The Scientist Part 1 SamxReader

Come up to meet ya, tell you I’m sorry. You don’t know how lovely you are. I had to find you, tell you I need you and tell me your secrets, and ask me your secrets and ask me your questions. Oh lets go back to the start. Running in circles, coming up tails. Head on a science apart. Nobody said it was easy such a shame for us to part.

“No!” I cried as Sam held me back tears fell down my cheeks. My brother, Link, fell to the ground. I watched Dean cut of the head of the last vampire. But it was to late.
I thrashed against Sam till he finally let go of me. I ran to my brother holding his head in my hands. His face was lifeless and his eyes were closed. I pressed my forehead to his.

Nobody said it was easy, No one said it would be this hard. Oh take me back to the start.

I had always known of monsters. My dad was a hunter. But my twin, Link was so oblivious. I never had the heart to tell him what had really killed Mom. He never knew.
I became a hunter when I was 17. I was on a hunt, which had taken me to Batesville, Indiana. A simple hunt, a Wendigo. When I ran into two childhood friends. Dean and Sam Winchester.

I was just guessing at numbers and figures. Pulling the puzzles apart. Questions of science, science and progress, do not speak as loud as my heart and tell me you love me, come back and haunt me.

That should have been my warning to run. Get the hell away from them. You can’t be close to anyone as a hunter.
But that little voice was dulled by old feelings string that I had for Sam. I hunted with them. We had each other’s back. Till one day on a hunt I found out my brother had been taken a nest of vampires.

Nobody said it was easy. Oh it’s such a shame for us to part. Nobody said it was easy. No one ever said it would be so hard.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I looked just like my brother except for my brown hair versus his blonde hair. I grabbed my knife out of my boot and grabbed my ponytail and cut it off. My brown curls falling to the ground till my hair was ear length. I took some hair bleach that I had bought earlier I took a thick streak from my hair and bleached my hair.
I heard a knock on the bathroom door. Sam walked in as I was just down washing the bleach out of my hair. He looked like he was about the say something, like giving me his condolences, but I didn’t want anyone’s pity.
“I’m ready, let’s roll.” I walked past Sam.

I’m going back to the start.