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you guys aren’t ready for part three

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Bark At The Moon Part 2

A/N: My taglist for this is open as well as my forever tags. However I warn you guys I’m no longer writing smut (it’s a personal decision) and I’m currently working on an original book so Idk how much writing I’ll get done in the future. Also my Masterlist is in my bio, but it’s only working on browser.

Pairing: Werewolf!Sam x OC

Word Count: 1614

Warnings: this is for the story over all and not any specific chapter. Language, violence, attempted rape, torture, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it) marking (not ABO even though Sam is an Alpha) but I’ll will tag the chapters appropriately.

A pounding at the front door woke Nola the next morning. She groaned and rolled over in her bed, not ready to get up. She looked at her digital alarm clock and was surprised to see it was after ten in the morning. She normally didn’t sleep that late. Not even on the weekends when she was off work. But then last night’s memories came flooding back to her.

She had gotten lost in the woods and a wolf-of all things-had led her out and followed her home. She had given him the left-over Chinese in her fridge before going to take a nice relaxing bath. When she got out she had expected the beast to be gone, but he had still been sitting on her porch, gazing up at her with those expressive hazel eyes of his. It was a little unsettling, but she figured if the wolf wanted to harm her, he would have already.

Instead of freaking out about the wolf still being there or even trying to shoo him off she had grabbed her bottle of bourbon and sunk down on the porch beside him. Her robe showed off her cleavage and lots of leg, but she didn’t care. He was just an animal. She drank more than she normally would as she talked to the creature. Many of her dreams, desires, wants, and even some complaints came tumbling out of her. It was nice to be able to talk and not have someone judge her.

Now that she remembered everything that had happened she knew that the pounding wasn’t on the door, it was in her head. There was only a light knock on her door. With another groan she climbed from the bed and went to see who was bothering her on the weekend. Nikita, her best friend was out of town with her fiance so it couldn’t be her. And her parents lived in another state. They would have called before they came for a visit. She couldn’t remember ordering anything from Amazon or Wish either. It left her feeling confused about who could be at the door.

Nola opened the door to be met with a broad chest. She wasn’t short, but she wasn’t exactly the tallest woman in the world either. Slowly her gaze traveled up to meet gorgeous hazel eyes. Something about them was familiar, but she couldn’t put a finger on it. With the way her head was throbbing it was almost impossible for her to think clearly.

She cleared her throat and pulled her robe a little tighter around her. “Can I help you?” she asked softly. It didn’t matter that this man was mouthwateringly gorgeous with stunning eyes and hair that looked softer than an angel’s wings. She didn’t know him and given that her home was slightly isolated she didn’t get unknown visitors very often, if ever. His presence made her curious. What was even more curious was the fact he didn’t make her feel nervous. In fact, she felt safe with him, a total stranger. Maybe she was still drunk or maybe something more was at play.

“My name is Sam Winchester. I live in the woods near here. I was hoping I could maybe come in for a cup of coffee. If not that’s fine. I don’t mean you any harm. Just wanted to talk and tell you a bit about myself. It’s only fair after I listened to you most the night.”

Sam had this smile that was somewhat wolfish, but also made Nola think of a puppy dog. She found herself caving and opened the door. She hadn’t even caught on to what he said about listening to her last night. “Give me a minute to put some actual clothes on and I’ll join you in the kitchen. You can go ahead and make you a cup of coffee if you want. There’s a keurig and the k-cups are right next to it. Cups are hanging on hooks above it. Sugar is in the container to the right and creamer is in the fridge or milk if you prefer.”

Sam stepped into the house when Nola moved out of the way. “Thank you. I’ll go ahead and make you a cup as well. I’d say your head is pounding right now.”

She nodded. “Yeah it is,” she mumbled, giving him a curious look. She headed for the bedroom to change, shooting him a questioning glance before disappearing behind the door. How he had known that was weird, but she was too tired and hungover to try and process it right now.

Sam headed for the kitchen, making them both a cup of coffee once he figured out the machine. He was smart and it had only taken a few seconds. While he was a werewolf and mostly avoided civilization unless he and the pack needed things he was intelligent and he did understand modern technology. The pack’s house had electricity, running water, and internet. But they didn’t have such fancy coffee makers. He was used to an old school coffee pot. Luckily a keurig didn’t take much intelligence to figure out.

When Nola returned to the kitchen in a pair of jeans and a Rolling Stones shirt there was a piping hot mug of coffee sitting on the table for her. Sam was sipping his, watching her every move. He couldn’t help staring at her. She was beautiful, gorgeous, and he loved her scent. The wolf in him, the Alpha, called out for her. He wanted her, he needed her. But he knew he had to tread carefully. Move too quickly and she would freak out.

He sat his mug down and smiled kindly. “I’m sorry for waking you, but I thought it best we go ahead and talk. I couldn’t wait any longer.”

