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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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THE END

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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When something bothered me, I didn’t talk with anyone about it. I thought it over all by myself, came to a conclusion, and took action alone. Not that I really felt lonely. I thought that’s just the way things are. Human beings, in the final analysis, have to survive on their own.

Haruki Murakami (via quotemadness)

Hi, I was wondering if you could do a doc where Sam and Dean have a sister (middle child) who hunts but not withe boys, she has a motorcycle and gets into a really bad accident and goes into a coma? I would like it if she was paralyzed or dies? You don’t have to but I would really appreciate it!

I shall definitely do this! I might have a few more questions about the story though.

Hey! I had a idea that the reader is Sam and Deans little sister (13 or 14) and she gets spelled or something to make her go crazy like see stuff talk to walls stuff like that and she ends up in a mental hospital and breaks out and the boys and maybe Cas find her while they’re on a hunt and realise how badly messed up she is please ?:)

This sounds like a great idea I shall definitely do this !!

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

Like the Wayward Son, we will Carry On.

This is amazinggg!!!! Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh people can write so well !!!

Maybe you should have stuck around

Pairings: Dean x sister, Sam x sister

Word count: 900

Warnings: Angst, John being very short-tempered. 

Summary: This is part 2 of the Winchester Sister Series. Read Part 1 here. The reader has an exam but John wants her to join him on a hunt. This leads to some heavy confrontation.

A/N: To all of you who show me love every day by following, reading, reblogging and commenting, I just want to extend my deepest, most sincere gratitude. You guys mean the world to me. Thank you for your love and support. 

I know it’s been a while since the first fic in this series. I promise to update as often as I can. This fic did turn out a bit more angsty than what I’d planned that I felt so upset after writing it. It does, however, sit in well with what I have planned for the rest of the series. Hopefully, y’all will like it. Do let me know what you think!

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“Dad, please try to understand what I’m saying. I cannot miss my test tomorrow. I just cannot.” you plead.

You’ve spent all of last week cramming for your AP history midterm. John had come home last night after weeks of disappearing on a hunt; something he’d been doing a lot of late, not that you had any complaints. Gone were the days when you’d anticipate John’s return from a long hunt. 

The atmosphere in the house had become tense ever since Sam had brought up the idea of leaving for college. Since he’d gone, things had become far worse. John had become exceedingly short-tempered. He had become very curt with you, having still not forgiven you for not telling him about Sam’s acceptance to Stanford.  He’d often rebuke even Dean for “letting” Sam run away. Dean was always patient and obedient despite John’s temper, encouraging you to do the same. You found that it was best to spend time in your room whenever John was around; not being able to tolerate the way John was treating his family. 

You look at John, your eyes beseeching. You can’t believe the conversation you’re having right now. John had wanted to investigate a haunting in an old, dilapidated asylum few towns over and believed it to be the spirits of the patients. He’d wanted backup and insisted on you and Dean accompanying him. You, however, did not want to miss your history exam. 

“You will join us tomorrow. That’s the end of this discussion Y/N.” John says roughly.

“Dad, I’ve spent the entire week studying. Please! I’ve worked too hard.” you beg, as tears threaten to spill.

“I DON’T CARE. I NEED BACK UP AND YOU’RE GOING!” he orders, slamming his fist on the table just as Dean enters holding two grocery bags. His bewildered eyes roam from your now-tear-stained face to John’s fuming one.  

“What’s going on here?” he asks, setting down the grocery bags.

“Your sister refuses to come on the hunt tomorrow.” John states.

“Well yeah… she’s got her history test tomorrow.” Dean remarks, giving John a ridiculous look. “You didn’t say anything to me about Y/N joining us.” 

“I need backup Dean. We don’t know how many spirits are haunting this asylum.”

“I’ll be there for backup dad. Y/N doesn’t have to be there -” Dean prompts.

“I say she does.” John interrupts. 

“Dad - Y/N has worked really hard for this. It’s her midterms.” Dean stresses.

“I don’t remember asking for your opinion,” John states, glowering at Dean. 

“Dad, come on-” Dean starts.

“I knew would happen. Leaving her with you, I gave both of you too much freedom. You’re too easy-going on her. She’s turning out to be just like Sam - choosing school over family. You let Sam run away, it’ll be her next!” John snarls, shouting over Dean’s words.

“He didn’t let Sam run away!” you cry out, goaded by John’s speech. 

“Sammy didn’t choose school over family. He chose school over hunting! And Dean didn’t know anything about him leaving. When he did get to know, he tried to stop it.” you finish, glaring at John.

“Y/N!” Dean starts, realising that the argument needs to be dissipated before it gets out of hand. “Stop. Just go to your room.” 

His words are ignored as John directs his anger at you.“BUT YOU KNEW!” he shouts, spit flying from his mouth. “You knew and you didn’t do a damned thing to stop him. You betrayed this family.”

“Dad, Stop this! Y/N! Go to your room!” Dean insists, but his words are drowned out by John. 

“You’ve gotten quite out of control – helping your brother leave, talking back to me like this. Staying with Dean has spoiled you - letting you think you can get away with anything.” John snarls on.

“Well if you cared so much dad, maybe you should have stuck around!” you retort, balling your fists. 

“Y/N! THAT’S ENOUGH!” Dean shouts, stepping between you and John.

“What did you just say to me?” John asks, menacingly. His face is red and you can see a vein popping in his neck. You’ve seen John apoplectic before but it’s never been directed at you. Sure he’s yelled at you many times but now, his rage is terrifying. You take a deep breathe, deciding that you might as well get this over with.  

“You heard me -” you start, jeeringly but are interrupted by Dean turning to face you, blocking out John. 

“Y/N. GO. TO. YOUR. ROOM!” Dean stresses; his tone final. 

You’re about to retaliate but one look at his eyes dissolves your words into silence. The green eyes in front of you are flared with anger, but you can read the silent plea in them. His temper isn’t directed at you. You’re crossing a line with John and he doesn’t want you to get into more trouble. You hesitate, your lower lip trembling. You don’t want to leave Dean to take John’s wrath all by himself. You start to speak but knowing what you’re going to say, he stops you.

“Y/N, Go!” he says, giving you a sincere look. He places his arm on yours and gives you an encouraging squeeze.

“Okay.” you resign, wiping off a tear. “I’ll go.”

“No! I’m not done with her.” John hisses, his words laced with fury. 

“YES, YOU ARE!.” Dean interjects, angrily. “You and Y/N are done talking dad!. Right now, you and I need to talk.”

You take one last look at Dean. You bite your lip, feeling terribly guilty. He nods at you reassuringly as you leave. You walk away, actively avoiding John’s glare. You consider hiding by the stairs to eavesdrop but decide against it. You’d get yourself and Dean into so much more trouble if you were caught. Dean has just stood up for you. You might even have caused him more trouble by talking back. With a heavy heart, you trudge up to your room. You shut the door and sink to your knees sobbing.

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