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dreamerbouquet · 13 days

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FAMILY

Dean Winchester x Sister reader, Sam Winchester x Sister reader

SUMMARY: Y/n, returns to the bunker from school upset. Sam notices this and the brothers talk to her.

Word Count: 1.900

You sadly walked into the shelter and started down the stairs. Sam and Dean found a school near the shelter and enrolled you there to complete your high school education. School went on summer vacation today and you took your report card and returned to the shelter. You were distracted and didn't see your brothers sitting in the library until they greeted you.

Dean gave you a quick glance and a nod, then went back to work. Sam continued to look at you, "Hey kiddo," he said, and then noticing you were sluggish, he put down his book and sat up straighter.

"Hey." You gave a short greeting and moved to go to your room, but Sam's voice stopped you. "Y/n? Can you come here," you sighed heavily and slowly turned and started walking towards the library. Dean looked at the two of you carefully when he heard Sam's question.

Sam gave you his full attention, “are you okay, honey?” asked.

"Yes I'm fine Sam, I'm just tired I'm going to go to my room." you said quickly and when you turned to go back to your room, Sam stood up and gently grabbed you by the arm, stopping you from leaving. "Wait, you didn't even have class today kid, what's the problem?"

You looked down at the ground briefly before looking at Sam, "I'm really fine Sam, like I said, I feel tired." You said and hoped he wouldn't push you further. You didn't want to talk right now because you felt like you would cry right away if you started talking.

Dean said from where he was sitting, "Luckily you're on summer vacation bunny, you can rest as much as you want." said.

You looked at him, smiled slightly and fixed your bag, which was about to fall off your shoulder, and went to your room.

Sam rolled his eyes at Dean's attitude and watched you walk away. Dean looked at Sam who was standing there, "Come on Sam, we have to finish this, come here." say it, bored with research.

Sam sat down and picked up his book, "There's something wrong with her, Dean."

"She said he was tired," Dean replied, glaring at Sam.

"So you believed that too? Dean, you know she's hiding his feelings." Sam snapped.

Dean leaned back in his chair and started to look towards the hallway where your bedrooms were, "What could have happened? She was looking forward to summer vacation. Did you ask her about her report card? Maybe it wasn't what she expected." he asked Sam.

Sam, "Maybe, I'll go try and talk to her." said and stood up and walked away.

You entered your room, threw your bag on the floor and sat on your bed. You looked around blankly for a while and thought about what your friends had told you. They talked about the things they planned to do with their families during summer vacation and looked very happy. Unlike you, they all had mothers and fathers. You also had a family, not a family consisting of parents and children, but you had brothers who loved you and always protected you. You still wanted your parents to be alive, to be a normal family.

You were pulled out of your thoughts by a knock on the door and pulled yourself together. "Y/n, can I come?" When you heard Sam's voice, you realized you couldn't avoid this any longer and reluctantly answered him. "Yes."

Sam slowly opened the door and walked in with a smile and sat next to her. "You didn't show us your report card, so if it's not what you expected, that's okay, we can handle that. It's not that big of a deal." he told you gently. When you looked at him, you saw that he was looking at you with affection. You smiled at the fact that he thought it was your report card that you were upset about, and you took it out of your bag and handed it to him.

Sam took the report card you handed him and his eyebrows slowly rose when he saw your grades, “Y/n, this is great,” he said in a lively tone, but then when he saw you were still upset and your gaze was on the floor, he realized that wasn't the problem and placed the report card on the bed. He tucked your hair behind your ear and tilted his head so he could see your face. "Honey, why are you upset? Whatever it is, you can tell me about it. It's okay." He said it with understanding and kindness.

You knew he didn't like you keeping your feelings to yourself, but you didn't want to upset them either. When you turned your gaze to your brother, you saw him looking at you with an expression on his face waiting for you to speak, and you began to speak slowly. “You know we went on vacation today and,” you paused and turned your gaze back to the floor. As always, Sam put his hand on your back and started patting you to express that he understood you. You continued talking without looking at him. "My friends talked about things they would do with their families this summer, places they would go with their parents, etc." When you felt like crying, you remained silent and swallowed hard to relieve the pain in your throat.

"I'm sorry, honey," Sam said as he continued to rub your back. He knew you were still very sensitive about this. You caught the sadness in his voice and quickly looked at him, "No Sammy please don't be upset, I didn't mean to upset you-" Sam cut you off, afraid you would shut down, "Okay it's okay Y/n, I'm fine just keep explaining." he said and smiled softly at you.

Meanwhile, when Dean came towards your room to check on you when Sam didn't return, he overheard your conversation and started eavesdropping on you in the hallway.

“You know, we never went on vacation with them,” you laughed bitterly, “My friends at school always talk about things they did with their families, and I can't even remember their faces without a picture. Sam, they're so absent from my memories that I can't even miss them. I just feel their absence, that's all." You looked at Sam with tear filled eyes, “This hurts.” you said quietly. You couldn't stand the urge to cry anymore and turned your head to your lap and started crying.

Sam's heart broke when he heard you say "Come here," and he pulled you closer. You let him hug you and continued to cry. “It's okay darling, just let it go.”

Dean, after listening to you talk, slowly walked into your room when he heard you crying. You felt the empty side of your bed tilt slightly and you turned to see Dean sitting there. You wiped your tears and sniffled, trying to compose yourself. They have never left you alone until this age, they have always been more than a brother to you. Now you felt guilty for doing this. "I am sorry." You said and bowed your head.

"Hey," Dean said gently and took his hand. “What are you apologizing for, Y/n?”

"I upset you, you didn't spend enough time with them and now I have no right to do this to you." You said without looking at your siblings.

"Darling, can you look at me?" Dean asked. You swallowed and slowly lifted your head to look at him. "You are not hurting us by saying these things, don't think like that. On the contrary, we are happy that you talked to us, you don't need to keep these things to yourself. We are your family, Y/n, if there is a problem, we will solve it together as always." Dean held your face in his handsand continued speaking, "Mom and dad couldn't be part of our lives, but we will never leave each other, Y/n. Yes, we can never replace a mom and dad, but we are always with you." Your eyes filled with tears and you nodded. When he smiled at you gently, you saw his eyes fill with tears and you hugged him tightly. "Thank you."

“It's okay kiddo, it's okay,” Dean said, returning your hug.

You turned to Sam and thanked him too. He looked at you and, “No need to apologize or thank you Y/n, you can talk to us about anything, no matter what.” said. You smiled, "I'm usually the one explaining things, you never talk about your feelings." you said.

Dean, "Well, I guess we've grown up a bit." he said in a playful tone.

You made a face, "What's the point, we can talk about our feelings no matter what age we are, right Sam?"

Sam, looked at Dean with an approving expression, then turned to you and, "You're so right, bunny." he replied.

You knew that Dean was the one who hid his feelings the most out of all of you. You thought that he had made this a habit when he was protecting Sam and you when he was little. While he was taking care of you, someone had to take care of him, too. Like every child, he needed attention and protection. When such topics came up, he always changed the subject. He quickly stood up and extended his hand towards you, "Now, can I see this report card?" he said, more like a father than a brother.

Instead, Sam picked up the report card from where he had put it and handed it to her. When Dean continued to stare at your report card strangely for more than moment, you realized he wasn't understanding anything and started laughing. Sam rolled his eyes and got up from the bed, taking the report card from Dean's hand. "Hey! I was still examining it." Dean snapped.

"Dean, it's obvious that you don't understand anything, you don't need to examine it that much. In summary, she did well and her report card is fine." he said, giving you a proud look.

Dean smiled proudly and ruffled your hair, "Good my girl." he said.

You quickly pushed his hand away, "Dean! What am I, a dog?" you said, irritated by his action. He continues to tease you, "Oh, you're not just a dog, you're a puppy." said.

You kicked his leg with your foot and he started groaning in pain and rubbing his leg. "Hey! I taught you how to kick like that, you can't use it on me!"

"You're going to get hurt worse if you keep messing with me, Dean Winchester." You said with victory.

Sam looked at you and nodded to himself. "C'mon, stop it," he interrupted, "How about we go out and eat something? I think we should celebrate Y/n's success."

Your eyes lit up when you heard the offer and you jumped up and down and, "Let's eat cake, let's eat cake!" You started to say.

“Okay, today is your day and it will be whatever you say it will be,” Sam said. "Let's go." He put his arm around your shoulder and started walking out of your room with you. Once you left the room, Dean paused for a moment, thinking about what you said about your parents and swallowing hard.

"DEAN, COME ON!" He pulled himself together when he heard your voice and as he walked out of your room, a lively voice called out, "I'M COMING, PUPPY!" he replied.

"DEAN!!"

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dreamerbouquet · 16 days

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STAY AWAY FROM MY FOOD, SQUİRREL

Dean winchester x sister!reader

You threw the book you were bored of reading onto your bed and left your room. You walked into the bunker kitchen and grabbed a cookie jar and a glass of milk. You sat at the table with excitement. Food always excites you. Like Dean. You dipped the cookie in your milk and your fingers entered it, but you didn't care. You popped the soggy cookie into your mouth.

When Dean walked into the kitchen to get coffee for himself and Sam, he saw y/n. "Hey kid," he pressed the coffee machine.

You popped another cookie into your mouth, “hey Dean,” your voice came out hoarse.

Dean tilted his head and looked at what y/n was eating. Deciding to tease her little sister, she bit her cookie and drank her milk. He always did this.

You were going to protest at first, but then you waited for him to continue. You laughed slyly and looked at Dean.

Dean expected y/n to get angry, but instead saw her laughing. "Are you okay, kid? You should have been angry already,"

"Yes I'm fine, I just stuck my fingers in that milk," You said waving all ten fingers. You continued to laugh.

Dean grimaced and looked at the remaining milk at the bottom of the glass. "Why did you do this!?"

