You and your siblings are hunting a creature, and you unintentionally step into a puddle as your taser discharges electrocuting you.
"I forgot how shitty American TV, during the middle of the day, is." You say when your siblings walk into the hospital room, you're just trying to lighten the mood but you don't even get a smile. "Considering you guys didn't even crack a smile, I'm in pretty rough shape aren't I?"
"The doctors say you have a week to a month to live." Katie replies sitting down next to you. You look down at your lap trying your best not to cry, it's not working well.
"Sherlock and John are going to kill me. I promised them that I would come home alive." A few tears slide down your cheeks.
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Dean checks you out of the hospital and takes you back to the motel, Sam is surprised to see you. "What the hell are you doing here?" He asks.
"I checked her out." Dean answers as he helps you sit down at the foot of a bed.
"What, are you crazy?"
"Well, I'm not gonna let our little sister die in a hospital all alone." Katie walks out of the bathroom, she walks over to your bag and grabs your laptop before sitting down next to you.
"Think you should let Sherlock and John know..." She says gently.
"Not just yet." Sam says to your sister. "I've been scouring the Internet for the last three days. Calling every contact in Dad's journal."
"What for?" Dean asks, suddenly confused.
"For a way to help Y/N. One of Dad's friends, Joshua, he called me back. Told me about a guy in Nebraska. A specialist."
"You guys aren't going to let me die in peace are you?" You ask in response.
"We're not going to let you die period." Sam answers. Dean nods in agreement. "We're going."
"I guess I have no say in this matter do I?"
"Not really."
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"I got ya." Sam says helping you out of the car.
"Thanks, Sammy." You reply. You then look at your surroundings. "Also you are a lying bastard. Thought you said we were going to see a doctor."
"I believe I said a specialist. Look, (nickname) this guy's supposed to be the real deal."
"That's the key phrase; supposed to be."
"Come on Y/N, have a little faith." Before the service, the four of you meet this woman named Layla. She seems nice. Sam insists on sitting up front for some reason. You and up sitting behind Layla and her mom. You whisper into Katie's ear apparently the priest overhears what you just said.
"You think so, child?" The preacher asks calling you out on it.
"I'm sorry, I was just joking around sir." You reply.
"No, no. Don't be. Just watch what you say around a blind man, we've got really sharp ears." The crowd chuckles. "What's your name?"
"Y/N."
"Y/N, I want-I want you to come up here with me."
"Uh, sure..." You slowly stand up and slowly walk up to the stage. The blind man asks you if you were ready. "To be honest, I'm not much of a believer..."
"You will be child, you will be." You're starting to feel a little annoyed with this person that doesn't even know you calling you a child. As soon as this man places his hand on your shoulder, your knees buckle, and your eyes roll up into your head. You must be out for at least a minute because when you come around again your siblings are looking at you worriedly. Behind your siblings is a man in a black suit who simply disappears. Something about him is off.

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Through Time and Space (Superwholock reader insert)
FanfictionThe reader thought that they left the life of the supernatural behind when they left for the UK. Turns out living with Sherlock Holmes and travelling with a time traveling alien from the planet Gallifrey, the knowledge of the supernatural comes in h...