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Part Of The Family Part 2

Hey Guys ! I am so so sorry for the delay. I had a very hectic week, was a little sick and Post Grad is kicking my ass with assignments and tests! Anyway I wrote this during class because I was vv bored. Thanks for sticking around :)

Characters: Dean x half Sister, Sam x half Sister

Warnings: Angst, Fluff , strong language , a little gory. 

Ages

Dean- 20

Sam- 16

Y/N- 12

Dean’s POV

I went inside the room and closed the door behind me to find Sam sitting on the edge of the bed, tying his shoes. I crossed my arms across the chest and stared at him intently. 

“What is it Dean?” He said nonchalantly without looking up. 

“What the hell was that out there?!?” I screamed. 

He finished tying his shoes and looked up at me through his floppy hair and said”Are you really going to reprimand me about this?”

“What the hell is that supposed to me? You can’t just talk to her like that. Hell! You can’t to anyone like that just because you don’t like them!” I shouted. 

Sam’s eyes widened in anger as he stood up to face me. “Dean, you yourself said that you don’t like her and that she is the living proof that Dad has forgotten Mom.”

I turned around and wiped my hand over my face. Guilt rose in me as I thought back to the day I told Sam the thoughts I had towards my little sister. I sighed heavily and looked at him with a sad face “Sam, I was drunk and naive and wrong. I was looking at someone to blame because that day was hard and she was the easiest target. I am sorry.”

Sam’s expression metamorphosed into shock and a hint of guilt could be seen on his face. “I am also looking at someone to blame. I am angry all the time and she seems to be the reason for all the problems.”

I shook my head and placed my hand on his shoulder reassuringly” She is a child and she is alone. We have each other. She has no one. We are being jerks.”

Sam sighed and rubbed his sleeve across his eyes which were now gathering tears. He took a deep breath and sighed heavily. “So maybe we should go-”

CRASHHHH !!!!!!

Our heads turned simultaneously towards the door as we heard a loud noise. We took our guns and ran out into the main room of the motel only to find Y/n fighting a werewolf. There was blood running down her side of the face and she was holding her arms against the big scary man. The monster turned to face us and threw Y/n against the wall successfully knocking her out. He then ran towards us growling away.

“Sam !!” I shouted his name as we tried to fight this werewolf off. 

“What ?!?!” he shouted back. 

“Where the hell are the silver bullets?!?!” I yelled. 

Sam looked at me and yelled back “I have no clue!”

“SON OF A BITCH!” I screamed at the top of my voice as this werewolf tried to kill us. He banged Sam’s head against the table and then took a piece of the broken furniture to impale me. I tried to fight him of but lost my footing on the carpet. He raised his arms to puncture me with his weapon when suddenly Y/n climbed on his back and snatched the wooden piece from him. 

“Dean!” she yelled as she stood in front of me. “ Run to the room and get those blasted bullets from the drawer.” I nodded and and ran to the room, I knew I shouldn’t let my sister fight it alone but we didn’t have time to argue. 

Y/n’s POV

Fighting came natural to me. It was something I could claim I was best at. I took the wooden piece and fought the monster in front of with the skill I had. I tried to keep an eye on Sam who was lying unconscious on the floor. My own head was spinning furiously but I couldn’t pass out now. Not when Dean needed me. The werewolf tried to catch me but I was too small as well as fast for my age. But I knew I could not keep this up, I was losing and getting hit more than I intended to.

Suddenly he grabbed one of my legs and crushed it. 

“AAAAAHH”A scream pierced through my throat but I manged to  punctured his face with the wodden piece. In his agony he threw me across the room and I hit the wall. This time I could not retain consciousnesses and I slowly sank into the peaceful realm. Though I could swear I faintly heard Dean’s voice calling out to me. 

Dean’s POV

The bullets were hidden in some Narnian place. It took me ages to find the them. I could hear Y/n fighting the werewolf and my anxiety grew tremendously. She was a good fighter. She always has been but I knew she needed me there with the bullets like yesterday.  I rummaged through the drawer and finally found the bloody bullets. 

