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Part Of the Family

 Characters: Dean x half Sister, Sam x half Sister 

Warnings: Angst, Fluff , strong language 

Ages 

Dean- 20 

Sam- 16

Y/N- 12

My entry into this world wasn’t considered to be a phenomena which was adored by all. On the contrary, I believe it was frowned upon extensively by all the family members. I was the youngest Winchester in the family. Daughter of John Winchester and Sarah Daniels, not Mary Winchester. Hence this why I believe  both Sam and Dean didn’t care for me like they did for each other. Don’t get me wrong, they never went out of their way to hurt me or bully me but for them I was just a non existent entity which sat in the backseat of the car. 

As a child I was jealous of the bond the two of them shared, though they had enough troubles which would last them a lifetime at least they had each other. As a spectator I considered it a privilege to watch their bond grow into this wonderful relationship. A relationship of brothers, best friends and confidants. The troubles they faced they shared with each other, they were willing to lend each other their shoulder to cry on and carry the weight of the world. As a spectator I could write a book about their relationship but as a sister or half sister I was filled with a peculiar kind of jealousy, I didn’t want them to break their bond I just wanted them to add me in their group.  I just wanted to be a part of the family.

Sam and I entered the motel room after a long day of school. We dropped our backpacks on the ground and relished in the coolness. Dean walked in that very moment and smirked at our dehydrated condition. 

“You guys need to bathe. You are stinking up the place!”

Sam looked up at Dean with his perpetual bitch face. “Well you could have been a decent brother and come pick up us in your fancy car.”

Dean shook his head and said. “No can do brother. You need to learn that life is hard and I won’t always come to your rescue. Also I need my beauty sleep man or how else am I gonna woe the ladies?” Sam rolled his eyes at his big brother and laid his head back against the sofa. I just sat there watching my brothers bicker back and forth. It was quite amusing. 

Dean suddenly turned towards me and and in a monotonous tone spoke to me.”Y/N, Dad has told me to tell you that you need to do research for the next hunt. We have no idea what it is and Sam can’t do it because he has a test.”

I looked at him and sighed heavily. “Dean I actually kind of have a test too, Can Sam and I both do it? It will be faster and better.”

Sam just looked at me in an irritated fashion from the corner of his eye and suddenly got up to go to the bathroom. He shut the door with a loud bang.  

Dean just got up from his chair and stood over me. 

“Y/n, for the love of god. Can you please start pulling your weight around here. We don’t ask much of you. This test is really important for Sam and he hasn’t been sleeping well since the last hunt. You can at least do this much.”

Saying this Dean walked away from me. I sat alone in the room while the tears pricked my eyes and fell on my cheeks. I myself had gotten hurt on my shoulder from the last hunt and since we were low on money I had not been taking anything. It wasn’t fair. I just rubbed the tear stains from my eyes and picked up my backpack to go to the library to do research. 

Dean’s POV 

I sat in the motel room cleaning the guns. I glanced at the clock and realized that it was almost 9 and Y/N still had not returned. I looked at Sam who had fallen asleep while reading his book. I was still contemplating whether I should go to the library and check up on Y/n when I heard a knock at the door. I opened it to find my sister carrying a bunch of books in her hand. 

“It’s a werewolf.” She announced as she entered the room. She dropped all her stuff on the table and went straight to the bathroom. The sound woke up Sam who was now rubbing his eyes. 

“What’s with all the ruckus man?” He asked

I looked at him and replied. “Y/n just came back, she said its a werewolf.”

“Well can’t she keep it down, Dad is also sleeping here. Seriously man she has never cared for anybody.” He grumbled.

“I hear ya brother, We will go tonight to hunt this son of a bitch. I want it dead as as soon as possible.”

At that very moment Y/n came out of the washroom with a towel in her hand. Her movements looked tired and her eyes were bloodshot. 

“Y/n pack the bags, we will be going tonight for the hunt.” I told her nonchalantly.

She frowned and sadly looked at me. I kept her notes on the table and put my hands on my waist. “What you don’t want to go tonight for the hunt ? Causing you severe inconvenience is it ?”

She closed her eyes and said”I never said that, I just...Can you please pack the bags I am really tired and I really need to sleep.”

Sam scoffed from the sofa.”Y/n, you literally just went to the library and came back. Why are you even tired?”

“Because I was working my ass of unlike you. You were in fucking dreamland snoring away to glory.” 

Sam got up and suddenly grabbed her hand. “You will not talk to me like that! Do you understand me?!?!” 

I put a hand on Sam’s shoulder.” Sam calm down and let her go. She is just a little girl.”

“I am also your sister.” Y/n said in a timid and and broken voice and I swear my heart split right into two but before I could say anything Sam’s voice boomed loudly. “No sweetheart, get this misunderstanding out of your head. You are not our sister. You are our charity case. You are not our mother’s daughter.” 

I grabbed Sam by the shoulder and pulled him away from Y/n. “What the Hell Sam?!?”  I yelled at him. 

“Oh come on Dean, you yourself said that she never was and never will be our sister. I am tired of her. She doesn’t belong here. You said so yourself.” I took a deep breath and told Sam to go inside. I looked back at Y/n and saw that tears were making their way down her cheek. 

“Listen, Y/n I am sorry you had to hear that. I don’t know what is wrong with him? I think he is just stressed.

“Dean did you really say all that about me?”

I sighed and looked at her. “Listen, I don’t want to lie to you. I might have said that, but it was a long time ago.”

“Do you really not consider me your sister?”

“It’s not like that Y/n. It is different with you. I am really sorry that I hurt you. Saying this I walked back into the bedroom.

Y/n’s POV 

I stood their in the room and clutched my locket tightly in my hand. Why on earth did were they so mean to me? Why did they not love me? Was blood really that important to them? I tried to wipe my tears but  to no avail they just kept descending down my cheeks. I fell down on the floor and cried as much as I could. I grieved for the love I was never given in this household. I grieved for the family I was never a part of. 

End of Part 1 

To be continued.

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Supernatural 12x03 - Mary leaves

Sister fic 

Warnings - angst, swearing, fluff

Characters- Mary Winchester,Dean Winchester,Sam Winchester, Sister Winchester 

DEAN’S POV

“i just need a little time.” Her voice rang sharp in the bunker and left us all stunned. Mom wanted to leave us. Mom wanted to leave me. I felt Y/n hitched her breath and tried to control a sob. She hid behind me like she was a little girl  again. Mom looked at me with wide eyes and came to comfort me but I couldn’t. I couldn’t let her touch me instead I looked back at the floor hoping for the ground to open up and swoop me in. She picked up Dad’s journal and walked towards Sam. 

“I love you.” She said “All of you.” 

She looked at Y/n and smiled which she returned half heatedly. She turned her back and walked out of the door. The noise which the door made was unbearable. It sounded like something me was abandoning me. It was the same sound I had heard numerous times when Dad left to go on a hunt Knowing very well that both my siblings would comfort me I walked back into my room.

 Y/N’S POV 

I watched as my eldest brother ran back to his room. I knew how he felt, he adored mom. She was a woman that he had always put on a pedestal and the pedestal was so high and so sacred that no one could match up to it. I looked back at Sam who was still staring at the door with which Mary had recently departed and suddenly the big sister mode in me kicked in and I walked towards my taller though younger brother and hugged him tightly from behind and as soon as I had hugged him a dam broke from within Sam and he started sobbing earnestly in my arms. I lowered him on the floor and let him sob out his broken heart.

“Why?” “Why on earth did she leave us?” he bawled

i shushed him gently and planted a kiss on his head.

“She just needs some time Sammy, that’s all.”

“Y/n/n, you and I both know that is bullshit! Why are we never enough for anybody?” saying that my younger brother started bawling again and all i could to comfort him was hold him tight and that’s what i did. 

After an hour or so of crying, he was so exhausted that he went to sleep right there. Knowing that I would not be able to move him without waking him up I gently moved out from under his head and went to fetch his blanket and pillow. I placed the pillow under his head and tucked the blanket around. When I stood up my twin was standing there with his red rimmed eyes. He sighed in an exhaustive fashion and went back to his room quietly.

