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“Hey, she’s waking up!” you heard a muffled voice shout, your eyes were heavy and trying to fight against tiredness but you finally opened them after what felt like a forever of trying you realised who the voice belonged to.
“Dean, help me carry her” a man shouted while pulling your arm around his shoulders, he lifted you up slightly into the air just enough for you to see your surroundings which consisted of another man slamming a knife into some womans chest before they burst into a bright white light.
A shocking pain surged through your left leg which made you scream in pain, before you started to lose conciousness from the horrible aching you felt you saw the man called Dean running towards you.
Your eyes started to flutter shut weakly. the last thing you remember was a strange mix of colours beginning to form behind Dean.
***Sam and Dean’s P.O.V***
As the strange girl lay spread across the sofa, Sam and Dean sat across the room from where she was sleeping.
“You have any idea who she is?” Sam asked Dean while never taking his eyes off of her “How the heck should I know?” Dean attempted to whisper but it still came out quite loudly “She was just there, the demon had her there before we turned up”
Dean stood up slowly and walked towards the sofa “Do you think she has ID?” he asked as he crept “Back off Dean, let her rest, we will ask her when she wakes up” Sam protested, he remembered what Bobby would say if one of them was hurt or ill when they were younger about rest being the best medicine.
“She’s kinda cute don’t you think?” Dean said bluntly, tilting his head to the side as if he was inspecting her “Dude!” Sam argued “What?” Dean asked as though he was completely innocent “That’s kinda creepy”
Some time passed, a good couple of hours before Sam ran back into the living room where Dean was now watching TV “I got a case, bit of an emergency. We gotta go” he said quickly only popping his head round the corner.
“What about sleeping beauty over here?” Dean asked gesturing towards the Y/H/C girl still asleep after what seemed to be days.
“Don’t worry Dean, I can watch over her” Castiel, that had randomly appeared out of no where but had obviously been listening in “Damn it, Cas. I’m getting you a bell!” Dean raised his voice from being slightly startled before running after his brother shouting “I owe you one”
***Readers P.O.V***
When you awoke you realised you weren’t back at your motel room where you should be but instead where in a very old but large room.
“Hello” a gruff voice said, bringing your attention to your right “Um… Hello? Where am I?” you asked the brown haired man who was wearing a tie backwards, did he realise he was wearing it wrong or was it a fashion statement.
“You are in the Men of Letters bunker, but I don’t think Sam and Dean wanted me to tell anyone that. You certainly are not a Man of Letters, or a Woman of Letters, nor a demon or angel… I can’t tell. What are you?” he replied, it sounded as though he was talking gibberish. Angels? Demons? Had he gone mad?
“Slow down. How many have you had? Who are Sam and Dean?” you laughed slightly while trying not to wince from the pain in your leg as you sat up.
“What are you?” he asked again, a lot more firm this time, standing up as he said this obviously getting defensive.
“I’m me, just me. A normal human being like me and you” you shouted, trying to sound tough to maybe scare him or make him worried to attack you. Considering you had just woken up in a place you didn’t recognise with a man you didn’t know you didnt really stand a chance.
“I am not human” he said “What? Don’t be stupid! you laughed again, he defiantly was crazy “I am an angel of the lord and Sam and Dean have asked me to watch over you” he said again, you had no idea who these people were but you knew you had to get out of here.
“Look, I don’t know who you are, I don’t know what you’ve been smoking but I don’t want any part of it” you shouted attempting to stand up, but being held in place by this unknown man.
His arms were like rocks with a grip of steel.
“Sam and Dean said-” “I don’t give a damn what Sam and Dean said, who even are they?!” you yelled at the top of your lungs to this blue eyed stranger.
“Ah, so she’s finally awake then” a green eye’d man with short brown hair leaned against the door frame while a slightly taller man with long hair stood behind him.
“We take you in and this is what we get”