Supernatural (Sam Winchester x Female!Reader)

Hammer Of Gods

Dean parked the Impala in front of a hotel called, The Elysian Fields Hotel. Outside the car, it was a downpour. Like raining so hard it was like were in a giant shower or something. "This is gonna suck." I grumbled. "Yeah." The boys said in unison.

We got out of the Impala, rushing to the trunk to grab out bags and dashing to the entrance. Sam burst through the door holding it open for Dean and I to run in seconds later.

We were completely soaked and gasping from escaping the rainstorm. "Whew." Dean said, as Sam wipes his hand through his wet hair, brushing it out of his face. We look around the lounge to see it looks pretty fancy, it even has a fireplace and everything.

"Nice digs, for once." Dean remarked, Sam and I nodded in agreement. We went up to the front desk and ordered a room. The front desk attendant with the name tag, Chad, types away at his computer. He glanced up at us, smiling then returns to looking at his screen as he continues typing.

"Busy night." Dean said. "Any port in a storm, I guess. If you could just fill this out, please." Chad said, pushing a piece of paper towards Dean. "Yeah." He replied, taking the pen and begins signing. "Sir, I think... Shaving nick there." Char said, magical taking out a tissue from his sleeve and handing it to Dean.

Dean takes the tissue confused and wipes it cheek, pulling it away to see some blood on it. Chad then holds up a key. "Your key." He said. "Oh. Thanks." Dean said, taking it. "Hey, you wouldn't happen to have a coffee shop, would you?" Dean asked.

"Buffet. All you can eat. Best pie in the tri-state area." Chad replied, gesturing to the right and Dean smirks at this. "You don't say?" He asked.

We enter the buffet hall, where Sam and I made a plate of food while Dean went straight for the pies. Sam and I sat down at a table, and I started eating while Sam instead went to typing on his phone. Dean arrives soon after and took a seat across from Sam. "Sam, unpucker, man. Eat something." He said.

"We should hit the road, guys." Sam said, not looking up from his phone. "In this storm? I-it's..." I started to say, and Sam looks up at us. "It's biblical. Exactly. I-it's friggin' Noah's ark out there, and we're eating pie." Sam said.

"How many hours of sleep did you get this week?" Dean asked him, and Sam sighs. "What? Three? Four? Bobby's got his feelers out, okay? We have talked with every hoodoo man and root woman in 12 states." Dean said.

"Yeah, well, I'm not giving up." Sam said. "Nobody's giving up. Especially me." Dean said. "I'm not either, Sam. We're gonna find a way to beat the devil. Soon. I can feel it. And we will find Cas, we'll find Adam. But you can't work yourself to burnt out." I said, and Sam sighs, shaking his head.

I took his hand and Sam looks at me. "You know, it's still okay to go on shore leave a little to clear your head and recharge. Stressing yourself out is not gonna do you any good." I said, and Sam nods. "Yeah. Yeah, okay." He said, putting his phone away. Sam smiles at me and brought my hand up to his lips to kiss it.

"(Name) right, man. Come on, we've actually got the night off for once. Let's try to enjoy it." Dean said, digging into his pie. I took my fork and stabbed one of the broccolis on Sam's plate, holding it up to his mouth.

"Now eat. It's good for you." I said, and Sam scoffs, rolling his eyes as he smiles. He open his mouth, allowing me to feed him the broccoli.

After eating, we walk towards our room, seeing couple making out in front of their room. Dean points and smiles. "Oh, what are you, 12?" Sam asked, and Dean scoffs. "I'm young at heart." Dean said, unlocking the door. We enter our room to see it was just as fancy as the rest of the hotel.

Dean whistles. "Wow. Look at this. We're like Rockefellers." He said, dropping his bag and walking between the beds. "Chocolates!" Dean exclaimed, snatching up one of the chocolates on the pillow of his bed.