Originally posted by downworldean

Save me from her - Part 3 ( Last chapter )

Sam x Daughter!Reader

Word Count : 2100

Summary : Sam and Dean go on a hunt when they get an unexpected surprise.

Warning : Character Death.

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Sam was shocked. What does she mean her mother is making her do this? Why would she make her do this? He had so many questions but no answers.

“Seriously?” Dean said before looking at his brother. “First demon bitch Ruby and now Miss Crazy pants who’s apparently forcing her daughter to kill people. You have a weird taste in ladies, man”

He expected for Sam to give him the classic bitchface, maybe an eyeroll. But all he got were teary puppy-like eyes which slowly turned determinent.

“We’re going to hack into the school system, find her adress, and save my daughter.” He said looking up at the older Winchester and the angel with a hard look.

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Y/N walked slipped inside her house and quietly closed the door. She was hoping her mother was asleep so she wouldn’t have to deal with her. But all that hope vanished once she heard her clear her throat. Y/N closed her eyes and slowly turned around to face the person who gave her life but also the one who made her want to end it.

“Where were you?” She said suspiciously calm.

“I was at the libary.” Y/N lied to her.

“You mean the libary that is closed at the moment?” Her mother, Layna, asked her as her anger was beginning to show. “You better answer me before I let them free.” She threathend her.

Y/N eyes widened as water filled them, she began to tremble from fear, the scars all over her body began to tinkle reminding her what happened the last time she let them free. But she didn’t want to tell her, She wouldn’t tell her.

“I went out.” She simply replied wanting her mother to let the topic go, but then again when did she ever do that?

“If you don’t tell me where you went, I will let them free and this time I won’t stop them from ripping you into pieces.” Layna told her daughter, rage burning her eyes.

“No, please. Don’t let them out, please! Everything but them.” The young girl begged as she fell on her knees looking up at - the woman who was supposed to take care of her - tears running down her face

“Then tell me!” She yelled.

“I was with the Winchesters.” Y/N told her.

“You’re lying.” Layna snarled making Y/N shake her head repeateadly.

“I’m not. I swear I’m not.” She told her.

“Did you kill Sam Winchester?” Her mother asked her making her heart stop beating for a moment but she shook her head again, preparing herself knowing she’s going to get punished and not the usual punishment but the one where the wolves of hell are used.

“I couldn’t, I can’t. He’s a good man. He’s my father.” She told her mother with a small voice while looking at the floor she was kneeling on.

She stayed on the floor as Layna walked away which made hef confused. Isn’t she going to do anything? She tought to herself. That question was answered as she heared barking and heavy footsteps come upstairs from the basement.

“No, no ,no ,no. Please, please don’t do this. I’m begging you. No.” Y/N pleaded while scrambling backwards trying to get away as far as possible, even tough she knew it wasn’t going to help. Suddenly she felt somethings breath against her cheek, she closed her eyes, praying to get out of this alive, right before a scream erupted out of her troath as she felt claws sink into her skin.

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Sam, Dean and Castiel were in the car on their way to Y/N when Castiel heard a prayer from a certain brunette.

“Drive faster. I just heard a prayer from Y/N something is happening.” He told the brothers, immediatly Dean pressed harder on the gas pedal speeding down the road, when they got there they sprung out of the car, already hearing the painfilled screams coming from Y/N.

Dean kicked the door open and they ran inside. All of them froze and let out a gasp at what they saw. Blood painting the walls and covering her body as she lay ground, it was impossible to see where the wounds started and where they closed. The two hellhounds stopped attacking her as their eyes moved to the trio and found their new victim. Castiel took his angel blade out and plunged it in trough the throat of the hellhound who tried to get a bite of him. Dean took out his blade too as the other one came at him and yelled at Sam to get Y/N which made him snap out of his trance and run to his daughter.

“Y/N?” Sam asked, his vision blurry as water pooled in his eyes.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” Y/N apologized as blood began to come out of her mouth.

“There is nothing to be sorry for,sweetheart. You’re going to be fine, okay?” He told her as he tried his best not to break down. She only managed to nod at him since her whole body hurt from doing anything. He picked her up causing her to scream out and she began to sob, Sam grimaced hearing her cries. Dean yelled at him to bring her to the hospital and that he and Cas would take care of Layna, so he carried her to the impala and put her in the backseat, he kept reassuring her she would be fine. But she still needed to know one thing in case she wouldn’t make it out.

“Why are you helping me?” She asked him.

“W-what?” He asked her confused.

“I killed all of my friends and I’m half demon, I don’t deserve to live. I’m a monster” She cried out while desparately gasping for air.

“Look at me.” He demanded “ None of that was your fault, okay? None of it. So don’t ever think you don’t deserve to live, do you understand?” He asked her.

