Supernatural One Shots (Smut possible)

Monster (Sam x Reader)

The screams coming from downstairs sent shivers down your spine as you nursed the whiskey in your hand at 10 am. You, Dean, and Bobby were all tense, all half drunk, and all worrying about the man in the panic room below you.

Another scream ripped through Bobby's house, "Y/N, Dean! Help!"

Tears brimmed your eyes, threatening to escape while you held the glass of whiskey up to your lips without drinking. It was killing you, listening to Sam scream out for you the way he was. Everything in you screamed to go let him out, but you knew this was for the best.

You and Dean left for awhile for a food and alcohol run, mostly alcohol run, to escape Sam's pleas. You didn't really know who was affected most between you and Dean, you both loved Sam with all of your hearts but in different ways. They had a brotherly bond and love that no one could touch. They would do anything for each other, hell they've died for each other.

But, you and Sam, loved each other. After Jess, Sam didn't think he would find anyone to be with, especially after what he went through with the few girls he opened up to afterwards. But, before the demon blood, you stumbled upon the Winchester's in your home town, hunting the same ghost you were. After some arguments and a few punches, you set out with the Winchester's to do, what you all thought, was a simple salt and burn.

It was far from that.

After everyone getting thrown around and cut up, you managed to burn the object the ghost was attached to. You all limped out of the house, bruised and bloodied, and drove back to your apartment. You all patched each other up and the Winchester's stayed with you for a couple days, letting you get to know them better, Sam especially.

Of course, after you realized Sam was addicted, it definitely hurt. You felt like you lost that intimacy between you two that was meant for just you two. Of course, Sam pleaded and tried convincing you that he never did anything intimate with the demon Ruby, but deep down you knew.

It didn't mean that you didn't still love Sam or want the best for him though. You were pissed at Ruby more than Sam, you knew she was using him, but you didn't know what for.

For once, you agreed with Dean.

While you were setting down the last of the brown paper bags of alcohol, a scream ripped through the air of Bobby's house. Tears brimmed your eyes as Sam screamed out, "Y/N. Please. Baby, I need help." Your whole body tensed as you focused on the paper bag on Bobby's table when Dean came up to you from behind. He gently rubbed a hand over your shoulder, saying nothing. He knew how bad you were hurting, especially when Sam would constantly call out for you.

Two more cries for you, you broke. You walked into the study where Bobby and Dean were sitting, "I'm going down."

They began to protest but you held up a hand, "I ju-I just need to make sure he's okay. He's going through enough right now, I just need to make sure the hallucinations aren't killing him."

You could see Dean grind his teeth together and tears threaten to fall, "Okay, Y/N. If you need anything, yell."

You nodded and turned on your heel towards the basement.

You could hear Sam whimpering slightly when you approached the large iron door. You opened the small iron latch to look into the room without opening the door. Sam was curled into a ball against the bed, his head tucked between folded arms across his knees. It broke your heart looking at him, even after everything. Quietly you spoke, "Sam? Babe, you okay?"

Sam slowly raised his head, tears stained his cheeks, "Y/N?" The tone of his voice made you think he didn't know if it was you or not.

"Hey Sam." You didn't really know what to say to him, he obviously wasn't okay. There's nothing you could do about it though.