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kaywinchester · 2 years

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Racing

anon request: I've read all of your fics and I love them all! Can you please write a dean x sister fic where she is a literal toddler?Like dean and her are just playing and he unknowingly says something that he doesn't expect a toddler to get affected by? that makes her sad and she just runs and stays with sam. And eventually dean confronts her and talks to her? Maybe he could have said that they weren't buddies anymore (playfully of course) but the toddler sister takes it to heart?Thanks! Have a nice day byeeeew

Word Count: 716

Dean’s age- 19 Sam’s age- 15 y/n’s age- 5

A/N: a little au setting where the winchesters grow up with a little sis on the road :3 also hello! I know it’s been a while, I have a few requests to work on and I feel bad I haven’t gotten to them yet but ya know, life lately. Hope everyone is doing well! :)

“Deeean, Deeeaann!” y/n’s little voice echoed through out the room.

“Hey, sweetheart, what’s goin on?”

“Can you play horsies wifth me?” y/n asked sweetly as she held up her toys.

Dean sighed “Yeah, c’mon let’s go ahead.” He sat down.

Having a toddler in the Winchester’s life wasn’t always easy. Sam and Dean wouldn’t trade their little sister for the world, but to have John always in and out during the weeks and leaving y/n in the care of her brothers wasn’t fair to them.

“Okay, you can be this brown horsie wifth white spots.” y/n held out her plastic toy horse in Dean’s face.

“Wow, this one has really soft hair!” Dean said with a little over excitement.

“She does, the farmers brush her haiwr every day.” y/n smiled. “Okay, let’s go wriding now.”

“Giddy up horsey!” Dean said as he controlled the toy horse next to y/n’s

“Dee, no. I have the faster horse, you can’t go in front of me.” y/n put her hand in front of the toys. She always liked to have some sort of order to her playtime, a sense of control which she probably got from Dean.

“Well I’m older, so my horse is gonna be a little bit faster.” Dean sighed.

“Nuh uh! I have the black horse, like daddy’s car and it’s way faster.” y/n argued.

“I guess we can’t be friends anymore if you think you’re gonna beat me in this race kiddo.” Dean joked.

Y/n paused and looked at Dean with serious puppy eyes. “You said we’ll always be fwiends.”

“I don’t think that’s the case anymore.” Dean shrugged.

y/n dropped her horse and stood up with tears forming in her eyes. Dean looked up and saw that y/n took him seriously. “N-n-no, y/n/n....”

She walked away to look for Sam who wasn’t anywhere in the motel room, which meant he was outside doing homework on the picnic table as he normally would if it was a nice day.

y/n wasn’t tall enough to look out the window, instead she reached up and turned the doorknob with both hands and spotted Sam outside. Dean was quick to watch her movements as he didn’t want to let her out of his sights. He watched as she ran to Sam who spotted her troubled face.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Sam hunched over to her level, looking like she was about to start crying.

“Dee s-said I’m not his fwiend anymore.” she said through staggered breaths, looking up to Sam.

He lifted her up onto his lap and glanced towards their motel room to see Dean standing in the doorway with a frown.

“What do you mean? Dean will always be your friend.” Sam reassured as he fixed the hair that was in her face.

“Does that mean you’re not my fwiend...” y/n hiccuped.

“No, no. I’m sure he didn’t mean it.” Sam sighed. It was these moments that he tried to be the best brother he could, he and Dean both. It wasn’t fair to y/n to have to rely on both brothers like parents.

They each had their own lives to focus on but they knew their situation was different because of unfortunate circumstances. So they did their best to be there for their little sister.

Dean walked over to a grumpy looking y/n. “Sweetheart, I was just joking. You know we’re best buds, right?”

“You’re not vewy funny.”

Sam gave a snarky look to his brother, who shot back at him with an eye roll.

“You’re right on that one, I’m not very funny.... But, I’m sorry kiddo, can I have a hug?” Dean pleaded.

“Do you pwomise? You’re my fwiend forever?”

“I promise y/n/n.”

y/n held out her pinky. “I pinky promise too.” Dean smiled. “Now how bout you get back in there, you have a race to win!”

y/n giggled and hopped off Sam’s lap after he placed a kiss on her head, almost forgetting completely what had upset her in the first place.

Sam watched her run back to the room with excitement to resume playing. “You know she’s gonna be the boss when it comes to her horses.” Sam laughed, turning his attention back to his book.

“I won’t overstep next time....” Dean smirked as he turned to follow y/n back inside.

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kaywinchester · 2 years

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Little Wonders

anon request: Hi! Since your requests are open can you write a dean x daughter fic. So basically the daughter is a teen and it's a bunch of sweet moments all from the daughters childhood like from the first time he held her, her being a kid, her getting good grades in school and it finally leads up to her coming out as Bisexual to her dad? (He tells her that he loves her no matter what?) And she has like really long luscious hair but since she's coming out as bi she really wants to cut her hair and get a pixie cause well it represents her better and she asks dean if she can get a haircut and she does and he tells her that he's proud of her and that she looks gorgeous All this is really close to me and I hope you write it:) Sorry if it's detailed! Byeeeee❤

Word Count: 1,821

A/N: Hey y’all. Thanks for the requests! And bearing with me and this account. Hope you enjoy! (also I thought a good song to listen to for this fic is Little Wonders by Rob Thomas)

The day Y/n Winchester was born, was the day Dean Winchester’s life changed forever.

It wasn’t something Dean had in mind, having a kid of his own, but holding his little girl for the first time swaddled in a little pink blanket and looking into her hazel eyes was something so special and indescribable. His heart was filled with immediate love, and he knew from that day on he was going to do everything in his power to keep her safe.

“Y/n, meet your uncle Sammy.” Dean smiled as he handed the bundled up infant to his little brother.

“She’s beautiful, Dean.” Sam smiled down at his niece.

Dean smiled too, but he had a lot of thoughts on his mind. He had never felt a love like this in his entire life. He was incredibly content, but also terrified. Thinking about the life he and his brother had lived so far, how was he going to raise a kid with all the chaos and hunting? It was a constant back and forth for a while, but she was here, and it was real. He knew he had to protect her and try his best to make her feel safe and loved.

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“Daddy!” Y/n yelled out as she ran up to her dad who was waiting outside the elementary school.

“Hey! There she is. How was your day?”

“Good. Look what I made today.” Y/n held up a picture she painted in art class, excited to show it off to her dad.

“Woah, since when did you become a little artist? This is going up on the fridge.”

“My teacher said it was very creative.”

“She is correct, c’mon lets get back home, uncle Sammy is waiting.” Dean said as he guided Y/n to the impala, opening the back door to let her scoot in.

“All buckled?” Dean asked, leaning over the front seat.

“Yes!”

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Dean sat in the school bleachers on the football field, watching his daughter play in her soccer game. It was such a beautiful sunny day, there weren’t any hunts that him and his brother were working on so they took the opportunity to support their little girl.

Y/n ran across the field with her team, juggling the ball between her feet as she passed her opponents.

“Let’s go Y/n!!” Dean shouted.

The ball got passed back and forth between her and her teammates. It came back to her as she got closer to the goal, taking her chance as she had a clear shot. With one swift kick, the ball flew right into the goal, scoring the final point making her team the winning team. All the girls jumped up and down, cheering together in a group.

“Yes! We did it!” Y/n said with a smile brighter than the sun. She glanced over to the crowd to see her dad and uncle standing up, cheering and clapping with the rest of the parents.

“WOOOOO!”

She smiled and waved at them both, running over to celebrate.

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Y/n walked through the door after a long day at school. Sam and Dean were sat down at the table, they looked serious.

“Hi? What’s going on?” She asked, nervous as to what they were gonna say.

“We got your report card.” Sam announced.

Y/n sighed. She had totally forgotten that report cards were sent out that day, not remembering how her grades were looking.

“I-”

“It looks great! Sweetie, you’re nearly an A student, I’m so proud of you!” Dean smiled, showing her the paper.

“Wait really?!”

“Yeah really! This is better than I ever did. How’d you get so smart?” Dean chuckled.

“Must get it from Sammy.” She laughed with them.

“You, ma’m, deserve something. Go ahead and chose whatever you want for dinner, and desert.”

“Yay! Can we have burgers and ice cream?”

“Of course, I don’t know who would say no to that.”

“Maybe uncle Sammy if he’s craving some rabbit food.” Y/n joked.

Sam rolled his eyes. “I think I can enjoy burgers with you guys. I feel attacked.”

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It wasn’t long before Y/n found out what Sam and Dean really did for a living. Well, not so much a living, but their actual job they did. It was obviously a shocking surprise that took a while for her to get used to, but she adjusted after time passed.