He couldn’t believe what she was saying somehow he taught this was his fault. If he knew she exicted he would have given her the live she deserves, where they live togheter, him teaching her how to hunt, her birthdays, her first break up. But instead of that, here he was driving her to the hospital after being nearly ripped to shreads by hellhounds as she tells him she doesn’t deserve to live. He looked back as he didn’t get an answer and saw she had her eyes closed and her chest stopped rising and falling. When he arrived at the hospital he jumped out and took her inside as doctors running to him with wide eyes as they saw the state Y/N was in.

“What the hell happend to her?” A nurse who walked by asked shaking her head in disbelieve.

They took her out of his arms and held him back as he tried to go with her. He started screaming at them to help her, to save her. Dean and Cas came rushing inside, Dean took his little brother in his arms as his own tears began falling out of his forest green eyes. He kept telling him she was going to be fine, but he knew there had to be a miracle for that to happen. So they did the only thing they could do. Wait, and as soon as the doctor came out they sprung up, eager to know if she was okay.

But with the saddend face he looked at them they doubted he had good news. “I’m sorry.” The moment when he muttered the two words they dreaded to hear, Sam fell on the ground sobbing in his brothers shoulder as the angel watch them sadly. The father had one thing on his mind, This is my fault.

“You sure you want to go alone?” Dean asked Sam. It’s been an hour since the doctor told them Y/N didn’t make it. They had brought her to the morgue now and Sam wanted to go alone. Dean understood why, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t worried.

“Y-yeah, It’s okay, I’ll be okay.” He answered Dean, not even believing himself. Dean just nodded at him not believing him either but didn’t stop him and let him enter the morgue.

Sam walked inside and saw her body on the table a white sheet covering her body. Slowly he walked over, breathing heavily as his shaking hands pulled the sheet back and revealed her face. He quickly let go of the sheet and took a step back and closed his eyes, trying to control his emotions. He walked over again and ran the back of his fingers over her cheeks as he talked.

“I’m so sorry. I’m sorry I failed you. I’m sorry I didn’t help you, I didn’t protect you. I’m sorry I didn’t protect you.” He whispered, feeling his guilt crushing him.

He took a deep breath, kissed her forhead and took one look at her face, then put the sheet back on his original place and walked out. Dean still stood on the same place as before he left him. It was clear he had heared what he said. But didn’t comment on it. Without a word the both of them walked out of there and into the impala. Sam soon fell asleep, tired of the day’s events. Dean looked in the backseat to see Castiel looking out of the window, he turned back to the road as they road to the bunker.

When they got there Sam got out without saying a word. He headed towards the libary - Dean following behind to the books to find a way to get his niece back - and took out a bottle of whiskey, sat on a chair and started downing one glas after another trying to swallow his grief with it, just as he reached to take the bottle for more, someones hand gently gripped his stopping him, he looked up to see the one and only Y/N Winchester.

“Y/N?” Sam whispered with watery eyes, he watched as hers started to get teary too while she nodded.

Dean who had been looking trough the books turned to them as fast as lighting, to say he was surprised was an understatement. How the hell is she alive?

Sam stood up knocking the chair back - not that he cared - and took her in his arms, keeping a tight grip on her not wanting to let go and judging by how hard she was holding him, he guessed she didn’t want to let go either. But he still needed to know this was real and not the alcohol messing with his head. “Are you - are you real?” He asked her she nodded again. “How are you alive, I saw you. You were gone.” His voice cracked as he whispered the last sentence.

“I-I-I don’t…know. One minute everything is dark and I hear this screaming, I-it was so bad, Sam. They were hurting so bad.” She whimpered.

“You mean, like uhm, Hell?” Dean asked carefully not wanting to upset her any more than she already was. She only managed to nod. “You were in hell?” He asked, she nodded. Again. Sam pulled his daughter back, safely in his arms scared she would disappear.

“How did you get out?” Sam asked her, slowly she pulled away from him making him frown. She looked at the ground, everywhere except her father and uncle’s questioning eyes. “Y/N, How did you get out?” He repeated.

“Hello, boys.” A deep familiar voice greeted. “And girl."He corrected himself, The king of Hell.

"Crowley” The brothers answered at the same time.

“What? No, thank you, for pulling your daughter out of the hell fire?” He asked sarcastically.

“You got her out of there?” Dean asked.

“Your welcome.” He replied.

“Why did you?” Sam asked, Y/N looked at him a bit hurt by what he said, Sam immediatly corrected himself after seeing her saddened face. “I mean, why would you?”

“Well those hellhounds were stolen from me and got your daughter killed, I may have felt a bit guilty-” Sam and Dean scoffed at that “- Can’t you just believe this came out of the goodness of my heart?” He finished.

“Thanks.” Sam replied. He trusted him, with everything they went trough, everything he helped them with, how could he not?

The king just nodded at him before disapearing leaving the father and uncle to catch up on everything they missed in Y/N’s life.

Who would’ve thought that Crowley had a heart?

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