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A Secret Something

Summary - You and Dean had been best friends ever since you were kids. Now that you were both 16 and your fathers were hunting together more and more often it made sense for you, Dean and Sam to all stay with eachother and attend school while they worked jobs nearby. Two teenagers, best friends, living together, some newfound attraction and two scary hunter dads. What could go wrong?

Pairings - Dean x Reader

Warnings - Swearing, drinking, smut, fluff

Part Three

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Almost an hour later you both stumbled through the front door of the motel room telling eachother to be quiet as you both fell around laughing at nothing in particular. Making your way to the counter you poured two glasses of water for the both of you and put them on the bed side table while Dean had starfished fully clothed on top of your bed.

Pulling at his leg and calling out his name you tried and failed to get him to move so you took off his shoes for him and went about taking off your Jeans and pulling out your bra from the sleeves leaving you in a top and panties.

Climbing over Dean so that you were sat ontop of him you pulled at his jacket trying to rouse him “De move your ass” You moaned at him causing him sit up “I’m up, i’m up” He moaned with his eyes still shut, he opened them lazily to find you sat straddling him unzipping his jacket. Looking down and then up at you very slowly with a cheeky grin before settling on your face “Hey sweetheart what you doing there?”

“Nothing, it’s bed time” You smiled at him knowing exactly what he was thinking continuing to coax his jacket over his arms, once he was freed he placed his hand softly on your back and leaned his face closer towards yours. His nose rubbing yours ever so slightly as the green of his eyes looked straight into yours, he was so close you could feel his breath on your lips.

He didn’t move any further than this, his hand pressed firmer into your back and his eyes simply looked into yours seeking permission. Suddenly the affects of the alcohol seemed to dissapear as he looked at you like this with such intentsity and almost fear? His wide green eyes didn’t hold any of his cocky confidence anymore, he simply looked vulnerable to you as though he was scared of what your reaction would be.

Seeing the innocence in his eyes stirred something deep inside you. He was looking at you like he wanted you. He wasn’t just after a drunken kiss and grind, he wanted to kiss you.

Your chest was beating heavy as you looked back at him and it just stirred you on, you wanted him. Not just as a drunken kiss and grind, you wanted him back.

Courage washed over you as you leaned forward meeting his lips with yours. He groaned into you almost immediately as he reciprocated the kiss, starting slow your lips moved soft against eachother until he licked your lower lip seeking permision to enter causing you to hum into his mouth as you allowed him. Grabbing you tighter pushing his chest to yours his hands moved down your sides gripping your waist he lifted his hips grinding up into you making you cry out for him.

After what felt like hours you lifted your head up trying to find some air to fill your lungs, he kissed down your neck hungrily. His stubble scratching you ever so slightly as his hands moved up and down your sides, lifting your top so that he could stroke the soft skin there. His rough hands moving down over your hips squeezing you as he groaned in pleasure that you weren’t wearing any trousers.

Leaning away from him you ran your hands greedily down the muscles on his chest and sides before grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling it over his head throwing it to the side.

Looking up at him his eyes were hazy from the drink but they were darker with hunger his lips soft and plump from kissing you, he looked at you as though you were the only thing that he could see and it made you burn with desire for him. Pulling off your top you saw his eyes go down to your chest and his jaw drop before his lips were there kissing every inch of you he could reach.

Overwhelmed with pleasure he squeezed you tight and flipped you onto your back so that he was sat in between your legs. Eyeing you up his hands traveled across your stomach and up to your breasts before he leaned down to kiss you there taking a bud in his mouth licking it softly as your hands found his hair to pull on, the new sensation overwhelming you.

“De that feels so good” You breathed out to him as he moaned back in appreciation before stepping off the bed to take off his trousers eyeing you carefully. Looking straight back at him drawing your tongue against your lower lip you couldn’t help but let out a small whine as you saw his naked bow legs leading up to his black boxers which could barely contain his hardness.

He smiled at your response, the hunger growing stronger in him as he crawled over you pulling his hands through your hair kissing you passionately as your hands raked down his back and your legs wrapped around him pulling him down to you desperate to find any kind of friction. Groaning in response he pulled back suddenly, his eyes growing wide as he took a sharp breath in “Fucking hell sweetheart”

His barely covered penis was running over your folds through your underwear and the sensations were almost too much, he ran two fingers over them swearing as he found them soaking wet from a mixture of the both of you.

