Sam x Reader - Angel

Fifteen

Y/N's P.O.V.

"Lucifer is gone." Cas sighed and I tucked away my wings.

"We need to get back to the bunker and try and track him down before he makes another hybrid thing." Dean grunted and Sam looked at me carefully.

"'Hybrid thing'?" The older Winchester looked at me with wide eyes.

"Y/N, you know that's not-" the door burst open and around 20 armed men in black burst in.

"Winchesters, L/N, put your hands up." We did as they said, making eye contact with each other.

"An anonymous caller tipped us off." A woman in a black suit said calmly. She had greying hair, beady eyes and a small smirk.
"You 3 are presumed dead. And I don't know who you are." She said towards Cas. For some reason, he also had his hands up.

"I am Castiel." Cas said carefully and I caught his eye, he was scared.

"So you are the angel. The anonymous caller mentioned there was one. I'd be careful all the bullets are made with melted down angel blades." The woman said smugly.

"Who are you people?" I spat and she glared at me.

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Agent Blaine from Black Badge."

"Who?" I taunted and Dean glared at me to shut up.

"Black Badge specialises in all things...Supernatural. Take care of them, analyse them, experiment on them and kill them." She said and Dean moved to step in front of the angel.
"Don't worry, your little pet will be safe, if you behave."

"What do you want with us?" I said and Sam looked at me pleadingly.

"Well, Y/N, you three are very well known hunters with a lot of experience. We just want you to tell us everything you know, then you're free." None of us responded.
"Fine," Blaine sighed.
"Take them to the facility."

"Move." One of the guards ordered, pushing me forward. I complied and so did the others.
We were put into some kind of truck and our wrists were handcuffed to chains that were attached to the floor. Everything was warded and I glared at the guard who was in the back with us.
Sam, who was sat next to me, reached over and grabbed my hand, squeezing it slightly.

"No touching." The guard growled and I rolled my eyes.

"I love you, Y/N." Sam said quietly and I figured that none of us would be speaking for a while.

"Love you too, Sam." I looked at Dean.
"Keep out of trouble." Dean winked at me and I gave Cas a small smile.

"Be quiet." The guard snapped.
After a while, the truck stopped and one by one we were taken. Dean, then Sam were the first to go, the guard went with them, leaving me and Cas with two stationed outside of the truck.

"Are you ok?" I half whispered. The warding in the truck alone was making me feel dizzy and weak.

"No, this warding is strong." Cas sighed.
"These people are ruthless Y/N. They are the next level of hunters. They only take on cases they believe they can handle and most of the time they do."

"We're in trouble?" I questioned as the guard unlocked my chains.

"I'd rather face Lucifer then be here." I heard Cas mutter, before I was dragged into a building. A bag was out over my head and I was pushed through an uncountable amount of corridors, before I was thrown to the floor and a something that felt like clothing was thrown at me.

"Get changed." I heard a guy command. I pulled the bag off of my head and turned to see a guard stood with his arms crossed watching me carefully. The clothing he threw at me was an ugly blue/grey jumpsuit with a black tee and a new set of underwear.
Knowing I had no other option, I turned my back to the man and took off my hoodie, dropping it on the floor. I took off my tee and my bra, quickly putting the replacements on, before doing the same with my leggings and underwear. I threw the jumpsuit on and glared at the smirking guard as I pushed my clothes into his arms. He dropped an pair of black flats on the floor, before locking the door and walking away without a word.

"So very screwed."