Among the Stars (Dean Winchester X Reader)

Chapter 1

  Blood. All you could see was the blood covered bathroom. You were laying in the tub, nearly starved and encased in the dried blood of the others. They were all brought in here and taken out in pieces. The chains around your arms and ankles were cutting into your thin flesh. You started to cry as you remembered your mother and your friends. The people who would never see you again. You didn't know how you'd wound up in the place you were in but you knew that you'd been kept in a cage and forced to hear the screams of the others. The doorknob began to jiggle and you started to sob. The door flew open and a man in a green shirt, leather jacket, and black jeans burst in.
  “Please don't hurt me!” You wailed, choking on your sobs and covering your eyes with your hands. The man went to his knees next to you.
  “Look, sweetie, I’m Dean… And my brother Sam is here too. We’re going to get you out of here.” He almost promised. You didn't believe him as he grabbed at you chains. You continued to cry, hiding your eyes in your hands.  Keys rattled as the clamps on your wrist were gone. You looked up at Dean before grabbing him tightly. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you out of the tub. You held onto him tighter, crying into his shirt. He shushed you as he began carrying you away.
  “Dean!” A man called. You flinched.
  “I'm over here, Sammy. I found someone.” Dean replied. Footsteps found the two of you before cold air wrapped around your shivering form. You opened your eyes and looked around. You were outside, the sky was dark and the stars shone beautifully. There was a man walking behind the man who was carrying you. You believed Sam was his name. The man behind Dean was tall and hand longer hair, a bloody plaid shirt plastered to his chest. You quickly tucked your head into Dean's neck.
  “Thank you.” You whimpered. He nodded in reply before he stopped walking. He used one of his arms to open a car door.
  “Sammy, drive.. I'm going to sit in the back with… (Y/N).”  Dean finished, laying down on his back. You laid on top of him, too scared to let go. He gently pet your hair, his heart calming you down slightly. The drive seemed to go on for hours. You said nothing and Dean didn't try to make you talk. Eventually you started crying again, Dean shushing you softly. Eventually you passed out, a nightmare following suit.