You both stopped for a moment breathing heavily, his hand waiting over your underwear his eyes looking your face over as he moved to kiss the inside of your leg softly. While you wanted Dean so bad in that moment fear started to wash over you.

No one had touched you the way that he had already done and now he was asking for more. You trusted him with your whole heart but you’d only recently started touching yourself and the idea of him doing that just felt so overwhelming.

Taking in a breath you sat yourself up facing him your fingers tracing his jawline “De i don’t know” you shook your head slightly looking down feeling almost embarrassed as he cupped your cheek and rubbed his thumb over it forcing you to look up to him with a soft expression over his face “Sweetheart do you want to stop?” You nodded slowly before letting out a small apology.

“Y/N that’s okay don’t say sorry! Baby i wouldn’t want to make you do something you don’t want to do. This is fast for me too.” Chuckling to himself he leaned down before kissing you gently on the lips making you smile into him “It’s late why don’t we just get some sleep?”

Smiling up at him you were so thankful that somebody this sweet cared about you, moving over to allow him space you led yourself underneath the covers facing him as he joined you. You both smiled into eachother as you shared soft kisses, your fingertips outlined his stubble and his thumb ran softly over your hip.

Chuckling to yourself you whispered into his lips “Guess dad was right that guys only want one thing” this earned a groan from him as his eyes went wide with fear. “He’s going to kill me, he’s actually going to kill me”

Laughing loudly at his response you tried to stroke his cheek “Oh yeah we are never telling them about this! We’re just going to have to pretend that nothings going on” Smiling up at you he kissed your nose.

“So is this something then?” He questioned quietly a cocky grin running over his lips as he waited eagerly for your response. Questioning his face for a second you bit your lip before responding “I think maybe it could be something, but a secret something!” Dean nodded in response before you both laughed and his hands found your face kissing you deeply before you both fell asleep cuddled up into eachother.

It was the best nights sleep you’d had in months, the sweet mix of too much alcohol and Deans protective arms wrapped around you had you dreaming of sweet things. The smell of his hair gel and leather settled in you as you nestled back into him.

Opening your eyes you were thankful for the glass of water you placed wating for you the night before, your throat was so dry it felt like you were going to choke. Downing almost the entire glass you noticed that your head had a low buzz from the slight hangover and you groaned in annoyance before checking the time.

10.50am.

“Shit, oh shit! Dean get up! Sammy’s going to be back any minute get your ass out of bed!” Rolling over you rocked his arm back and forth, he moved up to grab your wrist with both hands instinctively stopping you until he realised it was you “What, what’s going on?”

Blinking his eyes open he groaned and rubbed his palm to his forehead, his hangover was evidently kicking in and you let yourself laugh a little at him as you ran around the bed looking for your clothes.

“De it’s almost 11 Sammy’s coming through that door any second and our clothes are thrown around the room, get your ass out of bed!”

Your tone was filled with panic which made Dean look up and pay attention to you. However you were standing by the bed with the only clothing on being your panties as you pulled up your jeans still unsure of where your bra was. The sight clearly distracted him as he lost his train of thought and sat there smiling at you biting his lip until you clapped your hands infront of his face.

“De i’m serious please help me” You begged him pulling out your puppy dog eyes as he looked at you and apologised standing up and handing you your bra that was next to his side of the bed. He was standing there in his tight black boxers he’d fallen asleep in which were now made evidently tighter by his morning wood. Taking the bra thanking him you gestured to his underwear tilting your head unamused “C’mon De seriously?”

“Oh yeah, uhh, morning, sorry” He gave you a small shrug with a side smile leaning down to help pick up the mess before he found some jeans for himself. After the panic of waking up late settled from you you poured out two mugs of coffee for you both to be greeted by two large hands wrapping around your waist and a soft kiss landing on your neck.