I knew Dean. I knew his emotions and his facial expressions. I knew everything about him. I was his twin. it was both of our jobs to look after Sammy. I dabbed his knee after a hunt and he dabbed my head. So I knew not approach him but the concern part in me just wouldn’t give up. So I went up to his room and entered without knocking. Dean was sitting on the ground with silent tears rolling down his face. 

“You know you are exactly like Mom.” he said in a hoarse voice. “But the only difference is that you take care.”  

“Dean..” I stared but he interrupted loudly.

“No Y/n/n! Just No! I am sick and tired of people who are supposed to act like our bloody parents but have just given up on the job. First it was Dad and now it’s Mom. And i am tired of making excuses for them. I am tired of not only their lies but I am tired of lying to myself. I am just tired.”  With that he banged his hand on the floor and his head at the edge of the bed. 

DEAN’S POV

After breaking down in front of my sister I wiped away my tears angrily. I watched as she walked and sat down next to me. I expected her to again reassure me that things weren’t the way I was perceiving them but she just picked up my hand kissed the back of it. I looked at her and saw that she was on the verge of breaking down. Y/n NEVER breaks down but now I was seeing it before my eyes as she put her hand on her mouth and as her breath hitched. She put her head on my shoulder and started crying quietly. 

The feeling I experienced is what people call “heart break”. I was angry at seeing my little sister in pain. I was angry at my mom because she had caused this pain. She had put the burden on my shoulders as well as hers and now I could see she was tired too. 

“Why don’t they love us?” she asked quietly.

And there it was, the question each of us were looking an answer to. So I closed my eyes kissed her forehead deeply. I loved her and my brother so much and I was tired of the world for hurting us.

“Hey Kiddo.” I said gently 

“Don’t cry. We will get past this as we have each other. The three of us are a team and I am so proud of you for looking out for us. But sometimes you need to take care of yourself too. So come on now you and I are bunking together.”

I helped her get in my bed and wiped away her tears with my thumb. I climbed on the other side and pulled her closer. I started stroking her gently so she would calm down. I could still see that she was crying. She suddenly turned and around and kissed me on the cheek. 

“I love you Dean. You are the best brother ever”

At that my eyes pricked with tears. The happy ones and I kissed her head. 

“I love you too kiddo. You are the sweetest twin ever” She smiled at that and turned away to face her side. 

“Come on now sleep! We have to pull a prank at  6′4 monster who is sleeping on the floor tonight before he wakes up in the morning. “

She chuckled at that and closed her eye. 

We will be fine as long as we have each other.

THE END !!

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Fare thee well Supernatural

The time has come to turn to the last page of the book. To say goodbye to not only a show but a beautiful world. A world which taught us that people can make mistakes but that doesn't define them, a world which is an epitome of sibling bonds and world who taught us the concept that family doesn't end with blood.

Thank you supernatural! For becoming such a huge part of our lives for being their for us when we truly felt alone. For giving us a family and for always having our back. The uniqueness that each character represented, the bond that the characters shared and the beautiful beacon of light this show has become for so many of us. For 15 years of heartbreak, family, love and brothers. We thank you immensely.

There aren't enough words in the world which will ever combine what this show means to me so here is me trying to do justice to it.

The family and the bonds we have made will continue. The times when life had taken the turn for the worse this show was there for us. I started this show when I was 12 years old and now as a 20 year old this show will take it's last breath.

Thank you supernatural. Goodbye.

P. S. Supernatural will always be the 'jerk' to my 'bitch'

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The Bonds In This Life

Characters - Dean Winchester, John Winchester, Sam Winchester, Sister Reader

Warnings - fluff, angst, swearing

Y/n- 14

Dean- 21

Sam- 17

Your POV

As soon as the last bell rang for the day I grabbed my backup and quite literally sprinted out of the school building. I skipped most of the steps and ran towards Sam who was adjusting his backup on his shoulder.

"Sammy!" I yelled at the top of my voice.

At this he turned around and smiled widely. He raised his hand a little and I high fived him as soon as I reached him.

"Hey little idiot! How was school?"

I looked up at him, impressed with the small insult he had just given to me.

"Wow your power of insulting is improving, a few more lessons and I will turn you from Nerdy Sam to Sassy Sam."

Sam looked at me with an unamused expression etched on his face but it quickly broke into a smile and transformed later to a chuckle.

"You are crazy! What can we do to stop this madness from killing us?"

"Nothing big brother, it surely sucks to be you."

Sam shook his head in both amusement and irritation and grabbed my hand as we walked back to the our motel.

"So how was school? " Sam asked in a casual manner.

I looked up at him and gave him a tight smile. "Oh it was fine ; the usual boring and boring and also boring!"

"Y/n/n, I understand that at your age most kids find school boring but it is very important for you and believe it or not, you grasp concepts immediately and have always done well at school"

"I know Sammy, I will keep up the grades and also perform in co-curriculuer activities but I sometimes wonder why am I wasting my time doing this when I can be researching or improving my latin. I sometimes feel bad that I can't help you all on hunts because of some group project or class test. But you know another part of me feels a little happy when I get good grades and when I do my projects well."

Sam looked at me intensely and then he put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me to his side.

"There is nothing wrong with being happy about schoolwork and excelling at it and you don't have to feel guilty if you can't help once in a while, Dean, Dad and I are there and for the record you are the most sorted one out of all of us. You manage both hunting and school and keep the same comitmment to them, you also put up with a lot of crap from dad when he trains you and you also put up with Dean and I, and putting up with Dean is commendable."

That earned a laugh out of me. Dean. My eldest brother, my hero and my mentor. My brother raised me and sacrificed everything for Sam and I. My Dad on the other hand only ever scolded me and nothing else. I sometimes don't even like him.

So lost in my own thoughts I was that I did not even notice that we had reached our motel. We entered the room to find Dean on the floor with a huge cut on his forehead which was bleeding quite profusely and my Dad was standing over him with a broken bottle of liquor in his hand. It did not take a genius to find out what had happened.

"DEAN!" Both Sam and I screamed simultaneously.

Sam walked towards John in anger while I rushed to Dean and put his head on my lap.

"What the hell did you do to him?!" Sam bellwoed at Dad.

Dean craned his head from my lap and spoke in a defeated man's voice "Guys please go inside.This is between me and Dad."

"Have you lost your bloody mind Dean, I am not leaving you or Y/n a second alone with him."

"Son take your sister and go inside right this second." John spoke in a calm and terrifying voice which boomed across the room.

All three of us since infancy for me and childhood for Sam and Dean have been conditioned to follow an order without question. From the sound of his voice our limbs automatically move to the way he wants and trying to defy him has always ended in a beating.

"No." I spoke with a clarity in my head and firmness in my voice. "We will not move an inch from here till you tell us why did you hit my big brother?"

Dean's POV

My little sister's voice befuddled us all and I could have sworn that no man was not afraid of her. Her strength resonated from her voice and this made my dad's blood boil in anger.

He loomed over both me and my sister with the liquor bottle still clutched in his hand tightly.

"Did you just try to dictate and overule my orders young lady?"

I could feel my little sister trembling a little bit since my head was still in her lap and her soft hands were in my hair, gently running her fingers through it. I could also see Sam from the corner of my eye, his entire expression spoke volumes to me and I could see how scared my little siblings were.

So I got up from the floor with some difficulty and felt my sister help me up. I looked John straight in the eye and I kept Y/n behind me.

"Dad please let them go, they are just defending me. It was my fault. I am sorry, Sir"

Sam looked at my father and roared.

" WHAT THE HELL DID HE DO?!?"

I could feel my sister flinch behind me and I grabbed her hand to reassure her.

"HE LOST THE GODDAMN MONEY!" Dad shouted back.

"Your fool of a brother lost the money we needed ,to do god knows what!"

"That doesn't give you the right to hit him!" Sam yelled back, still defending me.

"Look at his forehead Dad! Look what you have done to him!"

"Sam please don't do this." I pleaded with him but he just turned a deaf ear to me.

"Wait a minute." my sister came out from behind me and looked my father straight in the eye with rage burning in them.

"You are talking about the money kept in that drawer right?" she pointed towards the old brown drawer with her finger.

"Dad I saw you take that money to go buy liquor for yourself."

I stared at my father in shock. "What the hell Dad!"

"Are you sure?" Sam enquired and she nodded her head in a positive manner. He then turned his head to look at dad and spoke with anger laced in his voice.

