god, not more Christmas music.” You groaned as you woke up, finding yourself
tied to a chair facing the wall. You blinked a few times, adjusting to the
light and took in your situation. The boys were tied back to back in two
separate chairs while you were tied beside them in your own chair, your ropes
wrapped in all sorts of knots around their chairs to secure you. You felt Sam
moving behind you and turned your head to face him. “Sammy?”
He cracked his neck. “I’m good. You ok?”
by ok you mean not dead then yeah.” You turned to look at Dean who was still
unconscious. “Dean?” Hearing his name seemed to bring him around. You heard him
groan and felt his head move back, resting against yours. “Are you ok?”
He said with a raspy voice.
Madge walked in with Mr. Carrigan wearing Christmas sweaters. “And here we
thought you two lazybones were gonna sleep straight through all the fun stuff!”
She giggled in glee.