Bad Things
Characters: Sam x Reader, Dean, Reader’s boyfriend
Prompt: Day Seventeen, a song that you often hear on the radio
Words: 2,219
Warnings: Flangst, violence/abuse
A/N: This is the second part to Dreaming Alone. I was really tempted to make it full angst, either way I regret nothing.>:D But if you’d like to be tagged let me know!
Dean frowned when he noticed the coffee pot was empty. Usually Sam was the first one awake. He'd jog and make coffee, but today none of that seemed to been done. With a sigh Dean made his way to his brother's room. Sam was curled up and holding a pillow closely to him. Dean quickly and quietly left the doorway, and headed for the library. Dean found Sam's laptop and opened it up.
He rubbed his face and pulled out his phone; deciding to call your phone. His heart dropped when it went to the voicemail. Someone else's voice went through the motions and he ended the call. He made quick work of trying to find you. Part of him hoped you'd be around the area they last saw you. But there was also a chance you ventured out further, which he didn't want to think of that. With no luck he quickly found a photo in his phone. It would work perfectly.
Sam was tiredly heading down the hall and towards the kitchen. When Dean heard him coming by he quickly exited the browser and shut the laptop.
Sam stopped in the doorway rubbing his face. His eyes were bloodshot and he still looked exhausted even though he just woke up.
"Find a case," he asked yawning.
Dean gulped a bit before adjusting in his seat, "Yeah. Missing person's case.... Seems a bit fishy. So get you some coffee, food, whatever you need and we'll head out."
Sam nodded and headed for the kitchen.
Dean quickly headed for his room to gather what they'd need.
You slowly opened your eyes to find your boyfriend walking past the kitchen. He was grumbling under his breath. After blinking a few times and adjusting to the light, you decided to push yourself up off the cold floor. A yelp escaped as pain surged it's way up your arm; the broken bones in your hand jolting and crying in pain from the use. Tears fell down your face as you got to your feet, shaking. Your boyfriend growled and moved you away from the fridge to open it.
"If you aren't going to make any food then get out of my way. Or better yet get out of the kitchen."
You flinched and hurried out and towards the bathroom. Once in the safety of the locked room you peeled away your clothes. Your body throbbed as your muscles ached. Brusies and cuts decorated your body in all shapes and sizes. Every part of you seemed to cry in pain from the movements you were making. You climbed into the warm water of the shower, enjoying the small time of privacy you could get.
Dean had his bag over his shoulder and headed for the kitchen to see Sam ready to go. He was drinking an Irish coffee. The only way he knew was the fact his brother forgot to put the alcohol away afterwards. A sigh escaped him as he took the cup from his brother.
"What the hell Dean? I was drinking that!"
"You don't need to be getting wasted this early. We have a case. I need you focused."
"I am focused. I will be. I'm fine."
"No you aren't. You don't think I haven't noticed that the past 3 and a half months have been hell for you? You cry yourself to sleep and wake up with bloodshot eyes. Even when we're invested in a case you aren't fully there. I'd rather her life be at risk than deal with you during a case like this. Damn it Sam, you need her. I'm pretty sure she needs you too."
Sam's jaw clenched, tears forming at his eyes. He gulped and fought the urge to sob right then and there.
"You have no idea what you're talking about Dean. Besides, this is what's best."
"What's best? Damn it Sam.... You said you could handle it and then as soon as it happened you turned her away. You left her.... How is that what's best?"
"It's keeping her safe. Keeping her alive Dean! I wouldn't expect you to understand. We're leaving her be and that's final."
Dean sighed, "Fine. Let's go."
The two brothers headed out of the bunker in their fed suits and into the car. Dean didn't let off the gas as he spead to the location of the town they left you in.
You stepped out of the shower and wrapped yourself in the towel. Quickly, you made your way into the bedroom. You were getting dressed when your boyfriend came into the room.
"I don't get a little show?"
"I have errands to run," you said simply.
He frowned and gripped your face, "You're staying home today. The doctor can wait. Your hand is fine."
You just stood there completely blank. Fear was settled in your entire body. All you could do was simply nod.
Dean asked the motel managers and anyone he could think of. None of them saw you. Dean sighed and the two climbed back into the car.
"Do you think you can check the traffic cameras and any cameras in the nearby towns?"
Sam's brows furrowed, "Uh yeah. Just head to that dinner we saw so I can pull it all up."
Dean nodded and did like his brother asked. Sam quickly got to work on his laptop.
Sam checked a few days back to the time Dean said the person went missing. He had no idea who he was looking for, which frustrated him. Until he figured it out. He saw you getting into a car with a man. There was a cast on your hand, causing his jaw to clench.
His eyes darted from over the screen to his brother, "Seriously? You brought me here telling me it was a hunt...."
"It is. We're hunting her down."
"No we aren't Dean. We're going to leave and go find monsters to deal with."
Dean sighed, "Sam you love her. I would give anything to have Lisa back. But I can't. I messed up and look how it ended up. I regret letting anything happen to her. It was because I left. Don't you get that?"
Sam gulped at the memory, feeling his throat closing. Tears burned at his eyes; his heart aching.
"Even if I wanted to Dean she has a boyfriend.... It's clear she's moved on. She doesn't need me anymore."
Dean sighed and flipped the computer around. He got the plate and town he needed. Quickly shutting it, he grabbed it and stood up.
"Sam come on. If you aren't going to get her, I at least wanna make sure she's alright."
