Supernatural Oneshots

Claimed>>Team Free Will (A&O AU)

Prompt (request): You get put in the hospital because a demon attacked you.
In researching the demon case, the boys are lead to you.

•Polyamorous relationship•

Y/n's POV:

The steady beep of a heart monitor next to you is what awoke you from sleep-like death. You groaned and sat up.

Joints popping and muscles stretching. You felt like you were sitting up after being dead for 20 years. You pulled on the little chain to call for the nurse.

A short stout woman shuffled in.

A beta.

There were times you wished you were a beta. Just a happy middle. You could have an alpha or an omega but no. Your stupid genetics made you an omega.

"Oh hello dear!" She says kindly. "Alright just lay back down." She says kindly.

You obey, only because your joints felt ready to fall out of place.

"Now, you had some internal bleeding due to blunt force trauma, okay?" She says nod, signaling you understood. "We're gonna keep you here for a while, just to make sure you're alright." She says. You nod once more.

"What happened?" You ask hoarsely.

"An old farmer brought you in after finding you nearly beat to death in his barn." She says. "The police are still investigating who did it."

You nod again. The memories you had from that night were fuzzy and out of order. You remember a few things.

Black eyes

"I know your mates"

Sulfur

"Tell me where they are!"

You rubbed your eyes and laid back down. Your head began to hurt as did your abdomen.

Of fucking course. You just happen to go into heat while in a damn hospital, you aren't allowed to leave.

You groaned and clutched your stomach as cramps ripped away at you. The nurse looked back up at you and stopped fiddling with your bag.

"Oh, you're in heat aren't you dear?" She said. You groaned and nodded. "Okay, we can put some pain meds into your IV, okay?" She says.

"Okay." You say weakly. You saw her inject a clear liquid into your IV bag and she left a few minutes later. You felt the pain in your stomach lessen but you could still feel the dull contracting feeling.

This pattern is repeated for a day or two. You would wake up, the nurse would check on you and give you pain meds, repeat. It was pretty dull but at least it was predictable.

You were scheduled to go home tomorrow.

Today though, something was different. Three men walked in all wearing jackets of some kind. On had a green jacket. Another had a trench coat and the really tall one had a brown jacket on.

"Hello, ma'am." The one with the green jacket said. "I'm Dean, this is Sam," he points to the tall one. "And Cas." He signals to the one in the trench coat.

"Why are you here?" You ask hesitantly.

"We're the detectives on your case ma'am," Dean says. "Your name is, y/n, right?" He asks. You nod.

"We just need to ask a few questions y/n," Sam says softly as he sits on the chair next to your bed. You nod.

"What do you remember from that night?" Dean asks sitting in the chair on the other side of your bed. Cas sits on the foldout across the room, listening to you three.