Suddenly  I heard Y/n’s scream and my body went cold. I immediately grabbed the gun and ran into the room yelling her name as I saw her body slump against the wall. The werewolf turned towards me and without a moment’s hesitation I shot him in the heart with the precious silver bullets. His eyes rolled in the back of his head and his body dropped on the floor with a loud thud. I stared at the monster and tried to catch my breath, then my eyes fell on little sister who was not moving an inch. I scrambled towards her and scanned her injuries. The werewolf had broken her leg which must have caused her extreme agony. Her head was bleeding from being repeatedly pushed into a wall. 

I carefully gathered her in my arms and cradled her head gently. “Ughh, my head” I heard Sam complain from behind me. He got up off the floor with a groan and inspected the damage around him. His eyes widened as he walked quickly towards us. “What the hell happened here Dean?” “What happened to her?”

I quickly wiped the tears which pricked my eyes. I looked up at him sadly and said “We need to get both of you to the hospital. You will sit with her in the back.” I walked out with her in my arms as Sam followed with a puzzled expression. 

I sat in the waiting room staring at the plainness and grayness the hospital exhibited. My eyes had a vacant expression as my mind refused to care about the world. Sam had a very mild concussion and he was going to be fine. Y/n was not in a very life threatening position but her leg needed to be looked at. Her head also suffered certain injuries. The doctor had already told me that she was going to be fine but I just couldn't move. What the hell have I done.  The child saved me. My  little sister who I neglected and treated her with nothing but cruelty saved me. Sam came out of the room and sat beside me. 

I cleared my throat and asked” All good ?”

Sam looked at me and nodded “Yeah, just going to have a small headache for like a day maybe. How is Y/N?”

“Umm the doctor said she is going to be fine but needs a lot of rest. “

We sat quietly for a while again consumed by our own thoughts and guilt. 

“Dean, I am sorry I treated her the way I did. You were right. I am so so so sorry.”

“You don’t need to apologize to me. Let’s go inside and see her.” Saying this I walked into the room where my little sister was being treated. 

Y/N’S POV

I opened my eyes and felt extreme pain in every inch of my body. I turned my head and tried to see my surroundings. I got up from the bed and felt certain strong hands push me back against the covers. 

“Y/n! what are you doing out of bed ?” I heard Dean panic. “Get back in there, you need rest.”

I laid against the cover and looked around. Sam was walking towards me and Dean was hovering over me. I saw that my leg was in a cast and my head was starting to hurt.

“What happened ?” I croaked.

Dean sighed and smiled at me as Sam held my hand. A look of confusion nestled on my face as I waited for them to explain. “You beat the shit out of the monster but he broke your leg” replied Dean. 

Tears immediately pricked my eyes and dropped down on my face.

“What’s wrong are you in pain?” Sam asked worriedly as Dean tried to console me. 

I shook my head and a few more and suddenly I was sobbing fully. I usually have a very good grip on my emotions but somehow today they seemed to be out of control. I cried a little more as my body hiccuped and trembled from my emotion. 

Dean took my hand in his and patted my head with the other. “Why are you crying Y/n?”

I calmed myself down but to no avail the tears kept descending down my face.”How will I manage by myself with a broken leg?” I cried. 

“I already feel so weak and I don’t know how I will take care of myself, like who will help me get to the motel? How will I take a bath ? Wear my clothes ? Hell! how will i walk from one place to another ? I literally have no one !” saying this I started bawling.

Dean’s POV

Sam and I looked at Y/n in absolute bewilderment as she sat crying her heart out. Her little body shook with tears as she hiccuped constantly to calm herself down.  After she stopped crying I took both of my her hands in mine and prepared myself. 

“Y/n, Can you please look at me?” She shook her head and tried to hider face. 

“Please just hear me out.” I pleaded with her and she relented finally. 

“I want you to know something. I am so very very sorry the way Sam and I treated you” I confessed as she looked at me with shock in her eyes.

“What?” she inquired

“Dean is right Y/n. What I said to you last night. God I am so so sorry. I have no explanation and no excuse. I am just sorry.”

I took a deep breath and then carried out the rest of my apology. “We were terrible towards you. It wasn’t your fault. We just had our ridiculous reasons. But you need to know how very sorry I am. If you accept this godforsaken apology then I will spend the rest of my days trying to make it up to you.”