"What the hell is wrong with you? You are now lying and beating your children for a mistake that you committed!"

My father started at my sister and yelled.

" She is lying! Why would I do that? You are in so much trouble girl."

Y/n scoffed with tears in her eyes and spoke with a bold face.

"Dad please don't embarrass yourself anymore, we all know what has happened now and there is no point in arguing about it. Please just go. It is always better when it is the three of us because you have always just beaten us our whole lives. You are just my Dad for namesake. It is Dean you should be thanking for raising us. It is Dean who made the sacrifices not you, it is Dean who has earned the respect not you. It has always been my big brother and I will not hold back if you ever raise a hand on him. Just get lost.

What happened next was something I shall remember for the rest of my life. My Dad hit my sister's face with the same bottle he dad used to hit me and pushed her into the wall. She screamed in agony as her back hit the wall.

I could not hold my anger anymore, I pounced on my father and I saw Sam doing the same. We punched him multiple times.

"You son of a bitch! If you ever touch even a hair on my sister's head I will kill you with my bare hands." I thundered at him.

Both me and Sam then grabbed him by the shoulders and threw him out for the night.

We ran towards our little sister who was still on the floor. I picked her up and put her on the bed. I then removed her hair from her face and saw that a long scar was on her cheek. A gift from our father. I looked up at Sam and saw that his eyes were swimming with tears.

"It's okay Sammy. She will be okay there is no permanent damage." I told him softly.

He didn't even look at me , he just grabbed her hand and kissed her forehead deeply, softly talking to her.

I went to get the first aid so that I can clean her wounds and then mine but when I got back I saw that Y/n had just opened her eyes and was quite disoriented.

I rushed beside her and grabbed her hand. "Hey baby girl, How are you feeling?"

She looked at me and smiled and then touched my wound on my head with her fingers. I grabbed her this hand as well and kissed her fingers deeply.

"Guys" we both looked at Sam when he spoke and cleared his throat. "There is not a lot of bandage left, I will just go to the store to get some."

We both nodded at him. He kissed Y/n's forehead and grabbed his jacket to go get the bandage. I know when Sammy wanted to break down and this is why he left, to go get some peace of mind and to heave his heart out.

I looked back at my sister and started cleaning her wound.

"Dean" she spoke in a soft voice

"Where is Dad?"

I clenched my jaw and looked at her sternly. "He will not come back tonight."

She nodded. "I didn't mean to make him this mad."

"What?!" I almost yelled at her. But when I looked I saw that she was crying with tears dripping down her cheeks and her throat was hitching due to the aggressive waterworks.

"Oh Y/n/n, come here." I brought her in my arms and rubbed my hands up and down her back in a soothing manner. She cried more when her face was resting on my shoulder and I understood why she needed to do that. When she calmed down a bit , I pulled back a little and rubbed the tears tracks from her face.

"Now I want you to listen to me okay?" I told her sternly.

"What dad did was wrong. He did something which is unimaginable he hit you with a bottle of glass and even pushed you. He did something to you for a mistake you did not commit. So it is not your fault. He is an asshole and you are an amazing human being. You deserve everything and we can't even give you the basic things. So forget that it was your fault,it is not. Also I promise you that this is the first and the last time Dad will ever hit you like this. He won't touch you I won't let him. Okay?"

She nodded at me and smiled through her Tears. She then pulled me into a hug and whispered in my chest. "Thank you for being my big brother Dean. I love you a lot."

At this my heart just melted and I hugged her tighter and kissed her sacred cheek and forehead multiple times. "I love you too little idiot."

She laughed at her nickname and pressed herself into my chest.

Normal POV

When Sam returned he saw Y/n sleeping in Dean's arms and Dean was just smiling and wiping his tears.

The end

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Accident Part 2

Characters - Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Reader Warning - Swearing, angst, talk of injuries

Dean’s POV

I remember it. I remember it all. I remember waiting for the ambulance, I remember feeling my little sister’s blood seeping in clothes and making them damp, I remember crying uncontrollably when she was on the stretcher, I remember my knees hitting the floor when they wheeled her away in the operating room, I remember looking at my little brother"s face and seeing the broken expression haunt his eyes and the person responsible for all this pain was me.

“Why did I yell at her? ” I asked myself in an emotionless voice but I knew that Sam was listening. We were sitting here for almost an hour and no one had given us any updates on our little sister. Both of us had dried blood on our clothes and hands. The blood which belonged to my little sister and the reason why it was there was because of me.

“He was a drunk driver.” Sam suddenly stated in a tone which was very similar to my own. He had completely ignored my question and was stating things, maybe to himself.

“What did you just say? ” I asked my younger brother, the calmness in my tone was slowly being replaced by anger.

“He was drunk driver. He was drunk and driving and he had the bloody nerve to hit my little sister! ”

At this point I knew. I knew that I had to remain calm, that I had to soothe my younger brother, because it wasn’t just my little sister who was in there fighting for her life it, it was Sam’s too. Sam must be feeling the same emotions that I was feeling and I had not even paid attention to him because I was so wrapped up in my own world that I had failed to see how my best friend was coping.

I saw that Sam’s shoulders had started to shake so I did the only thing I knew which would comfort him and me. I put my arm around his shoulders and made his head rest against my shoulder and then we both cried our hearts out for the little sister we loved and cherished.

Sam’s POV

I knew it. I knew what my brother was feeling, I knew how much guilt he was carrying in his heart, I knew that he didn’t mean what he said and I knew that my little sister was hurt, not only physically but emotionally as well.

My little sister has a good heart. I can see how much she cares about me and Dean. I see her. I see how she looks at me and Dean with adoration in her eyes, I know she consider us to be some sort of superheros, I also know how unbelievably caring she can be.

She does our laundry for us so that Dean and I can have clean clothes, she soothes us everytime one of us is upset from nightmare or a hunt, she covers us with a blanket when sees me and Dean are resting without one, she fixes all our wounds, she takes care of us when we are sick, she runs her hand through our hair in a gesture of comfort and most importantly she is so loyal to us that one just feels like putting her in your arms and never letting her go. I love her. God I love her so much and I can’t loose her. She is everything to me and Dean.

Dean’s POV

Sam and I have been sitting silently for almost 2 hours and now our patience is wearing, I was just about to get to ask about my sister. When a lady came holding a white clipboard to her chest.

“Y/N Winchester’s family? ” she asked in a polite tone.

Sam and I got up in a simultaneous manner.

“Yes that is us, how is our sister? ” I enquired

“Perhaps you would like to come in my office.. ”

“No doc, here is just fine.”

“Very well then, your sister had a broken leg, a grievously sprained arm, bruises on multiple parts of her body as well as some broken ribs.”

Both our breaths hitched when he heard how gravely injured she was.

“ But don’t worry, everything will be okay. She is a brave girl and she came right through, right now we have her on ventilator but that is just a precaution don’t worry all she needs is plenty of rest and she will be right as rain”

I heaved a sigh of relief and asked in a weak tone.

“Can we see her? ”

“Yes ofcourse, just follow me”

We followed the doctor to the room my little sister was situated in. I couldn’t wait to see her, apologise to her and help her through this.

When we entered the room, me and Sam took in the sight of our little sister and just stopped right there. We couldn’t believe what we were seeing, our sister’s entire body looked weak. Her face had some bruising on it, her leg was in a cast and so was her left arm but the thing which scared me and Sam the most was the ventilator which was jammed down her throat.

“I know that this sight can be very uncomfortable, please down right here and have some water.” the doctor chimed in.

“When will she wake up Doctor? ” Sam asked her in a hesitant tone.

“She should wake up in an hour or so, I will give you some privacy now. ”

As soon as she left, me and Sam went on either side of her bed and grasped her small hands. She looked so fragile in that state that all I wanted to do was hold her and never let her go. I caressed her soft hair with my hand and then kissed her forehead deeply.

“Hey baby girl, I don’t know if you can hear me but you should know that me and Sam are right here and we are not going anywhere. Just quickly wake up so I can apologise for hurting you.”

“She will forgive man. ” I looked at Sam as he spoke this with sincerity in his voice.

