February Drabble 23
Drabble 146/365 (Continuation January Drabble 14)
“Sam?” you heard a voice coming from the house you left a few minutes ago with Sam.
“Over here!” Sam called back and the next moment the other man stood next to you. “Is the vampire dead?”
“Of course,” the man answered. “Who do you take me for?”
You couldn’t suppress a small smile at their banter as Sam rolled his eyes.
“Y/N, this is my brother Dean,” he introduced. “Dean, this is Y/N.”
“Hey there, sweetheart. You alright?” Dean asked, concern written over his face.
“Yeah. Just got a couple of bruises, nothing too bad. He played with me more than anything else,” you explained, noticing how you began to shake again at the thought of the vampire. My God you nearly got killed tonight.
Sam noticed the tears that began to form in your eyes and he touched your shoulder.
“Hey,” he soothed you. “You’re alright. It’s over.”
“I know,” you replied. “It’s just…” You couldn’t bring yourself to end the sentence as the emotions started to overcome you. Trying to hide your face behind your eyes so they wouldn’t see you crying, you felt Sam’s arms come around you in a comforting embrace.
“I got you.”