Sam wiped his tears and then patted her head. “And please don’t worry about who is going to take care of you. I know we have been terrible in the past but from today onward we would like to do better. We will take care of you.”

“You will?” she asked in a hesitant voice.

I chuckled and squeezed her hand tightly” Damn straight we will. You are our little sister. Who just happened to kick the werewolf’s ass. I am sorry we didn’t treat you like family.”

Anger flashed across her face and she ripped her hand from mine” Why? Why on earth did you treat me like shit? Like what was your reason?”

Sam looked at her sadly” We had no reaso-”

“That’s bullshit!” she interrupted. “I have spent years with you guys, hoping one of these days maybe I could join this team. You guys have each other, someone to watch your backs and someone to unload your feelings and thoughts. I have no one. Not a single person in this world. So I am asking a very normal question What the hell was that?!”

She stared at me with watery eyes, anger and disappointment swimming in them. I looked towards Sam who was crying softly, not able to look at her. 

I learnt forward and put her in my arms. She resisted at first then cried earnestly in my chest. “I am so so sorry. I was wrong. Please forgive me.”

“I just don’t want to be alone.” she cried more. I shushed her and softly kissed her forehead. “I promise you, from now on you will never be alone. I will always take care of you.” It literally had broken my heart to watch her cry about who was going to look after her. Sam walked around and stood behind me. “I promise the same thing Y/n. I also promise to help you irritate Dean whenever all the time. 

She let out a watery chuckle and wiped her nose. “Let’s start over!” 

THE END. 

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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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Because of you

A/N: This part of a challenge that @paigeinastory was running. My song was “Because of you” By Reba & Kelly and my assigned line is I have never been so paranoid in my whole life. The focus is Dean x Sister!Reader with a bit of Sam x Sister!Reader. Italics are Reader’s thoughts.

Word Count: 2,296

Warnings: Angst, being used & left, hints of sexy time.

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Because of you by Reba & Kelly Clarkson

Because of you by Kelly Clarkson

You rolled your eyes as you watched Dean talk to the busty blonde on the other side of the bar. She had set her sights on him the moment the three of you had walked into the bar; however he had chosen to ignore her for the majority of the night. You and your brothers had come to the bar to celebrate a hunt gone right. There no were no injures, no more victims after you had arrived, a damn near perfect hunt. To be honest you were surprised that Dean had stayed with you and Sam for as long as he did. On a normal night he would be with you two for thirty minutes tops before wandering off to chase a short skirt.

He made it two hours before he decided playing games from across the room with the blonde was long enough. With a toss of forty bucks on the bar top and a comment of seeing him in the morning he was off to talk to his conquest of the night. Sam and you had shared a good laugh over it, but ten minutes after Dean left Sam had started to chat up with the pretty bartender who had been eyeing him all night.

You couldn’t help but let out a scoff as you took another shot. It was your third or forth of the night and along with the beers you had drank with your brothers you were pretty far gone. You didn’t care though, you knew you were gonna need it for whatever you decided to do tonight.

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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.

Could I be tagged in your !sister Winchester fics? I just found your stories and I love them!

Oh yes definitely!!! And thank you so much for reading them 😍

Hey, I have a request! Winchester's x half sister!reader. The reader is a half sibling to the boys and she knows they care about her, but there's always that small insecurities telling her that they didn't care. The reader gets in a argument with[Sam and/or Dean] and he says somthing he can't take back and it causes the reader to up and leave them behind. Angst. U can choose how it ends!👌

I shall definitely do this !!

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Hi I saw that your request were open and I was wondering if you could do a dean x reader x Sam where the reader has a southern accent and they just try to get the reader to say words with her accent and just tell her how cute it is. And if you could make it a Tennessee accent I would love that. Please and thank you and if you can’t write it that’s ok.

Heyy !! I would love to this fic it might take some time as i have to research a bit about the accent ! Sorry but i shall do this 😀

What hurts us is cumulative. It happens over time. We abosrb blow after blow, shock after shock, painful hit after hit. But even then, even if we know exactly how we got here, it doesn’t mean we can fix it. You can’t heal every wound, and that’s okay. I have to believe it’s okay. I have to believe that even if something seems like it cannot be fixed, it doesn’t mean it’s broken.

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