Sam sat at bobby's table staring at his phone.
He was waiting for a message from you. He always got worried when you go on a solo hunt.
You've been gone for a week and you haven't texted or called the boys since.
They tried texting you but you never replied and the calls would never go through.
The front door open. Sam stood up, Hoping it was you. But it wasn't. It was his brother dean.
"Hey Sam. Why are you up so late?" Dean asked as he dropped his bag down.
"I was um.... Waiting for Y/n to come home" Sam said as he set his beer down.
"How many times do I have to te-"
Sam cuts dean off "She's not fine dean! She hasn't called or text us dean. What if she's dead!"
Dean sighed "She's a strong girl Sam. Nothing can kill her."
"Like you said before dean. What bleeds can be killed."
"Yeah I kn-"
"What's up asshats" you said walking in.
"Y/n!" Sam ran to you and hugged you tightly. "I thought you were dead"
You laughed and hugged back "No im fine."
"Told you." Dean said.