“She will forgive you. I mean you are her hero. She loves you. ”

“I am that hero who called one of greatest things in my life a burden and I don’t even know why I did it. ”

“You were angry, you didn’t mean it. She will understand that. Trust me. ”

Saying this Sam walked out of the room. I turned my attention back at my little sister and stared at her face.

“Sweetheart, I know I am making a complete idiot out of myself by saying this but I want you to know okay. I want you to know that you are the most beautiful, caring and thoughtful girl I could have as a sister. You are not burden. You are my little sister and I love you so so so so much and I am so so sorry for making you cry, for making feel so bad. I am just so sorry, just please wake up so I can apologise to you, please sweetie just please wake up. I love you kiddo. Please just wake up and listen to me.”

I sobbed my heart out and gathered her beautiful hand tightly in mine and laid my head against her arm and waited for her to wake up.

To be continued Tags- @straightasdeanwinchester @winchesters-favorite-girl @dreamin-of-somewhere-else @haleyhay96 @bea789 @wolf-of-shadows @unicorndreamer1622 @buckyplease @jackjackljaqui @u-snavi @spnsisimagines @fanfreak07

The Accident

Hi everybody!! So this is not at all good but I really wanted to write something like this

Characters-Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Sister Reader

Warnings- Swearing, angst,

You walked slowly behind your brothers as they opened the motel door, you had just come back from a guresome hunt, there was supposed to be only one wendigo but it turned out there were three so in short things didn’t go according to plan and all you had to do a lot of things in an impromptu way. The only problem was that one of the wendigo had dug it’s claws in your left leg and your right arm was coloured in red and black bruises, if one is being honest everything in your body was hurting. And this was the very reason why your elder brother Dean was pissed as hell.

As soon as you entered the room, Dean dropped his duffel bag on the ground and turned towards you. He looked at you with such anger and resentment in his eyes that if looks could kill you would not only be dead but Dean would personally drop you at the gates of heaven or hell.

“Sit”, he commanded in a gruff voice and you instantly went and sat at the edge of the bed. “Sam get the first aid so I can clean this up”.Sam immediately went to get the first aid without a word, everyone knew when Dean was angry all we have to do is back off.

“I need to clean your leg first ,sit further back on the bed so I can clean the leg”, so you shifted till you back was touching the headboard and your legs were carefully spawrled out in front of you.

Dean carefully rolled up your jeans while you pressed your lips together to stop from hissing in pain, Sam kept the first aid near Dean and sat beside you so he could hold your hand. You smiled faintly at Sam which he returned and sequezed your hand.

Dean first cleaned the cut and then he poured the alcohol on the wound, you let out a small cry of pain at which Sam gently soothed you. “Shhhh it’s okay y/n, it’s okay”

When Dean had finished his procedure, Sam got off the bed first so he could help you sit in a more comfortable position.

“Stop coddling her Sam”, Dean said in a harsh tone

“Dean she is hurt”, Sam tried to reason with your elder brother.

“I know, which brings me to a very intersesting question; what in the world were you thinking?”

The air in the room turned very still, and you nervously swallowed the harshness away in your throat. You hated when Dean got angry with you, you loved him more than anyone else in the world except Sam and you hated when you dissapointed him.

So you gathered your courage and very calmly spoke,“I know you are angry Dean but I didn’t mean to get hurt, everything happened so fast and all of us had to make the best of a bad or in this case really bad situation”

“Are you making excuses? Do you see me and Sam with such injuries?

You shook your head because you could not merely his eyes.

“That’s right we don’t have such injuries because we are smart, well trained hunters and not dumb like you, today you come to motel kipping on your leg, tomorrow me and Sam will be carrying your dead body here”

“Dean! What the hell are yo-”

“Sam, let me deal with this, you baby her too much when will she grow, when will she learn when will she start acting like a fucking mature adult?! ”

You bit your lips hard trying not let the tears which had filled your eyes drop on your cheek but unfortunately, no matter how hard you tried you couldn’t keep them inside and they spilled on your cheeks.

“Oh great, now she is crying”, Dean said while clapping his hands and mocking you in every way.

Sam was about to go to comfort her but Dean stopped him.

“Sam when will she learn? When will she start acting like a responsible adult ?

“That is the point Dean! She is barely fourteen she is not an adult!! ”

“Well she is not a kid either! She hast learn. When will she stop being a burden?! ”

And that was it for you, you ran out of the motel room and started running down the empty main road, you couldn’t believe it that the man who you had placed on the highest pedestal considered you a burden, you loved him so much and he didn’t even love you back.

“Y/N! STOP!” you heard Dean’s voice behind you but you didn’t stop.

“Y/n please, just listen” So you turned around and saw Dean a little farther away on the sidewalk, with Sam right behind him.

“WHAT DO YOU WANT?! ” you had just screamed that when suddenly out of nowhere a car came and collided again you and you only felt immense pain and then black.

Dean’s POV

My eyes widened when I saw the car hit my baby sister. None of us had seen it coming.

“Y/N !!!!” Me and Sam yelled together and ran to where our baby sister lay on the ground.

Anger boiled in me when I saw what condition she was in, for one second I thought that she was dead.

“Dean, she is breathing……. barely, Call the ambulance ” Sam said in a broken voice as he cradled my baby sister in his arm whispering words of comfort.

I quickly called the ambulance and gave them the details of the place, I checked on the driver of the car and saw that he was unconscious but had no physical injuries.

I went and knelt down next to Sam, so I could see my baby girl.

“ Sweetheart, don’t worry nothing will happen to you, I am right here okay so don’t be scared me and Sam we are not going anywhere”

“WHERE IS THE DAMM AMBULANCE!?!?!! ” I YELLED I turned my attention back to my sister, I grabbed her hands and peppered them with kisses and started mumbling “I am sorry, I am so so sorry, I love you” no then started sobbing hysterically and felt Sam’s hand rub my back up and down in comfort as we waited for the ambulance.

To be continued

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Brother, you deserve the world

Characters- Dean Winchester, John Winchester, Sam Winchester (mentioned), Sister reader Warning - Swearing, angst, fluff etc.

I kept my shotgun, knife and other weapons in my bag and zipped it tightly, I looked over at my father and saw that he was staring at his notebook with deep concentration, his dark busy eyebrows were pressed together and his fingers were crossed over his lips. I have noticed on countless times that my father acquires this pose when he is in deep predicament.

“Do you need some help, Dad?”, I asked him cautiously as he sometimes gets mad when I disturb him or ask questions.

My dad looked up at me and shook his head,“No y/n/n, I was just going throw some notes of mine” he then closed his journal and walked towards his bag to keep it for safe keeping.

He then turned towards me and asked in gruff voice “Everything ready for the hunt? ” I nodded firmly and then sat on the edge of the bed to wait for my elder brother Dean.

“Your brother should be back by now, why is it taking him so long?”

“Maybe he went to a shop which sells brains” My father looked at me with an angry expression on his face.