"I dipped my cookie in milk and then my fingers got into it." You shrugged.

"Oh I won't do that again," he said as he walked out of the kitchen.

You laughed triumphantly, “stay away from my food, squirrel!” you said. You heard the coffee machine start beeping. "DEAN THE COFFEE IS READY!"

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dreamerbouquet · 18 days

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JUST HUMAN

Dean Winchester x Sister reader, Sam Winchester x Sister reader

SUMMARY: Y/n gets kidnapped, but not by anything supernatural.

Word Count: 3.200

WARNINGS: sexual harassment, unwanted touching, injecting drugs.

As always, after the hunt, you went to the Bar before returning to the hotel. You were sitting at a table alone in the bar you entered with your fake ID. When you looked at Sam and Dean, you saw them flirting with girls in separate places. You were starting to get very bored now and you were already very tired. You didn't want to disturb them so you left a note on the napkin on the table saying you were returning to the hotel and left.

When you went outside, you breathed in the fresh air hitting your face. Luckily the hotel was within walking distance, otherwise you would have been sleeping in baby's backseat instead of sleeping in the bed. That's usually what happens when Sam and Dean continue hanging out at the bar, but not this time. The road was deserted except for a few passersby, but you're hunting monsters, what could be worse?

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At one point, Sam turned his head to look at Y/n. When he couldn't see her, he frowned and searched around with his eyes to see her. He asked permission from the girl he was talking to and went to Dean. "Dean," Dean reluctantly turned to Sam and looked at him as if to say, what's up? “Where is Y/n?”

When Dean heard this, he looked at the table where they left Y/n, shrugged and, "I don't know, maybe she went to the bathroom or something." he said before turning back to the girl he was flirting with.

Moving away from Dean, Sam walked over to Y/n's table and saw the napkin on the table with writing; When he read the note 'I'm going back to the hotel', he sighed, not liking it. It was very late and no matter how close the hotel was, it was dangerous to be out alone at this hour. Beginning to worry about his sister, he decided to return to the hotel. He thought about letting Dean know, but when he looked at him, he didn't seem very available. He took his jacket and walked out of the Bar.

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When you slowly opened your eyes, you were in a dark room. The musty smell that hit your nose was burning your throat, and you could hear the sound of water dripping from somewhere in the distance. You were lying on the cold concrete floor, the ground so hard it was digging into your bones. When you moved your hands you realized they were tied above your head. You looked up and pulled your hands, but they were fixed to the iron on the wall with handcuffs. You winced at the pain spreading through your wrists and tried to understand what was happening. The last time you saw the illuminated sign of the hotel, but then, it was dark after that. You thought, something must have kidnapped you. This is considered normal when you are a Winchester because many supernatural beings either want to take revenge on you or destroy you.

You were pulled out of your thoughts by the sound of footsteps coming from outside and tried to sit up by pulling yourself up. You saw a shadow pass under the door of the room you were in. You tensed and your breathing started to quicken. You thought about how angry Dean would be with you. You left the Bar without telling them and now you're in trouble. After jingling keys, you heard the sound of a door opening, followed by the voice of a young girl. There was pain and fear in the girl's voice as she begged them to let her go. You straightened your posture in your seat and continued to look under the door. You heard footsteps and another shuffling on the ground and saw shadows passing by the door. Whoever came took the young girl away. You swallowed and looked around, wondering what you could do.

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When Sam arrived at the hotel, he entered quietly, thinking you were asleep. The room was dark, but with the light coming in from the window, he saw that the beds were empty. He reached out to the light and when he turned it on, he couldn't see you there. The bathroom door was open so he didn't check there. “Where are you, Y/n,” Sam muttered to himself as he pulled out his phone and started calling you. When the phone went straight to voicemail, he frowned and looked at the phone in surprise, you don't keep your phone off, no one would do it. He started looking for you again, but when it happened again, he thought something was wrong and quickly started looking for Dean. After a few rings he heard Dean's gruff voice, "What's it, Sam?"

“Dean, Y/n is gone, I called her but her phone is off.” Sam spoke quickly as he paced back and forth in the hotel room.

With what he heard, Dean quickly stood up from the bar chair he was sitting on and said, "How come, aren't you here?" he asked as he looked around the bar.

Sam angrily put his hand to his forehead, "Dean, after I came to you and asked about Y/n, I went to her desk and found a note there saying she had returned to the hotel, I came to the hotel to check on her but she wasn't here. Apparently she never came here," Sam explained and took a deep breath and looked around blankly.

"I'm coming," Dean said, as he quickly walked out of the bar. His voice sounding harsh and worried.

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You struggled with the tight iron handcuffs that restricted you for a while, but you couldn't get rid of them. Around his wrists were now red and starting to burn. Dean's 'I need to keep a paperclip with me' line came to mind and you regretted laughing at him then. You need to keep a paperclip with you. You just kept sitting there, hoping Sam and Dean realized you were lost.

"Which room is the new arrival in?"

"Second room from the right, boss."

You pulled yourself together when you heard the voices of two men coming from outside. You heard footsteps again and this time, instead of passing by, the shadow stopped in front of the door of the room you were in. You watched the key slide into the lock and then the door slowly creaked open. You sat up straight and pulled your legs closer.

The man walked in and approached you, stopping and crouching down in front of you. He began to look carefully at her face and then at her body, and said with an evil smile, "Hey, beauty."

No matter how scared you are, you stare at the man and, "What are you?" you asked. The way he looked at you, you thought he was a vampire.

The man tilted his head slightly to the right and, "What am I? girls in your situation usually cower in fear and start to whine and cry, but you," the man spoke slowly and then stopped and put his hands on your hair.

You quickly pulled your head away and stopped the man from touching you, "Don't touch me, filthy creature!" you said sternly.

The man started laughing slowly and then accelerated his laughter and then he grabbed your hair and pulled it back hard and you moaned in pain when he held your chin tightly with his other hand. You felt his breath as the man brought his face closer to yours, "I like you, you play the tough girl and you look very nice," he said. You were startled when he brought his nose to your neck and started sniffing. He looks at you again, “We are going to have so much fun with you, baby.” said.

When you heard what he said, you shivered more than ever. You began to struggle, trying to free yourself from his grip, "Let me go!" You said, but he tightened his grip even more. There were no sharp teeth or black eyes. Strangely, there was nothing supernatural and that scared you, unlike everyone else.

“Relax, baby,” the man said quietly and brought his hand on your chin to his lips, tilting your head hard to the side and starting to kiss your neck, you realized his point and your stomach tightened. This is completely different, this is scary. This man is only human.

You tried to save yourself from his grasp by using all your strength. You were scared most of the time, but this fear was very different. Someone was touching you against your will, sexually. You'd been harassed by punks at the bar a few times, but no one had ever gone this far. Sam and Dean always saved you. You wanted them here so badly. While you were struggling in the man's hand, he continued to kiss you on your neck. You closed your eyes tightly and started screaming, "Let me go, don't touch me. Help me!" Your voice was shaking.

You heard another man outside yelling, "Boss!" The man turned his head to where the voice came from, then looked at you again with terrible and hungry eyes and smiled slightly, "I'll be back soon, sit here nicely, tough girl." He said and left you harshly and left the room.

Your heart was beating like it was going to burst out of place. You took your hands to his neck as much as you could reach and started wiping it. The man's touches made you feel sick to your stomach. You were breathing quickly and this time you started pulling your hands to get rid of the handcuffs holding you. Even though it hurts.

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It was 3 o'clock in the morning and you had been gone for hours. Dean was watching the street camera footage over and over again, which they had somehow accessed. In the recordings, they saw a man coming behind you put something over your mouth and you struggled to get away from him but then fainted. A car was approaching you and they were throwing you into it and driving away. Dean clenched his fists and jaw as he watched the footage. He turned to Sam and, "Sam, have you still not been able to find her location on her phone?" asked. There was impatience in his voice, full of anger at those who had kidnapped his sisters.

"I found it," Sam quickly stood up from his chair and approached Dean, "It's location appears to be at a warehouse half an hour from here." When he explained, Dean took his jacket and opened the hotel room door hard, Sam followed him and they got into the baby.

"What do you think they are?" Sam asked, "Could it be that guy who escaped us during the last vampire hunt?" As Dean drove quickly, Sam could see his anger and concern when he looked at him. He was worried about his sister too, but they had to know what they were facing and act accordingly. "Dean?"

"I don't know, but whoever he is, I'm going to make him regret doing this, Sam!" Dean said sternly.

When Sam saw the warehouse, he warned Dean, "Hey wait, I saw the warehouse up ahead, let's leave the car here."

After Dean parked the car, they went to the trunk and got their guns. They made a plan among themselves and entered the warehouse carefully.

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The man did not come back for what seemed like hours. You felt a little relieved, but then you started hearing voices again. You swallowed and leaned your back against the wall and got as small as you could. The guy walked in and started coming at you, "Hey tough girl, how's it going? Are you happy with our service?" he mocked you.

“Stay away from me,” you said as if it would do any good.

The man spread his ugly smile on his face and reached into his pocket and took out a needle. "Look what I have here for you," he said, waving the syringe in his hand. "When I do this to you, all your muscles will gradually relax and then," the man continued talking after looking at you for a while, "The fun will begin." he added.

You moved when you saw the syringe. You wanted to run away but you knew you couldn't so you stayed there. With what the man said, the fear inside him grew even more.

The man grabbed your head harshly and pressed it against the wall behind you. You tried to get away from his hand as he brought the needle closer to your neck, but it was no use, as it had been so far. You closed your eyes tightly and started screaming, "Help!", hoping someone would save you.

Sam and Dean looked at each other when they heard you shouts, and then without thinking, they ran towards where the sound came from. Your voice fell silent as they entered a long narrow corridor that confronted them.

