Supernatural X Reader One Shots

{Sam & Dean Winchester X Winchester!Reader} Nurse Y/N

A/N: spn-imagines-nation is where i get most of my ideas😂 double update cause the last one was rlly short. hope you enjoy! (female reader)

warnings: mention of blood/injury

907 words

You sat on the motel bed, biting your nails. Your brothers had been gone for hours, and you were starting to get worried. You were at the library doing some research when they had left. You came back to the motel to a note on the table that Sam had wrote. They had went out without you. It was a simple salt and burn, so it was quite a shock when they came back broken and bloody.

You heard the rev of an engine outside, and you quickly stood up and walked outside. You saw the familiar chevy impala in a parking spot right outside your room. "Sam! Dean!" you practically yelled as you ran to the car. You went to the drivers side as Dean opened the door. He climbed out, groaning in pain as he tried to stand. "Go help Sam" you nodded and ran to the passenger side.

You opened the door and helped him out, throwing his arm around your shoulders. You helped him walk up to the motel room. "Jesus you guys! What happened?" you asked as you placed Sam down on the nearest bed. You ran to your bag, pulling out a first aid kit. "It looks like you guys are going to need stitches! I thought this was just a salt and burn! What the hell happened out there?!" you were furious that they had gone without you. You knew they only wanted to protect you, but you could handle yourself.

"It was a more vengeful and angry spirit then we had predicted. It gave us a run for our money" Dean chuckled dryly, but winced at the pain it cause him. You gave him a cloth to stop the bleeding on his head. "Hold that there" you told him before walking quickly over to Sam.

Sam had leaned back on the bed, his eyes closed. "Hey, wake up there Sammy" you patted his face lightly, unbuttoning his shirt. He only groaned as you peeled away his soaking shirt. You shook your head when you saw the marks on his chest. You could see three distinct cuts going diagonal down his chest. "Jesus christ..." you muttered as you placed cloth on it.

You looked over to Dean as you did this. "You okay over there?" you asked him. He nodded. "Yeah... I'm good" he pulled the cloth away from his forehead to look at it. "Damn, I'm really bleeding, aren't I?" you shook your head and scoffed at him. "Yeah, you are, idiot. Now put that back on your head" he followed your orders.

You turned your attention back to Sam, who still had his eyes closed. "You still with me Sam?" he grunted in response as you pulled the cloth away. You cleaned up the cuts, causing him to hiss in pain. "I'm sorry" you whispered as you got ready to stitch him up. You had given him stitches before, so he already knew what was coming.

It took you a while to stitch up his cuts. They were huge, and deep into his skin. Once you finished, you sat him up, pulling off his jacket and shirt completely. You wrapped bandages around his torso before handing him a clean shirt. You cleaned up the smaller cuts on his face and placed bandaids where they were needed. "Thanks Y/N" you nodded to him. "Lay down. Get some rest" He laid back, not even bothering to take off his shoes.

You rushed over to Dean, standing in front of him. You pushed his hand away, and he moved it to rest in his lap. You pulled the cloth away, setting it down on the bed next to you. You cleaned the blood off his face, examining his wound. "It's not too bad. You don't need any stitches. Just ... a huge bandaid" you careful placed a bandaid on his forehead before patting him down for other injuries. "Anything else?" he shrugged then winced.

You helped him pull off his jacket and shirt, immediately noticing a cut on his right bicep. "That's gonna need stitches" you observed. You worked quickly, cleaning up the wound and stitching it up in no time.

You grabbed a clean shirt for Dean, throwing it in his lap before grabbing Sam and Dean's dirty, torn clothes. You threw them in a plastic bag before setting them next to your things. You turned to see Dean looking at you. "What?" you questioned as you cleaned up the first aid supplies. "What would we do without you?"

"You would die" you told him matter of factly as you placed the first aid kid back in your back. "You're probably right" he sighed. "Not probably, I am right. Now lay down and get some rest" you told him, placing a hand on his chest and pushing him backwards. He kicked off his shoes and laid back against his pillow. You walked over to the other bed, pulling Sam's shoes off for him. "We're lucky to have you around to clean us up" you nodded as you pulled off your own shoes. "Yes you are. Be happy you have someone like me to put up with your shit" you said, climbing into bed next to him.

"Not gonna share with Sammy?" he questioned. "He's a lot worse than you are. Just don't hog the damn covers" you turned, laying on your side, facing away from him. "Can't make any promises"