“Y/n, listen this non serious attitude, joking about every little thing will not work. You are a hunter, you are supposed to be serious, mature, not have this childish, ridiculous attitude. Grow up y/n” I felt the tears burn in my eyes but I could not let them drop, knowing that this will give my father another opportunity to critize me. I nodded my head in obedience and whispered in a cracked voice, “Yes Sir” My brother chose to show at that very moment, and with the way his grin dropped I knew he could pick up the tension in the room. “Dean, you are back”, my father stated. “Yeah, I am sorry I am late sir, the were not allowing us to take the vehicle out of the parking lot for some reason so I had to wait” “Never mind, your sister has packed and hopefully kept all the weapons in the bag, so let’s not delay any longer and just kill this damn thing” “Yes sir” my brother and I responded in perfect sync. “I just need to use the washroom sir, I will be come out in a second” My father nodded at Dean and extended his hand to take the car keys from him, he then walked out the front door of the motel. I was close behind him but my brother grabbed my wrist and turned my body so I could face him. “What the hell happened? ” “Nothing Dean” “Really because I can see that you were crying and not too mention like really quite” “Dean, you came in like 5 minutes ago, what the hell do you want me to say!?!” “Did he say something to you? ” “No! ” But the way I had replied,the quickness in the answer and my green eyes shifting from his identical ones was all the proof Dean ever needed. “Sweetheart, just because Sam is not here doesn’t mean you hide things from me, I can help you but just tell me what the bloody hell happened” I sighed heavily and said, “We are getting late, Dad will be mad at us”. So I picked my bag and swung it over my shoulder and walked out of the door. Dean’s POV I know that something has happened, I know dad must have said something, lately he has been too hard on her. The entire car ride had this tense environment and my little sister was sitting too quietly. She was hurt and I hated that she was feeling such emotions this also made me extremely angry at my father. I hate it when he hurts her, I hate seeing her hurt. She is my entire life, I love her. How dare my father hurts her but I know that I can’t say a word against him so I keep my mouth shut. “okay, listen to me werewolf is somewhere here, keep a look out and be very attentive, I don’t want mistakes, Dean it is your job to protect her ” my father instructed this and started to walk on the other side of the deep words. Y/n and I walked around, my mind kept wandering back to my sister who was hurting inside and my blood seemed to boil every minute when I tried to imagine what he would have told her. So lost in my thoughts I was that I didn’t notice the werewolf which was trying to attack me. “Dean watch out!!!! ” I heard y/n yell but the werewolf was too fast and I could not shoot it in the heart, but then I also felt a sever shove which was given to me by my sibling and had me falling to the ground. I looked up and saw that my baby sister had pushed me out of the way and had put herself in harm’s way. The werewolf got more pissed when y/n tried to shoot it but couldn’t, I saw with bewilderment when the monster slashed my little sister’s arm and threw her in the tree. “Y/N!!!” I screamed and picked up my gun to shoot it, but as soon as I picked up my gun, the werewolf was shot in the heart and fell down on the ground dead. I turned back around and saw my father with a furious glare on his face, I didn’t care much about it as I rushed to my little injured sister. I reached her and saw that her head was bleeding slightly but it was the arm which worried me because it had so many deep cuts which were bleeding profusely. I carefully put her head on my lap and carded my fingers through her hair. “Dean, my arm hurts a lot ” she sobbed and my heart clenched at the sight of her in pain but I had to be strong. For her. “Shhhh sweetheart, don’t worry we will get that arm fixed and everything will okay. Aren’t you brave little girl, I promise nothing will happen to you. Shhhh don’t cry” She tried to but she could not stop crying. So I picked her up gently at which cried a little but I soothed her. I turned towards my father who still wore the furious expression on his face. When we got home, dad fixed up her arm and gave her some medicine for the pain. I couldn’t help but feel guilty, had I been paying attention this would not have happened. My little sister got hurt because of me. “How did this happen?” an angry voice which belonged to my father interrogated me, I glanced at my little sister who was propped on the bed with a scared expression on her face. “I wasn’t paying attention sir, I am sorry” I answered in my obedient voice. “Sorry will not fix your sister’s arm boy, look what happened because of you, she could have died, you irresponsible, ridiculous boy. Had I not come in time both of you could be Dead. This is outrageous, you have one simple job Dean Winchester watch out for your sister, and you can’t even do that. Today you are not only a bad son but a cowardly brother” The whole room was silent after my father’s cruel words, I felt weak and pathetic and yes a cowardly brother too. “You son of a bitch” I heard a female voice which belonged to sister, she was off the bed and was facing my father in that moment I can say she looked fearless. “What did you say young lady? ” “I said you son of a butch. How dare you speak to my brother like that, how dare you call him a coward. You have no right or authority to say that to him” “ I am your father, I have every right” “You called my big brother, my hero, the man who raised me since he was 8 years old a coward. He is anything but a coward, he made a small mistake tonight but that doesn’t mean it’s the end of the world, he is human please let him be one, and I think the only coward in this room is you and no one else” What happened next was absolutely unbelievable, my father raised his hand and hit my baby sister so hard that she fell the ground. “DAD!! ” I yelled at him and grabbed him by the collar. “You can do whatever you want with me, but if you raise a hand at her, I will not be responsible for my actions now get out! ” My father took his bag and went outside, I looked at my sister who was still on the ground sobbing her heart out. I picked her up and carried her to the bed. “Shhhh baby, it’s okay, don’t cry it’s okay ” my little sister looked up with tears in her eyes which were spilling on her cheeks. I ran my hand down her back to comfort her. “ I am sorry, I am so sorry, I couldn’t control it, he was attacking you and I could not help it De. You are not coward Dean, you are a hero, you deserve the world and what he said was horrible” at this she started to cry more. I sat on the bad and put her in my lap, so her head was against my chest, I started rocking her to soothe her. When she called me her hero and told me that I deserved the world, I felt loved . My baby sister was protecting me so I kissed her head softly and spoke to her. “ listen baby, thank you for standing up to dad for me you know no one has done that for me, but don’t put yourself in harms way, I physically can’t see you get hurt, you are my little baby sister and I love you and want to protect you, so next time just sit quietly don’t worry about a thing,okay” “ But you are my big brother and I can’t stand by and watch while the world hurts you, I am sorry but I can’t, I will protect you from everyone who tries to hurt, sorry you just have to live with that fact” I looked down at my little sister with tears glistening in my eyes she smiled at me and brushed those tears which managed to make it down my cheeks. I took her hand in mine and kissed it I then kissed her forehead and saw that her eyes were fluttering that means she was getting sleepy so I rocked her until she feel asleep and then put the blanket around us keeping her arm secure, we were both fast asleep, with my baby sister snuggled into my side. @winchesters-favorite-girl @dreamin-of-somewhere-else @u-snavi @straightasdeanwinchester @nickiwinchester97 @blacktithe7 @percussiongirl2017 @peachwizard @spnsisimagines

It's my job as well

Characters - sister readerx Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester (mentioned) , john Winchester (mentioned) Warning - swearing, angst (I guess), fluff(i think) Hey this is my first fanfic/imagine/whatever it is called do tell me how you like!! “y/n!” Dean called out my name in a tone of annoyance “y/n!!, where the hell are you. We were supposed to leave like an hour ago!” I came out of my room with both my brother"s bag as well as mine. “you know that you are required to take your clothes when you go hunting right? Because I am not spending the next week sitting next to a smelly, grouchy Dean”. My elder brother raised his eyebrow at me and I gave him a wide grin which as I am on countless times told resembles his. “Just get your ass in the car, we are already late and Sam is not even here with us which means it will probably take us ages to figure out what the hell we are dealing with”

“You mean it will take YOU ages, I on the other hand am considered Winchester brain part 2” I sassed back at my brother who rolled his eyes at me and walked towards the garage to sit in his beloved car, I followed him and sat in the seat which is usually dominated by other elder brother Sam.

“alright, let’s get this show on the road!” I did a little happy dance and then saw my brother staring with an expression which clearly stated that he was not amused.

“any particular reason why you are so happy kiddo?” he asked while starting the car.

“I just never get to sit in the front the seat and I must say life is better when you are in the front seat” My brother shook his head and smiled at me. “as long as you don’t want to sit on my seat, I think life is good”

“Well.. I wouldn’t mind” “just shut up and enjoy you front seat life as long as you can and maybe I will let you pick the music if you don’t whine about sitting on my seat”

I scowled at my brother but then the corner of my mouth turned upwards and I started making faces at him. The entire ride was filled with the two of us joking, making fun of each other and talking about all things crazy. For those who don’t know ; my brother is everything to me.,I love him more than anything else in the world he gave up his entire childhood to raise me and Sam. My father John Winchester was never around he was too busy fighting monsters and looking for my mother’s killer. So Dean was given the responsibility of raising me and Sam, he is fiercely protective over me, he has fed me, taught me raised me and that is why I feel bad because he never got the childhood he deserved or the life so when I was around 10 and my brother around 21 I decided that I would try and become independent and won’t bother him anymore because he deserves the world and I wish I could give it to him.

A few days later “it’s a wendigo” I declared. Dean looked up from where his head was buried in the enormous book.

“you sure? ” he asked and I nodded my head still looking at my notes.

“well that means we are going to woods, we should get some sleep and we will make a move at around 11:30 at night. Sound good? ” I looked up at him and smiled, he patted me on the head and smiled back.

I went to the washroom to change in some comfortable clothes and when I got back I saw my brother fast asleep on the bed, I took the blanket from the edge of his bed and covered him up with it, I then removed his shoes and gave him a small kiss on the head, I then went to my bed and was out like a light.