"Stay where you are!" the other man behind them said, pointing his gun at Sam's head. Sam started and looked at Dean standing in front of him.

Dean's gaze was hard and his jaw clenched as he whirled around and pointed his gun at the man.

The man held his head up as he looked at Dean, "Drop the gun or I'll shoot him!" he said, pressing the barrel of the gun in his hand to Sam's head.

Dean continued to insistently point his gun at the man, "Where's my sister!?" asked.

The man frowned and began to grin, "Which one is your sister?" the man asked. "Put that gun down or I'll shoot him!"

Dean continued to stare at the man, not understanding what they were in for, and noticing the seriousness on his face, he slowly began to lean in to drop his gun, "Okay, I'll drop it," he said and winked at Sam.

No one came to your cries for help, and the man injected the medicine in the syringe into your neck. A few seconds after giving the shot, you started to relax. You were loosening up, but the fear inside you was still there.

"Did you like it?" the man asked as he unlocked the cuffs on his wrists. He grabbed you by your arms, laid you on your back on the hard ground and started caressing your face with the back of his hand. "You are both a tough girl and beautiful." You wanted to escape from the man's touches, but no part of you could hold it, only tears were flowing involuntarily from your eyes. This time, with a disgusting expression on his face, the man took his hands to the front of his shirt and started unbuttoning it.

Sam understood Dean and quickly reached for the man's hand holding the gun and pushed him into the void, causing the gun to go off. When he hit the man in the face with his elbow, the man stumbled backwards. “Dean, I have that, you find Y/n!” Sam said.

When Dean saw the man coming from a door at the end of the corridor, he pointed his gun at him. The man raised his hands and said, "Don't shoot, I surrender." he shouted in fear. Dean realized that the man thought he was a cop, so he walked towards him, grabbed the man by the collar, and pushed him hard against the wall, "Where the hell is my sister!?" Dean asked the man angrily.

When the man slowly turned his head to the left, Dean did the same and saw you lying on the ground. You were looking at your older brother and slowly tried to reach out your hand towards him as if asking for help. When Dean saw you like that, his anger rushed to his mind and he turned to the man and, "What did you do to her!?" he yell.

"Nothing, I just gave him medication," the man, breathing rapidly in Dean's hands he admitted.

Dean punched the guy hard, knocking him out before quickly coming over to you, “Hey honey, I'm here, I'm here,” he picked you up off the ground and leaned you against his chest.

You felt his warmth and relief as he held you against him. You still felt lethargic, but you were much better than before. “Dean,” you mumbled, “I'm sorry, please don't be mad.”

Dean brushed your hair back and looked into your face as he continued to hold you tightly, “I won't be mad at you darling, it's not your fault.” he said in a soft voice.

"It's just people, Dean. He, he, me," you spoke slowly, unable to continue, you closed your eyes tightly and hid in your brother's chest.

Dean understood you and continued to hold you tightly, "Shh, it's okay, I'm here."

At that moment, Sam walked in and when he saw you on the ground, he thought you were injured and ran towards you. "Is she okay or injured?" he asked in a worried tone.

"She's not injured," Dean said. Sam breathed a sigh of relief and leaned down to see your face, but then he turned back to Dean and started looking at with curious eyes.

Dean, “Y/n, look at me darling,” said gently.

When you slowly lifted your head, you didn't notice that Sam saw you were unbuttoned.

Dean hated to ask this, but he needed to know. "Darling, did that man hurt you, I mean,"

When you interrupted him and shook your head quickly from left to right and leaned forward, you saw how open his buttons were and quickly tried to cover yourself by holding them with your hand. They are your brothers but this was so embarrassing right now.

Realizing what was happening, Sam clenched his teeth and continued to stare at you.

“Okay, no problem, Y/n, I got you.” Dean murmured into your ear as he slowly lifted you off the floor to pick you up.

Sam opened the baby's back door and Dean gently eased you into the backseat before closing the door and turning to Sam, "Stay with her, I'll be right back." he said in a harsh tone. He returned to the warehouse with dark eyes.

Sam knew he couldn't stop her, and he didn't want to stop her right now anyway. He sat next to you and when he saw you were shivering, he took off his jacket and placed it around your shoulders. "There you go little sister, now you'll get warm." He said and put his arm around your shoulder, gently pulling you towards him. You hugged him tightly and started listening to his heartbeat. This was something you did at night when you woke up from nightmares. You needed this so much now, to feel their presence. You closed your eyes and just fell asleep.

Dean got into the driver's seat and turned to look at you to see Sam asleep on his lap. She ignored the blood on her knuckles as she placed her hands on the steering wheel and started the car to drive back to the hotel, "We're never leaving her alone again, Sam." he said.

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dreamerbouquet · 22 days

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A COLD SUMMER

Jensen Ackles x Daughter!reader, Danneel Ackles x Stepdaughter!reader, Jared Padalecki x Nephew!reader

SUMMARY: When Y/n can't stop the voices in her head, she finally finds the courage to ask for help.

NOT: Y/n 17 is years old.

Word Count: 4.300

“JJ, you make me so angry sometimes!!” you shouted at your little sister. You were intolerant these days and JJ was starting to get stubborn with you.

"GO AWAY!" JJ shouted.

You combed your hair with your hands, "you better go to your room, JJ. I'm the older one and you should listen to me!"

"You are not my sister!"

You took a deep breath, "now, I'm going to call my mom!"

"She's not your mother, she's mine and the twins' mother!" JJ continued to scream.

You were stunned by what you heard. "What?" You hummed. Your eyes started to water and you swallowed hard.

Hearing the screams, Danneel came down from his room, "hey what's going on here?" asked. The woman approached them.

You pulled yourself together with your mother's arrival. You turned around and wiped the tears from your eyes.

"I asked you girls a question. Now tell me what's going on." When no one spoke, the woman turned to her eldest daughter, "Y/n?"

You calmly began to explain what happened, "I warned him many times about something she shouldn't do, but she didn't listen to me. So I got angry." You said. You didn't look at your mother. What JJ said was going around in your head; 'She's not your mother!'

After listening carefully, the woman turned to her little daughter, "JJ, I told you to listen to your big sister, right?"

"She's not my big sister!" JJ shouted the same words again. You looked at him and your eyes started to water again.

Danneel was stunned by the little girl's words. "What did you say ?" Asked

"He shouldn't call you mother. You are mine and the twins' mother, not Y/n."

“JJ-” the woman began to speak as Y/n quickly walked past her and up the stairs. “Y/n, honey wait,” the young girl had already disappeared. There was the sound of a door slamming from above.

Danneel turned back to her little daughter, "JJ, what you did is so rude! You upset your older sister, yes your older sister. I'm her mother too. She's your older sister and the twins' older sister. Yes, I didn't give birth to her, but that doesn't mean I can't be her mother. Now go to your room, you're grounded."

JJ ran to her room.

After a while, Danneel knocked on Y/n's room door, "Honey, can I come in?"

“Yes,” you sat up in your bed and leaned your back against the headboard. You took the pillow in your lap and hugged it. You've been thinking about what your sister said ever since you went to your room. She was right, Even your real mother didn't want you

The woman entered the room. He sat on his bed, facing his daughter. "Shall we talk for a while?"

"She is right." you said, not taking your gaze off your lap.

Danneel was shocked. "No, Y/n, no. Please don't think like that. I don't know where he got that from, but believe me, I never see you as different from others. Y/n, look at me, please." The woman held the young girl's hands.

You knew this. Danneel was never rude to you, never hurt you. But these days you were questioning your existence to yourself. Your father was 24 years old when you were born. Your mother didn't want you. You were staying with your grandparents when your father went to Vancouver. When you were 6 years old, your father introduced you to Danneel. You loved him since you first saw him. A year later, your father and Danneel got married.

You turned your gaze to your mother. You felt your eyes filling with tears, you were trying hard not to cry.

Dannel understood his daughter. "oh, come here," he took her in his arms. "Honey, I love you so much." He broke the hug and looked into the girl's eyes, "Y/n, you are the one who made me a mother before a baby fell into my womb. I have never forgotten the first day you called me mom, and it makes me extremely. We are not biologically related, but that doesn't change anything."

You remembered the past and smiled;

…..

A few months after your father and Danneel got married, you walked out of your playroom and walked over to Dannel and stood in front of him.

Danneel looked at Y/n who was writhing in front of her "Honey, is there something wrong?" Asked. she stopped reading the magazine in his hand and focused on the girl.

You started playing with your fingers "I want to ask you something Dee," you said shyly. At that moment, Jensen entered the room and sat on the couch. He liked that his daughter turned to your wife to ask questions.

“Of course honey, you can ask me anything you want” She straightened the little girl's hair.

You looked at your father before asking and then back to Danneel.

Jensen noticed his daughter's writhing and squinted at her.

"I… I mean, can I call you mom?" you asked. Jensen sat up straighter. Danneel looked at her husband in surprise at the question. You worried, thinking you'd done something wrong. "I'm sorry-"

“Of course baby, you can say sure, I would love that.” She took the little girl into his arms. Jensen's eyes filled with tears. He looked at his wife and thanked her silently.

....

Danneel"You made me the happiest person in the world, honey," said. She smiled and combed her daughter's baby hair behind her ear.

"You made me the happiest child in the world, mom." you said. You smiled at him and hugged him again, but you still couldn't stop the voices in your head.

EVENING

You and JJ made up and decided to watch Frozen in the movie room. Again. The twins were sleeping. Danneel entered the room with popcorn in hand "Here, your popcorn is ready" He said as he placed the plate on the middle table.

“Thanks mom,” you thanked her.

Danneel, "have fun." said and joined Jensen in his study.

"Hey honey" she greeted his husband and sat next to her.

"Hey, what are the kids doing?" Jensen asked.

"The twins are sleeping and the other two have restarted the Frozen marathon." The woman rolled her eyes.