“What do you mean by that?” Nola took a long drink from her coffee and frowned. It was exactly how she liked it. Only one other person knew that. Or animal rather. She had told the wolf all her favorite things the night before. Even how she liked her coffee. Things were getting odder by the second. She looked into Sam’s eyes and was once more struck by a sense of familiarity.

“I helped you get home last night.”

“No, that was a wolf. An overly large wolf with startling hazel eyes. Just...like yours…” That was why they seemed familiar, but that made no sense. “How? What…”

He did his best to look un-intimidating as he laid his hand on hers. “The wolf was me. I’m a werewolf. The Alpha of my pack. I know that’s a lot to take in, but I promise you aren’t in any danger from me.”

She looked from his hand up into his eyes. She couldn’t explain it, but she felt perfectly safe with him. “You’re a werewolf and you’re the one that helped me home last night?”

“Yeah, I am. How else would I know how you like your coffee or that you use burnt brown sugar and vanilla bubble bath?”

She flushed, smiling sheepishly. She was feeling self-conscious now that she knew he had seen as much of her body as he had and had listened to her ramble “You wouldn’t know. But that doesn’t explain you being a werewolf or the fact you didn’t hurt me last night.”

He chuckled. “There’s a lot of things the lore gets wrong about werewolves. Yes, we have a temper. We also have no choice about turning during the full moon, but we also have the choice to change at will during any other time. We still retain our minds when we turn, but we are a little more animalistic in our desires. Silver will kill us. We run in packs and we have an Alpha. It was supposed to be my brother Dean, but he didn’t want it and I was next in line.”

“Okay that explains that. But what about being a werewolf? How does that happen exactly? Are you born or changed?”

“Both. It’s a genetic thing. We pass it on and once the child reaches a certain age they change for the first time, but people can also be turned. A bite during the full moon will flood their system with the venom.”

Nola nodded and sipped her coffee. All of this was crazy, she should be running for the hills or telling Sam he was psycho. She should call the cops, but she was overly calm. Some part of her knew that he was telling the truth. She knew that he really was a wolf and he had no intentions of hurting her at all. “I don’t know why, but I believe you.”

Sam’s whole face lit up with a smile. The kind that made his eyes shine brighter and melted the heart. He was like a walking ray of sunshine. “That’s great. It makes what I’m about to tell you that much easier.”

“What’s that?”

“Wolves take mates. It’s not that much different from dating really, but at the same time it is. We claim our mates by biting them, but it won’t turn you since I won’t be in wolf form. Werewolves also knot their mates during sex and we mate for life.”

She stared at him in confusion. She was also slightly aroused. The thought of someone claiming her sent tingles down her spine. It was like something out of an A/B/O fic. The only difference was that Alphas only existed within wolf packs. “And you’re telling me this why?”

“Because from the moment I spotted you and caught your scent last night I wanted to claim you as mine.”

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World's Collide: Chapter 1

A/N: This story will take place from Season 11 and have moments later down on the line in Season 13 if I decide so, Not every chapter will be one episode of the show. Cause let's be real I am not writing that many chapters. Cause that's way more than I plan to write. 😌

I have no beta reader, so all mistakes are my own. This was inspired by a dream I had and I went off with it. So I uh hope you like it, enjoy!

"It's funny how world's collide

Taking it all in stride

Seemingly satisfied with this divide." - Louden Swain

Chapter 1: Unexpected

Samantha's POV

I groggily opened my eyes and found myself in unfamiliar surroundings. I jumped up immediately on alert. I spoke outloud to myself, "What the?! Oh hell no I am not getting kidnapped today or ever!" I was in a motel room and who knows where this motel maybe. I scarcely heard male voices coming from down the hall outside. I didn't have a chance of getting a hold of 911 on the phone. They would likely not make it in time to help me. So I grabbed a book I saw on the small table. It was was pretty large but I didn't pay much attention to what it was about. I hear one of the men unlock the door and I'm ready to fight and make an escape to get help. I wait and the door opens and quickly fire the book at a person's face

"OW WHAT THE HELL!?"

I try to make a break for it, but the other man grabs me and I yell at him, "Hey put me down!"

"We aren't going to hurt you, just calm down alright?"

I'm placed back down on a bed as the door is shut and locked. With the adrenaline slowly wearing off, I realize who I hit with a book and who grabbed me. I could hardly believe who was standing in front of me...Holy shit It's freaking Sam and Dean Winchester!

"You okay Dean?"

Peachy! I just love getting hit in the face with a book, Sam!"

I felt pretty bad now for doing that to him. I just hit one of the best hunters in the world with one of their own lore books. "S-Sorry...I was pretty sure I was being kidnapped so...

Dean rubbed his forehead and said "You clearly have a mean throw...Geez."

"Sorry again."

He said, "I'll be fine, what's your name kid?"

"Samantha Dixon."

Sam smiled and said, "Nice to meet you. How did you end up on the side of the road?"

