"Where do you think you're going, Y/N?" Sam, your boyfriend, asks just as your hand reaches for the door handle of the house you share with the Winchester brothers.
    You sigh and roll your lips. Sam has become increasingly protective of you for the past two weeks because of the demons lurking around your neighborhood. You feel like he's your babysitter instead of your best friend.
     "Nowhere." You answer, slowly turning around to face him. The youngest Winchester brother crosses his arms in front of his chest and raises his eyebrows.
     "Really, Y/N? You have your coat on and you were heading outside. You're a bad liar." He says.
     "You groan. "Come on, Sam. I know the threats of the demons are really serious, but Jessica needs me right now. Her boyfriend broke up with her and she just needs someone to comfort her." You explain, thinking of your childhood friend.
     "Then we can both go to Jessica's house and comfort her together." Sam suggests.
     You stare at him. "You are kidding, right?" You reply. Sam steps forward.      
     "No, no, I'm not, Y/N." He says.
     "Sam, come on! I'll be fine!" You exclaim, getting a little aggravated.
     He puts his hands on your shoulders. "Y/N, please, just let me go with you. I swear, I won't be a problem. Just please." He begs.
     "No." You state firmly, shaking his hands off. "I'm going to Jessica's house and I'm going alone." You say, before storming out of the house angrily.

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     A couple of hours later, you're saying goodbye to Jessica. "Just call me if you need me, okay?" You say, hugging her.
     Your friend hugs you back and sniffs. "I will, thank you." She whispers.     
      You give her a sympathetic smile and rub her arm. "Go finish that ice cream container." You command, smiling. 
      She smiles back and laughs softly. "If I gain 10 pounds because of this breakup, I'm blaming you." She says.  
      You grin. "That's fine." You laugh.
     Jessica hugs you one more time. "Thanks for everything." She says. 
     "You're welcome." You reply. You walk down her porch steps and head towards your car as she shuts the front door. Just as you unlock your car, a bush near Jessica's house rustles violently. Your hand goes to your purse where you keep the gun that Sam and Dean gave you. You gingerly step forward, thinking it's a demon. You reach for your gun and pull it out. You point it at the the bush.
      "Show yourself!" You exclaim. No one answers. Your breathing quickens and you walk towards the bush.
     You kick at it and hear an "Ow!". Your eyebrows draw and you lower the gun. You reach into the bush, grasp around until your fingers wind around a shirt. You pull it and Sam falls forward.
    nYour jaw drops. "I almost shot you!" You exclaim.
     "Yeah, you did." Sam replies, rubbing his arm that you kicked. You stare at him as you put the gun back in your purse.
     "What are you doing here?" You ask.
    n"Nothing." Sam mutters, kicking the ground, looking down.
     You take a step back, shaking your head. "No. No, no, no, Sam. Tell me no. Tell me you weren't spying on me." You breathe.
     "No...?" Sam answers.
     You groan. "Sam! Did you follow me here?!" You exclaim.
     Sam looks at you, wincing. "No... Yes, yes I followed you here." He replies. You face palm and stalk to your car. "Y/N, no, wait!" He says, jogging after you. Sam grabs your upper arm and pulls you to face him.
     Sam." You groan, closing your eyes.
     "No, Y/N, look at me, please." He pleads. You open your eyes and stare at him.
     He sighs. "I'm just worried for your safety. I believe you can take care of yourself. I'm just worried about you, okay? Please forgive me for following you here, but I couldn't help it. I could never forgive myself if something was to happen to you." Sam explains.
     You sigh. "I know, Sam. It's just that I do want some freedom. You've been following me around like a lost little puppy for a few weeks. I can barely go the bathroom without you wanting to be in there, guarding me." You say, smiling a little.
      Sam smiles sheepishly. "I know, I'm sorry, I just don't want anything to happen to you. I promise to lay off guarding... at least just enough to let you use the restroom in peace." He says.
     You laugh and hug him. "Okay, and I promise I will be a little more understanding." You reply. Sam hugs you back tightly and kisses you. "Sorry about kicking you." You apologize, when he pulls back from the hug and kiss.
     Sam grins. "Eh, it's okay. I kind of deserved that." He says.
     You grin. "Yeah, you did." You laugh. Sam grins and lightly punches your arm.
     "Let's go home." He says.
[THE END] I hope you liked it!