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Imagine riding in the impala and falling asleep on Sam's lap (Your boyfriend)

Word count:147

Warnings:None

A/N: Just a cute little blurb I had in mind!

Silence is all you can hear in the impala but it was a good kind of silence. The only thing that you can hear is the sound of breathing and the 80’s rock music that plays.

You unbuckle your seatbelt and you lie down on Sam's lap (Your boyfriend). You yawn and try your hardest to stay awake, just a little while longer.

You shift around in Sam's lap trying to get comfortable. When you finally do you fight with your eyes to stay open and Sam notices.

Sam runs his long, beautiful fingers through your hair and his other arm drapes over you,”Sleep baby girl.” Sam coos, kissing your forehead, letting his lips linger there for a brief second. “I love you.”Sam whispers, his breath sending lovingly warm shivers down your spine.

“I love you too.” You whisper before drifting off into blackness.

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First Christmas

Summary:Imagine yout first Christmas after Deans death in season one.

Characters:Sam,Dean x reader(mentioned)

Warning:None? Angst?

Word count:569ish

A/n:I hope you enjoyed this short imagine and thank you for giving this book a chance

When you hear about Christmas you think about Santa Clause,Kids happiness,Presents...Etc. But that wasn't the case for this Christmas. This Christmas was filled with tears,loss and pure depression.

It had been a year since you celebrated Christmas without Dean. You decided this year you would occupy yourself with decorating because if you even get one time alone with your thoughts,all your tears will come falling out like a waterfall.

"A little to the left." You tell Sam when the two of you tried to get the star in the center. He let out a frustrated sigh because you and Sam had been doing that for hours.

"Y/n." He said in annoyance. He knew what this was really about; Sam could read you like a book and you could never lie to him.

He climbed down from the tree and made his way towards you. "You need to let it out." He said with a sympathetic look. He also had been upset with Christmas coming.

Sam hadn't told you how he was handling Dean's death because he knew you hadn't been handling it well either. Sam had been up all nights and days as he only got one day of sleep out of seven days a week. Some days Sam would drown himself in tears or beers. He's barely held this situation. If you wasn't there,He be a goner....

The least he could do was be there for you.

"It isn't the without him.." You whispered as your voice trembled off into nothing. Sam nodded this Christmas was clearly not the same without Dean. The morning wasn't the same because Dean would usually wake you up at the crack of dawn for presents like a little kid. The rest of the day wasn't the same either because you,Sam and Dean would all usually sit by the fireplace and sip on some hot coco. This Christmas was so different.

You couldn't hold back the pile of tears that formed, one tear finally broke free with the rest coming out as if they have been bottled up too long;And they have been bottled up for a year now.

You soon felt brawny arms muffle you into a hug. Your head rested on Sam's chest as neither of you cared about Sam's flannel getting ruined by your tears.

Sam rubbed your back in attempts to calm you down but he knew it wouldnt that easy. But while he rubbed your back he hoped that you knew he would always be there for you until the ends of time.

"You're okay, baby girl.' He whispered. But things weren't okay. Hell things were far from okay. Your best friend,your lover,and your partner in crime is now gone.....he was dead. He burned in hell as fire nipped at his skin;One could only imagine how hell felt.

"No it's not okay Sam.." You whimperer and cried. Sam sighed as he knew you were right.

"Y/n." He said as he tried his hardest to be strong but even the strongest soldier couldn't handle everything especially their brothers death,"As long as we have each other we will be fine." He whispered in disbelief.

"You really think so?" You didn't agree with Sam because Dean was the leader of the bunker.

"Yes." He responded but he didn't even believe his own words...

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I still love you

Summary:Imagine Sam getting drugged on love potion from a witch and hes in love with you.

Warnings:None?

Word count:1347

A/n:I hope you enjoy this little imagine and I always love feed back! Good or bad so my writing can improve!

You,Sam and Dean went to the local diner because Dean heard "They have the best DAMN burgers in town." Sam and you sat in one seat as Dean sat in front of y'all. Dean looked at the menu as if he hadn't eaten in ages. Which was true, being a hunter, you didn't necessarily get paid. Hell half of the time you didn't even get a 'thank you'. But those things didn't matter to you. What mattered to you was saving people,Hunting things,The family business.

The waitress had came to take yalls order. She had blonde, curly hair down to her chest as she wore a jean crop top and your eyes moved down her figure. You noticed a bad burn, but it wasn't a normal "bad burn" like from cooking or something. There was a symbol engraved into her left wrist.

"That must've of hurt." You told her, your eyes were still examining the symbol;Wondering if you seen the symbol from anywhere.

"It's a family ritual." She chuckled in suspicious and used her sleeve to cover up her wrist.

"I'll have a burger, fries and Dr Pepper." Dean said as he closed his menu and placed the menu in the middle of the table. You rolled your eyes because who eats a burger for breakfast???

"I'll have the salad and coffee." Sam said as you rotated your eyes backwards again. Who the HELL eats salad for breakfast??

