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Kidnapped {Ethan x Reader} (Part 2)

(Y/n) P.O.V.

I'm not sure how long I've been here. Hours, days, weeks. The demon wants info on my brothers, but I won't give anything to him. Various forms of torture adorn my body in cuts, bruises, burns, and welts. Everything hurts, but I won't spill. "You have 5 seconds to tell my where the Winchester brothers are, or this hammer gets the pleasure of shattering your knee." He threatens. I try to move away instinctively, but the bounds are too strong. "5." I keep struggling. "4." Then I hear something is the distance. Hope fills my chest a little, and I keep struggling. "3." I pray that someone finds me. I need to get back to Ethan. "2." "I'm not telling you shit." I spit. He shrugs. "Have it your way. 1." He lifts the hammer above him, and I close my eyes, bracing impact. But I hear the door slam open. I open my eyes to see my brothers. Hammer forgotten, the demon turns away form me.

"Let her go you son of a bitch." Dean hisses. "Winchesters. I finally have you. You take care of a little something, as I let her go." The demon gives a sinister smile. "How about I just kill you now, and we call it day." Dean says. Sam stays alert, looking for an opportunity to get either me or the demon. The demon grabs a knife, holding it to my throat. "Make on move towards me, and she dies." They share a look. "What do you want?" Sam asks. "Kill Crowley." I speak up now. "Jeez, you kidnapped me for a little grudge? Couldn't you have found someone who actually cares about killing him? I mean, we got better things to do." I roll my eyes. "Shut up, bitch!" My brothers stiffen.

The demon returns focus to my brothers. "He killed my brother. Are you saying you wouldn't do the same?" He says. "Demons have family?" I scoff. The demon hisses in anger. He lunges for the hammer, and aims it above his head to my my knee. But his back was turned, and Sam stabbed him with the demon knife before he could hit me. "Don't turn your back on a Winchester, you bastard." I say. Sam rushes to untie me, while Dean looks me over. "We need to get you to a hospital." He thinks out loud. "Ya think?" I may be in pain, but I can't hold in the sarcasm. "I'm just glad you're alive." Sam says hugging me after I'm free. I smile. "Yes, yes, love you too, but hospital. And a phone." I say. "Phone?" Dean asks. "Ethan." He just rolls his eyes, and lifts my bridal style to the car.

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"Oh thank God, (Y/n)!" Ethan rushes into the room. He embraces me, gently to avoid hurting my now bandaged body. "Oh, I love you so much, I'm so sorry. I was so worried." I peck his lips, and wipe some tears. "I love you too." We are interrupted by someone clearing their throat. I look up and remember my brothers are still in the room. "Right, sorry. Ethan this is-" "Sam and Dean. We met." He says. I give him a confused look, then my brothers. Dean mouths 'FBI' and I nod. "You never told me they were federal agents." Ethan says. I look down. "You know what. I think you deserve the truth." I say. He looks confused. "What?" I make him sit on the bed with me. "Well, it started when my mom died."