Dean was very strict about Y/n being involved in the hunting life. She had lived a pretty normal life outside of what the two of them did. He was always fearing the worst when it came to Y/n and having the Winchester name. She wasn’t well known yet in the hunting community and he wanted to keep it that way. He didn’t want any monsters using her against them.

Y/n however had other desires. She of course looked up to her dad, and it was hard for her to be excluded from that.

“Dad? Can I ask you something?” She asked nervously.

“What’s up?”

“When am I gonna be able to hunt with you and uncle Sam?” Dean sighed, it wasn’t the first time she had asked, but she was only 13. It was always a frustrating conversation, having to put her down and tell her she couldn’t.

“Sweetheart, you know how I feel about you being involved in all of this. It’s very dangerous. I don’t want anything to happen to you, I’d never be able to forgive myself if it did.”

“I know dad, but I could train and get really good. I wouldn’t slow you guys down and I’d listen to everything you’d want me to do.” Y/n said desperately.

“I appreciate it, I really do. It’s just not something we can risk right now, I’m sorry.”

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High school became hell for Y/n. It was so much different from middle school, and she wasn’t expecting it to be that way. She tried her best to make friends and fit in but it always felt like everything was going against her. From that point on, she always felt that something was different about her.

It wasn’t until she was 17 that she figured out part of herself, specifically her sexuality. It was the first time she was sure of something. Y/n was really thankful she had a few friends to talk to about it.

“Guys, I don’t know. I want to tell him but I have no idea how he is going to react. I feel like it’s something he wouldn’t know how to deal with. What if he doesn’t love me because of it?”

“Y/n, no offense, but you sound crazy. I mean, I understand your worries, but it’s better if you just tell your dad. After all, you guys are like really close, right?”

“Yeah, I just don’t think he would be expecting me to share that with him.”

“I know it’s a scary thing, but you should tell him. It would get it off your chest. No matter what, this is something you’re sure of, and you shouldn’t be ashamed of it.”

“I think I’ll tell him later this week, he’s working a lot this week, I’d rather him not have anything else on his mind.”

“You’ll do great. You got this! And just know that we’ll always be here to support you.”

“Thanks guys, that means a lot.”

The thought of coming out as bisexual was terrifying, her dad was one of the most important people in her life. If he didn’t accept her, she would be crushed. Y/n waited until Dean got home from his hunt with Sam to tell him.

“We’re home!” Sam announced as the two men descended down the bunker stairs.

“Hey!” Y/n said with a little shakiness in her voice. She had been pacing all evening, thinking about what she was going to say, thinking about what Dean would say.

The boys set their bags down on the table, starting to unpack and discuss how the hunt went, until Y/n chimed in.

“Hey dad, could I talk to you for a sec.... privately?”

The two brothers exchanged looks, Sam giving Dean an understanding look as he casually left the room.

“What did you need to talk to me about?”

“Can we sit down?” Y/n asked.

Dean pulled up a chair and joined her. Y/n sat there for a minute, fidgeting her hands, biting the inside of her lip.

“Hey, whatever it is you need to tell me, don’t worry about it. That’s what I’m here for, kiddo.”

She took a deep breath. “Okay, um. Just don’t freak out.”

“What.... are you pregnant?!”

“No! no, nothing like that... um, I’m bisexual.” Y/n just said it. Looking up at her dad with a worried expression, waiting for a response.

Dean had visibly relaxed and thought for a moment. “Okay. I’m glad you’re telling me.”

“Are you okay with that? You don’t like... hate me or anything now?”

“What? No, of course not. Sweetheart, I want you to be comfortable with yourself, you shouldn’t worry about what I think about it, and I don’t hate you. You’re my daughter, I want you to love yourself not matter what. And if you feel a certain way about your sexuality, embrace it. It doesn’t make you any different of a person. I totally accept that, one hundred percent.”

Y/n released the tension in her muscles, not expecting all of that to be said, but her heart was filled with so much joy hearing that from her dad.

“You really think so? You’re okay with it?”

“Of course. Again, I love you no matter what, and nothing will ever change that.” Dean smiled.

“I love you dad.”

“I love you too Y/n”

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A month had passed since Y/n came out as bisexual. She had been thinking about getting her hair cut short ever since. She had long hair her whole life, and cutting it was something she wanted to do, she thought it would be so freeing.

Dean had obviously agreed to let her get a haircut. She didn’t mention how short she wanted to go, she wanted to do it regardless of what anyone thought. She knew it would be a different surprise to her dad and uncle, but she didn’t care. This was something that she knew she wanted, it would match her inner self image that she had been dreaming about since she knew she was bisexual.

Later that day, Y/n came down the bunker stairs, brushing the short bangs of her newly fresh pixie cut off her forehead.

“Hi.” She announced, causing both boys heads to turn.

“Wow!” Both said in unison.

“So... does it look okay?” Y/n questioned.

Dean walked over to his daughter, placing his hands on her shoulders. “It looks beautiful, Y/n. Do you like it?”

“Yes, I really do.”

“Good, that's all that matters. I’m proud of you.” Dean smiled as he brought Y/n in for a hug.

Requests are open! Taglist:

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kaywinchester · 2 years

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Life Update

Hey y’all! I just wanted to post a quick update. And to say that I’m so thankful for you guys. Thanks for bearing with me and this account.

I’m living at college, I’m a junior getting my undergrad in art, so I have some projects to keep me busy.

I still try to come on here any chance I get, whenever I have the inspiration to write. I still really enjoy it and love how far this account has come. Thank you for all the love on my posts, it makes me so happy to be able to come on here and write what I love for a community that I love.

Tumblr is one of a kind, and so is supernatural. I’m still taking requests so feel free to send in anything! I love you guys so much!

- Kay

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kaywinchester · 3 years

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anon request: Hi! I love your writing, thank you for your hard work and time you put into these fics! Anyways, I was wondering if I could request a demon!dean x sister scenario, where dean tries to hurt them, along with Sam. Maybe some protective/defending Sam? Scared y/n? The reader would likely be in their pre/early teen years. A lot of angst, please (hahaha), and maybe a comforting ending between reader and Sam? Sorry if that is a lot, thank you so much!!! :D

Warnings: physical violence, angst

Word Count: 1,498

A/N: wow look at me coming out with 2 new fics back to back (don’t expect anything lmao) but I’ve had a spark to write a little and some free time on my hands. Hope y’all enjoy this short fic! (not my gif)

Y/n fled down the the hallways of the bunker like she was flying. She never thought she’d be running from her own brother, Dean.

Except, this wasn’t her brother. Dean was a full blown demon at the moment.

When Sam found out, he made sure to make Y/n aware of the situation, even though it was scary. The three of them hadn’t lived in the bunker for long, Y/n in a way was still adjusting. Now that they had this issue on their hands, Sam had tried to be extra careful when going out and leaving Y/n, most of the time having Cas stay to keep watch.

Cas wasn’t here this time, and neither was Sam. And now, she was alone in the bunker with a demon, who was wearing her oldest brother as a costume.

“Can’t run forever, Y/n/n!” Dean chuckled sarcastically, walking slowly in the direction Y/n ran.

Turning another corner, Y/n slipped into the nearest room which was the dungeon of the bunker. She hid behind a few shelves in the corner, trying her best to keep her breathing quiet, terrified of what might happen if Sam didn’t come back in time.

Dean’s footsteps echoed louder as they got closer to the dungeon door. He kicked the door open, making Y/n jump at the sound.

“Lets make this easier for all of us, just c’mon out, we’ll talk.” Dean paced around the room, looking to either side.

Y/n clutched her knees to her chest, trying to remain as quiet and still as possible. Dean was a demon though, and he already knew where to look. He pushed one of the shelves aside, Y/n jumped in fear and tried to run past Dean, but he was too fast and strong.

He grabbed Y/n by the arm, pulling her back with most of his force. She was dragged all the way to main room of the bunker.

“Dean! Let go.” Y/n whimpered as she struggled against his grip.

“Now, why would I ever do that.” Dean said with such sarcasm.

“This isn’t you!”

“You’re right, this isn’t Dean. I’m glad you realize that. I think he’s going to enjoy this a lot more than you think.” Dean’s voice announced as he pulled his fist back, striking a punch at Y/n.

Y/n groaned and sat up after getting knocked back, she led her hand up to the side of her cheek which felt warm from the sting that flowed through out. Looking up at Dean, she gasped and felt out of breath as it hit her that her brother had just been physically violent with her...

Although it wasn’t him, as immediately after she made eye contact, all that was seen was black staring right back at her. Y/n felt like she was now staring at a shell of who her brother used to be. It was her alone with a demon, and that was it, she thought.

As he kneeled down to do more damage, she tried to block his hands. All she felt next was her wrist being practically crushed in his grip, letting out screams and hoping something or someone would come stop him.

