When you woke up, your head was pounding. Even the light coming in from cracks in the walls were making it throb. As your vision cleared, the cracks in the walls turned into spaces between wooden boards. You were in some sort of barn or shed by the looks of the hay on the ground and the hay loft above you.

"Well, good morning, sleeping beauty," Cammi's face came into view as she snaked around the beam to look at your face, "it's about damn time." You breathed in sharply when you felt a sting across your cheek as Cammi slapped your face.

"What the fuck was that for?" you asked weakly. Whatever she'd used to make you pass out still had a hold on you.

"Just getting ready for the main event, sweetheart." She chuckled.

"What main event?" Her face began to blur in and out of focus as you struggled against the effects.

"Killing the Winchesters, of course. And they must be close by the look on your face." You struggled to stay awake as you watched her walk towards the other end of the barn.

"I've waited months for this moment, you know," Cammi looked down at the ground as if she was remembering something, "The Winchesters killed my sister. My innocent little sister. They didn't see- they didn't care that she was just beginning to use her powers. All she did was get a little payback on her cheating ex. They wouldn't even listen to her before that Dean of yours lit that stake on fire. I should've been there…" Cammi snapped back from her memory and was now glaring at you, "but that's in the past and now… now I get my revenge." And just as she left, you were out again.

You woke just as you saw their shadows dart across the barn and to the entrance. Dean… you called out. The barn door opened and Dean practically flew to you.

"Y/N, are you okay? Did she hurt you?" Dean asked as he began to untie you,

"No, I'm fine. Just a little woozy. We need to get out of here now, Dean." Dean picked you up and gave you to Sam.

"Take her to the Impala, Sammy. I'm not leaving until I kill this bitch." Sam began to walk you out the door when the doors to the barn suddenly slammed shut. Cammi's wicked cackle echoed throughout the barn until you noticed her in the hay loft.

"Dean and Sam Winchester. What a pleasant surprise." Cammi leaped from the loft and when she landed in front of Sam she practically swiped you out of his arms.

"Who are you?" Dean asked, "And what makes you think a bitch like you can kidnap my girl?"

"Bitch?," Cammi chuckled, "Actually, it's witch. And I'm the one who's going to kill the Winchesters." Cammi sprinted across the room and knocked Dean to the ground as he reached for his gun.

"Dean!" Sam ran to help his brother, but was flung across the room before he even reached her.

"I thought you Winchesters understood what having a sibling meant. At least, you should've when you dealt with my sister. She was sixteen! I was trying to teach her to control her powers and you two fuckbrains just had to kill her! All because of a little ex boyfriend!" Cammi yelled as she grabbed Dean by the throat and pinned him against the wall.

"Were you the one teaching her to disembowel people?" Sam asked as he stood up, "Your sister was using black magic. She wasn't going to stop after killing him."

"She wasn't like that! She was good!" A gust of wind pulled Sam across the room and next to his brother. "You never even gave her a chance. And now she's gone!" Her grip on Dean and Sam's throats tightened as they both were gasping for air. You searched frantically for the gun that Dean had brought in only to find it right beside Cammi's foot. Quietly, you crawled over to the gun and grabbed it.

"Hey, bitch!" As soon as Cammi looked down at you the gun fired and a gaping hole ripped through her chest. Her body began to shrivel up and the grip she had on Dean and Sam loosened until she collapsed in a heap of smoke and dust.

"Y/N…" Dean said as he collapsed onto the ground.

"Dean!" You ran over to catch him and pulled him into your arms. He looked over at what was left of Cammi and smiled.

"Nice shot, baby." You wasted no time in pulling his lips to yours. I love you, Dean, you said in your head.

"I love you, too, baby."