrupted them.

The boys bust the door down, guns raised. They killed all the werewolves in no time.

Sam rushed to you and untied you. You fell forwards into his arms. You could feel his strong arms wrap around you.

"I've got you, (Y/N)." He said, gently stroking your hair. "I'll never let you go."