“DEAN!”

A shout came from behind the two.

Demon Dean and Y/n turned to see Sam standing at the top of the stairs. Y/n let out a small breath, relieved to see her other brother who had a demon blade in his hand.

“Get off of her... Now.” Sam growled as he walked towards Dean.

Dean stood up and turned to face Sam who was boiling with anger. Y/n took to the distraction and sat up, trying her best to scoot towards the wall, and away from Dean. Crawling over a corner in the library and sitting down, she grasped her pained wrist.

“Hiya Sammy.” Dean snarled before throwing Sam across the room with only a gesture.

Sam fell against the wooded floor, realizing he dropped the blade. Looking around for it, he looked up to see Dean running at him, clutching what he was looking for. Sam jumped and grabbed the wrist holding the blade with one hand, and pulled Dean to the ground with the other. The two men thudded on the ground in front of Y/n who was fearful of what was going to happen, as she knew there wasn’t much else she could do. At the time, she didn’t realize it but while in panic mode, she started silently calling for Cas. Dean dropped the blade in the process and resorted to his fists. Sam wasn’t getting much damage in, and was starting to feel his muscles get tired.

“I’ve been waiting for this day to come, Winchesters.” The demon smiled.

Just before he could make his next move. A gust of wind came upon the room revealing the angel Castiel.

While Dean turned away for a moment to look at Cas, Y/n saw an opportunity, reaching out with her free hand and pushing the blade towards Sam. He reached out and gripped the blade behind Dean’s back.

“Not soon enough.” Sam said before plunging the blade into the demon’s vessel.

Dean toppled over onto the floor, letting out retched screaming along with black smoke that eventually dissolved into thin air. Dean sat up, confused and trying to catch his breath in the process.

Y/n erupted into tears, drawing everyones attention, especially Dean’s. Sam raced over and bent down to his little sisters level, putting an arm around her like a shield from harm.

Sam looked up at Cas and Dean, there was a lot to deal with now. Dean was back to normal, but what he did as a demon could not be erased. Sam knew it wasn’t his fault, but the damage was done and he couldn’t bear to see his little sister so hurt.

“Cas, could you give us some space.” Sam said with urgency in his voice. He found it difficult to even look at his brother right now. Cas replied with placing a gentle hand on Dean’s shoulder, guiding him out of the room. It was going to be a lot for everyone to heal.

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Sam gave Y/n a chance to breath and calm down now that Dean wasn’t in the room. “Are you okay, did he hurt you?” Sam asked before looking over her and noticing the gash under her eye which was slightly swollen, making him frown with guilt. He wasn’t there to protect his sister.

“My arm” was all Y/n could accumulate before showing Sam the gigantic bruise that was forming around her wrist.

“Oh, honey that doesn’t look good.” Sam said as he examined her wrist which felt abnormal. Y/n winced as he moved it around to look at it.

“I wanna go lay down.” She said, feeling unsafe out in the open at the moment.

Sam nodded and lifted her into his arms, he entered his bedroom and set Y/n down on the bed. “I’m gonna go get Cas so he can heal your wrist. I promise I’ll be right back.”

Y/n felt her body shaking as she kept her eyes on the door, waiting for Sam to return with Cas, and hopefully not Dean. She knew he was himself again, but it was still traumatizing. She needed time to calm down.

Cas came into the room with a worried expression. “How are you feeling?”

“Where’s Sam?” She asked nervously.

“He’s in the kitchen, talking to Dean.” Cas let out a breath, changing the subject. “Can I see your arm...”

As Y/n lifted it up as best she could, Cas reached out his hands and put them both over her arm. Light started to shine through the angels fingertips, casting a light over the injured area. Y/n felt a slight crack before she was able to wiggle her hand and fingers without any pain.

“Thank you, Cas.” Y/n said as enthusiastic as possible, but failing. “Is he going to be okay at least?”

“Yes, he’ll be okay. I’ll make sure of it.” Cas promised.

Sam popped in the doorway. “Hey, is everything good?”

“Yes, um... I’ll give you two some time.” Cas and Sam exchanged looks before switching places. Sitting down, Sam tried to read Y/n’s face.

“Y’know, he feels awful about what happened.” Sam broke the silence. “I know it might take time, but he wants to talk and apologize.”

Y/n nodded, not saying anything in response. She could help but let a few tears slip, replaying the images of what happened before Sam got there.

Sam scooted closer and embraced Y/n into a protective hug. It wasn’t long before she felt comfortable enough to fall asleep. He knew she needed a night to make her feel safe again. Sam didn’t want to leave, or bring her back to her room. So he ended up adjusting the blankets so that Y/n had some warmth covering her before shutting off the lights.

“Love you sis.” Sam whispered, placing a kiss on her forehead and falling asleep.

Requests are open

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kaywinchester · 3 years

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No Time for Rest

anon asked: May I request a one shot with sister!reader (who is in their teens) and they are not doing to well and Sam and Dean pretty much ground her and then she throws herself into her work and now has straight A's but she is so exhausted that she's out of it and really woozy/swaying (pretty much, they're asleep standing up) idk you ignore this lmao

Word Count: 1,130

A/N: hey guys! I’ve missed all of you so much! Finally got to writing a request :) I’m still somewhat active on here but just not constant. I’ve been getting my degree which is why I’m not writing as often but thank you all for the support regardless ❤️ (not my gif)

All it felt like most of the time for Y/n was work, work, and more work. Now that it was her senior year, grades were a huge focus while also trying to save money for the future. It felt like Y/n had created a life for herself. At the same time, she was also in the process of finding herself, trying to be more than just the third hunting Winchester sibling, and she was doing a pretty good job at it. Except, she was so desperate to be in good spirits, that she often ignored her negative thoughts and emotions. Suppressing the way she really felt and hiding her struggles.

Since becoming a teenager, Sam & Dean, the only parental figures in Y/n’s life started to become a little harder on her. Dean couldn't help taking the role John used to have on the boys when they were younger, he wasn’t as harsh and did not go as far as John did with some situations, but he definitely took on some traits naturally. Sam was more calm and tried his best to do what was best for Y/n, so it was a good balance. Although, sometimes when Sam & Dean get wrapped up in a case or other things to do with the paranormal, they tend to not pay attention to everyday things like Y/n’s school, job, or other things in her life.

A few weeks ago, Y/n and Dean got into a huge argument about her future. It got pretty heated to the point where Dean was almost too pissed to keep going, so he cut it off short.

“You know what, you’re grounded... for a month.” Was all he said before grabbing another beer from the table and popping the cap off.

Y/n looked at Sam for some guidance. Normally he was on her side for things having to do with school, but this time he had to agree with Dean. Y/n had slacked on a few assignments and explained it was because of a hunting case all three of them were working on. Sam just let out a shrug and a “I’m sorry kiddo” face,

“This is bullshit! You’re the one that told me to focus on the case we were doing so I missed a week of work!” Y/n pointed at Dean “You know I get good grades besides this one instance.”

“Oh yeah, your report card from this past semester says otherwise.” Dean snarked.

“You know, a few years ago, you didn’t want to have anything to do with me going to school, you didn’t give two shits! And if you think you’re gonna ground me, remember I’m almost 18.”

After that night, Y/n decided she was tired of getting shit from her brothers constantly. She decided to do her work that she needed to get done for school, and she got a job. She wanted an excuse to get out of the bunker on a weekly basis and to make some money. She also thought the less hunts she went on for the time being, the less yelling would happen... hopefully.

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“I’m back!” Y/n announced as she entered the bunker.

“Hey kiddo- woah, you look exhausted.” Sam half chuckled.

“Thanks for noticing.” Y/n fake smiled as she turned to go to her room.

“Wait, c’mere a minute I wanna talk.” Sam pleaded.

Y/n really was not in the mood to talk. She had just worked an 8 hour shift and really needed to shower and eat something so she could go to bed. Dragging her feet over to where Sam & Dean were sitting, she dropped her bag next to her and stood at the end of the table.

“Hey, we just wanted to say we’re really proud of you.” Sam said holding up a report card with a smile. It was around 3 months later and Y/n had been consistent with her grades, enough to where the boys noticed.

“Thanks.” Y/n said in a monotone voice, barely paying attention to how content her brothers were.

“What’s wrong?” Dean asked, confused.

“Nothing, just had a long day.” She mumbled. Starting to sway slowly back and forth with her eyes closed.

Sam was going to continue to talk when he stopped and looked at Y/n with Dean, noticing something was off.

“Y/n?” Sam tried getting her attention before she started to lean over completely to where she was falling.

Eyes grew wide as he jumped out of his seat, almost falling over himself as he caught Y/n in his arms, setting her down in his lap.

“Hey, wake up Y/n/n.” Sam held her face, pressing a finger to her neck.

