Requested by: jennifer_payne112800

Imagine: Sam saves you from a vampire.

It was no secret that you had fallen for the youngest Winchester. Although you had never told him in person, you were pretty sure he knew by the way you acted.

The same way you were pretty sure that he felt the same way about you. But both of you had been through too much. You both knew the dangers of being in a relationship in the hunting life. It only meant death. And at this point losing each other would be like losing your other half.

Dean had been out on a hunt with Cas, leaving you and Sam alone. You and him were supposed to just have a relaxing day in. But things changed when you decided to go to the store.

"Hey Sammy, do you want popcorn?" you asked him, approaching him in the store. But before you could get an answer, a pair of extremely strong arms wrapped around your waist from behind you and started pulling you backwards.

You screamed and started struggling, but your attacker started running with you in his arms. Sam's eyes widened at the scene that was happening in front of him as he quickly dropped the items onto the floor that he was holding and started running after you.

You continued to struggle against your attacker as you heard Sam yell, "Y/N!" That was the last thing you heard before a fist collided with your temple, knocking you out.

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You woke up in a dimly lit room, handcuffed down to a chair. Whoever took you knew you would be able to break out if they tied you down with rope.

You tried moving your hands and feet but you couldn't, not even a little, the handcuffs were too tight. You let out a sigh of disappointment as you heard the door to the room open. You looked over at the door, seeing a man dressed in all black with brown hair and green eyes coming closer to you.

"Good morning, beautiful," he stated with a smirk. "What do you want?" you responded. He didn't reply, he just kept walking closer to you until he was right in front of you. He ran a finger down the side of your face wearing a devilish smile.

He then opened his mouth revealing his fangs. "Vampire," you muttered. "Correct!" he said with a little too much fake enthusiasm. "And you, my dear, are a hunter," he continued, looking you dead in the eye.

"So, what? I wasn't coming after you, so why did you come after me?" you asked him. "Because Sam Winchester killed the love of my life. So now I'm gonna kill his," he replied brushing the hair off if you neck and looking at it as if he was about to lunge as any time.

He bent down and you tried to move away, but you couldn't. He was taking his time as he inched closer and closer to your neck. You kept anticipating for the bite to come, but it never did. When you finally felt his lips touch your neck, your breath hitched.

But instead, he placed a small kiss there and then whispered in your ear, "But, let's have some fun first."

He then stood up and grabbed a knife off of a nearby counter. He plunged the knife into your shoulder before dragging it down your arm. You let out a small yell of pain. Not enough to give him satisfaction. He pulled the blade out and licked the blood off of it.

"Mmm, I can't wait to eat you," he said with a sly smile. There was a tap on his shoulder and the vampire turned around to see none other than Sam Winchester there. "You're not going to get the chance to," Sam told the vampire before swiftly chopping off his head with his machete.

You breathed a sigh of relief as Sam quickly rush over to you. "Are you okay?" he asked, panic filling every inch of his body. "I'm fine. Thanks for saving me," you replied with a smile. "Anytime," he smiled back.

He broke the handcuffs and you rubbed your wrists before following Sam out to a black Cadillac that was sitting in front of the abandoned building you had been taken to. You raised an eyebrow at Sam and he told you, "Yes, I stole it, but I was going to return it after I saved you."

You laughed at his words before getting into the car. Sam got in as well, and drove back to the place where he stole the car. You and Sam then went back to the Bunker.

You went into your room and changed into a tank top. With that on, you were able to see clearly how deep your wound ran. You were going to need stitches.

Sam came in your room with the first aid kit, and asked, "Can I?" You nodded your head and sat on your bed as Sam came closer to you.

He pulled out the needle and thread and began to carefully stitch you up. "I'm sorry this happened to you Y/N, it should have never happened," he told you, concentrating on the stitches.

You looked at how adorable Sam looked and told him, "It's okay, this isn't my worst wound." "Did he say what he wanted?" Sam asked. "Revenge. Apparently you killed the love of his life," you told him.

Sam stopped for a moment, thinking about what you said before continuing to stitch your wound. The next few minutes were spent in silence. Sam finished the stitches and then grabbed a bottle of alcohol that he had also brought in.

He popped off the lid and then interlaced his fingers with yours. You heart fluttered at the action, but you tried not to let it show. "Ready?" he asked. You nodded your head and Sam poured the alcohol over your wound.

You squeezed his hand as you winced. Eventually you let your head fall onto his chest until the pain had subsided. Once your arm started feeling better, you looked up into Sam's hazel eyes and he was smiling softly at you.

Your lips were only inched apart and your felt so connected to Sam. Part of you just wanted to lean in, but the other part of you knew you couldn't. You decided not to give into your temptation.

"Thanks for taking care of me Sam," you told him instead. He nodded his head and then wrapped a bandage around your arm. He began to clean up the things he used to stitch your arm, and then he stood up from the kneeling position he had been in before.

"Hey Y/N," he said, making you hopeful that he would finally say something. "Yeah?" you asked, a sparkle in your eye. Sam paused for a moment before saying, "Nevermind."

You let out a small sigh before returning the fake smile to your face. "Okay," you replied as Sam walked out of the room closing the door behind him.

You tried to distract yourself from what just happened as you stood up off of your bed. You didn't take more than one step when there a knock on your door.

You raised an eyebrow as you went over to the door and opened it. "Sam?" you asked, seeing the younger Winchester standing outside your door. He didn't respond, he just took a step in and crashed his lips to yours. You kissed back immediately as you stumbled further into the room.

Sam shut the door to your room before pressing you against it. Your hands ran through his hair, tugging on it as your lips moved in sync with his. When he pulled away, be rested his forehead against yours.

"I'm sorry Y/N, I can't lie to you or myself anymore. I'm so in love with you, and I need you to know that. I know I'm putting you in danger. But I can't spend another day without being with you," he said.

You smiled as you placed your lips against his again before telling him, "It took you long enough, Winchester. I love you too." Sam's face lit up as he wrapped his arms around your waist and leaned down. This kiss was different. It wasn't as passionate. But it held all of the love you had for each other.

One thing was for sure. You and Sam were both so happy that Dean wasn't coming home that night.

Hello my little monsters,

Thanks for reading. I love you all and all of you are amazing!

Always Keep Fighting!

~Caela~