Things seemed to be fine. He had just had small fits of anger. But those moments were well past gone. His small fits of anger had melted into rage. You didn't know what set him off, but all you knew is you wanted out. You quickly grabbed your phone and hurried for the door. All you wanted was fresh air. Something outside of the confines of the apartment. You were feeling trapped- prisoned.
However he grabbed you and pulled you back, shutting the door. He threw your phone to the wall busting it. Tears fell down your face. That phone held the memories of you and Sam. Though your boyfriend never knew that. If he had, he would've destroyed it long ago. The last bit of Sam you had was now broken and gone. A sob escaped as you pleaded for him to stop. He didn't care. He slammed you into the wall.
"You don't get to leave without my permission! I don't need you whoring it up out there!"
Punches were thrown your way, leaving you shaking. You headed for the kitchen. Part of you hoped you'd find something to use as defense, the other just wanted away from him. Even still, he knew what you were doing. And suddenly the kitchen seemed like the worse idea in the world.
Knees were thrown into the mix. Your ribs ached as your lungs felt like they were on fire. He slammed your head causing a gash to open up. Blood pooled onto the surface and fell down your skin. Tears began to mix in the crimson liquid.
Sam and Dean found their way to the apartment complex after the call with the police station. Dean lead the way in, having been the one to make the call. Sounds of slamming and shouting could be heard, but not pinpointed to the exact place yet. Dean approached the door and knocked. Shuffling was heard from beyond the door and soon your boyfriend answered it.
"Can I help you," he spat out angrily.
Sam's face fell upon the sight of him.
Dean cleared his throat and held up his badge, "FBI. Agent Bruce and Banner. We need to have a word with Y/N. We've been informed she lives here."
Your boyfriend huffed, "She doesn't live here."
Sam's stomach dropped in worry. Millions of possibilities clouded his mind. Had you moved on? Had you been kidnapped?
Dean's brow shot up, "Well just a few days ago she was still here. Any idea where she went?"
He shrugged, "Didn't tell me. Don't care."
Your boyfriends lies were soon realized when they heard faint sobs. Your breathing shook as you breathed in to let out another cry. Every part of you throbbed as your lungs were blazing. You were dizzy and couldn't tell up from down.
Dean quickly walked in with Sam following. Your boyfriend was beyond vexed now and tried to shove them out.
Sam quickly moved and hurried for the room your cries were coming from. Dean on the other hand slammed the man into the wall.
Sam's eyes widened at the sight of you as he hurried over, "Y/N!"
You sobbed and blinked hard, trying to focus on him. He was kneeling down beside you, worry written all over his face.
"F- fuck.... Hang on okay? We're getting you out of here...."
You cried out in pain when Sam gently lifted you up into his arms. He easily held you in one arm as the other brushed your hair from your wound. Sam hurried towards the door with you in his arms.
Dean noticed your condition and his jaw clenched. Dean decked him in the face and left. He called and left a tip to the police as he left.
Sam laid you gently into the backseast, "Y/N hang on..... We're gonna get you to the hospital.... Please hang on...."
However it was too late. You blacked out and Sam choked on the sob that he had been holding back.
Dean quickly climbed into the car, rushing the three of you to the hospital. He clutched the steeringwheel as the flashbacks played through his head. He quickly parked and hurried after Sam into the building.
Sam was shaking as he held you. Even when the nurses tried to seperate him from you, he stood his ground.
"Please.... I don't wanna leave her," he begged.
It took Dean stepping in for Sam to wait. Dean sat impatiently tapping his foot. Sam couldn't stop pacing. Once the doctor gave him the okay, he hurried into your room.
The sound of your heartbeat filled his ears and he sighed with relief. Even though he was told you'd be okay, he wanted to see for himself.
Sam pulled a chair beside your bed, tears fell down his face as he gently grabbed your hand. He cradled it in his large hands, kissing your knuckles. His eyes flicked over to your injured hand and frowned. All of the marks on your body were from your boyfriend. They were all added to the marks you'd already had from hunting. His heart began to ache.
"I'm so sorry.... This is my fault.... If I didn't push you away.... I was scared- a coward... Please forgive me.... Y/N, I need you. I want you.... I don't want to lose you... Not again..."
Sam sighed when you didn't respond. Then again you wouldn't for awhile. You were unconscious. You would be for awhile. Your body took a lot before the point of exhaustion took over. Now you were under pain medication. You were able to sleep peacefully. And even though you were in a hospital bed, it was far warmer than a floor. Sam placed another small kiss to your hand as he rested his forehead against it.
Sam let more tears out. This time they were ones of joy. He found you. You were going to be okay, and they saved you. Sam saved you. And he actually had you back.
You groaned and stirred from your sleep. Your body screamed from the slight movements you bad.
Sam looked up, his hazel eyes on you. He drew a breath in as he watched you blink tightly.
You groaned from the light and Dean turned it down when he stepped in.
A small smile spread across the other Winchester's face.
You blinked a few times and slowly looked to Sam. You were still groggy and tired; the medicine taking full effect. You blinked again, thinking it was all a dream- that Sam wasn't real. When he didn't disappear your eyes began to water.
"Sam?"
Tagging: @sleepywinchester, @kinkystevesgirl, @timeforsmut, @goldenangelbloodcastiel, @because-imma-lady-assface, @growningupgeek, @keelzythe2nd, @abbessolute, @foreverafangirlimages (tagging you since you wanted a part two hun! ^_^)