“Is she breathing?” Dean asked as he hovered over the two of them.

“Yeah, I think she just passed out.” Sam huffed, adjusting you to a more comfortable position.

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Y/n’s eyes fluttered open minutes later, feeling groggy and sick. Noticing she had a cold and damp towel on her head, she opened her eyes more, giving a confused expression at her brothers who were looking down at her.

“What the- what are we doing on the ground?” Y/n mumbled.

“Take it easy.” Dean said, holding a hand to her head, brushing her hair out of her face.

“You okay?” Sam asked, giving Y/n a minute to adjust.

“Yeah.”

“Somethings gotta be bothering you. We just watched you pass out mid sentence.” Dean said.

“I’m sorry....” Y/n’s voice broke sounding raspy.

“Sorry about what?” Sam asked with furrowed eyebrows.

“Nevermind, I don’t know.”

“Baby, tell us.” Sam said in a hushed tone.

“I just thought that if I proved to you guys I could do good in school and work, you would stop being super hard on me... and start treating me like more of an adult. I thought I was already doing good but I wanted to do good enough for you.”

Sam and Dean looked at each other with sad and concern.

Sam took a deep breath. “Look, Y/n. I’m sorry if we were being too much, we just wanted you to realize the importance of certain things not realizing ourselves that you already work really hard to do your best, I know it can be a lot for you at times, especially being your age and dealing with all this stuff.”

“Sam... no I’m-”

“Y/n, no we’re sorry. Sam & I are proud of you, always.” Dean smiled.

“We’ll do better. Remember, you can always come talk to us about anything.” Sam added, placing a comforting hand on Y/n’s shoulder.

She sat up more and looked at both her brothers with a soft smile. “Thanks, that really means a lot guys...”

“Course, you’re family Y/n/n.” Dean let out a small laugh, helping Y/n stand up.

“C’mon you should get some rest”

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lmao, unfortunately I am guilty of this. I’m trying okay lol

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My Hero

Anon asked: I have read every single one of your sister!reader fics, and they are AMAZING, just for the record. Anyhoo, I was just curious if you could write one where the reader has a bad panic attack and Sam is like there to talk her through it and stuff. (obviously like sister/brother relationship) I have them really badly and stuff. And I only have one person who is able to touch me during them. And sometimes I wish that it was Sam. Also I love it when he calls her bug, so if you could add that in there to that would be great. No pressure or anything whatsoever. If you don't want to do this, that is completely fine with me. Sending love😘

Pairings: sister!winchester

Word Count: 1,105

A/N: Hey guys. Thanks for all the likes and support given to this blog. I am very proud of this blog and where it’s gone, even though I am not active all the time on here, it makes me happy to see that you guys still like to read my stories. I really appreciate it!! I’ve been struggling with my mental health a lot over the past couple of months and just had a little spark of motivation to write. I really miss you all, hope you enjoy this fic.

Y/n Winchester. The great Sam and Dean Winchesters little sis, as most people knew her. She was special, no one could deny that. Y/n had her own spark, with confidence like her brother Dean, and crazy smarts like Sam- she was almost unstoppable. Except, there was one thing that held her back... her anxiety.

It wasn’t something that Y/n felt embarrassed about, she just didn't feel the need to share it. Sam and Dean were aware of Y/n’s anxiety, although, Dean didn't know the extent of it and neither did Sam for a while. That was until her anxiety started to worsen, hunting didn’t exactly ease her nerves.

Y/n started having panic episodes. She was afraid of making a scene in front of someone and decided to keep them to herself as much as possible. One day, Sam happened to pass by Y/n’s room in the bunker as an episode was occurring. He was able to talk her through it and calm her down. Ever since that day, Sam has been the only one that has been able to help Y/n’s mind ease off of whatever she was worrying about.

Something about the way he looked, as if nothing bad was going to happen, to try not to worry her further. The calming tone he spoke in as he used gentle words. Sam knew his little sister more than she knew herself sometimes. He decided to not say anything to Dean, not wanting him to be overbearing and worried all the time.

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It was a rough few weeks for all three of the WInchester’s. There had been hunt after hunt, tons of locations to drive to, more motels, and some bad guys along the way.

While investigating one of the empty buildings in hopes of finding a lead, the three got into a scuffle with a few of the suspects. They noticed Y/n along for the hunt and started to taunt, trying to scare her. Sam and Dean dealt with it, and the few other incidents after that. Y/n was starting to feel paranoid, like all of the bad guys were going to follow them. After all, there were a lot of people that the Winchester’s had pissed off this week, even if they were just doing their jobs.

Dean pulled the impala up to the bunker garage, letting out an exhale. Everyone was exhausted and relieved to finally be home. Y/n grabbed her duffel bag and walked straight to her room without saying a word.

“She must be tired.” Dean huffed with a smirk, motioning to Sam.

Sam glanced over and proceeded to help unload the car. “I’m gonna go see if Y/n wants dinner. You hungry?” Dean asked as he set down the last of the bags.

“I’ll just make myself something.” Sam said as he retreated to the kitchen.

Dean sighed and proceeded to walk to Y/n’s room. He approached the open doorframe to see Y/n pacing her room.

“Hey, uh, what are you doing?” Dean asked.

“Just unpacking.” Y/n responded quickly, resting a hand on her bag.

“You’re not actually putting anything away...” Dean pointed out.

“What do you want.” She asked in an annoyed tone.

“Do you want me to make some food?”

“No, I’m okay.” Y/n said as she walked over to her desk.

“You look a little startled, are you sure you’re okay?” Dean noticed.

“Why are you still here?!” Y/n blurted out. “I mean, uh, sorry I- just- can you leave.”

“Y/n/n, what’s wrong? You can tell me.” Dean sympathized as he reached a loving arm out, resting it on her shoulder.

“No! Dean... just leave me alone. Please get out.” Y/n said shakily.

“Y/n-”

“Just get out Dean, I’ll come out later.” Y/n said as Dean backed up, shutting the door behind him.

Dean stood outside her bedroom door, hearing Y/n start to cry and breath heavy, in a hushed tone. He didn’t know what else to do, walking over to the kitchen where Sam was making a sandwich.

“Dude, you need to go talk to your sister.” Dean walked in.

“Why, what's wrong?” Sam asked, concerned.

“I don’t know what I did, but she told me to get out and now she's crying....” Dean blurted out in a stressed voice.

“Dean, what the hell did you do?” Sam raised his voice, looking agitated.

“Again, nothing. She was pacing and acting weird.” He said.

Sam had a look of realization on his face. “She’s probably anxious about something... I’ll be right back.”

Dean stood in the kitchen looking frazzled as Sam rushed down the halls to your room. He softly knocked on the door, hoping to get a response while hearing some shuffling.

“What!”

“Can I come in?” Sam asked.

“Yeah.”

Sam opened the door calmly to see Y/n sitting on the floor against the wall in distress.

“Y/n/n, are you okay?” Sam asked in a soft tone.

“I’m sorry... It’s happening again, I tried to control it but I can’t stop thinking about...”

“About what?”

“That one guy from apartment that said he knew where we lived. He said he’d break in and kill you guys.” Y/n’s voice broke.

“Hey, it’s going to be okay.” Sam soothed as he placed his hands on your shoulders, squeezing them tightly. “Most of those threats are just meant for scare. If someone did manage to find the bunker, they’d have a very tough time trying to get in. Dean and I aren’t letting anyone dangerous through that door, you are safe.”

Y/n slowly comprehended Sam’s words and took a few deep breaths, easing her shaking form and heavy breathing.

“You okay, bug?” Sam looked over her.

“Yeah, I think I’m good.” She breathed out.

“I know things have been stressful lately, so if you ever need me, I’m here. Don’t be afraid to say something.” Sam reassured.

“I’ve been trying to handle this myself, I hate having to worry you. But, I know you care.” Y/n said awkwardly, self consciously not wanting Sam to see her weak. Deep down, she knew how much Sam cared and that she could always turn to him for anything.

“Just, thank you... It means a lot.” Y/n gave a half smile, trying not to make it a chick flick moment. She was more reserved with her feelings like Dean, she never liked any attention related to it. Sam respected the fact and didn’t make a big deal about it to Dean, but he made it known that he was there, and that is why Y/n gave him her trust.

“Anytime, bug.” He said softly as he wrapped Y/n into a hug.

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Dark Power Pt. 11

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Summary: Y/N has another encounter with Azazel and starts to see what his plans are for the future.

Word Count: 3,151

A/N: Damn, sorry this one is so long, I just didn’t want to drag along all this with a bunch of different parts so I just crammed it all into one part for this series. Hope y’all like it!

