Part Six in my Sam x Reader series “Thank You.” Based on the song titles from Meghan Trainor’s album “Thank You.”
Pairing: Sam x Reader (not really yet)
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You hadn’t wanted to ask for help. You had wanted to prove to yourself and everyone else that you could handle things on yourself. But you had to be honest with yourself too. And you had to remember that it wasn’t weak to ask for help. It was smart.
You were also lonely. Being by yourself wasn’t doing much for your physical or mental health. So, you knew you had to just woman up and call the one person you knew you could count on besides yourself. You had to call Sam and see if you could go back. You just hoped you’d be okay.
“Y/N?” Sam sounded surprised that you were calling.
“Hi, Sam,” you said.
“Are you okay? Is something wrong?” he asked.
“Umm …” you took a deep breath, “I’m woman enough to admit that I can’t be alone anymore.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m lonely, Sam. Being alone is killing me. I just … I don’t have anyone else to go to. I know it’ll be weird and probably awkward or whatever, but I want to come back to hunting with you and Dean.”
“Where are you?”
You told him the town you were in, looking out the motel window, “I’ll meet you somewhere,” you said.
“I’ll come to get you.”