gif is not mine
Title: The Runaway
Characters: Sam x Reader, Castiel
Word Count: 962
Warnings: angst & slight fluff
A/N: TGIF! I hope you all enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much!
This was requested by an Anon: Can you do a thingy for like a teenage runaway that finds the bunker and hides out in it or maybe just like someone finds them or something idk i had a cute idea but i cannot explain it i guess
You had been on the run for years now. You never expected the private investigators or the police to catch on to you at this point in the game. You had to get somewhere safe. You weren’t picky; you would go anywhere to escape being found.
As you ran down the gravel road, your eyes scanned the terrain for somewhere to hide. There weren’t many options considering you were in Lebanon, Kansas. Your eyes spotted what appeared to be an abandoned warehouse or factory. You picked up the pace, making sure that you weren’t being followed. You shut the door behind you, leaning your back against the metal door.
That’s when you noticed things were not as they seemed. Your eyes grew wide as you slowly padded up to the banister. This was no abandoned warehouse. You slowly descended down the metal staircase, your hand sliding along the cold metal railing.