Y/N slowly opened her eyes, noticing the dim light that lit the room. She noticed she was sitting down in a chair and her head was throbbing with pain. She tried to move her arm to hoist herself out of the chair, but she was being held back by ropes that tied her wrists to the arms of the chair. Y/N opened her eyes a little more and saw she was somewhere she did not recognize, that’s when she realized she was in trouble.

Y/N looked around at the dilapidated room she was in. It was humid and damp inside, giving off the smell of mold. It scared her that she couldn’t remember when or how she got there. She heard some creaking from the pipes above her, when she heard the sound of floorboards creaking from what sounded like footsteps above her, that's when she started to feel scared.

“Dad?” Y/N called out in a small voice. Learning nothing. “Daddy?” She yelled a little louder. The sound of footsteps started to approach the door that was across the room, her breaths became faster as the panic set in, having no idea what was behind that door. She kicked herself, hoping it was all a dream, and then the door flew open...

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“We could just take a shortcut through the woods.” Sam suggested from the passenger seat.

“I’m not scratching baby up by driving her through a bunch of trees, and if we walked, we wouldn’t get there fast enough.” Dean sighed.

Sam continued to look at the map, barely taking his eyes off of it. Sam had located an old building that was down some old back roads. He was able to track Y/N’s phone before the signal was lost, and that was the only thing within miles going in that direction.

“Don’t worry, we’ll find her.” Dean said as he pressed the gas down, revving the engine up and accelerating the car.

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The door across the room creaked open slowly. Y/N looked up to see Azazel walking in and smiling.

“What do you want? Where am I?” Y/N questioned in a worried voice.

“Don’t worry about a thing my dear, I just had to get you away from those two. We need some time, just the two of us.

“No we don’t, get me out of here!” Y/N shouted.

“I see you know what controls those powers now. Isn’t it great?”

“It’s not, I don’t want them.” Y/N huffed.

Azazel walked closer to her and kneeled down. Raising his arm, he slapped his hand across her face, leaving a stinging red mark.

“Why are you doing this?” Y/N cried.

“I want you to want them. I want you to use them! It’s a gift.” Azazel smiled.

“It’s not a gift, it’s a curse.” Y/N breathed out. Looking down at her ropes, she knew what Azazel wanted her to do. He wanted to see his spell come to life, meaning Y/N had to get angry and fired up.

She didn’t want to give in, but it was a chance to see if she could get out of a situation like this. Y/N closed her eyes and breathed in, trying to focus. She tried thinking about thinks that upset, but nothing seemed to work. Opening up her eyes, she looked up at Azazel who was waiting for her to perform.

“I can’t do anything anyway.” Y/N shrugged, not wanting to try any harder to do anything. She knew it would be best to leave it alone, and not let Azazel get what he wanted.

“I know you can. I know you have a few tricks up your sleeve that you can show me.” Azazel laughed.

“No.” Y/N turned her head away. Azazel’s expression changed as he became impatient.

“Well, I gave you the easy option.” Was all he said before raising his hand and twisting it. Y/N began to feel a sharp pain in her stomach, hunching over in agony.

“Stop!” Was all she could yell out.

“Just let it out, Y/N. It’ll be easy. I don’t think you want to upset me any further.”

Y/N tried to stick it out for as long as she could, but the pain was too much. She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth and the ropes around her wrists snapped clean in half. She let out a loud gasp as the pain stopped.

Azazel stood up with a look of satisfaction on his face. “Now, that’s what I’m talking about.” He sneered.

Y/N looked up at him in anger. A million thoughts were going through her head right now, how he was the reason she was in this mess. He was the reason she had to leave her home and her school, he was the reason she had these abilities that she didn't ask for. Y/N didn’t know where Sam was or if he knew where she was. Standing up abruptly, she walked with a fast pace towards Azazel. Reaching her hand out, Y/N grabbed Azazel around the neck, raising him up above her and throwing him across the room.

Y/N wasn’t finished, and walked over to where Azazel’s body had fallen, after smashing into the wall behind him. She hovered over him, and kicked her boot into his ribs. She kneeled down and punched him across the face, stepping back and wincing as she held her knuckle. Y/N tried to act tough, even though she had never punched someone before. Azazel started laughing which made Y/N pulse with more anger. She got down to his level and punched him again.

“LEAVE. ME. ALONE! I never want to see you again!” She yelled through punches and tears of anger.

She stopped and looked down at Azazel to see if she did any damage or not. “I’ll be back, Y/N. And next time... you’d best be ready.” He smiled before vanishing into thin air.

Y/N stood up and almost passed out from hyperventilating. She collected herself and looked around before rushing out of the room. She navigated around the building, trying to find a door that would get her out of there. Running down a hallway, she spotted an old rusted exit sign above one of the doors. She ran faster and pushed the door open, practically falling outside.

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Dean drove as fast as he could, until Sam spotted the building creeping out from behind the trees. “There! Stop!” He yelled.

Dean pulled the impala into the grass, the two of them hopping out of the car and rushed over to the building.

Sam slowed down as he spotted a figure running at a fast pace towards them, he focused more and realized it was Y/N.

“Y/N!!” Sam yelled as he ran as fast as he could over to his daughter. Tears ran down Y/N’s face as she saw her dad running towards her, with Dean following behind.

Sam stopped in front of Y/N as she jumped into his arms, hugging him tightly. “Are you okay? What happened?” Sam demanded to know.

“It was him, it was Azazel.” Y/N cried through her words into Sam’s shoulder.

“Where is he!” Dean asked.

“He’s gone.” Y/N said as she stood up from holding onto Sam.

“What happened?” Both men asked, looking over Y/N with worry.

“Can we just get out of here.” Y/N cried.

“Sure, sweetheart.” Sam said with sympathy as he guided Y/N back to the car.

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Dean drove everyone back to the motel. Sam immediately noticed Y/N’s bloodied and bruised knuckles and fussed over it. He took out the first aid kit and cleaned off Y/N’s fists as she explained everything that happened.

“So you punched him? Azazel, the demon? Just got his ass kicked by you....” Dean asked in disbelief.

“Dean, you’ve seen what she can do.” Sam reminded him.

“I know, but he didn’t fight back or anything? I mean, that’s like something else.” Dean said in shock, but was also proud in some sort of way.

“Dean, this is bad. She said he’s gonna come back, and it’s not gonna be fun and games. This is serious, and we need to be prepared.” Sam said sternly.

“I’m sorry, I tried not to do anything to him.” Y/N spoke up.

“Y/N/N... you don’t have to apologize for anything. You did the right thing, I’d be afraid of what would happen if you did nothing. Look, I know this seems like it’s a curse, but try not to look at it like a bad curse. You have some cool abilities, and you were able to use them to your advantage. It’s your choice whether you want to use them or not, this does not control you. And, I’m sorry this had to end up this way. You know how much I wanted to keep you away from this life and protect you, but no matter what happens or how crappy things get, just know I will do whatever I can to be here for you.” Sam explained.

A small smile formed across Y/N’s face. “Thanks.”

“Anytime. Remember, you’re stronger than you think.”

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Y/N started to use her powers more often than usual after her encounter with Azazel. At first, she didn't want to show that she had them at all, but after her talk with Sam she felt a little bit more comfortable. After all, it was a part of her now and Sam was right, it wasn’t all bad. He wouldn’t force her to use them at all though, and made it completely up to her if she wanted to make something happen or not.

Y/N would still keep to herself and was a little self conscious about using her powers. When Sam and Dean would leave the motel for interviews or hunts, Y/N would sneak out to the woods behind the building and practice moving things. Deep down, when she was by herself, she felt pretty cool being able to use her mind to do certain things. It was when Sam or Dean would bring it up was when she wouldn’t want to release any feelings of anger in fear that she would go too far and upset them.

The only thing that had Y/N on edge was the dreams that she would have at night.

At first, it was just a few weird coincidences here and there, seeing images of Azazel and other people along with him. Then it started to become consistent, Y/N got to the point where she was scared to go to sleep. Most nights, she would see fire, and hear screams, and the worst was when she saw pools of blood on the ground. She didn’t know what any of these dreams meant, but every time, it terrified her even more.

Sam had started to notice she was having more nightmares than usual. He and Dean would be awoken almost every other night with Y/N tossing and turning violently or shouting in her sleep.

Sam had tried to bring it up a few times, but Y/N didn’t want them to fuss over it.

“Hey, about last night... Have you been having nightmares?”

“No...”

“Well, it seems like somethings been disturbing your sleep, do you want to talk about it.”

“Not really much to talk about, I’m fine.”

But Sam saw past it, he knew something was up.

Sam and Dean had a hunt in Richmond, Virginia. From what they had been seeing in the news reports, they guessed that it had to be a djinn. After a 6 hour drive in the impala, Dean pulled the car into another motel.