Dean’s POV I woke up at 10:30 and ran a hand down my face, I looked over to the other bed and saw my baby sister fast asleep with her blanket on the ground, I then noticed the blanket around me and realised that my shoes had been removed. I shook my head and smiled, my little sister, the kid I raised. God I love her so much and especially the little things she does for me ,they make me feel so loved. I see it in her eyes that she genuinely tries to make things easier for me, so that I am in comfort.

I get up from my bed to pick up her blanket when I hear her whimper softly in her sleep. I study her face and when she whimpers again, I realise she is having a nightmare, so I cover her with a blanket and sit on the edge of her bed and gently run a hand down her back.“shhh sweetheart, go back to sleep, I will wake you up later” she settles down and I place a small kiss on her head. I watch her sleep contently and then I get up to pack equipment for the hunt.

Y/N’s POV I wake up to someone shaking me, “rise and shine shorty”. Obviously it my big, sleep snatcher brother, I grab my blanket and put it over my head. I hear my brother laugh at me and suddenly my blanket has been snatched from, I get up and scowl at my brother.

“sorry idiot, but we really need to leave, so come outside in 10” He walks towards the door and then turns back around “I know we are hunters and we should be prepared to not only kill but even scare the monsters, but even I think it is really cruel for the wendigo to see your hair in that state, the poor thing might just kill itself.” he says and then quickly runs out of the door before the pillow which I launched can hurt.

“so listen, this hunt is a little more dangerous than our normal salt and burn.just don’t be scared but if you are in trouble save yourself don’t worry about killing it ,okay” I nodded at my brother and both of us went our separate paths.

I was walking in the thick woods, trying to find this sneaky wendigo when I heard my brother shout, I ran as fast as my legs would carry me and saw that my brother was on the ground and his weapon was nowhere near him, as the website was advancing towards my brother, I picked up my weapon and shot the wendigo, which did nothing but piss it off, the monster growled towards me and then slashed me in the stomach I heard a faint “No!!!!” from some corner of the universe but I had blanked out. I woke up in a white room, my arm had a IV in it, I turned my head to see that Dean was sleeping with his head on my bed and my hand firmly grasped in his, I took my other hand and ran it through his hair. He woke up in an instant and looked at me with red eyes which held deep emotions. “hi” I croaked as my throat was extremely dry. “hi” my brother replied back and he moved forward to kiss my head several times. He sat back down in the chair and called for the nurse who came in a jiffy. “hi sweetie, how are you feeling?” she asked me politely with a smile. “just a little sore and groggy” “don’t worry in a few hours you will feel much better, your body has gone through a lot so I want you take plenty of rest and in a few weeks you will be fit again” then she turned towards my brother and told him"just keep an eye on her and take care of her she will be right as rain" Dean smiled at her politely and nodded. She then left the room soon after. “are you okay, did it hurt you? ” my brother looked at me with stern eyes and just nodded sadly. “what"s wrong? ” My brother looked at me with tears in his eyes.“ I am so sorry, you should not be in this bed, you almost bleed out in my arms and it’s my job to protect ,to take care of you sweetheart but now you were hurt because I couldn’t kill the wendigo the first chance I got, and I almost lost you, I can’t do that” my brother put his hands to rub the tears out of his eyes. I caught hold of his hand rubbed the tears off his cheeks. “you have no idea how wrong you are, Dean you saved me I would have bled out and died. You are my hero Dean but that doesn’t mean it is not my job to take care of you, it is my job as well, I love you big brother so thank you for saving me” Dean got up from his chair and sat on my bed he carefully gathered me in his arms so my back was against his chest. He put his head against mine and smiled I turned my head to give him a small peck on the cheek, he smiled wider at that and said. “I love you little sister I will always protect you ” @straightasdeanwinchester @dreamin-of-somewhere-else @spnsisimagines @blacktithe7

Stocking Filler

Info: Living on the road means no Christmas tree, but Dean makes sure his little sister has some of the Christmas magic.

Relationship: Winchester brothers x sister

Living on the road with an 8 year old was hard, but during the Christmas period it was harder for the brothers to keep their little sister lively. Seeing all the Christmas trees at each motel they went to, y/n always frowned when she seen the boxes that were underneath the tree. When they went to victims houses and see the piles of presents underneath the tree for the kids, Dean felt disheartened, knowing his sister couldn’t have that. But he wanted her to have some form of a normal childhood, so tried to do something special for her each year.

Y/n always stood admiring the Christmas lights that dotted the shops ceilings during Christmas time. She loved to press the buttons of each teddy bear or decoration she seen, much to the annoyance of her brothers. For an 8 year old she was very understanding when it came to their lives being very different to that of a normal family, but December she was always disappointed, knowing she couldn’t have the Christmas joy regular kids her age had.

“Sam, what is Christmas?” Y/n asked, looking up at her older brother innocently. Sam’s heart broke a little, knowing she wouldn’t get to experience the magic. “Well, Christmas is different for everyone. But for most of the world it’s a time for family and presents.” Sam spoke as he crouched down to his sister. “Why do they have a tree indoors?” Y/n asked, confused. “Well they place presents under the tree and then open them on Christmas day.” “Why don’t we have that?” “A tree in baby, no way.” Dean remarked, shaking his head rapidly at the thought. “No silly, presents.” Y/n giggled, and Dean and Sam looked at each other with sadness. “Our gift is each other, that we survived another year of hunting.” Dean smiled, crouching down beside Sam. “I like our present.” Y/n smiled widely, throwing her arms around her brothers necks. “Me too.” Sam sighed, patting his sisters back slightly.

Y/n pulled apart from the two older Winchesters before running down the aisle to where a large bear was dressed up as Santa and dancing. Sam watched her as she began wiggling with it with a laugh before looking to Dean who was moving away from him.

“Where are you going?” Sam asked his brother, frowning at him. “Getting her a selection box.” Dean stated, moving towards the chocolate section. “Your gonna make her hyper.” Sam called out. “No, I’m gonna give her Christmas memories.” “With a box of chocolates?” “Every kid loves them Sam.” Dean remarked, throwing his arms out before flipping him off.

True to Deans word, he got y/n a selection box, and she was over the moon to see the box cut out like a stocking . And true to Sams word, she became hyper on the chocolate, refusing to leave even one bar left. She winded up causing herself a sugar crash with all the giddiness she had, and Sam glared at Dean who avoided his sight.

“Told you she’d get hyper.” Sam snapped at his older brother. “Oh one day of her being hyper, the tragedy.” Dean spoke, acting scared, “let her live like a normal child for once Sammy, she doesn’t get that often.” “There are other things that could give her a normal childhood for a while.” Sam shot back. “Like the playground or something.” “It’s Christmas Sammy, you see her watching the presents under the trees and lights hung around. She doesn’t get that normal Christmas that every other child does, let her have this”  Dean spoke harshly, glancing in the rearview mirror to watch as y/n moved around in her seat to an uncomfortable position. “Who’s fault is that?” Sam snapped. “Don’t go there Sammy.” Dean shouted, only for Sam to look back when they heard whining, “Look I know you don’t agree with the way dad has her life, but we can make it a little better by giving her some aspects of a normal childhood alright.” Dean spoke softly, not wanting to wake their sister. “Right.” Sam sighed, leaning his head against the window.

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Case after case the Winchester’s rolled through each town, barely stopping for more than a few days, and soon it was Christmas eve. Dean had parked the impala at the top of the hill, and before Sam could remark about his choices the oldest brother leaned back to shake y/n who was covered in Sam’s jacket as she slept.

“What?” Y/n asked tiredly, not opening her eyes. “Come on, I want to show you something.” Dean spoke, moving to get out of the car. “What?” Y/n asked again, this time opening her eyes. “Yea what?” Sam asked, also moving to get out of the car. “I heard town folks talking about their annual firework display Christmas eve.” Dean explained to his brother before opening the back door and lifting y/n out of the car. “This is your way of giving her some form of Christmas.” Sam asked, confused as he grabbed his jacket. “Think positive Sammy.” Dean remarked, placing y/n on the hood of Baby before jumping on himself, Sam wrapping y/n in his coat once again.

The sibling trio remained silent as they overlooked the town below. Y/n leaned against Dean tiredly, and he wrapped an arm around her to keep her from falling. Seeing the crowds of people begin to gather down below, Dean nudged y/n to wake her up once again.

