Supernatural Shorts

Come Back pt 6 (Sam x Reader)

I don't recall much of how I got back to bunker. I remember blacking out many times from blood loss. I remember Sam's soothing voice as he called out for Cas to show up. I remember a fuzzy looking Dean just standing there, doing nothing. Why wasn't he next to me? I wondered. Why wasn't he encouraging me to stay the way that Sam was? I black out again and wake up in the Impala to Sam holding me telling me, "It's okay, I got you." Those words are enough for me. I lean my head on his shoulder and close my eyes. I feel extremely safe in Sams arms. 

I wake up in my room in the bunker. There's a glass of water sitting on my night stand and a few Advil. I see a small note that said Cas said you might wake up with a headache, this will help it. -Sam. I smile and take the Advil because my head was slowly killing me. I set the paper down and get up. Everything in the room spins and I am back to sitting on my bed. Cas must have done some serious healing to make me feel this way. I look down and lift up my shirt a bit, no scar. No sign of ever being stabbed. Just perfectly smooth skin. The way it has always been.

There is a slight knock on the door and it cracked open, I put my shirt down. Dean walks in. "Hey," his voice sounds relieved. But Dean isn't who I want to see. Not after he just stood there staring at me while I bled out. He was always so quick to get to Sam or someone else when they were attacked or on the brink of death. "You're awake."

"Yeah," I fake a smile. "And starving too. How long was I out?"

"A couple days," Dean says sitting next to me. His fingertips drawing circles on my arm and making their way up to the buttons of my shirt. "I can fix the starving part though." Dean leans in to try and brush his lips on my cheek.

"Not that kind of starving," I get up and with luck, I managed to stay up and not fall over. I see the shock on Deans face by the rejection and for some reason I don't feel bad. "Starving as in I want a nice fat juicy hamburger. Preferably wrapped in bacon." 

I watch as Dean forces a small smile. "Right," he gets up and you can visibly see his hard cock pressing through his jeans. "Um, let me just get ready and then I can take you to that burger joint in town." Dean get ups and walks right out of the room. 

I take a deep breath, grab my cup and walk out of the room. I hear the shower down the hall and knew exactly what Dean was doing. I am really tempted to slip on in there with him but, I knew I can't. I go straight to the kitchen and see Sam sitting at the table eating a sandwich. My heart takes a sudden a stop and I take in a deep breath. 

"Hey," Sam finishes the bite he took. "You're awake! How do you feel?" Sam gets up and hugs me. Without thinking, I take in his scent as I hug him back. 

"I'm okay," I pull back but notice that Sam's hand lingers a few seconds on my side. "Dean says I was out for a few days." 

Sam tenses up at Deans name. I didn't want to ask about because I'm sure I would hear it from Dean later. "Yeah, Cas found out that there was poison in your blood,"Sams voice is hard. What the hell happened while I was out? I wonder. "It had spread pretty fast and Cas wasn't sure if you'd pull through." His voice somewhat breaks, and he straightens up and he's back to looking like normal Sam. Except, he isn't normal Sam. Something is bothering him. 

"Well," I say patting his arm. "I'm awake and alive. Cas did a good job like he always does." 

My hand slowly slides down Sams arm and he catches and holds it. I give a small smile as he rubs his thumb across my hand. It feels nice. It feels right. I clearly don't want it to end and the look in Sam's eyes says the same thing. He takes a step forward to close the gap between when Deans voice startles us both from down the hall. We take a step back and Sam drops my hand.