Y/N got her bag and pillow out of the backseat and trudged up to the building. It wasn’t easy trying to get comfortable on the hard bench seat in the back of the car, and it was clear to both men that Y/N needed sleep.

“Hey, uh maybe you should go to bed earlier tonight. It’s been a long drive for all of us.” Sam played it off, suggesting Y/N should go to bed.

“Since when do I have a bedtime?” Y/N sassed, obviously not in the mood to joke around.

“Not saying you do, but you look exhausted and I don’t want to see you get sick.” Sam said.

“Ok, sure.” Y/N shrugged as she turned to Dean who had finally come back with the room keys.

Y/N set her stuff down on one of the beds and pulled her volleyball out of her duffel. She tossed it around for a few seconds and turned to Sam.

“I’m gonna go practice some hits outside.” She said, walking slowly towards the door to see if Sam would say yes or no.

Sam flashed a sad smile, knowing how much Y/N missed her friends and her sports team. It had been almost a year being on the road with them, and she hadn’t opened up much about anything. Sam noticed that she would try and be in a good mood most of the time and would go along with anything that they needed to do. It almost bothered him that she didn’t want to talk to him about anything, since they used to be so close just the two of them and that they would talk all the time.

“Okay, don’t be out too long.” Sam said, bringing himself out of his thoughts.

Y/N walked around the building to find a spot where she could throw her ball around. There was a large open space of grass on the side of the parking lot. Y/N started doing some passes and sets on the field, envisioning that she was back on the gymnasium floor. In her head, she remembered the sounds of her coach shouting at her from across the room, her teammates cheering for her on the sidelines, and the squeaking of her sneakers against the wood. She snapped out of her daydream when she heard someone whisper in her ear. Whipping her head around, she looked around and didn't see anyone nearby.

Y/N slowly started bumping the ball on her arms, still scanning the grounds around her for anyone. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a person standing in the road, it was a woman who was looking over in her direction. Y/N looked over at her, confused as to why she was in the road. Before she knew it, a large truck came rushing down the road, impacting the woman instantly. Y/N gasped at the sudden impact and took a few steps to see if she could see anything. A gust of wind rushed behind her, looking over her shoulder, her eyes widened when she saw the same woman that was standing in the street. Except, her eyes turned black as she flashed a devious smile.

Y/N stumbled back in shock and looked around. Everything was normal, like nothing had happened. She rubbed her eyes and took a deep breath, guessing she was just seeing things from lack of sleep. Y/N decided to walk back to the room, as she was doing so, she started to hear crackling behind her, turning around to reveal the small town in front of her on fire, like it was the end of the world. Y/N turned around and started running back to the motel, as she was running, she felt something weird on her hands. Looking down, there was bloody hand prints on the volleyball. Y/N threw it in the other direction and kept running, she slowed down when she was approaching the door and looked back, the fire was gone and everything was back to normal.

Y/N took a deep breath and ran her fingers through her hair, not knowing if any of what she saw was real or not. She stood there frozen for a few minutes, trying to collect herself.

She finally came back into the motel room and walked swiftly to the bathroom, locking herself in until Sam made dinner. Sam was worried that she was acting different, but he hoped she was finally showing her emotions and that maybe she would talk to him. But instead, Y/N went to bed right after eating, even though she didn’t really want to let sleep consume her, she was way too exhausted.

Later that night, Y/N started tossing and turning again, but this time it was worse. Sam took his turn on the couch, Y/N and Dean had a bed to themselves. Dean was the lightest sleeper ever and stirred in bed once he heard the sheets being tossed back and forth. He sat up and blinked his eyes to try and focus in the dark, finally seeing Y/N’s sleeping figure moving around.

“Y/N?” Dean whispered, getting no response.

“Y/N?” He called out again when he heard her mumble something.

Y/N started thrashing around even more and let out a small worried cry. Dean turned to his side and sat up more. “Sam?” He whispered from across the room, trying to alert his brother awake.

Sam stirred and barely opened his eyes, wanting to go back to sleep. Y/N suddenly was dragged out of bed and slammed onto the floor, sounding a loud thud. Y/N started screaming, making Dean jump out of bed with Sam following close behind. Dean grabbed her shoulders, trying to shake her awake.

“Y/N!? C’mon, wake up!” Dean yelled, trying to wake the screaming girl.

Sam reached out and turned the lights on, making Y/N spring awake. Sam rushed over in shock as he saw the frightened look on his daughters face. She fell into Sam’s arms, letting out a few shaky breaths.

“Are you okay?” He asked.

Y/N said nothing and held her arms tight around Sam. Once she calmed down, Sam stayed up all night looking after the girl, this was one of the worst nightmares he had ever seen her have.

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Y/N woke up fairly early the next morning, not being able to sleep that much. Sam ended up making everyone breakfast, and ended up trying to talk to Y/N.

“Hon, I know you had a rough night last night. I’d really appreciate it if you gave me an insight as to what is going on, maybe I can help.” Sam offered.

Y/N paused and looked up. “I don’t know if there’s anything you can do. I don’t know if it’s real or if it’s in my head. I just keep having weird dreams and I think I’m hallucinating...”

“Wait, you’re having hallucinations now? What are you seeing?” Dean asked.

“I don’t even know, I saw someone with black eyes... fire, and blood. I saw....” Y/N stopped.

“What?”

“There was a large hole in the ground. And I was being pulled into it.... with Azazel.” She paused.

“Dean... he wants to pull her down there with him.”

“That can’t be...” Dean didn’t want to believe that anything like that would be possible.

“He wants her on his side...... In hell.”

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Last Resort

anon asked: Hey! I love your work! Do you think you could do a sister!reader fic where Dean, Sam and Cas are away on a long hunt, and the reader (younger, maybe between 11-14) has a panic attack? Since her brothers nor Cas can help, Crowley shows up... Thank you!

Word Count: 1,762

A/N: I know panic attacks can be different for a lot of people, so I kind of just made the panic attack in this story how mine usually are. I also set this before the boys found the bunker since Crowley is still around. *Also not my gif*

“Hey, wake up.... Y/N c’mon wake up.” Sam said as he shook your sleeping form.

You rolled over to your side and blinked your eyes open slowly, adjusting to the light shining in from the hallway.

“M’what?” You mumbled.

“Y/N, Cas called us. Dean and I have to leave to go help him, it’s important.”

“What’s going on?” You wondered, looking over at the clock on the nightstand to see that it was 2:30 in the morning.

“We’ll call you and explain everything later, but we have to leave. We might be gone for a few days but I wanted to let you know.” Sam said frantically.

“Okay, call me in the morning.” You said, still half asleep and not really understanding what was going on.

Sam nodded and shut the lights off as he and Dean gathered their things before leaving the motel room. You rolled to your other side and fell back asleep within minutes.

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You woke up the next morning and sat up in bed, looking around, you were confused as to why Sam and Dean weren't there. It took you a minute but you remembered Sam waking you up. Just as you were thinking about where the hell they went, your phone rang.

“Sam?”

“Hey, how’re you doing?”

“Uh, where are you guys and when are you coming back?”

“Sorry for leaving in such a rush. Cas called us about some other angels that are going around taking people out. Normally he’d be able to handle this himself but they're moving pretty fast.” Sam explained.

“When will you be back?”

“Not sure, but this one might take a few days. Maybe a week at worst, but we’ll keep you updated.”

“What about food?” You asked, glancing at the small motel kitchen.

“Dean went on a supply run after you fell asleep last night, the fridge should be stocked. We wouldn’t leave you alone if we thought you couldn't handle it.” Sam said.

“Okay, well, hurry back.”

“We will. Gotta go, we’ll talk to you later.” “Stay safe, Y/N/N.” You heard Dean say in the background.

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It had been 4 days since the boys left and you were bored out of your mind. You had opened snack after snack, watched way too much tv, and even snuck two of Dean’s beers. You knew he would notice and be pissed off but you didn't even care at the time.

Just when you thought you would be fine by yourself, you weren't.

The paranoia started to set in, which happened often when the boys would leave on longer hunts and not take you with them. Sometimes, you were able to brush it off and be patient until they got back. Other times like this, it was like a nagging feeling of terrible thoughts that would set off a panic attack.

There was a string of bad thoughts that kept rushing through your head. Wondering if Sam and Dean would be okay, if they were going to make it back safely, or if they were already dead and you just didn’t know it yet.

These thoughts sent you pacing back and forth around the motel room. You chewed your lip as you imagined Sam and Dean walking through the door with their bags, trying your best to calm yourself down.

You sat down on the edge of the bed as you felt your breathing picking up, feeling so panicked and uncomfortable, being alone for longer than you were okay with. You wanted to call Sam and Dean to check in but you didn’t want to be a bother. Your brothers knew that you had occasional panic attacks, but they didn’t know the extent of them. It was also a little embarrassing, so you decided to keep it on the low.