Jensen smiled. "Dee, Y/n seems a little different these days, Has she said anything to you?" asked.

"No, he didn't say anything to me, but as you said, he seemed a little calm and thoughtful. The woman took a deep breath. Jensen looked at his wife and thought something was wrong.

"Did something happen? Dannel, is there something you're hiding from me about Y/n?" Jensen was worried.

"No no, it's just that he and JJ had a fight today." Jensen frowned. "JJ didn't listen to Y/n's warning and that made her angry. But that's not the problem." The woman stopped. Jensen waited for his wife to speak again. "Oh, JJ told him I wasn't his mom and not to call me mom," she added.

"What? Oh," Jensen sat, not knowing what to say. "Have you talked to Y/n?" asked.

"Yes, I did. It's okay. JJ apologized to her sister and she accepted." the woman replied

Jensen, "We need to talk to JJ about this, where did he get that from?" said.

"I don't know, but I talked to him," Danneel said.

"Should I talk too?" Jensen asked.

Danneel, "no I don't think so, at least not right now." saying replied.

The cartoon was over Jensen and Danneel came into the room "yeah now everyone to bed," Danneel let JJ kiss his fader goodnight before taking him upstairs. "Good night, daddy," said the little girl.

"Good night, baby," Jensen said.

“Good night Y/n.”

“Good night, JJ,” you said and waved at him. You grabbed your plate of popcorn and got up to take it to the kitchen.

Jensen, "Hey honey, how about movie night?" he asked his daughter. He wanted to spend time with her and make sure she was okay.

“Oh, I'm actually tired-” you tried to deny but your father cut you off.

"Come on, we're on summer vacation. Don't you have some time for this old man?" Jensen said playfully.

"But I'm going to the brewery tomorrow," you said. You were working there during summer vacation.

Jensen, "At 12 o'clock," Said. "So I think it's okay to sleep a little later."

You smiled "ok, old man" you said emphatically. Your father smiled. "Popcorn?" You asked, pointing to the empty plate in your hand before sitting down.

"Of course," Jensen agreed. He took the remote control and settled into the chair.

You came back with the bowl full of popcorn "what are we watching?" You asked as you settled into your seat.

"I thought we'd watch action. Do you have a movie in mind?"

"No. There will be action, I haven't watched it for a long time." You replied.

Jensen wanted to talk to Y/n about what happened today before the movie. "Honey, can we talk for a while before the movie?" asked.

You looked at your father, "About what?" you said. You knew what it was but you asked anyway.

"Your mother told me about what happened between you and JJ today,"

"Oh yeah, it's okay dad, he's a little kid. He apologized to me afterwards." You said. You shrugged and wanted to end the conversation.

Jensen looked at his daughter, he wasn't sure if she really thought that, but he didn't want to push it now, "Okay, I'm glad about that," he said. He took the popcorn plate from Y/n's hand and the girl looked at her father in surprise. When Jensen saw his daughter's look, he said, "you already ate," and popped a few popcorns into his mouth.

You frowned, "I can still eat it," you said as you took a handful off the plate. "Besides, you're an old man, you shouldn't be eating at this hour."

Jensen squinted at his daughter.

You when you saw your father's look, "okay it was a joke." You said, raising your hands in surrender and smiled.

“It better be,” Jensen said and started the movie.

When the movie ended, Jensen saw Y/n sleeping. She smiled at him and turned off the television. Being careful not to wake his daughter, he took her in his arms to take her to bed. Y/n stirred in her sleep "shush sleep honey" he said and carried her to his room.

TWO DAYS LATER

“Y/n, I'm home,” Jensen called to his older daughter as he entered the house. Danneel and the little ones had gone to their grandmother's, so the house was quiet. He put his keys in the bowl. When he didn't hear anything from his daughter, he went to his room. It wasn't there.

“Y/N ?” Jensen called out to his daughter again. She went out to the balcony and saw him sitting on the swing in the backyard. He pulled his knees to his chest and hugged his legs. Jensen went down the stairs and out into the garden "sweetie?"

There was no one at home and you couldn't hold back any longer and started crying. You couldn't cry in front of people because they kept asking why and you didn't know what to say. Even you didn't know exactly why you were crying. The voices in your head couldn't stop. You felt stuck and unnecessary. As soon as you heard your father's voice, you quickly wiped your eyes and sniffed. You put your feet down from the swing and without looking at your father, "hey dad."

Jensen could tell in his daughter's voice that she was crying. He approached Y/n and sat down next to her "Honey, are you okay?" He combed her daughter's baby hair behind her ear and tried to see her face, but Y/n was insistent on not showing her face.

"I'm fine dad, I'll go to my room." You said, you got up from the swing to go but your father stopped you.

Jensen held her arm without hurting her, "Honey, you were crying, what's wrong? Talk to me."

You are not wanted. Do you really think you're asking that? No! Even your mother didn't want you. Nobody wants you here. They will leave you.

"Nothing, I'll go to my room!" You said. The voice in your head started talking again. You quickly pulled his arm away and ran to your room.

Jensen stood there stunned, not understanding what was happening. He wanted to go after his daughter, but he stopped, thinking that would shut him down even more.

After a while Jensen knocked on Y/n's room door "honey can I come in?" There was no sound from inside. Jensen sighed and went downstairs.

"Y/n! dinner is ready" Jensen called out to his daughter.

You took a deep breath and walked out of your room. You felt bad for snapping at your father. Those voices were making you do things you wouldn't do. When you entered the kitchen, you didn't look at your father and sat in your usual seat.

When Jensen looked at his daughter, he realized that she was still upset. He sat down and started eating.

After eating silently for a while, you looked at your father out of the corner of your eye. He looked sad. You didn't want anyone to feel sad because of you. You didn't want to bother anyone with your problems. That's why you thought you needed to talk now and said, "I'm a little bored today.." You started playing with the food on your plate.

Jensen looked at his daughter, relieved that she was finally opening up, "Did something happen?" He understood and asked his daughter to open up.

You shook your head, "No, I'm just bored." You still haven't looked at your father. You stopped playing with the food and started playing with the skin around your nails as usual. You've had this habit since childhood. You start doing this without realizing it, and sometimes you can't stop when you realize what you're doing.

Jensen saw Y/n playing with her fingers andi “Honey, can you look at me?" asked. She didn't like that he did this because it hurt himself.

After pausing for a while, you turned your gaze to the your father.

"You're quiet these days. What's going on in that beautiful mind of yours?" he asked, feeling his worries returning again. “Look, whatever this is, you can talk to me about it, you know that, right?”

"I don't know." You said and he took a deep breath.

"Are you anxious?" Asked. He knew that Y/n had a hard time expressing herself in situations like this.

Your eyes started to water, “I'm sorry dad, I don't know why you came again.” You said quietly, a few tears came to your eyes and you quickly wiped them away.

"Come here,"Jensen stood up and picked up his daughter as well. She leaned her head on his chest and hugged her daughter tightly. He hated seeing her like this. “It's okay, just let it go, honey.”

You hugged your father tightly and started crying, unable to hold it back any longer. You felt the voices in your head disappear. As if it would never come again.

Jensen let Y/n cry. He knew that crying was good for him in such situations. After a while, when he realized that she had stopped crying, "Do you want to talk about it?" asked.

You shook your head no. You didn't want to talk.

"Okay whatever you want baby" Jensen said knowing it wasn't right to push her. "Shall we go out?" Asked. he pulled back to look at her daughter's face, "Maybe we can get ice cream." he said, smiling at her

You looked at your father and gave him a small smile. You were happy, thinking that the fact that he wanted to spend time with you meant that he wanted you. You nodded your head yes and hugged your father again.

Jensen returned the hug and looked down at his daughter's plate, where she had eaten almost nothing. "But finish your meal first," he said, as if to a small child.

You giggled and said "okay" as you continued to hug your father.

After wandering around for a while and eating ice cream, you returned home. Yourself were feeling tired.

Jensen looked at his daughter "are you okay honey?" Asked. He watched him carefully the entire time they were out, wondering what was triggering her anxiety.

"Yes, I'm fine, just tired. I cried a lot today and it's tiring." You said.

"Y/n," Jensen looked at his daughter tenderly and placed his hands on her shoulders, "next time you feel like today, come to me, okay? Or go to your mother. No matter what the topic is, no matter how ridiculous you think it is, come to us, Deal?" Said. He didn't want her to feel alone.

You looked at your father and shook your head.

Jensen,"I want to hear it, deal?" he said again.

"We agreed." You said and smiled at your father, but you weren't sure about it.

"Okay, now go rest, you look really tired." Jensen said as he playfully pushed his daughter forward.

“Good night, Dad,” as you walked to your room. you said

Jensen, "Good night baby, I love you." he called after his daughter.

A FEW WEEKS LATER

After talking to your father, the voices left you. Everything was going well after that day, but recently you started hearing voices again. You felt restless and tense. You were sitting in your room, on the bean bag chair in front of the window. It was late afternoon and it was a sunny, warm day outside.

Your father told you to come to him if it happened again, but you couldn't. That's why you decided to talk to your Uncle Jared. Actually, you weren't sure about it either, but you knew that he would understand you. You texted your Uncle Jared, told him you wanted to talk about some books, and he came back with a text saying he was waiting for you. You always did this but now you just used it as an excuse, that wasn't the point.

"Dad?" When you came downstairs, you called out to your father.

Jensen, "I'm on the balcony, honey!" he called out. He was sitting in one of the armchairs and looking at his computer.

When he went out to the balcony, "Hey, what's up?" you asked. You walked to your father. You saw the little ones and your mother playing in the garden.

"I'm checking my e-mail," Jensen said to his daughter. He could tell Y/n wanted to say something. "Talk," he took a sip of his coffee and started typing something on his computer.

You looked at your father, frowned and smiled, "how did you know?" you asked, You sat on the empty single seat.

