Sam Winchester x femaleReader stories

Shout at Me (Sam x Reader Short Imagine Story)

  All three of you were in the Impala and it was dead silent, except for the fact of the Impala engine roaring and every once in a while Sam sighing to himself. You were sitting in the back and glanced at Dean, and his fist white-knuckling the steering wheel as he drove. You wanted to say something to him, maybe apologize again but what good would come of that. We pulled up to the Letterman's mansion and Dean put the car in park and got out. Sam did the same. You sat in the back for a little bit trying to think of what to say to Dean. "(Y/n)?", breaking you away from your thinking you look up and Sam is waiting for you to get out of the car. "You comin'?", he asks you with a concerned look on his face. You nodded "Yeah, I'll be there in a minute." He gave a half smile to you and then left. You looked down at your hands thinking to yourself. You patted your cheeks and took a deep breath, then headed inside. You opened the door and you hear Dean arguing with Sam. You already knew what it was about, you giving you guys away to the vamps.

"Dean. Stop it. Don't take this out on (Y/n)." Sam was trying to defend you. "She gave us away, Sammy. We've been tracking these guys for days and she blows it!!" You walk down the stairs a little bit then sat down to listen to them while they were in the other room. "She didn't know! Ok? It's not her fault." Sam was getting more upset. You sighed and got up walking into the room. "It is to her fault." Dean said sternly and getting into Sam's face. "It is my fault." You said trying to get them to stop yelling at each other. "Thanks for trying to defend me, Sammy. I can handle it." You looked down at the ground and Dean turned to you. "You have any idea how long it took to find them, (Y/n)!? You should know better!! You screwed up this hunt!!" Dean was really yelling at you now. His face looked red from yelling so loud. You just stand there and nod your head. "Now we have to start all over because of you-" "Alright that's enough, Dean." Sam interrupted him and got in between you and Dean.

"Back off, Dean. I mean it." Sam said with his bitch face on. "She screwed up-" Dean was about to argue some more. "Dean. Back. Off." Sam just stared at Dean looking so angry. Never seen the boys so angry with each other. Dean just sighed and walked off to his room. Sam turned to you, "Thanks, Sam. You didn't have to do that though." "You don deserved to be yelled at like that. Especially from him. Maybe a stern talk to and more training, yeah. But not verbally abused by us." He said sadly. "I've messed up before like that and I was verbally abused by dad. But Dean was the one who talk to me and taught me more about it. It helps better when being talked to and not yelled at." he said with a half smile on his face. "He really is like dad." You chuckled with Sam.

"Yeah. Hopefully he will remember that and come and talk to you instead. And maybe apolpgize." He said smiling and you smiling back. Sammy is so over protective.

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A/N: Hope you like it. another one on the spot you know.