Chapter 12
You wake up tied to a chair. You gruff as you try to get out of the tight ropes. Fortunately only your hands are tied behind the backrest, so it shouldn't be such a problem to get out of it. You slowly raise your head and look around. Next to you sits Dean, also tied up, Sam is on the opposite side of yours, surprisingly also tied up. All of you are in a basement and directly in front of you is a large puddle of blood.
"Dean! Sam!" You whisper. They stir on their seats, but stay unconscious. Damn! You try to wiggle out of the ropes, but they are just too freaking tight!
Suddenly Dean groans and raises his head. When he realizes, where he is, he starts cutting his ropes with one of his hidden knives. After a minute Dean is finally free, he quickly helps you and then both of you move to Sam. After few slaps he finally wakes up.
"Let's get out of here." Dean whispers and all of you walk to the stairs and quietly open the door on the top. When you step into the living room, there are 2 guys, sitting on a sofa. When they notice you, they jump up. You haven't seen these before, so they had to knock out Sam and Dean earlier.
"The hunters just don't know when they should stop." One of them shakes his head. You remember, that you hid a silver knife in your shoe. You bend down, before they attack, and take it out.
"Well, it's our job." You shrug and run towards one of them, kicking him in the stomach. The Winchesters have the other one. The one you are dealing with reacts quickly and throws you on the ground. You huff as you hit the floor, but collect yourself quickly. You jump back on your legs, prepared to defend yourself.
"Aw, you are so cute." He chuckles. You shoot him a glare and then punch him in the face. Because you wear silver rings, oh how you love these things!, it burns his cheek and he screams in agony. You don't wait for another chance and stab him in his heart with the silver knife. After he dies, you turn to the other one. Sam is nowhere to be seen and Dean is punching the other one in his face over and over again. You rush to him and stab him in the heart as well.
"You're welcome." You smile at Dean as you pull out the knife.
"Hurry up, Sam went to get our weapons back." Dean runs away and you follow him.
You find Sam in a fight with a woman. Before you can help him, Dean tears the knife out of your hand and stabs the woman in her heart instead of you. Okaaay.
So the only ones left are two more and Robert himself. You, Dean and Sam hurry into the next room, where you find your weapons. You let out a sound of relief. But before you have the chance to grab your stuff, you hear a cracking sound behind you. You turn around just in time to block the knife, which was supposed to stab into your back. But instead of stabbing in your back, Robert stabs you into your shoulder. You don't have time to scream or to do anything else, because Robert gets a headshot. The knife is still in your shoulder though and it freaking hurts. You pull the knife out, panting heavily. Dean rushes to you, giving you your gun.
"Hey, don't worry, we'll take care of it, okay?" He sounds super worried, which is quite normal if you consider all the blood bleeding from your shoulder. You just nod and focus back on the hunt. You prowl between the boys, but you don't meet any other werewolves until you get out of the house.
The 2 werewolves are at the Impala, arguing what they should do with it. When they see you, they freeze. Dean and Sam aim their guns at them, while you shakily raise your gun as well. Before you have the chance to shoot one of them, Dean and Sam already shoot them in their hearts. You sigh as you lower your gun down.
Sam helps you to get into the impala and once you all sit, Dean steps on the pedal and the engine roars to life.
You don't know where you are heading. You just hold your shoulder to reduce the blood loss. But it's not really helping, you feel weaker and weaker.
"Hey (y/n), stay with us, we're almost there." You see Sam turning to you before everything goes black.
You are awoken by a burning pain in your shoulder. You scream in agony and try to push away the offender, but strong hands push you down on the bed.
"Calm down, (y/n), it's just us. Sammy's cleaning your wound." Dean says to you. You calm down a bit when you hear his voice and see his green eyes looking into yours. You nod and bite your lip to not scream again, when you feel the whiskey burning your wound. Once you feel the needle in your skin, you close your eyes and try to focus on something else, like Dean holding you down with his strong but gentle hands to not move. You focus on the dreams you have had about him.
After everything is done, Sam has to rip your t-shirt, so he can bandage your shoulder. Dean helps you sit up and holds you as Sam's bandaging you.
"Could I get some painkillers?" You ask them, when Sam's finished. Dean hands you glass of water and some pills. After you wash it down, you lie back on the bed, exhausted. The brothers leave you to get some sleep as well.
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