"It's not difficult, you are my daughter," he said. He winked at his daughter.

"I was wondering if I could go to my uncle Jared's today, I want to talk about a few books," you said.

"Sure you can go honey, you haven't done this in a long time." Jensen said.

"Yes. Okay," you said as you stood up, "I'm going to get ready and leave, can you tell my mom?"

Jensen, "Okay honey, drive carefully." Said.

You left the balcony and went to your room to get ready.

Jared met Y/n at the door “Hey, I missed you kiddo,” he said, wrapping his arms around his niece.

“Hey Uncle Jared, I missed you too,” you said. You hugged him tightly and just stayed there.

Jared waited for Y/n to finish the hug, but she didn't. Thinking something was wrong, he asked, "lollipop, is everything okay?" Asked.

Jared named you lollipop when you were a kid. You were always walking around with a candy bar in your mouth. You still do.

You finished the hug, “I didn't actually come to talk to you about books, Uncle Jared,” you admitted. You couldn't understand why this was so hard to do; asking for help.

“What's wrong Y/n, are you okay?” Jared looked intently at his nephew.

"I'm fine, it's just ı," you took a deep breath and turned your gaze to the ground, "I can't stop it," you said. Your voice was hoarse due to the urge to cry.

Jared frowned in concern "what can't you stop, Y/n?" Asked

“Voices,” you said.

Jared understood and pulled her back onto his lap. "Oh lollipop, I got you"

The two of you walked inside and went into the living room. Gen and the children were nowhere to be seen. You didn't ask about them, for some reason you didn't wonder. You sat up, pulling your knees to your chest and hugging your legs, and started playing with the skin around your nails. Jared sat right across from you.

Jared stared at his nephew for a moment, it hurt his heart to see her like this. He knew what pain of the soul was like and he wouldn't want anyone to experience that, especially those he loved. Y/n had struggled with anxiety for a while and had gotten over it in a very short time. He could more or less guess what the voice inside his nephew's head was saying, but he was older now and maybe the topic was different, so he decided to ask.

"Y/n, do you want to tell me about the voices?" he asked gently.

"It's about my family. I feel like I'm extra, I mean, voices tell me I am. My mom and dad say they love me, but something tells me it's not like that, they're bored of me." You said. You swallowed and took a deep breath. You were going to say what worried you the most, but you didn't know how to express it, you felt like it would come true once you said it.

Jared's guess was correct, this was what he was worried about before. he knew it wasn't true, she knew how much Jensen loved her, how Danneel cared for her even though he wasn't her biological child, but he also knew how anxiety takes over.

He could tell Y/n was pausing, struggling to say what was bothering her most. He leaned forward and took Y/n's hands, "kid, whatever it is you can tell me, it's okay. You don't have to deal with this alone, you're not alone Y/n." Said. By giving him confidence.

You looked at your uncle Jared, you weren't surprised that he could tell because he was just as worried as you. "I feel like if I say it, it will come true." You said. You started playing with the skin around your nails.

Jared grabbed Y/n's hands again to stop what she was doing. He knew that ever since he was little, he had a habit of doing this when he was worried.

“Let it go, kid,” Jared said.

"I'm afraid they'll leave me." You confessed by saying. Your voice came out quieter than you intended and your eyes began to water. You bowed your head and began to cry silently.

Jared sat down next to his nephew and pulled him onto his lap "oh, come here," he said. "It's okay, it's okay, honey. I got you."

You let him hug you and continued to cry. You hadn't cried in front of anyone in a long time and you didn't want to stop it now.

A little later you said, "she left me and now I'm afraid that one day everyone will leave me." "I'm so sick of this, Uncle Jared." You added.

Jared realized that Y/n was talking about her biological mother. "I understand you, Y/n, but hey," he tried to look at her face, "trust me, this won't happen. You're a great kid and I wouldn't do this. Lollipop, we love you so much, your daddy loves you so much. That man misses you so much when he's away. That, You should understand from the fact that he is constantly video chatting with you." He said playfully, half hoping Y/n would smile.

You smiled softly, having stopped crying, and turned your attention to your Uncle Jared. His words were healing you, guiding you.

"None of those sounds will ever come true. You know how I know," Jared returned his nephew's smile.

You nodded your head "yes I know" you said.

Jared continued speaking, "Thank you for trusting me and coming to talk, lollipop. You can talk to me about anything, but if you want to go to therapy again, I can arrange that." He offered to Y/n.

You hadn't thought about going to therapy, but you knew it would be good for you. "It could be." You said. "Uncle Jared, my father told me to come to him if I was worried like this, but I couldn't and came to you. So, will my father be upset about this?" you asked. It suddenly occurred to you and you were worried about it.

Jared, "No, I don't think so, on the contrary, he will be happy about it. It takes courage to do this, Y/n. You don't want to live with this and you want help. Asking for help is not wrong, on the contrary, it is the right thing you can do and you did it, lollipop, I am proud of you." Said. He smiled proudly at her niece as he tucked her hair behind her ear.

You looked at him with teary eyes, jumped on him and hugged him tightly, "thank you, Uncle Jared,"

Jared laughed, surprised by her sudden hug, "always Lollipop." He said and returned the hug.

"When will you stop calling me lollipop?" You asked as you hugged.

Jared, "Hmm, when are you going to stop eating lollipops?" He answered the question with a question.

"Never!" You said and giggled.

"Well, then I'll just keep doing it." Said.

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I CAUGHT YOU

AUDedective!Dean Winchester x Daughter!reader, AUDoctor!Sam Winchester x nephew!reader,( It is mentioned very briefly) Mary Winchester x grandchild!reader, Lee Webb x Teem!reader

SUMMARY:An old friend comes to town seeking revenge on Detective Dean Winchester, and Y/n is held hostage.

Word Count: 5.800

NOT: Y/n 17 is years old.

When you smelled the scent, you started going down the stairs faster. When you reached the last step, you couldn't slow down and your Uncle Sam caught you just as you were about to fall.

"Hey! Little one , slow down," he said as he held you by your shoulders.

You quickly thanked him for saving you and escaped from his hands, excitedly heading towards the kitchen.

Sam smiled at Y/n's excitement, "Don't run, the pancakes aren't running away!" After warning him from behind, he started to climb the stairs.

When you entered the kitchen, you closed your eyes and breathed in the smell. You approached the pancakes sitting on the kitchen island and said in a flirty tone, “Hey baby, you look beautiful.” If someone from outside heard you, it could be very misunderstood. But food is already considered beloved for you. You looked for your grandmother, but she was nowhere to be seen. You walked towards the kitchen's door leading to the garden and saw him coming with a basket in his hand. “Good morning grandma,” you ran out to the garden and jumped on her to give her a hug.

“Oh!,” Mary stumbled into Y/n’s hug, “Hey slow down honey, you almost made us fall, my bones might not be able to handle it after this age.” she said.

You stopped hugging him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “You're still so young, grandma,” you said, praising her. “You got the pancakes, thank you.”

Mery smiled at Y/n's childish voice. "It's okay honey, go ahead and eat it before it gets cold." He hugged her from the side and they walked into the kitchen together.

As you started eating your pancakes while chatting with your grandmother, your Uncle Sam walked into the kitchen. You turned your head and looked at him.

"Hey, I'm leaving," he said and kissed his mother.

"Goodbye, honey," Mery said as she accepted her son's kiss.

Sam smiled at his mother before turning to Y/n, “Little one,” he looked at the watch on his wrist, “Do you want me to take you to school, I think you're running late.”

Your eyes widened as you looked at your own wristwatch. You quickly stood up, "Yes please Uncle Sam, I have a first period exam." you said quickly and searched for your bag.

Sam with a smile on his face, "Are you looking for your bag?" asked. When he caught up with her on the stairs, he saw that she didn't have her bag.

You shook your head, “I don't know where I put it,” you said in a gruff voice as you continued searching.

"Are you sure you took it with you when you left your room?" He raised his eyebrows and looked at his nephew.

You paused for a moment, closing your eyes and shaking your head to yourself when you remembered that you didn't take him with you. You ran up the stairs to get to your room, "I'll be come back!" you called out.

"This girl," Mary shook her head, smiling to herself at her grandchild.

The car ride was quiet, you stared out the window.

When Sam stopped at the lights, he looked at his nephew and noticed that he was quiet and pensive. "Little one, are you okay?" he asked in a soft tone.

You looked at him and smiled softly. Your Uncle Sam was observant and was always catching you. “I'm fine Uncle Sam, just..” you looked away from him, “I miss my dad.” you said.

Sam looked sadly at his nephew. He knew Dean was going undercover, but they hadn't given Y/n any details. He reached out for his nephew's hand and squeezed it gently, "Hey, I know you miss him, but he'll be here soon, I promise." he said and gave her a warm smile.

You perked up when you heard this and looked at your Uncle Sam, "Or did you hear from her?" you asked.

Sam continued driving when he saw the light turn green, "I might have done it," he said and winked at Y/n.

"Is he coming!?" You sat up straighter and hoped to get the answer you were waiting for.

He stopped the car in front of the school, "Okay, this was actually going to be a surprise, but since you asked, yes, he will be home tonight." he admitted.

You felt so happy with the answer you heard; Right now, you'd happily sacrifice a year's worth of pancakes if he asked. You hugged your Uncle Sam as tightly as you could in the car.

Sam giggled at Y/n's excitement and returned her hug. "Kid, you're late for your exam." he reminded.

You quickly backed up, grabbed your bag and opened the door. You stumbled as you got out of the car. You managed to save yourself just as you were about to fall. "Bye Uncle Sam, I love you!" you said quickly and closed the door and ran away.

EVENING

You were helping your grandmother in the kitchen to make dinner. You always had one ear at the door. After that evening you lost your mother, you were afraid of losing your father too. You've never been this far from him. You tried calling him on the phone but you couldn't reach him. He would never do that, he would always answer your phone, no matter what.