"I'll have pancakes and Dr.pepper." You closed your menu as the waitress took the menus with yalls orders written down as she walked away. She came back about five minutes later with drinks,"One coffee, and two dr peppers." She smiled as she walked away.

"What kind of family burns their children's skin?" You asked as your face scrunched up in disgust. Dean made a ridiculous face,"Demons I get. Humans are crazy."Dean said and you nodded in agreement.

Sam took a drink of his coffee and his face seemed as if the coffee tasted like heaven. You chuckled at his cuteness as you always had a small crush on Sam. You assumed he didn't like you since you were nothing like his exes. You never decided to make a move on Sam at least you could still be friends with Sam.

"Did anyone ever tell you, you have the most beautiful eyes?" Sam questioned as he placed his hand over yours, while you held your coffee.

Your eyebrows raised in confusion because he wasn't acting like Sam one bit.

"Uh, no?" You answered Sam with your cheeks flustered in pink from the sudden complimented and contact. "Well you do." Sam added as he got lost in your beautiful, deep e/c eyes.

You moved your hand away from your coffee cup. "Is this some kind of sick joke?" You asked Sam because it wasn't like him to flirt with you.

"Y/n, you need to eat." Sam said as he placed his hand on your thigh. He given you a concerned look.

You moved your leg and Dean gave you a look that asked if you were okay. You nodded as you weren't uncomfortable with Sam's touch just weirded out.

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A few hours later you three headed back to the bunker to do some research.

"I might have found something." Dean said as he placed his beer down on the night stand. You,Sam and Dean had been researching for the last eight hours. And ever since you gotten home from the diner Sam had been staring at you as if he was madly in love with you.

"Men had died with their hearts ripped out and a symbol on the wrist." He showed you the picture of a man with his heart beside him. There was also a symbol on his left wrist.

"And they were drugged and the last place they ate was the diner." Dean explained what the witnesses said in the news article, which made since why Sam had been acting weird.

"I've seen that symbol from the waitress." You brought up as the memory of the blonde waitress comes across your mind.

"Before I go killing her, I'm gonna go talk to the waitress and find out what the hell she is and how to kill her." Dean said as he stood up and closed his laptop.

"What about me?" You asked you didn't want to be alone while Sam's on a love potion. "You're baby sitting." Dean chuckled as he winked at you and left you alone with Sam.

Dean never told you but he knew about your little crush on Sam.

"You are truly beautiful, you know that?" Sam asked as he moved closer to you. He was so close to you, you could feel his cold breath hit your cheek.

"I love you so much." He said and his words left you in shock. You never thought you would hear,'I love you' but this was drugged Sam talking not normal Sam.

"Your hair is so beautiful." Sam complimented as he ranned his long fingers through (your hair length) hair. "Your eyes are as beautiful as nature." Sam said as he placed a hand on your cheek.

"Thanks Sam. You're handsome too but you're not yourself right now." You had told him as you wished he actually thought that but you know it's just the drug.

"Yes, I am myself." Sam said as he removed his hand from your cheek. He didn't want to make you uncomfortable but it was really hard not to touch you.

"DON'T YOU GET IT!" He shouted as he stood up. He was tired of you saying,'It's just the drug.' When he thought it wasn't.

"I LOVE YOU." He yelled as he ranned his fingers through his hair. He couldn't understand why you couldn't understand that he love you. "EVER SINCE WE'VE SAVED YOU FROM DRMONS!" Sam bawled as he left you in shock.

"Everytime you laugh, I laugh, every time you shed a tear, I shed a tear, every time you're angry, I am angry. You know Why? Because I love you." Sam said as he sat next to you. When you looked at him you could tell he's being dead serious.

He took your hand in his as he placed your hand near his pounding heart. "Feel that?" He whispered as he stares into your beautiful eyes.

"That's because of you." He said more calm than he has been in the last few minutes.

You were touched by his words but if only his words were true. "It's just the drug talking." You whispered quiet as your eyes watered in tears.

"You dont even know if that witch drugged me. We dont even know if she's a witch." Sam said as he rolled his eyes because he just told you how he felt and you all you did was say his feelings were fake.

"Sam, she had the same symbol on her wrist and so did her victims." You told Sam as you took a deep sigh.

"Look." He said as he calmed down a bit. "I may be drugged but drugged or not, I love you." Sam said as he held your hand while his thumb rubbed the back of your hand soothingly.

"Okay." You murmured as you took his feelings into consideration. "We will talk once you're normal again." You responded.

You soon felt the side of your right jean pocket vibrate. You took your phone out and your phone read 'Dean.' You groaned in relief as you hoped Dean killed the witch.

"Yellow." You answered the phone.

"It was the waitress and she was gonna kill Sam. She wanted to get revenge on all men because her ex dumped her and she saw that Sam was head over heels for you. She wanted men to feel her pain." Dean says which explained why the hearts were ripped out.

So Sam was right, drugged or not he still loves you. "Now I think you have someone to talk to." Dean chuckled as he hung up.