Ouch
That was my first thought. My head was pounding like a bitch. I slowly sat up and looked around to get my bearings. I was back in the motel. what the hell happened last night? I looked down and realized I was no longer in my dress from last night. I was in one of Dean's shirts and a pair of shorts. Then I remembered. That guy. I got drugged. He tried to... THAT BASTARD. But Dean. Dean saved me. Forever, my hero, I guess. I stood up just as my hero walked in the door with donuts and Sammy at his heels.
"Hey, sexy. How you feelin'" Dean asked setting the donuts done. "Honestly hot stuff... Been better." He chuckled at my response. I walked over to him and threw my arms around him, hiding my face in his neck. He put his arms around me and held me just as tight. "Thank you Dean-o... for always protecting me," I spoke into his neck. He grunted and hugged me tighter. "What happened to... Collin?" I asked cautiously. "I got there before he did anything. And after I beat the hell outta that son of a bitch, the police came and took him away. Apparently you weren't the first minor he took advantage of so... we won't be hearin' from him anytime soon." Dean smiled pushing the hair outta my face. "You look like hell... here have some medicine." He said throwing me a donut. "Thanks. I have the world's worst hangover." I said taking a bite. "Oh, so you DON'T wanna come with me and Sammy on this case that Dad just gave us," Dean said with his eyebrows raised. "What case?!?!" I jumped in excitement. "Oh no no! You don't feel well remember. You had a traumatic experience AND the worst hangover IN THE WORLD. No, you can't hunt." Dean said sarcastically. "Screw traumatic! LET'S KILL SOMETHING! NOW, WHAT CASE!" I yelled holding onto Dean's shirt.
"How you feel about a ghost hunt?"
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Raised in the Life (DISCONTINUED*)
FanficY/N Y/L/N is the daughter of two infamous hunters. When she was four years only her Mom and Dad left her with an old hunting friend, Mary Winchester. When her parents never came back from the hunt Mary and John decided to keep Y/N. A few weeks later...