“Honey can you take this to the table” Mary said handing the plate full of salad to Y/n.

“of course grandma,” you took the salad plate from her and brought it to the table. At that moment, you heard the sound of the door opening and turned around with excitement.

"Hey guys, I'm home!" When Dean shouted, he saw his daughter running towards him. She quickly put her bag down and grabbed him. "Hey baby I miss you." He wrapped his arms tightly around his daughter. He was thankful to feel her warmth again.

You hugged your father like an octopus and felt your eyes fill with happiness. "Hey dad, I missed you too."

"Well it's not hard to understand, I can't breathe." he said jokingly.

Dean's face softened when he saw his daughter was about to cry, "Come here," he pulled her close and rested her head on his chest, "I'm sorry honey, it won't happen again." He said, kissing Y/n on her hair and smelling her coconut conditioner.

Mary watched her son and grandson with a smile from afar for a while, then approached them and said, "Welcome home, honey."

"Hey mom," Dean said and hugged his mother. "Where's Sam?"

"He's been at the hospital for a while, but he said he'd join us for dinner." Mary said.

"Okay, then," he took off his jacket and hung it on the hanger, "I've got time for a little shower, huh?"

"Of course."

AFTER 1 MONTH

"I'd love to come Bella, I'll ask my dad, I hope he'll let me. You know he doesn't like the party thing." While you were leaving school and walking home with your friend, he invited you to his birthday party tomorrow night.

Bella, "I would love to have you come Y/n, you are my best friend and I would love to have you around." she said, looking at Y/n with pleading eyes.

You love parties, but your father is very protective about it. "Like I said, I make no promises, but I'll find a way." you said, hugging her tightly to say goodbye. You arrived home and she still had a little ways to go.

"See you tomorrow evening." she said, hoping Y/n would come.

When Bella started to walk away, "Don't get your hopes up!" you said behind her.

As he was walking, he quickly turned around, "I love you!" she said and waved with a kiss.

You laughed at your friend and walked towards the house. You opened the door and threw your bag inside, "I'm here," you waited for your grandmother's voice as you closed the door, but it didn't come. "Grandmother?" When he looked around there was no one there. Then you heard the door open.

When Mary walked in with the bags in her hands, she met Y/n. "Hey honey, you're here," she said. "Can you take these to the kitchen for me?" Tired, she handed the bags in her hand to her grandchild.

“Hey grandma, sure.” When you took the bags and went to the kitchen, your grandmother followed you. You started to look at the bags you placed on the counter with excitement as always, there would always be a chocolate in there for you. Bingo, you giggled and pulled out your favorite gold Twix bag.

Mary approached Y/n and smiled at her, taking her chocolate from her hand, "I'm keeping this, you can have it after dinner."

“But grandma, we still have a long time to eat,” you whined. “I could at least eat a piece of it?” you began to give her that puppy dog look you learned from your Uncle Sam.

Mary squinted her eyes at her grandson, approached her and took her face in her hands.

You continued to give her the same look, hoping she would let you.

"I don't eat that look, baby. Go do these looks to your Uncle Sam." said Mary. She gave Y/n a quick smile and then started unpacking the bags.

Your shoulders slumped in defeat as your puppy dog eyes turned into a pout. "I can't believe this didn't work," as you walked out of the kitchen you said to yourself.

Mary heard her granddaughter and said, "Does not apply to Mary winchester!" She shouted after him.

You rolled your eyes and picked up your bag from where you threw it away and started walking to your room. You changed your clothes and settled into your chair to check your phone. At that moment, you received a message from your father.

I'll be home in 5 minutes, honey.

With the message you received, it occurred to you that you were going to the cemetery today to visit your mother, so you replied to your father's message and quickly got up and started getting ready.

Ok dad.👍

As you walked to the car with your father after visiting your Mother and Grandfather, you looked at the sun setting on the horizon. You smiled sadly to yourself as you remembered how much your mother loved sunsets.

When Dean looked at Y/n walking silently next to him, he saw her sad smile, he put his arm around his daughter's shoulder and pulled her close. "Are you okay, honey?" he asked gently.

“I was reminded of how much my mother loved sunsets, Dad,” you said and sighed, feeling like you missed her so much. You felt responsible for her death. "If I hadn't told him to come home quickly that night, maybe-"

“Hey hey no Y/n, we talked about this honey,” Dean interrupted his daughter and paused to turn her around, “It's nothing like that, it wasn't your fault okay?” He looked into his daughter's eyes with compassion. He hated that she thought that way.

You looked at your father, your eyes starting to fill with tears, "But-"

"No buts, Y/n, we all know how that accident happened. Your mother wasn't even speeding, she was hit by another driver who made a mistake." he said.

You nodded your head quickly up and down, showing your father in approval. You knew he hated it, but you still felt guilty. Your father pulled you close and hugged you tightly.

"I know you miss her honey, your Uncle Sam and I were very young when we lost your grandfather and we still miss him" Dean said.

"I'd love to meet him." you said, you were still hugging your father.

Dean thought about his father for a moment. He was away from home most of the time because he was a Marine, but despite everything, he was a caring father and a loving husband. "Me too, baby," he said, looking at his daughter and smiling, "He loved you so much."

"Well, there's no doubt about it." you said proudly.

Dean let out a playful laugh when he heard this, "And we can barely stand you." he said, poking Y/n in the ribs.

Being timid, you jumped at your father's touch and took a few steps away from him, "Dad! Don't do this," you raised your hands and held them in front of you to protect yourself, thinking there would be more to come.

"Okay, okay, I won't do it, come on get in the car, it's late. Let's not make your grandma angry."

Once you got in the car, you began to squint at your father as you put on your seatbelt, "So you can barely stand me, huh?" you said as if threatening.

Dean,"I'm thankful every day for having you in my life, Y/n." said.

You smiled softly at your father, "Me too, Dad."

After a short silence in the car, you gathered your courage and decided to ask your father for permission for the party. "Dad, there is Bella's birthday party tomorrow night, she will celebrate it at her home, only our friends from school and her a few cousins will be there, can I go?" you asked, raising your eyebrows and waiting curiously for his answer.

Dean paused for a moment,said, "Hm, these guys are girls, right?"

You rolled your eyes and, “I guess most girls,” you said.

"Most of them? So there will be men too, am I right?"

“Yes,” you said in a low voice, “Bella has a boyfriend and some of her cousins are men, so yes.” you admitted. You couldn't lie, your father was a detective and he understood that immediately.

"What is this?" he asked in surprise. "I knew Bella was the same age as you. Does she already have a boyfriend?" Dean's voice became serious.

You shrugged, "Yes, we are the same age, but her parents don't care so they let her." you said.

"I don't like this, honey."

Realizing that the conversation wasn't going well, you began to beg, "Daddy, please, please she's my best friend, she wants me to come so bad, please."

After thinking about it for a while, Dean reluctantly agreed, "Okay, but no drinking or anything like that, you hear me? Or getting close to boys-"

"Dad! Stop it," you turned your gaze to your window, "You're embarrassing me. It's nothing like you think, her family allows her to have a boyfriend, but no drinking until she's 22, this rule applies to them too." you said.

"Okay, you can go as I said, but I'll drop you off and pick you up, okay? No going or coming back with friends." said, in a voice that showed him daughter that he had to accept this.

"Okay! Thank you, dad."

Dean checked the rearview mirror again for the car that had been catching his attention for a while. He hadn't revealed this to Y/n until now. He was starting to think that they were being followed, but the suspicious car in the rearview mirror turned right around the bend it had just passed and disappeared.

"Dad, did you hear me?"

"Huh, what? Sorry honey, what were you saying?" Dean came back to his senses and looked Y/n.

"I asked if we could get some pie on the way out, are you okay?" you said, looking at him carefully.

“I'm fine, honey, and I'm sure you know what my answer to pie is.” he said and winked at his daughter.

Pie was your and your dad's favorite food, and whenever you asked him if we should get some pie, he would give you the same answer, "YES!"

1 WEEK LATER

"Dean, the boss is calling you to his office." Detective Benny said.

Dean looked up from the documents he was interested in in his room and looked at Benny, "Okay buddy, thanks for letting me know," he said.

Benny, nodded in return and returned to his own room.

"Boss, you called me," Dean walked into Sergeant Bobby Singer's office and saw that he was thoughtful.

Bobby leaned back in his chair and said, "Come in, Dean," his voice still.

"Is everything ok?" Dean asked, catching his voice.

Bobby took a deep breath, stood up from his chair, walked to in front of his desk and stood there. "I've got news," he paused for a moment before speaking again, "It's about Lee Webb," he said at last.

Dean wasn't expecting to hear that name, he looked at Bobby with a confused expression, "Wait, did you say Lee?"

"Yes. Dean, he's alive."

Dean frowned in second shock and tried to process what he had heard. Lee was his partner and friend, but he had betrayed them. "Bobby he's dead, I shot him." he said in disbelief, his tone harsh. Years later, he was still angry at her betrayal.

"Dean, first of all, we're at the station, don't call me by my name," he warned him. Bobby was a family friend of the Winchesters, and Sam and Dean grew up knowing him as an uncle. He never left them after their father, and Dean followed in his footsteps and became a Detective.

"I'm sorry, sir," Dean quickly corrected his demeanor.

"Now, I knew he was dead , but he didn't, I didn't understand how it happened, I think it was recorded incorrectly somehow, I don't know." Bobby said, throwing his hands up in the air.

Dean paused for a moment after what Bobby said. He thought about how this could happen, but he couldn't make any sense right now, "So where is he?" asked. He was a criminal and if he wasn't dead he should have been in prison.

Bobby, "I don't know, I just got word that you're alive." he said and prepared himself to say the possibility that was floating around in his mind. "Dean, he can come after you, you were the one who exposed his betrayal. You know him, he is a man with a spirit of revenge."

