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You are being tased on the floor from your shock collar, screams coming out hoarse as the electricity rips through your body.

“Stop! Please just stop! Take it off of her!” Dean screams, being drowned out by your shrieks of agony.

“Oh sure, yeah I’ll take it off. Just as soon as the little missus agrees to use that pretty machete on your head.”

The vampire turns off the shock collar momentarily to see your response. It takes you a few seconds to force your body to stop moving from the after shocks. You spit out a mouth full of blood and look up into the haughty vampire’s eyes.

“Go to hell.”

He rolls his eyes and turns on the collar with a huff. Dean starts screaming again.

“NOOOOOOO!”

Dean can only watch with horror as your body shakes, out of your control, minutes away from death at this rate.

“Let’s try this one more time.” The man sneers.

Once the quaking has subsided, you shakily look up at Dean with a dark look across your face.

“So what will it be my dear? Shock collar or *crouches down to whisper in your ear* a machete to his beautiful head?”

Gritting your teeth together you grunt out the word, “Head.”

“Mmmmmm very good” The vampire says rising slowly, walking over to where the machete lay on the ground.

“Come and get it.”

Gathering yourself together, you shuffle across the dimly lit concrete room toward the machete, your wary eyes on Dean the whole time.

He tries to comfort you all the while, “It’s okay Y/N, I know this isn’t you. You’re just doing what you have to. It will all be okay.”

You’ve reached the machete and steady yourself upright upon picking it up. You nodded at his words, too weak to give a reply. You lift your lips in a weary smile and give Dean a wink before spinning your body with all it’s remaining force to turn around and chop the vampire’s head right off of his shoulders. Exhaustion overwhelms you from the action and you collapse to the ground, covered in your blood and also the vamps which was rapidly spreading across the floor. You weakly chuckle and look up to see Dean scooting as close to you as he possibly can in his chains that are keeping him bound.

“Don’t worry Y/N, Sammy will be coming soon just hold on for me, okay?”