“Good morning sweetheart” he murmered into you as you twisted around to meet him, your eyes creasing from the smile he’d just planted on your face. “Good morning yourself” You smiled at him reaching your arms over his neck pulling him down to you kissing him softly, smiling against your lips he kissed you back slightly harder until you were pulling your hands through his hair and his fingertips were dragging into your hips pressing you into him.

You wished that you could stay just like this, just like you two for the whole weekend but ofcourse it had to end. The rattle of the keys in the front door broke you both apart, Dean sitting down at the kitchen table rapidly in an attempt to hide his erection and you turning your back to the door allowing your flushed skin to go down before Sammy walked in.

For the next week this is how you two survived, stealing kisses in the few moments that you could before breaking away as soon as you had started trying to leave no evidence behind. Stealing touches and having silent conversations growing more and more frustrated that Sammy was always there.

Thank god that he was too young to pick up on what was going, you could swear that at some points the sexual tension between you two was strong enough to cut with a knife. Even navigating the kitchen became dangerous as Dean would pass behind you holding his hand to your hip and you’d both freeze involuntarily for a moment just feeling eachother neither of you getting what you both craved.

Deans showers had become more frequent and yours had become longer. A fact that he had definitely noticed, his jaw dropping at you eyes full of lust as you left the bathroom with a cheeky grin looking bashful and ignoring eye contact with him laughing to yourself.

The only time you got to actually be with eachother was when you could steal eachother at school. Sitting on the field sharing small kisses and holding hands navigating through the hallways. Not having to hide your relationship was so freeing and to have Dean actually want to hold your hand and be romantic enough to kiss your cheek without any embarassement made you feel invincible. This strong macho teenager who was rough and masculine was acting so soft and carefree as though this new relationship that you had started just seemed to stir something kind in him and lighten that load that he carried on his shoulders.

He was happy because he was with you and god if that wasn’t the best feeling in the world.

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Midnight Talks

Characters/Pairings: Sam x Sister!Reader, Dean x Sister!Reader Warnings: None, I don’t think. But there is fluff! Word Count: 502 A/N: I know this is kinda short but I thought it was pretty cute! Anyways remember requests are open!! Please feel free to send anything in. (gif isn’t mine) Also I’m writing this at 12:30am, maybe I should go to bed but I probably won’t oops.

It was taking forever for you to fall asleep. You kept on tossing and turning, and your mind was wandering off to places you didn’t want to go. So you did the only thing that you knew would help you fall asleep.

Your feet found their way to Sam’s room. Gently, you knocked on the door, hoping you weren’t bothering him. You were surprised when the door opened and Sam’s head peeked out. His face softened when he saw you. “Hey (Y/N), everything okay?” he asked, voice still heavy with sleep.

You shrugged and looked down at the floor. “I can’t sleep. Can I… Can I stay with you?” 

“Yeah, of course. Come on.” You followed Sam into his room and laid down on the bed with him, snuggling into his side under the covers. 

“Sammy?” He hummed in response. “Am I a burden to you and Dean?” you asked softly.

“No,” he answered immediately. “(Y/N), you’re our little sister, of course you’re not a burden to us. We love you. Why would you ask something like that?” 

A smile appeared on your face at his words, “I love you guys too. It’s just that– I feel like sometimes Dean doesn’t want me around. Especially on hunts. It’s probably just because I slow you guys down, isn’t it?” 

 Sam shook his head, and then remembered you couldn’t see him in the dark. “Why would you – No, that’s not why. He doesn’t want you to tag along with us because – he just doesn’t want you to get hurt.” 

You laughed. “But he knows I can take care of myself, right? I mean, I’ve gone on hunts with you guys before. Not that I’m as good a hunter as you guys, but…” 

“He knows. It’s just… I think he also wants you to have the most normal life you can. Especially since we found the bunker and have a place we can call home now… He never really wanted you to be involved in the hunting life anyways. He was afraid he would loose you just like he lost dad. Dean thinks of you more as a daughter, you know. Don’t tell him I told you that.” 

Stunned, you struggled to find the words to respond. “Oh… I–I didn’t think… I didn’t…” You trailed off into silence, unsure of what to say. 

“Hey, why don’t you try to sleep, okay bug? It’s pretty late.” 

You yawned, suddenly feeling tired. “Yeah, okay…” Not long after that you went out like a light.