“Watch this y/n.” Dean spoke, leaning down to tuck some of the girls hair behind her ear. “Huh?” Y/n mumbled, confused on what was going on. Look.” Dean pointed to the sky as the display began.

Hearing the first bang, y/n quickly woke up and looked ahead with wide eyes. Sammy couldn’t help the smile that appeared on his face, grabbing one of y/n’s little hands to squeeze them reassuringly. Dean jumped down from the impala to lean against it, keeping his arm around y/n’s waist. He looked at the young girl to see her watching amazement, and he smirked at himself. Y/n quickly grew accustomed to the bangs, and began to giggle as the colourful sparks lit up the sky. Sam shared a look with Dean, nodding in confirmation.

“They’re pretty.” Y/n remarked, reaching a hand out in front of her. “Yea they are.” Dean smiled, looking at his sister who’s eyes never left the sky. “Can we watch them again?” Y/n asked as the display finished, a light trace of smoke filling the air. “Maybe another time. It’s getting late.” Sam spoke, and y/n awed in disappointment. “Hey now, no sad face for tonight of all nights.” Dean spoke, placing a finger under y/n’s chin to lift it up. “We’ll see them again soon.” Sam pointed out, and y/n smiled at that. “Why don’t you go to sleep, we’ll be at our next spot soon.” Dean leaned down to kiss y/n’s head before picking her up. “Will you stay with me?” She asked, snuggling into Dean’s chest. “No way is Sam driving.” Dean spoke quickly, causing y/n to lean away from him. “I’ll stay with you y/n, don’t mind him.” Sam spoke, sliding into the back where y/n happily crawled in to snuggle with her brother. “Yea your gonna be so stiff.” Dean remarked, sniggering at the thought of Sam’s long legs going numb from the back. “I don’t care if it gets her to sleep.” Sam remarked back, rubbing y/n’s arm gently as she closed her eyes. “Don’t complain to me when your legs go numb.” Dean spoke before starting the engine. “You know for someone who went out of his way to give y/n some form of Christmas, your very sour when it comes to getting her to sleep in the car.”  Sam remarked. “I can’t hear you over the music.” Dean spoke, even though they both knew he could since it wasn’t that loud.

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 Christmas morning, Dean and Sam sat at the table while y/n slept in. They were researching for their new case in town, and with libraries close for the holidays they only had their old laptops to work on. Dean looked over Sam’s shoulder when they heard movement, and soon a little face popped up from the pillows.

“Rise and shine sleepyhead.” Dean remarked, and y/n only groaned, turning away from them.

Sam didn’t turn around, waiting for the little one to come up to them. When he heard movement, he braced himself for impact, only to hear a gasp instead causing him to whip his head around in confusion, missing the smirk on Dean’s face.

“What’s up y/n?” Sam asked. “A socks one the floor.” Y/n replied, jumping off the bed. “That is where you threw them last night?” Sam spoke, confused. “Not my sock, a big sock, bigger than yours.” Y/n remarked, lifting up the sock with excitement. “What?” Sam asked, whipping his head to look at Dean who sat there with a smirk. “What you get y/n?” Dean called out, and y/n came running to them. “There’s something in it.” Y/n spoke excitedly, throwing the sock onto the table as she climbed onto Dean’s lap. “Damn right there is, it is Christmas after all.” Dean commented, and Sam chuckled in disbelief. “What you get y/n?” Sam asked, closing the laptops and moving them away to make room.

The brothers watched as y/n excitedly tipped over the sock, allowing the contents to fall out of it. Small toys, a bouncy ball and some coins landed on the table, and Dean moved y/n’s hair out of her face as she looked through the contents excitedly. Sam looked over y/n’s head at Dean, who just shrugged at him. Seeing a Christmas card at the bottom, Sam reached out to get it, before reading it and laughing.

“What?” Y/n asked innocently, reaching for the card. “I think this is for me and Dean y/n.” Sam spoke, moving his hand away from y/n. “It was in my stocking.” Y/n spoke sassily. “It isn’t exactly for your age.” Sam remarked, looking at Dean with a raised eye brow. “It was in the girls stocking Sam.” Dean spoke, smiling as he knew what was in it. “Merry Christmas you filthy animal. Out of all the cards you choose that.” Sam remarked, and Dean just smiled. “Well she is an animal.” Dean joked, tickling y/n’s sides causing her to squirm. “Merry Christmas y/n.” Sam spoke, deciding to ignore Dean’s antics. “IS this Christmas?” y/n asked, squinting her eyes. “This is our Christmas.” Dean spoke, leaning down to lean his head on y/n’s shoulder. “Merry Christmas Dean.” Y/n moved to wrap her arms around her oldest brother, “Merry Christmas Sammy.” She jumped over to Sam, who caught her before she fell. “Merry Christmas y/n.” Dean smiled, bouncing her new ball on the table.

Ain't the life for me

Info: y/n Winchester lived a life away from supernatural life, but one day turns that tale around.

Relationship: Winchester brothers x sister reader

Y/n Winchester yawned as she looked the door behind her. It was late at night and she had just finished her shift at the local diner. For the past 4 years she lived a life away from her brothers, contact was limited, bar the odd call the only way y/n communicated with her brothers was by text. They didn’t see each other but they kept tabs on her. Being the youngest of three, Dean and Sam had always been protective of their little sister.

Growing up with a father who had his vision set on catching a yellow eyes demon, y/n had been the after thought until her brothers found out about her. She was the offspring of an affair, and with her mother having no means to take care of herself, let alone a baby, y/n’s father had found the young babe being sprung into his care. He had Sprung the child onto Dean and Sam, and between the two y/n had become someone who knew she could become whatever she wanted to be. They made sure that she knew the basic self-defense skills to defend herself if needed, but they never forced her to learn how to use a gun or weapons. She told them she didn’t want to be involved in hunting, and they respected that, hiding their relief. She was their baby, and nothing could harm her with them around. Or so they thought.

With her headphones in her ears, y/n couldn’t hear the sounds around her. She kept her vision down, with her hood up to protect herself from the harsh winds that was starting to build up. It was unnaturally cold, but y/n took no notice, instead opting to pull her jacket closer to her body. She only looked up when she bumped into someone. Confusion came over her when she seen the figure of her oldest brother in front of her.

“Dean?” Y/n asked, furrowing her eyebrows gently as she took out an earbud. “Hey kid.” Dean smiled at her, throwing a glance over her shoulder. “What are you doing here?” y/n asked, not used to seeing her brother in person. “Had a case close by, decided to come see you before we left.” Sam’s voice came for behind her, and y/n turned to face her two brothers. “Okay?” Y/n spoke slowly before walking down the road again, hearing two sets of footsteps behind her. “Why don’t we drop you home. Save you walking the streets in the dark.” Dean offered, and y/n smiled slightly. “I am quite capable of walking in the dark, been doing it for years at this stage.” Y/n rolled her eyes at her brothers protectiveness. “Come on, don’t you want to spend time with your big brothers.” Dean smirked, and y/n eyed him slightly. “Okay, if you insist.” Y/n shrugged, liking the idea of some extra time with her brothers.

Dean smiled at her and linked his arm with hers, and y/n couldn’t help but look at him weirdly. He was acting out of character. Dean would never link arms with her, in fact if either of them were to make contact with her, it would be Sam. Dean was the type to kiss her head and wouldn’t make much contact with her unless she needed it. So having him this close, wasn’t something y/n was used to. But than again, maybe 4 years meant he wanted to be close to her while he could. She glanced at Sam as they came to a stop, but took a double take when she seen the car.

“That’s not baby.” Y/n spoke. “We’re not your brothers either.” ‘Sam’ spoke, and y/n gasped as she turned around. “Surprise kid.” ‘Dean’ smirked, grabbing her arms as ‘Sam’ opened the boot of the car. “No please.” Y/n begged, throwing her arms out only for ‘Dean’ to be much stronger. “Too easy.” ‘Dean’ chuckled as he forced her into the boot, ‘Sam’ slamming it before y/n had the chance to get up.

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Dean groaned as y/n’s answer machine came through for the 6th time. He had been trying to call her for the last half hour, checking up on her to see how she was getting on. Not answering her phone wasn’t unusual, but not answering after the third time was. Y/n had a habit of answering calls eventually, and made it her mission to answer it after multiple calls. So having to attempt to get through to her 6 times, was worrying. Seeing his brothers frustration, Sam sighed.