My eyes widened in surprise as I said "I was found where!?" Dean said, "We found you unconscious on the side of the road on the way into town. You've been out for maybe five hours. You don't know how you got there?"

"No, one minute I'm walking back to my house from the library and then I wake up here."

The brothers exchange looks and I figured I should bring it up, "I actually know who you two are already."

Dean sighed and said, "Let me guess, you've read those books called Supernatural?"

I said, "Actually...I know you from a tv show. I'm starting to think I'm not in my universe anymore. Although there are books..."

Sam asked, "Wait you're from that world Balthazar sent us too?"

"Well that was really just them mocking the process of filming the TV show. Mostly for meta reasons..."

Sam said, "Okay...That's weird..."

I then said, "Yeah...Do you think you guys can help me get back to my world somehow?"

Dean said "Yeah we'll help you out, kid." I rolled my eyes and said, "I'm eighteen so I am not a kid, Winchester." He said, "Well you're a kid to me." I tilted my head and said, "So you're intentionally calling yourself old?" Sam snorted and tried to cover up a laugh. Dean glared at him and sounded offended "How dare you!?" I snickered and said "Not my fault you signed yourself up for that. I mock my older sisters all the time." Sam said, "It's fun isn't it?" I smiled and said, "Yes, yes it is." Sam said, "He's coming up on 40." I said "Oh yeah that's old." Sam and I laughed as Dean said "Now I'm just gonna be wary of you two." I said, "It's not like we're gonna prank you." He said, "I take no chances." Sam and I laughed at Dean's ridiculousness further.

If anyone could get me back it would be them. I realized by Sam's hair length this wasn't Season 13...This was Season 11. Which meant they were dealing with Amara. But I felt I had a worse issue then her...Castiel may have said yes to Lucifer by now. Which means I am in deep shit cause then the boys wouldn't know his secret yet. He finds out I know way more than I should....Nope don't even want to think about that. I could tell them, gosh I could tell them so much of what was to come like their mom coming back, the British Men of Letters, Jack, Gabriel actually being alive but tortured by Asmodeus, the alternate universe's Michael...I could prevent a lot of crap from happening to the boys and their allies. But I swear if The Doctor were here his advice would be, "DON'T CHANGE THE TIMELINE BY TELLING THEM THEIR FUTURE!" Come to think of it if Supernatural was real in some other universe then a lot of other things could be real too. As much as I wanted to tell them, I also knew about the Butterfly effect. I didn't want to risk anything, so I decided to keep my mouth shut on my further knowledge of their future.

Soon they were all packed up and we walked outside to the car. Since they finished their latest case.

"By the way I love this car!"

Dean smiled and said, "Ha, a kid after my own heart! See she appreciates Baby, Sammy!"

Sam groaned and said, "Why did you have to say that?"

I said, "I'm not gonna lie, this car is amazing."

Dean continued to have a grin on his face. I got into the backseat and and the boys got in and Dean started her up and we pulled out of the motel parking lot and drove out of town. A few hours pass and Led Zepplin's Black Dog was playing on the radio. I hummed along and scrolled through Tumblr on my phone. I was slightly peeved that the bag I had with me on my way home, seemingly hadn't come here with me. Dean said, "You know classic rock?" I looked up and said, "Yeah it's Led Zepplin, Black Dog. I grew up listening to classic rock."

"Ha! I love this kid!"

I had to laugh, Sam shook his head at his brother's ridiculous grin. I said. "If it's any consolation Sam, I'm a huge Harry Potter fan and find research to actually be fun."

Dean said, "So you're a book nerd too? You go Dumbledorks." Sam and I looked at him and gave him bitchfaces. Dean said, "Okay it's creepy you both did that."

"Jerk."

"Bitch."

I leaned back in my seat and snickered. Then I yelled when Castiel appeared in the back seat next to me.

"JESUS CHRIST!"

Sam chuckled and said, "Don't you know he does that?" I took a deep breath and said, "Yeah but that doesn't mean I anticipate it and won't lose my shit!" Castiel was giving me a strange look. I wasn't getting a weird vibe from him, call me crazy but I was sure my previous thoughts were right...This wasn't really Cas.

"Uh who is this?" He asked.

Dean spoke up "Cas, this is Samantha. She comes from another universe. We found her on the side of a road. None of us are sure how she got here either."

Sam said, "So get this, this other universe we're all fictional characters in a TV to her. Basically she knows everything since we started looking for our dad."

Wait to freaking go gentlemen...You unknowingly just gave Lucifer information that I wish you didn't. "Cas" continued to stare at me and said, "Interesting..." I could sense something from that tone and none of it was good.

I am screwed...

A/N: Here's chapter one of my new fan fic! I hope you like it so far! I also got an idea for another fan fic based on another dream I recently had but that one is in what I like to call writing production. However I do have it's summary and will be releasing that in another post later. So keep an eye out for that folks!

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