The next morning you and Sam had woken up earlier than Dean, which was no surprise. You were sitting at the kitchen table, Sam drinking his coffee and you eating breakfast, when Dean walked in. “Morni–” Before Dean could finish you ran up to him and wrapped your arms around him tightly, making him stumble back. He caught his footing and pulled you in for a hug. “Hey kiddo. Everything alright?” 

You smiled, pressing your face into his flannel shirt “Yeah. Everything’s great. Love you Dean.” 

Dean squeezed you tighter and looked over at Sam. Sam just smiled back at him and shrugged. “Love you too, kid,” Dean whispered.

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I Am Not Family

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

Warnings- Angst,Death,Swearing 

Y/N’s POV

The alarm clock rang with a shrill noise and in a classical conditioned way my hand automatically went  to smother the clock. I closed my eyes for 5 minutes more and then got out of bed with a groan. I was just in the process of getting my things when I heard Sam groan from the other bed. I walked over to his side and shook his leg.

“Dude, wake up! John wants us to be there in the car in 10.”

Sam opened his eyes as best as he could and nodded at me. I looked over at the bed where my eldest brother was snoring away to glory, with a mischievous smile I went to his side and jumped on him.

“Aaaaaahhhhh! Y/N!” Dean screamed at the top of his voice.

Sam was already on the floor, laughing his butt off. I looked at Dean innocently and said “Hey you told me to wake you up in any way possible since you don’t want your ass handed to you on platter by Dad.”

“And this was the best way possible!” Dean shouted.

“Yeah it is very effective, you are awake and your ass is still attached with the rest of your body. I think it is a win-win situation, what do you say Sam?”

“Oh I do agree, she saved you ass Dean. High-five!” Sam raised his hand to me and I high fived him with a loud noise.

Dean got out of bed and started grumbling in monotonous tone. “I hate both of you.” He picked up his bag and went to the bathroom to take his leisurely shower.

John chose that very moment to enter the room. Whenever he came in front of me I could feel the temperature drop in the room. It is not even this cold when we are hunting a ghost.

“What is going on in here?” His voice boomed across the small room and it sent shudders down my spine.

Sam took a deep breath and chose to confront the sergeant in front of him “We were just getting ready Sir.”

“It doesn’t look that way to me and I am sure the culprit of this indiscipline is you girl.”

I shook my head and hid behind Sam in fear and embarrassment. But Sam seemed to be as confident as ever. “Dad, Dean is in the bathroom already, we will get ready in 5 minutes and come out, it won’t take a lot of time.”

“No, after Dean you go and get ready. Y/n will pack the car.”

“Dad let her fresh-”

“Its okay Sammy.” I interrupted him. “Its extremely cold as it is, I don’t really want to take a bath.” Saying this I picked up a few bags and walked out of the room. I wasn’t fully out of earshot so I eavesdropped on Sam and John’s conversation.

“Dad What the hel-”

“Sam enough! Drop this topic of conversation right this minute.”

“Why do you always treat her in such a ridiculous manner! She is your daughter for god sake!”

“She is not my daughter and she is not your sister!” John said with a ferocious tone and immediately tear pricked the sides of my eyes and threatened to fall down on my cheeks.

I refused to listen anymore and walked out into the parking lot where the Impala was parked. I had always known that I was not a Winchester since my biological family died at the hands of a pack of vampires. I was five at the time and John was investigating the case, he couldn’t protect my family but he took me in and raised me as his daughter. Dean and Sam have always treated me like their little sister and I have always looked up to them as my big brothers but I am not a Winchester and john doesn’t give two hoots about me . I have no idea why has he kept me with him if he doesn’t love me. He never did.

DEAN’S POV

There was a slight tension in the car. I could taste it . I looked in the backseat and saw my two siblings sleeping on their respective windows. I smiled at them fondly and remembered this morning’s shenanigans. Bloody idiots.

I saw Dad look at the backseat through the rear view mirror and suddenly he shouted”Y/N!”

This caused both Y/n and Sam to wake up simultaneously.

“Sir?” Y/n spoke in a timid and groggy voice.

“This is not a holiday that we are on. Stay awake and be alert. We have a hunt tonight.”

