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It's dark and you currently feel like your entire body is floating into nothing. You scramble through your brain to try and remember what happened.
You remember walking to your car after leaving a coffee shop late at night. Someone attacked you out of nowhere and the last thing you remember seeing is a pair of black eyes belonging to a demon.
Subconsciously you predict that the demon that attacked you must now be possessing you. You wonder how this could be since you have a anti-possession tattoo, but you figure that the demon must have burned it off of your body. The very thought made you feel frantic as you desperately hope that the demon hasn't hurt anyone while using you as a host.
"(Y/N)...I know you're in there...you've got to fight against this demonic bastard!"
You immediately recognize Sam's voice calling out to you from the void and you use all of your will power to fight against the demon's hold on you. Within a few seconds you're able to see and hear everything that the demon can, but you continue to fight for more control.
You notice that your wrists are tied down onto the arms of a wooden chair surrounded by a devil's trap spray painted onto the floor below.
"Mmm...tough girl you got here Sammy. She's finally found a way to see the show, too bad she's still in the nosebleeds." The demon says laughing at their own metaphor to further taunt Sam.
You see Sam start advancing towards you taking offense to the words the demon spoke out of your mouth. Dean intervenes by laying a firm hand on Sam's chest to keep him from making the situation worse.
"Your little girlfriend is so naive. I burned that anti-possession tattoo right off of her before she even knew what hit her." The demon blabbers out with malice.
"You can go back to where you came from." Sam bitterly states as he begins reciting the words to the exorcism ritual.
You start feeling the demon inside of you itching and crawling to get out of you as Sam continues. Soon enough it feels as if a horrid explosion is about to happen and your head flys back emitting black smoke that signifies the demon exiting your body.
Once the black smoke disappears your exhausted body causes you to slump down into the chair. Through your half-lidded eyes you see Sam move quickly to undo the restraints around your wrists. He then brushes your hair out of the way and moves to caress your face in his hands.
"(Y/N)...baby it's over. You're alright now."
"I'm sorry Sam," you somehow manage to speak out.
"What? For what?" Sam questions confused.
"I wasn't...strong enough to take back control."
"Stop that. You were strong and you 'are' strong. Not many people even survive an exorcism." Sam proclaims as he takes you in his arms pulling you close.
You begin to cry into his shoulder until you look over at Dean who seems to be waiting for the two of you to stop being mushy.
"Alright love birds, come on you both can make out in the back of the car while I blast some music." Dean jokingly offers as he grabs his things.