That’s when your phone rang, seeing it was Sam, you answered almost right away.

“Sammy?” You breathed out.

“Hey kiddo. What’s up?” Dean answered instead.

“Uh, hey.... nothing much.... Is Sam there?”

“Yeah, he just fell asleep in the passenger seat. Is everything okay?”

“Everything’s fine, just um.... when will you be back?”

“We just finished up actually. We were able to track down the last string of dickhead angels so were on our way back right now.”

“How long?” You asked a little too eagerly.

“Should be there in about 4 hours, could be less.... You know how I drive.” Dean let out a chuckle.

“Ok great, hurry back.” Was all you could think of saying before hanging up the phone.

....................

Sam stirred in his seat, waking up and turning to Dean to see his phone in his hand. “What are you doing with my phone?”

“Y/N called, she was just asking where we were.”

“Oh. How is she?”

“Good... sounded a little weird though.”

“What do you mean weird?”

“I dunno. She’s probably just getting impatient.”

Sam took a moment to think about how Dean worded that, realizing you might've been having an episode.

“No more stops tonight, let’s get back as soon as possible.”

“Why?”

“She might be panicking a little bit, we’ve been gone for almost a week.”

“She’ll be fine, she just needs to get used to being on her own.” Dean started being insensitive.

“Dean, I don’t think you know how panic attacks work.”

“She doesn't still have those, does she?”

“Yes, as far as I know she does, and depending on the person, they can get pretty bad.”

Dean didn't say anything after that and continued to drive faster.

....................

You sat on the floor up against the motel bed and talked to yourself in your head, praying to Cas since your brothers were still a long ways away. You repeated the same message over and over, expecting to see Cas pop up in front of you, but it never happened.

You started to panic even more that you started to repeat your cry for help out loud, not to anyone directly, but in hopes of feeling like someone was listening.

You weren’t expecting it but someone was listening.

And that someone was Crowley.

Crowley appeared after minutes of you talking, it scared the shit out of you, making you spring up from where you were sitting.

“What the hell are you doing here?” You questioned.

“Well, someone is a little uneasy from what I heard.” He glanced back at you.

“Why are you even listening to me?”

“You clearly wanted someone to, and I was in the area.” Crowley said jokingly.

“Sam and Dean aren’t gonna like it when they see that you’re here.” You said as you backed up out of habit.

“Sam and Dean aren’t going to be here for a while now are they love? I might as well give you some sort of company.” He smirked, as he pulled out one of the kitchen chairs to sit down.

“Why are you acting nice?”

“Who said I was acting? The king of hell can’t do little Winchester a favor?”

“Why would you want to though, it’s pretty unlike you.”

“Let’s say I owe you and your brothers one, I can’t always be ruining things can I? That would just be bad for my reputation.” Crowley sassed.

You scoffed at his sarcastic remarks, then realizing that he did a good job of distracting you from how you were feeling.

“Thanks” you gave a small smile, accepting the nice gesture Crowley gave.

“No need... Well, I guess my work here is done.” Crowley sighed. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have business to attend.” Before you could turn around to hear what Crowley was talking about, he was gone. Moments later, you heard a familiar car engine pull up in front of the motel room.

Perfect timing.

You drew the curtains to reveal your brothers emerging from the car, with Cas already walking up to the door.

You let out a sigh of relief as you welcomed all three of them inside.

“Hello Y/N.....” Cas paused and looked around with suspicion growing on his face.

“What’s wrong?”

“I had a sense that one from the opposite side was lingering in this vicinity.”

“Okay, I literally understood none of that.”

“There was a demon here at some point. I’m sure of it.”

“Y/N, what’s he rambling about?” Dean asked as he hauled in the last of the things from the impala.

“Uh, I don’t know.” You lied.

Sam could see right through you face and knew something had happened. You didn’t look okay.

“Y/N, was there someone here? Did something try to hurt you?” Sam asked, grabbing Dean’s attention, stopping him from what he was doing.

“Well, Crowley...”

“Crowley!? Was he here?” Dean’s voice boomed.

“Dean, can you please not make a big deal...”

“Big deal!!?”

“Dean, dude seriously chill out. Just tell us what happened, Y/N.” Sam interrupted.

You told the three boys everything that happened. Sam immediately felt bad that he wasn’t there. Dean was worried that his little sister dealt with panic attacks this bad, but he still wasn’t happy that the king of hell just decided to pop in without warning.

“Y/N/N, why didn’t you tell me over the phone?” Sam asked.

“I didn’t want you to worry. Plus, you were too far anyways.”

“Well next time that happens, you call us, no matter where we are. I promise, you mean more to us than our work, we’d drop everything, even if we were miles away just to get to you.” Sam explained.

“Yeah, what he said.” Dean chimed in.

“Wow, I love how much you care.” You joked.

“You know I love you Y/N/N..... but I’m gonna have to lay down some rules with Crowley, and one of them is no dropping in when I’m not here. I don’t trust that shady punk.”

Sam rolled his eyes and shrugged his arms, motioning for a hug which you gladly accepted.

“Nothing but chick flick moments over here. Get a room.” Dean scoffed.

“Shut up!”

“So, where is Crowley now?” Cas asked innocently.

“Were you even listening the whole time?” Sam asked confused.

“No, there is many things being said over angel radio.”

“God dammit, Cas.” Dean said as he got up to grab a beer out of the fridge. “Who drank my beers?”

“Wasn’t me...” Sam shrugged.

You knew you were in big trouble, forgetting about the choices you made earlier. So you slipped out the front door to let Dean cool down, but he had other plans. Sam quietly ratted you out as he motioned to the door that had just shut.

“Y/N! Get back here!”

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Dark Power Pt. 10

Part 10 omg!!

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Summary: Sam makes the difficult decision to start hunting with Dean again, but this time he has his daughter to bring with him.

Word Count: 1,998

A/N: I can’t believe I have a part 10. This is the longest series I’ve ever written on this blog/in general. Thanks for the support with my fics and this series. I appreciate y’all so much!!

It had been at least two months since the altercation with Azazel showing up. Sam and Dean still weren’t able to find anything on what his “plan” was. Y/N had been getting used to the spell that she had, Sam tried his best to work with her on getting it under control. It was hard for him to try and mentor her with this, he didn’t want to encourage her to use it all the time but he also wanted her to know it was okay if something happened. Y/N started to get used to having Dean around, having him and Sam always talk about hunts and leads started to sound almost normal to her. Granted it was still a strange thing in her life but she grew to be okay with what it was.

Over those two months, Sam’s fear started to come true. Dean was a finding more and more hunts across the map from articles and news reports, it was starting to become more than he could handle by himself and asked Sam to help out. Sam was all he had, after hearing about John Winchester’s death. Dean went through a really hard time after that which kind of pulled him and Sam apart, which was the last thing he wanted. Sam knew it was going to come down to this at some point so he agreed to help out with a few here and there, specifically choosing hunts that weren’t far so he could be close to Y/N. He also felt Dean’s hurt and wanted to be there for him. After a few weeks, it started to get worse. More cases popping up everywhere, it became a bit of a hassle for Dean to stay on top of, he knew he was going to have to ask Sam the most difficult question at the time.

“Would you consider coming with me? Not just on hunts around here, I mean like old times.”

Sam wanted to decline, but after lots of time thinking it over, it seemed like there was no other option. This was the world that was in trouble and they were the guys to fix it. If Sam were to try and stick it out with Y/N like normal, he would end up going down with everyone else, and Y/N would be going down with him.

“What about Y/N? What about all of this?”

“Give her a chance. Give yourself a chance, Sammy. She’s apart of this anyway, and I need you both. I know its not what you want to hear.... but did you think you were gonna just be able to go on with life, without any trouble?” Dean explained.

Sam’s first reaction was offended and upset at Dean for even bringing that up, but he knew it was true. Even though all that was in him did not want to believe it was true, it was. And he wasn’t going to go through life without fighting. Sam made the biggest decision he had to make in a long time and pulled Y/N out of school.

“What do you mean I won’t be going to school anymore?” Y/N asked with confusion.

“Things are getting bad. There’s an abundance of hunts around the states, your uncle and I have to do our jobs and we can’t leave you here alone.”

“So we’re moving?”

Sam explained to Y/N that they would be moving from state to state, wherever the next hunt took them. He promised himself and Y/N that he would do his best to home school her, since one of his priorities from the day she was born was to make sure she finished school.

“What about my friends? My volleyball team? What do I tell them?” Y/N sulked.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. This is never what I wanted for you-.”

“But you knew that this would happen at some point, didn’t you? No matter what choices you made in the past, it was always going to come down to you having to go back to hunting.” Y/N blurted out.