I looked at my father with sheer astonishment. Sam was sleeping right next to her and Dad had not said a word to him.Not to mention even I dozed off for a few hours.  

“Dad she has been battling a cold and has not been able to slee-”

“I don’t care Dean.” He Interrupted me. “She needs to grow up.”

I looked at her and saw her red rimmed glassy eyes and gave her a sympathetic smile. I also noticed Sam was looking at Dad with anger in his eyes. He then turned his attention towards y/n,reached out and held her small hand in his and kissed it.

After an hour we stopped for gas at the roadside. Y/n excused herself to go to the washroom. Dad started filing up baby while Sam and I went to the local mart to get a few items. I noticed Sam was still fuming.

“What’s wrong Sammy?”

Sam took a deep breathe before answering. “Okay but don’t freak out okay. I think the three of us should separate from dad for a while. For Y/n. He is treating her like crap and it’s really taking a toll on her.”

“Yeah I saw what happened in the car. He doesn’t treat her properly, but walking away from Dad is that a good idea?”

“Dean, in the morning he said that Y/n is not his daughter and she is not our sister.”

I looked at him with wide eyes and a jolt of anger suddenly rose in me. “He did what?!”

“I can’t even look at him Dean. This is too much. And this is too much for Y/N/N. Please let’s go somewhere for her sake.”

“I think you are right Sammy. I think its time we prioritize her.”

We walked back towards the car and resumed our earlier seats. I cannot believe that Dad would say something like that about someone who is so sweet. Its true Y/n has always been sarcastic but sweet. She is unbelievably loyal and I love her more than my own life. If she is hurt, I will make sure that the one who caused her this hurt gets demolished. She might not be blood but she is family and more importantly she is my little sister.The one who takes care of us and loves us with her inch she has got. I can’t let Dad beat her down.

Y/N’S POV

We reached the motel in the evening. All of us were exhausted but we somehow did research for another 2 hours. I even got to have a bath, a privilege I had been denied in the morning. We collected our facts and were ready for the hunt at night. I was still a little sick so I decided to bunk with Dean and close my eyes for a bit. I was still hurting over the words John had said earlier this morning but now was not the town for me throw myself a pity party.

I lied down next to dean and closed my eyes. I suddenly felt him shift as he lifted his arms and gathered me in it. I snuggled further into his chest and felt him kiss the top of my head.

Somehow and I still don’t know how I started crying in his chest. Hot tears burned my eyes and rolled down my cheeks. My breath hitched and I was full on sobbing in my brother’s chest. Dean looked down at me with concern but did not seem shocked.

“You heard what Dad said about you didn’t you?” he asked gently.

i nodded at him. Not able to trust my voice. He shoved my face is his chest and kissed my hair while stroking it gently,

“Y/N, I want you to listen to me very carefully. You are my little sister. You will always be my little sister. Me and Sam love you very much and I don’t even for a moment want you to think that you are not loved by us. You are family kiddo.”

I cried further in his chest while he stroked my back.

“And after the hunt is over. Men, you and Sasquatch are going on a holiday. Just the three of us.”

I looked up at him with pleasant surprised expression etched on my face. “Really?”

Dean smiled at me sadly and said”Yes really. We need a holiday. Now come on go to sleep we have a few vampires to kill.”

Thinking about our holiday I drifted to sleep.

GENERAL POV

The night was eerie quiet. The four Winchesters were ready with their machetes, ready to chop off the heads of any fanged thing they saw. Each of them had taken their stance as was decided prior to the hunt.

“Ok everybody be very careful,these vampires are difficult to kill. Stay sharp stay focused. Dean you are with me. Sam and Y/n you will go the other direction. Y/n do not loose focus.” John ordered the three and the plan was set to unfold.

Sam and Y/n went their own way while John stayed with Dean. An hour had gone and Dean had not seen any vampire, John was also losing patience and was quite confused.  

“Dad where the hell are the bloodsuckers?”

“I honestly don’t know.” John replied

Suddenly a loud shriek came from the side Y/n and Sam had ventured into. Both the elder Winchesters ran to that side only to meet Sam and Y/n halfway. Sam’s arm was bleeding rapidly and Y/n had a slight head wound. Both of them were panting hard. Dean’s big brother mode came and he immediately went to check on his siblings. But john started the interrogation right away.