Dean shook his head slowly, "I don't know him, boss, I've never met him." He said, remembering his friend's betrayal. He would never have expected this from her. If he hadn't shot Lee, Lee would have shot him. He hesitated to shoot a criminal for the first time that day, but he did it.

Seeing how touched he was, Bobby moved closer to Dean and put a hand on his shoulder, "Son, I'm sorry about this, but like I said, you gotta be careful. I don't want you or any other Winchesters to get hurt." His voice was worried. He didn't want to lose another one of them after John.

Dean nodded his approval to Bobby. His mind came to the car that had caught his attention on his way back from the cemetery the other day. He thought it might be Lee in that car. Now he was starting to worry about his family.

EVENING

You were home alone this evening. Your grandmother was out to dinner with her friends, your father and Uncle Sam were at work. You grabbed yourself a few snacks and settled in on the couch to watch one of your favorite TV shows. After a while you heard a knock on the door and looked at the clock on the wall. You weren't expecting anyone to show up yet. The door rang again and when you opened it, you saw a strange man with long hair and a stubble beard.

"Hey, how can I help you?" You asked the strange man politely.

"Hey! Is this Dean Winchester's house?" The man said with a smile and a lively tone.

"Oh yeah, you-"

“Wait a minute, you,” the man continued to smile while narrowing his eyes and pointing at Y/n, “Or are you Y/n?” he said.

You were surprised when you heard his name, you didn't know who he was but he also mentioned your father's name so you thought he was his friend. "Yes. So who are you?"

“Wow and Y/n, look at you, you've grown so much, little one.” The man said, looking Y/n from head to toe. "Sorry, I didn't introduce myself. I'm Lee, Lee Webb. I'm your father's very old friend."

"Do you want coffee or something?" You asked the new guy sitting in the living room, whose name you learned was Lee.

"Actually, I wouldn't say no to a black coffee. I've been on the road for hours." he said.

"Okay I am bringing it right now." You smiled at the man and went to the kitchen. You placed your coffee cup on the coffee table in front of Lee and sat on the couch across from him.

"Thank you, little one." Lee said.

"You're welcome. I mean, my father never mentioned his future,"

"I didn't let him know," Lee said suddenly. "Im haven't seen him for years, I was away on business and now I'm back. I'm sure he'll be very happy to see me." he said with a smile.

You felt something strange about the man, something that bothered you. You started to think that he was lying and you regretted taking him home. You gave Lee a forced smile and nodded, confirming what he said. You quickly stood up and said, "Then I'll let my father know that you came," you looked around with your eyes, pretending to call your phone, "I think my phone is in my room, I'll be right back." You said and walked towards the stairs.

"Yes of course." The man said, watching Y/n walk away. The smile on his face was replaced by a hard and scary facial expression.

You went upstairs and entered your room and quickly took your phone out of your back pocket. You called your father and put the phone to your ear. You started licking your lips as the phone continued to ring. “Come on daddy, come on,” you hummed to yourself and started shaking your foot.

“Hey honey, what do you want from me again-” When Dean picked up the phone and started talking, Y/n cut him off.

“Dad, you have to come home,” you whispered.

Dean quickly stood up from his chair, "Honey, what's wrong, are you okay?" Even though Y/n was whispering, he could feel the tension in her voice.

"A man came," you turned quickly as the door opened and you found Lee in front of you. Your father kept calling your name through the phone, but you froze. The man's gaze was no longer the same.

“Hey Y/n,” Lee said calmly. You glanced around the room and continued talking. "As I was going upstairs, I saw your phone in your back pocket and," he shook his head slowly, "it's such a shame to lie." he said. He began to slowly approach Y/n, "Can I have the phone?" he asked as he held out his hand.

You swallowed and took a few steps back. You felt your heartbeat start to accelerate. You could still hear your father's voice. "Dad," you said pleadingly, without taking your eyes off Lee, who was approaching you, your eyes starting to fill with tears.

As Dean grabbed his jacket and ran to his car, he heard his daughter's desperate voice again: "Y/n what's going on, who's there?" He almost shouted. He knew Y/n would be alone tonight and he was angry at himself for letting this happen after the last news he got from Bobby.

Lee, “Y/n, I told you to give me the phone!” he said and quickened his pace, snatching the phone from Y/n's hand.

You were startled by his movement, but then he quickly passed you and started running towards the door, grabbing you tightly by your arm and pulling you to him, "Let me go!" you screamed at him and struggled, trying to free yourself.

Dean was already in his car and heading home. That's when he heard his daughter yelling, his stomach started to tighten, "Y/n? Talk to me honey!" he said and was already going over the speed limit.

"Be a good girl! Don't let me hurt you little one," he said looking into Y/n's eyes and quickly threw her to the ground. "Stay down!"

You fell hard onto your side and groaned in pain. You pulled yourself together, crawled away from him, leaned against the wall and began to cry quietly. You couldn't believe what was happening right now.

Lee put the phone to his ear, "Hey Dean," he looked back at Y/n, "Y/n and I are waiting for you at home. Come alone or this beautiful girl will get hurt, a lot." He threatened him.

Dean recognized the man's voice as soon as he heard it, gripping the steering wheel tightly, "Lee, if you hurt sh-"

The man interrupted Dean, "Dean, are you sure you want to threaten me right now? Come home now!" he said sternly. He hung up the phone and stared at Y/n.

You looked away from Lee and crouched in fear. You hoped your father would come soon.

When Dean opened the door and carefully entered the house, he saw no one downstairs. He slowly unholstered his gun, “Y/N!?” He called out to his daughter and waited for a voice from her.

When you heard your father's voice, you looked at the door with excitement. You wanted to shout and call him, but you didn't dare and looked at Lee.

Lee stood up from his seat when he heard Dean's voice, "Daddy's home," he said teasingly. He pulled out his gun and moved towards the door, "Come up Dean, we're in Y/n's room!" he called out to him.

You gulped when you saw the man's gun and were afraid that someone might get hurt. You felt like this guy could do anything. When you saw him coming towards you, you tried to run towards the corner of the room, but he grabbed your arm and pulled you up. "Don't touch me, let go!" He grabbed your chin with his hand, leaned your back against his chest, and put the gun to your temple. You closed your eyes tightly when you felt the cold metal on your head.

When Dean entered the room, he saw Lee holding Y/n hostage and pointed his gun at him. "Lee, let her go." he said angrily.

Lee, "Dean, if I were you, I'd put that gun down." he said, pressing the gun in his hand to Y/n's head.

You stiffened as you felt the pressure and continued to look at your father, "Dad, I'm scared." You said and started taking quick breaths.

Dean, "Don't be afraid, baby, I won't let anything happen to you, okay? Calm down, it'll all be over soon." He said, as he continued to point the gun.

"Dean! Drop that gun!" Lee started yelling and tightened his grip on Y/n's chin.

When Dean saw his daughter writhing in pain, he slowly began to bend down to put his gun on the ground. "Okay, okay. Lee, don't hurt her, let my daughter go, your problem is with me." he said, holding his hands in the air as if surrendering.

"I've been looking for you for a very long time Dean, I'm so sorry you lost your wife. How do I look, I'm pretty good for a dead man, aren't I?" Lee said.

"Lee, let go of my daughter first." Dean wanted Y/n to get out of this danger as soon as possible. He couldn't see anyone else but her right now.

Lee pulled his gun from Y/n's head, "Okay, have it your way, old friend. Now, you and I will get out of here, and Y/N will stay here."

You looked at your father and shook your head no, you didn't want to leave him.

Dean looked at Y/n as if to say he understood, “It's okay, honey.” he said in a soft voice. He then turned to Lee and, "Okay, let him go and I'll come with you." he said.

“But if you do one thing wrong, Dean,” Lee pressed his gun to Y/n’s temple again, “I won’t hesitate to hurt her.” he said sternly.

Dean straightened his stance, "I get it Lee, stop it, you're scaring her!"

As soon as Lee released you, you ran towards your father and hugged him tightly.

When Dean took Y/n into his arms and saw Lee pointing his gun, he quickly turned his daughter to the other side while he was in his arms and became a shield in front of him. "Lee don't shoot! It's okay I'll come with you just let me talk to her." he said while his back was turned to her. When Lee remained silent, Dean thought he gave him permission and quickly took his daughter's face in his hands and looked at her carefully, her eyes red from crying. "Hey baby, are you hurt?" He spoke calmly and gently because he didn't want her to be even more afraid.

"No." you said and held your father tightly, "Dad, please don't go with him, stay with me please." you begged him. You felt like if he left you would never see him again and you couldn't stand it.

Dean locked his eyes with his daughter's, "It's okay Y/n, trust me it's okay," he gave her a small smile, "I'll be back just stay in your room and never go out."

You started to cry again, "Promise?" You couldn't stop your voice from shaking as you said this.

Dean's heart trembled, he never wanted to leave his daughter, but this was the only way to get her out of this situation, "Promise." he said in a whisper and took her into his arms for the last time. At Lee's sudden speech, she ended the hug and turned to look at him.

"Dean, fatherhood has made you very emotional." Lee said, approaching them.

Dean pushed Y/n to the side away from Lee when he saw her approaching.

You still didn't want to leave your father, but you reluctantly left him, trusting his promise to you.

Lee pointed his gun at Dean, "That's enough. Now, put your hands up and start walking, old friend."

Dean raised his hands and looked at Y/n before turning to the door and starting to walk. Lee closed the door and followed Dean behind.

When the door closed, you put your hands to your mouth and started crying. You didn't know what to do, you didn't have a phone, you couldn't tell anyone and your father told you to stay here. You just cried silently.

Dean slowly started down the stairs with his hands in the air. He was a little relieved that he had gotten his daughter away from him. "What are you going to do Lee, kill me and take revenge?"

