Supernatural One-Shots

Hunt Gone Wrong (Charlie Bradbury x fem!reader)

Charlie took a deep breath as she opened the door of the bunker. She walked in and gazed down to find the Winchesters with their guns trained on her. "What's up, bitches?!" she greeted, hoping to compose herself a little more before explaining exactly why she was there. "Charlie? What the hell are you doing here?" Dean asked, putting his gun away and moving to hug her as she got to the bottom of the stairs. Charlie bit her lip and pushed a bit of her red hair from her face. "I need your help."

The day before, Charlie had been on a hunt that had gone south. It was a vamp nest that was bigger than she originally thought. It ended up in a few broken ribs for the hunter and you getting taken. You were Charlie's hunting partner. The two of you met because you were both hunting the same thing at one point and since then, the two of you had been inseparable. Until now anyway. Charlie quickly explained the situation to Sam and Dean.

"I have to find her, guys," she told them. The two brothers exchanged a glance before eagerly agreeing to help Charlie. "Do you think she's dead?" Charlie shook her head. "No. If they were just going to drain her, they would have done it there in the warehouse, right? I think they took her to turn her." Charlie replied. "Or to use her as a blood bag." Sam and Charlie looked harshly at him. "Dean!" Dean shrugged a little before turning to grab the supplies they needed for the hunt.

Meanwhile, you struggled against the chains holding you up. You were getter weaker by the hour, but you had to stay alive. For Charlie. You knew she'd be looking for you. The two of you promised that, unless there was actual proof of death, you would always look for one another. So you fought. Every time they came to drink from you, you fought against them. Soon though, you felt your energy waning. You could feel yourself slipping into unconsciousness.

"Y/N!! SAM, DEAN! I FOUND HER!" That was the first sound you heard when you woke up. Charlie's voice. You could barely open your eyes, but you managed. "Charlie," you whispered. You heard her sniffle before two sets of steps came running in behind her and you were scooped up into a pair of strong arms. Then, you blacked out again.

When you opened your eyes again, you were in a room you didn't recognize. "Hey there, Sunshine." You blinked until your eyes focused in on Charlie. "Hi," you croaked out. She smiled and took your hand in her free one. That's when you noticed the book. "The Hobbit? Really, Charlie?" She chuckled and gave your hand a squeeze. "How are you feeling?"

"Oh, fine. Just a little, ya know, drained." Charlie didn't find your joke amusing. "Sorry," you whispered. Charlie sighed. "I thought...never mind. Did you drinking any of their blood?" You shook your head and Charlie closed her eyes and smiled. She was fighting back tears of joy. You were going to be alright. "Were you really that worried about me?" She quirked a brow. "Of course I was." You carefully sat up and squeezed her hand.

"Lookat me. I'm alright. I had my fairy godmother after all," you told her witha smirk. She snorted and replied, "Fairy godmother, nothing. I'm yourfrickin' Melisandre! I brought you back!" You rolled your eyes at herbefore cutting off her rant by pulling her to you and kissing her. You pulledaway and she stared at you, stunned. "Did I read the signals wrongor..." She shook her head and climbed into the bed with you to kiss youagain, the only thought going through her mind was how happy she was that thehunt had gone wrong. Well...mostly happy anyway.