“What the hell happened and how did you get hurt so badly Sam?”

Dean was now checking Y/n’s head wound and was cradling her head in his hand.

“Dad the pack somehow knew where we were going to be, they were already waiting for us. They attacked straight away and we killed as many as we could. We barely got out of there.”

Suddenly he turned his attention towards Y/n. “What about you miss? Why on earth is my son bleeding like this while you are still intact?”

“DAD!” Both the sons screamed at their father in fury.

“Shut up both of you! You have mollycoddled her enough. Because of you my son could have died. You are really ungrateful and a ridiculous hunter. I cannot believe I took you in as my daughter.”

“OK dad that is enough!” shouted Sam. Y/n was full on crying now. She seemed to have glued her eyes to the ground.

“It’s because of her I am alive, she literally was a superhero out there. She killed 5 vamps alone and then dragged me out of there. Had it not been for her,I would have died.

Dean rose to his full height and looked at his dad straight in the eye“You have always treated her unfairly and I am fed up of this attitude of yours! She is my little sister and I swear I will hit you if you say a word against her.”

Y/n walked towards John and looked at him with teary eyes “Do I really mean that little to you?

John was contemplating on what to say. He knew he was harsh on her.

What happened next was totally unexpected out of nowhere a vampire jumped at John and another one jumped behind Sam and Dean. Y/n took out her machete and was ready to attack the vampire in front of her. After an intense fight when both the vampires had fallen dead. Y/n was still on the ground.

The machete that she had been holding during the fight the vamp had somehow stabbed her with it in the stomach.

DEAN’S POV

I saw my sister on the ground grasping for air. I knelt beside her and gently spoke to her.

“Y/n/n what’s wrong?”

Y/n smiled tightly at us and showed us the wound on her stomach.

“Oh god. Sweetheart look at me!”

Sam knelt down next to her on the other side and took off his flannel.

“Here Dean wrap her wound with this, it will stop the bleeding. Sweetie listen we need to get you to hospital. The three of us will carry you.”

Me and Sam were just about to pick her up, when she said in a timid voice.”Stop I am not going to make it.”

Tears which were pricking my eyes rolled down my cheeks and I saw my own grief mirrored on Sam’s face. “Don’t you dare say that. You are a Winchester. You will survive.”

I noticed that Dad was frozen behind us but I couldn’t care less.

She put her hand on my cheek and wiped a few of my tears. “I love you both very much. Thank you for keeping me. I was really luck to have you two as my elder brothers.

And then I broke down right there. Sam was sobbing too while holding’s Y/n’s upper body.

“Sweetheart,you can’t go yet. Who will wake me up in the morning? Who will nerd out with Sam over books. You know I can’t listen to him talk about books and we have to go on our holiday. You can’t leave us. I love you too much. We have so much to do!” and I sobbed my heart out

Y/n smiled at us and with a shaky breath she asked me to lean forward. I did as she asked and felt her lips peck my cheek and she did the same with Sam. She looked at John and said “Thank you for keeping me, I know I am not family. But you still raised me.”

With this she closed her eyes. I felt my heart break right there. Just a few hours before we were planning our holiday and now she was dead in my little brother’s arms. My little brother who was cradling her body and whispering things to her while crying fully. He paid no attention to his arm as he cried his heart out. After all I lost my little sister and he lost his best friend.

I turned around to find John still frozen in the spot. I lounged at him and punched him in the face. “It was because of you Dad, it because of you she felt like she is not family. I hate you!”

I then turned around and sat next to my little brother with my little sister who was not here anymore. My sarcastic sweet sister had died and I had no idea how I was going to live.

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Hi I have a request for a sam x reader where they are on a case similar to dead in the water and the reader is in the water and gets pulled down and almost dies but sam saves her (dean is there too) and just a lot of angst P.S. I totally understand if you don’t want to write it thnx 😁

Hey! I would love to write something like this 😊😊

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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What about the rest of the accident series

Heyy ! There are only three parts to the Accident series. I haven't made a masterlist yet but you can find them by searching on this page :))

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