"Yes, I'll do exactly that, Dean." Lee said.

Dean laughed lightly, "And then, are you going to shoot yourself in the head or run? They'll find you, Lee." He finished the stairs and stopped in front of the outer door. He was grateful to his mother for being late today. Sam was already on duty at the hospital.

Lee, "I've run away all these years, I'll run away again, Dean." he said in a confident tone.

"You can't do it anymore, they know you're alive now. There's already a warrant out for you so now you've come to the real end Lee." When there was a crackling sound in the kitchen area, Dean quickly turned and hit the gun in Lee's hand, then grabbed his hand and bent him hard behind his back. "Game over, Lee," Dean said into his ear.

Lee quickly hit Dean in the face with his head, causing him to move backwards.

Dean stumbled for a moment, then fell to his knees as a punch hit him.

Lee lifted his leg to kick him, but Dean grabbed him, spun him around, and knocked him to the ground.

When you heard noises coming from downstairs, you approached the door and tried to listen. You thought about what you should do and saw your father's gun lying on the ground. You took it and slowly opened the door. When the sounds started to become clearer, you realized that they were the sounds of a fight and you slowly went outside and went down the stairs. Your father's face was covered in blood and Lee was pointing a gun at him.

"Game over, Dean!" Lee said breathlessly.

And the gun went off.

Once again,

And once again.

You fired three times. Your hands were shaking but you still held the gun tightly. Blue and red lights were coming from outside, but you were only looking at Lee lying on the ground covered in blood. The sounds had turned into a hum, you could only hear the sound of your own breathing and beating heart.

Dean opened the door to his house for Bobby and the team and then slowly approached Y/n, he saw her looking at Lee and said, "Hey Y/n look at me, come on baby look at me," he knew she was in shock, he slowly reached for the gun in her hand, "Give it to me baby, it's okay, I'm here for you."

You turned your head and slowly looked at your father, he was looking at you with soft and worried eyes. You heard what he said and you let go of the gun you realized you were holding tightly.

"That's it," Dean grabbed the gun and quickly tucked it into his waistband. "Okay, come here, I got you." He pulled his daughter to him and hugged her tightly.

You let your father hold you tightly and soon you began to realize what you had done. “I shot him,” you mumbled, “I shot him dad, I killed him, he, he is dead.” You started humming it over and over again.

Dean heard what Y/n said and, "Shh, it's okay baby, you saved me you didn't do anything wrong I promise." said.

Bobby approached them, "Dean, get him out of here, there's an ambulance outside, let them take care of him, come on." he said.

"Honey, I'm going to pick you up and take you out of here. Keep your eyes closed for me, okay?" He didn't want her to witness more.

You nodded at your father and closed your eyes. He gently took you in his arms as if you were a feather and started walking. You knew you were going outside by the wind blowing towards you, your eyes were still closed. You were cold and shivering, and you snuggled closer to your father in his arms. You felt as if you fell asleep in the car on your way back from a trip you excitedly went with your parents when you were little, and your father was taking you to bed. You heard your mother's voice; I love you baby.

#supernatural imagine #dean winchester #dean winchester × daughter!reader #sam winchester x nephew!reader #mary winchester #dedective!dean winchester #cop!dean winchester #spn #spnfandom #lee webb

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BIG BROTHERS

Dean Winchester x Sister reader, Sam Winchester x Sister reader, John Winchester x Daughter reader

SUMMARY: John starts yelling at Y/n when she doesn't want to go hunting. Sam and Dean protect their little sister.

Word Count: 1.700

John, “Y/n, I am your father and you will do whatever I say!” he said angrily He was forcing Y/n to go hunting.

"No, leave me alone, I'm not coming hunting, I don't want to do that. At least leave me alone today." You said. You usually went hunting, but today you didn't want to and your father didn't like it.

"Talk to me properly, kid, or else,"

"I AM TALKING PROPERLY!" You interrupted your father. You couldn't take it anymore and started screaming. You were respectful towards him, but you were getting very fed up with the way he was treating you lately.

John was surprised by Y/n's attitude, he quickly approached her face and held her tightly by her arms. "Watch that voice," he said with disturbing calmness. He continued to squeeze Y/n's arms.

You grimaced in pain. you regret were for yelling. You were afraid of your father. He looked at you very hard, your eyes started to water but you couldn't cry, not now. "Let me go," you said, moving to free yourself from your father's hands, your voice shaking.

John tightened his grip, “I'm warning you Y/n, don't defy me like that!” he was looking at his daughter with angry eyes.

Sam and Dean heard shouting from the hotel room door, they looked at each other and quickly went inside. The two's eyes widened when they saw their father holding their sister tightly.

Dean stepped between the two of them, "Dad, let her go!" He said. As he released Y/n from her father's grasp.

You took a few steps back, held your hurting arms and began to cry. You can cry now, your brothers have come.

Sam walked over to Y/n, and hugged her "Hey, come here, it's okay." he reassured her. His little sister continued to cry silently in his arms.

Dean turned to his father, "What's going on dad, why were you yelling at him?" he asked sternly.

This made John even more angry and he grabbed Dean by the collar and pulled him closer, "Are you interrogating me, huh!?"

You snuggled closer to Sam in fear, not wanting Dean to get hurt because of you.

Sam wanted to break up his father and Dean, but he knew Y/n was scared and couldn't let her go.

"If it's about my sister, I'm going to question you," Dean said without changing his stance. "I won't let you hurt her like you did to us!" He continued to look into his father's eyes.

John began taking deep breaths angrily, he said grabbing Dean's collar, "Are you a father now?"

"Someone has to do this," Dean said, holding his head high.

John looked into Dean's eyes for a moment and quickly removed his hands from his collar. He was angry at what he heard, but also strangely sad.

"Now I will ignore your disrespect, get ready, we are going hunting. I will wait for you in the car." He ordered.

“I don't want to,” you said, looking at Sam for help.

John was about to walk out the door when he heard this, “Y/n stop it!” he said, looking at his daughter.

When you heard your name, you quickly turned your head towards your father.

"She won't come if she doesn't want to," said Sam, "she does that all the time anyway."

John clenched his jaw and left, slamming the hotel room door.

You were startled by the sound of the door closing.

Dean approached Y/n, "hey," he said smiling softly, tucking the hair from her braid behind her ear. "Are you okey darling?" he asked gently.

You nodded your head yes.

“Come sit down Y/n,” Sam guided his sister to one of the beds and took off his jacket and sat down next to her.

Dean did the same and sat on the bed across from the two of them. He looked at Y/n's face carefully and asked, "Did he hurt you, honey?" asked.

"No," you said quietly and rubbed your father's arm, which he held tightly.

Dean understood this and reached out his hand to Y/n's arm, "do you want me to look at this?" asked.

“No, I'm fine Dean.” you smiled softly and Dean smiled back at you.

Sam,“Y/n, why was dad yelling at you?” asked.

"I told him I didn't want to come hunting today and he didn't like it." you said. After a short silence, "Why does he treat us like this, why do we have to hunt? Okay, I love hunting, but there are times when I don't want to, like today. My father has no respect for that." you added. Your eyes started to fill with tears, "sometimes, sometimes all of this, the things we hunt, the people we can't save, and getting hurt feels so hard." you finally admitted and closed your eyes tightly.

Dean didn't know his sister felt this way. He was angry at himself for not being able to keep her out of this life. She was younger and it was normal for him to be affected by these. He had been taking care of Y/n since she was a baby. After their mother, when her father was not around, he fed her, cleaned her and put her to sleep. He was Sam's big brother, but he was almost like a father to her. "I'm sorry bunny, I didn't know you felt that way." said.

You looked at Dean, “no don't worry Dean, it's not your fault.” you said

“you don't have to do this, Y/n,” Sam said, patting Y/n on the back, “if you want to live another life, we support you.”

"If I don't want another life, I just want to stop sometimes." you said and you took a deep breath.

Sam felt sad, realizing that Y/n was overwhelmed.

"I got you, bunny," Dean said, sitting next to his sister and smiling fondly at her. "Look tell you what, how about we go to that shopping mall we saw nearby? Maybe we can buy some new clothes." he offered. He knew that she was a young girl and that she wanted to travel and have fun. But there wasn't much room for them in this life.

You looked at Dean excitedly, “really?” you asked.

Dean laughed at your childish attitude, “yeah why not?” said.

You hugged Dean tightly and he wrapped his arms around you "thank you Dean, I'm glad I have you." You said gratefully.

"You too, bunny."

Sam cleared his throat, indicating that he was there.

You stopped hugging your older brother and looked at Sam, you smiled and hugged him this time, "I'm glad I have you too, Sammy."

“Well, for a moment I thought you had forgotten me.” He said jokingly.

Dean stood up and, "let's go!" he said as he put on his jacket.

You heard him and stopped hugging Sam to get ready.

As we were heading towards Bayb, "Can we have a hamburger?" you asked. Feeling your stomach growling.

Dean, “oh definitely.” he said as he pointed his index finger at Y/n.

“Sammy eats rabbit foodi again,” you said as you got into the backseat. By making fun of him.

Sam, "I recommend this to you too," he said. "Y/n, you are growing and you need to eat vegetables, this is important." he warned as usual.

“There's lettuce in the burger, Sammy, I mean,” you shrugged.

Sitting in the front seat, Sam nodded to himself at Y/n's answer and sighed.

Dean chuckled, "That's my girl." He said and held out his hand to Y/n in the backseat.

You smiled and high-fived Dean's hand. Dean started the car and pulled out of the hotel car park onto the main road.

When you were with your loved ones and people who understand you, small touches quickly made things go better. Even though you have shortcomings.

#supernatural imagine #winchester sister!reader #Dean winchester x sister reader #Sam winchester x sister reader #John winchester x daughter reader #Supernatural #Fanfiction #2

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