ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴄʜᴇꜱᴛᴇʀ'ꜱ||ꜱᴜᴘᴇʀɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴀʟ

ʜᴜɴᴛᴇᴅ (ᴘᴛ 2)

Dean and Y/N pull into the parking lot in the Impala; when they see Sam through the window of his room, Dean sighs in relief.

"Oh, thank god you're okay..."

"I told you," Sam moves aside, revealing Ava through the window. Dean smiles, and Y/N huffs out a laugh.

"Oh, you're better than okay. Sam, you sly dog!"

==

The recording continues; Sam is leaning over the table, looking more concerned.

"What else does the yellow-eyed man say?"

"He has plans for me. He says there's a war coming. That people like me, we're going to be soldiers. Everything's about to change," The recording ends.

"He's not talking about us, right?"

"Yeah, I think he is," Sam says.

"But how can we turn into that?"

"I don't-" The window above Sam's head shatters as it's hit with a bullet. He dives to the floor with Ava, shielding her body with his. "Get down!"

"Oh my god!" Across the street, a familiar man is on a rooftop with a sniper rifle; he continues to take aim and fires at the motel room. "What's happening?"

"I don't know." As the man is about to take another head-shot at Sam, Dean and Y/N come up from behind him.

"Gordon!" He shouts. Dean kids Gordon hard, then pins him down on his back, hitting him over and over again in the face. He grabs him by the collar.

"You do that to our brother, we'll kill you!"

"Dean, wait." Gordon manages to grab the rifle and slams it into Dean twice, knocking him out. Y/N comes over to him, but Gordon fires his rifle, it hits skims past her arm, cutting her shirt, and causing blood. She falls to the ground, holding her bleeding arm, groaning in pain. Gordon stands over her, panting and gushing blood from his lip before he hits her with the butt of his rifle, knocking her out.

==

Ava and Sam investigate the roof from which Gordon was shooting at them.

"Wait, I don't understand. Shouldn't we be talking to the cops?" Sam is kneeled down beside a patch of blood, belonging to Y/N.

"Trust me, that wouldn't do us much good," picking up a shell, next to the patch of blood. "These are .233 caliber. Subsonic rounds. The guy must have put a suppressor on the rifle."

"Dude, who are you?"

"Oh. I just, uh, I just watch a lot of TJ Hooker." He pulls out his cell phone.

"Who are you calling?"

"My sister. I think we definitely need help."

==

Dean and Y/N are tied to chairs, and Gordon is holding the phone to her ear.

"Hello?" Y/N says, all while keeping her eyes directly glaring into Gordon's.

"Y/N!"

"Sam, we've been looking for you."

"Yeah. Look, I'm in Indiana, uh Lafayette."

"I know."

"You do?" Gordon moves the phone to Dean.

"Yeah, we walked to Ellen. Just got here ourselves. It's a real funky town. You ditched me, Sammy."

"Yeah, I'm sorry. Look, right now there's someone after me."