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You step out into the blinding sunlight that you haven't seen in a week. One of your hands holds the side of your thigh where a demon had cut you a good four inches with a knife.
Other than that you had a few bruises and a mild headache as you fumble to grab the random set of car keys in your pocket to see which car they belong to in the parking lot.
For the past week you had been held prisoner by a couple of rogue demons who kidnapped you in an effort to get information about the Winchesters. You were surprised that they didn't torture you much or even kill you, but after the first two days you realized that their tactic was to starve you in order to get answers.
They barely gave you enough water and they questioned you about four times a day. You didn't tell them much but you had to admit that their idea of starving you was a good plan until they only left one demon to watch over you.
That's when you made your move only twenty minutes ago and managed to kill the demon with the demon knife that they stole off of you. There was a little bit of a struggle on your end given the state of your leg, but you had finally escaped their hold. You find the car that the keys belonged to that you found in the demons pocket and you hop in taking off down the road.
You knew in the back of your mind that Sam and Dean were no doubt worried about you, but you focused on finding food as soon as possible. You pull over to a fast food drive thru and once you get your food you do your best to pace yourself as you eat to prevent getting sick.
The food and water helped relieve your headache somewhat but your entire body still felt tired and weak. Despite your exhaustion you keep driving and following the car's GPS directions to the bunker.
Three hours later you finally make it to the bunker. You get out of the car and start limping towards the entrance. You unlock the door with your keys and make your way down the staircase. When you spot Sam and Dean standing in the library you stop in your tracks at being so happy to see them and they don't notice your presence yet.
"Dean, I think I just need some time."
"Hey we'll find her, okay."
"You don't understand its been a week Dean! And nothing! Radio silence."
"Sam...," your voice speaks quietly but it's enough to grab his attention.
You see Sam run towards you with worried eyes and concern written on his face and Dean follows right behind him. Before Sam's in front of you your legs give out and he somehow catches you in his arms.
"My...my leg Sam. We need the first...aid."
"I'll get it along with some hot water." Dean informs Sam as he sprints to get the supplies.
"What happened (Y/N)? I've been looking everywhere." Sam says with tears beginning to form in his eyes.
"Oh not much. Just got starved while some demons held me prisoner...at an old warehouse. But I'm okay...I'm so tired...Sam."
You don't hear the rest of his questions as you quickly drift off to sleep, but you know that you're safe here with him. And that's enough for now.