“How many times have you tried?” Sam asked. “6. I’m worried Sammy, she never goes this long when seeing calls.”

Sam went to reply only for his phone to light up. Seeing y/n’s face pop up, he showed Dean before answering it.

“Hey y/n, you okay? Dean’s been trying to get through to you for awhile now.” Sam asked, and Dean moved closer, indicating for the phone. “Sam.” Y/n cried out, and Sam froze. “Y/n, what’s wrong?” He asked, and Dean whipped his head to face him as he heard his brothers worry. “Sam, Sammy, please help me.” A mock replica voice of his was heard over the phone. “Who is this?” Sam asked, and Dean rushed over, leaning closer to hear. “Why I’m you Sam. At least to y/n I am. Good old big brother Dean is here too, ain’t ya Dean.” “Sure am.” Deans voice was heard over the phone and Dean took a deep breath as he realized. “Shape shifters.” Dean groaned, and Sam nodded in agreement. “I have to say, it was a lot easier to catch the girl than we thought. She went right along until the last minute. You know may be four years since you last seen her but good old baby ain’t hard to forget.” ‘Dean’ spoke into the phone and Dean grabbed the phone from Sam with a hard grip. “I swear to God if you harm her in any way…” “Careful Dean, you’re a long way away from getting here on time should we do anything to sweet old y/n.” ‘Dean’ Spoke back to his double before a cry was heard. “Let her go.” Dean stated harshly, his hand going white around the phone he held tightly. “I don’t think so, I think we’ll play with her for a bit. What you think Sammy.” “Great idea.” ‘Sam’ agreed with his ‘brother’, throwing a smirk at y/n who squirmed under his vision. “I swear to God.” Dean spoke through gritted teeth. “Say hello y/n, it may be the last chance to talk to them.” “Dean, Sam, please, don’t let them hurt me, please.” Y/n cried as ‘Sam’ grabbed her arm tightly while ‘Dean held the phone to her. “Y/n kid just hold on.” Dean stated, looking at Sam as his brother closed his eyes. “Sorry, signal cutting off. Gotta go.” ‘Dean’ replied into the phone before a scream was heard as the phone cut dead.

“Shit.” Dean cursed, throwing a hand through his hair. “We gotta go.” Sam stated, moving to grab baby’s keys.

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Y/n’s eyes struggled to stay open while she sat in an old wooden chair that felt like it would break at any moment. The shapeshifters of her brothers had long since gone, having gave her a few bruises before leaving her alone. Movement could be heard outside the door every now and then, so y/n knew they weren’t gone far. She was tired and hungry, with her mouth gone dry long ago from lack of water. The taste of blood was evident, and she could feel pain in her shoulders from taking the strain of her tied arms behind her back. She longed for her actual brothers, but she had no idea if she would see them, or their real selves.

Her vision clouded slightly as she fought tiredness, before jumping when the door opened with a bang against the door. Two figures came into view, and y/n could see the Winchester brothers walking in. Noticing the change of clothes, her heart beat increased at the thought of possibly being saved. ‘Dean’ walked over to her and crouched down in front of her.

“Dean?” She asked, hope evident in her voice. “Hey kid.” ‘Dean’ spoke, placing a hand on her cheek before laughing when she leaned into his touch. “Too easy.” He laughed at her as he pushed her face to the side as he got back up, ‘Sam’ smirking as he walked over to them. “poor y/n, can’t tell if her brothers are here or not.” ‘Sam mocked her, and y/n couldn’t help the tear that fell down her cheek as she looked down. “I mean technically they are.” ‘Dean explained, throwing an arm out in her direction. “Just not the nice ones.” He winked at y/n, and y/n grimaced slightly.

The boys heads turned away from her as the sound of footsteps were heard. Y/n looked at the door with hope as a shine of light was seen coming closer to where the trio were. Her breath caught in her throat as she heard the sound of Sam and Dean muttering to themselves, and she let out a shout to gain their attention. Seeing what she was doing ‘Sam’ stalked towards her and grabbed her neck, taking a knife out from his pocket. She could only watch as two figured came in the door, and she smiled slightly as she seen the two faces that appeared.

“Well, look who it is.” ‘Dean’ spoke out, sharing a smirk with the ‘Sam’ over his shoulder before walking towards the two brothers. “Glad you could make it.” “Y/n, you ok?” Sam called out to her, and y/n winched as the hand on her neck tightened slightly. “Oh she’s fine, a little beat up but that does no one any harm.” ‘Sam’ replied to his doubleganger before raising the knife into everyone’s vision. “No.” Dean called out as the knife was brought down, but nothing was felt on y/n’s end. “No, please don’t hurt her, no.” ‘Dean’ mocked the brothers as he turned to face y/n as she was pulled off the chair by ‘Sam’. “Let’s play a game. Hide and Seek. We seek, y/n here hides.” ‘Sam’ smirked, pulling y/n close to him in a side hug. “Winner get’s y/n.” ‘Dean’ winked at her, and y/n squirmed slightly. “To hell with that.” Dean’s gruff voice shouted out, and y/n looked at him. “I just wanna go home.” y/n pleaded, shaking her head as tears welled in her eyes, eyes boring into her oldest brothers. "I just wanna go home." 'Sam' mocked her, pulling her head back.

Dean kept his eyes on y/n’s, his heart clenching to see his little sister so scared. They kept their distance to protect her, but all it did was lead danger to her. The Winchesters had their enemies, he should of known they’d of found their way to their sister somehow. He took a breath in as he nodded at her gently, before moving his gun up and shooting it. Y/n gasped at the loud bang, and felt herself being thrown to the ground suddenly.

“Y/n, move out of the way.” Dean shouted at her, and y/n didn’t need to be told twice.

She made a run out of the room, not turning back as she heard a fight start. Loud breathing was heard repeatedly as bodies were heard colliding. Leaning against the wall, y/n put her hands over her head to cover herself, trying to ignore the loud sounds. When it grew quiet she slowly began to look up, and she gasped as she seen what looked like Sam appear in front of her.

“Y/n.” Sam breathed, moving towards her. “No.” Y/n shouted, not trusting what was real or not. “Hey, hey kid, it’s us. It’s us bunny.” Deans voice was heard as he crouched in front of her, and y/n looked up. “Only one person calls me that name.” Y/n mumbled, recalling her childhood name. “Yeah, only one person would know that.” Dean chuckled lightly, remembering how she got that name. “Oh my God. You’re here, your really here.” Y/n cried, going to reach for Dean, but hesitating slightly. “Didn’t think we’d let them have you did you.” Dean asked, “I mean sure they look like us but are they really as good as the real deal.” Dean joked, causing y/n to chuckle lightly. “Thank you.” Y/n smiled, looking Dean in the eyes. “Hey come here, your old brother needs a hug after four years of purely texts.” Dean smiled, indicating for y/n to come give him a hug.

Y/n giggled lightly before moving to pull Dean into a hug. Dean brought his hand up to cup the back of y/n’s head, kissing her head as she snuggled into his chest. She hadn’t long pulled away from him when Sam moved to pull her to him. Y/n sighed in content, loving being in the arms she used to lay in as a little girl when she couldn’t sleep and needed comfort. The boys laughed happily as y/n moved back to look between the two of them.

“Why don’t we get you home.” Sam stated, cupping y/n’s cheek slightly. “Baby?” Y/n asked, looking at Dean. “Baby’s a keeper y/n, you know that.” Dean told her, and y/n smiled happily.

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The ride home was quiet, the two boys relieved to have their sister safe, and y/n happy to be in the company of her brothers. No one spoke, but they didn’t need to, their company allowed them to know that each of them were safe. Which is why no one moved when Dean pulled up to y/n’s apartment building.

“Want to stay at mine tonight? I have an extra room and a camp bed I can make up.” Y/n offered, hoping her brothers would say yes. “Sure beats a motel.” Sam looked at Dean after a moment considering. “I get the bed.” Dean hit Sam’s chest before getting out of the car, opening the back door for y/n.

Y/n laughed at the brothers antics as they wrestled to the front door. There live might not be for her, but having her brothers with her was the life she wanted, both real and fake.