“You’re right. And there is nothing I can say to make it better. But hunting or not, I want us to stick together. You and Dean are all I have. And as much as it sucks, this is what we have to do.” Sam said.

Y/N spent the next few days locked in her room after school. Sam and Dean understood she was upset, but they were still worried about her.

“Maybe I should go talk to her....”

“No, Dean. I know how she is, just give her some space, she’ll come around. This is all really hard on her.”

It was the week before the big move. Y/N was still pretty distant and only came out of her room for food or to move boxes of her things downstairs so that Sam could take them to the storage unit. Sam decided to leave most of their things in the unit since they weren’t going to be able to bring everything with them. Y/N had finally told all of her friends the news, and said her heartbreaking goodbyes to them. It broke Sam’s heart when she came home crying from saying goodbye to all of her friends. Sam wanted to scoop her up in a hug and let her know it was going to be okay, but she resorted to her room again, remaining distant.

The day finally came where the three Winchesters were headed out to go save the world. Y/N took one final look at her room and shut her door for the last time. She walked out to the car and tossed her last duffel bag in the trunk, she turned back around when she heard a loud clink from the impact. She leaned over the trunk and saw an opening on the floor. Moving the bags around, Y/N lifted up the opening to reveal a whole armory of guns, knives, holy water, chains, everything. Y/N had never seen anything like it and found it kind of cool. She shut the trunk, keeping what she saw to herself and came around the car to see Sam and Dean locking up the house.

Sam approached the car and took a deep breath, glancing at Y/N. “You ready?”

“I’m a Winchester, I was born ready.” Y/N smiled.

Sam’s expression changed as Y/N seemed less upset about the whole situation.

The three Winchester’s packed up the impala and shut the doors as Sam and Y/N looked at the house for the last time. It was bittersweet.

All that Sam had worked for, every risk he took to get to where he was in his life with Y/N, all gone- just like that. Y/N was also leaving the only life she had known. Sam hoped she would at least be able to graduate high school before something like this came into his life, but Azazel had other plans that couldn't wait.

...................

Arriving at the motel, Y/N set her duffel down on one of the beds. “Guess it’s gonna be a living out of my bag thing now?” She tried to joke.

Sam gave a half smile as he continued un packing a few things. Dean entered the room and gave Sam a ‘look’ to come outside. “Hey, I’m gonna go grab a few more things, keep putting stuff away.” Sam asked as he snuck out the door.

“How’s she doing?” Dean asked as Sam shut the door behind him.

“Honestly, I don’t know what else to say to her at this point. Her life was just ripped away from her, I can’t really do much else.” Sam said, feeling hopeless.

“Sammy, you’ve given her so much, more than we had growing up. But this is what our life is, and she’s just a part of it now. I know she’s a strong kid, she’ll adapt.” Dean said.

“You think?”

“I know she will. It’s in her blood, that strength and that fight.” Dean reassured.

A few weeks had passed, Sam and Dean had finished two hunts. Sam was worried about Y/N being by herself at the motel at first, which led to her asking.

“Why don’t I just come with you guys?”

“No way, kiddo.”

“Why not, I know what you guys do now.”

“Absolutely not. You are still very new to this.”

Y/N ended up doing just fine by herself, but she did get bored. On the other hand, Sam was on edge since nothing had happened regarding Azazel since that night at the house. He was getting suspicious as to where he was and was afraid that something would happen out of nowhere if he and Dean were gone on a hunt.

Sam and Dean pulled up to the motel parking lot, coming back from a supply run. Sam opened the motel door and looked around to find no signs of Y/N.

“Y/N? Y/N!” Sam called out as he looked under both beds and frantically looked around. Dean followed in behind him. “What’s going on?”

“Y/N is gone!” Sam yelled in panic. Dean’s face turned angry and worried as he double checked around the room for anything.

The bathroom door creaked open and out came Y/N, looking at both men like they were insane. “Why are we yelling, gentlemen?” Y/N asked, looking confused.

“Oh there you are.” Dean said, feeling like an idiot. Sam let out a big sigh of relief once he saw that Y/N was fine.

“Can I go get something from the vending machine?” She asked.

“Sure, kid.” Dean answered as he pulled out his wallet, handing Y/N a few singles. “Thanks!” She smiled as she skipped over to the door.

“You need to take it easy.” Dean pointed at Sam. He shook his head, walking over to the couch and exhaling as he hopped off his feet.

“I’m probably gonna go get something myself.” Dean chuckled as he grabbed his wallet.

“We just went and got snacks.” Sam pointed out.

“Vending machine snacks are different.” Dean said in a serious voice before leaving the room.

Dean walked down the sidewalk along the other rooms and turned the corner expecting to see Y/N, but she was no where to be seen. He turned the corner to look the other way towards the room but saw nothing. “Y/N?” He called out, but got nothing in response. The panic set in as Dean walked the whole perimeter of the motel and asked the woman at the front desk if she had been seen. Nothing.

Dean rushed back the the motel, dreading that he had to tell Sam that his worst fear just came true. The motel door flew open, catching Sam’s attention.

“Y/N is missing.”

Sam sprung out of his seat. “What!” He didn’t hesitate and ran outside to look around. “Y/N!” Sam yelled as loud as he could.

“I already tried Sam, she’s not anywhere near here.” Dean hated to say it.

Tears welled up in Sam’s eyes as he ran his hands over his head. “I don’t get it... weeks, no months that nothing has happened with this whole plan, and now he takes her from me!” Sam was livid.

“We don’t even know if it was him...”

“I DON’T CARE WHO TOOK HER! I promised myself I would protect her, so she wouldn’t have to be scared for her life and I’ve failed. I can’t even be a responsible father.”

“You can’t go blaming yourself Sam, that’s gonna get you nowhere. Let’s focus and find Y/N.

The two walked back to the room to collect themselves. Sam started looking around. “Hold up. Do you smell that?” He walked around and followed the smell to the bathroom. Sam looked up at the window and found sulfur sitting on the ledge.

“I know which way they went. Can’t be far from here.” Sam pulled out his phone and started looking at a map. Dean hopped in the impala and pulled up so Sam could get in.

“Let’s go.”

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Dark Power Pt. 9

Read Part 8 HERE!

Summary: The Winchester’s run into Azazel again. Sam and Y/N find out what controls Y/N’s powers.

Word Count: 1,974

“It’s been a while.” Azazel spoke.

Everyone looked over at him in shock. The spell Rowena casted must have alerted him in some way.

“What the hell do you want.” Dean snapped.

“What do you think?” Azazel lit up with a devilish smirk.

“No. You are not taking her.” Sam made it clear as he pushed Y/N behind him.

“Oh Sammy, It’s not your choice now, isn’t it. Let me just talk to my girl, it’s about time we meet.”

Y/N poked her head out from behind Sam. Although she was scared, she was also curious as to who this Azazel was.

“My, you’ve grown so much. You feel those powers, I know you do.”

“Don’t even think about laying a finger on her-” Dean threatened. Azazel didn’t hesitate and flung Dean across the room, making him hit a wall and falling to the ground. Y/N looked up in shock, not even aware that what he did was possible. Azazel proceeded to do the same to Sam, which made Y/N really upset.

“You’d be smart not to touch me.” Rowena spoke. Azazel didn’t listen as he snapped his fingers, vanishing Rowena from the house.

“Now, finally I can have some one on one time with my muse.”

“What did you do to her?” Y/N spoke, puffing out her chest and trying to appear tough. The last thing she wanted was for some demon to think she was scared of him. Even though, deep down she was terrified.

“Oh don’t worry. She’s not dead, just away somewhere. Now where were we?”

“I’m not your muse.” Y/N said with disgust. “Just get rid of the spell that you gave me!”

“Why would you want me to take a gift like that away from you, ungrateful if you ask me.”

“It’s not a gift, it’s a curse.” Y/N snapped.

“Well, either way, it’s permanent.” Azazel smiled.

“What do you mean? You’re the one who did this to me, why can’t you take it back!”

“Because, I can already see it. You have so much potential and you don’t even know it. If you learn to control your powers, maybe it won’t be such a bad thing. Think about it, you’re special Y/N, use what you have to your advantage.” Azazel paced around the room.

“I don’t need to use anything.”

“Sooner or later, you're going to have to. We have big plans for Earth you know, and once you get a hang of what you have, you’ll be able to help us win.” Azazel smiled.

“I’ll never help you do anything.” Y/N spat.

“Maybe this will change your mind.” Azazel paused. Y/N looked around, confused as to what he was referring to. Azazel raised his hand and clenched his fist. All of a sudden, Sam and Dean clenched their sides in pain.

“What are you doing to them!” Y/N yelled.

“Killing them.” He said like it was nothing. Y/N rushed to her father’s side and looked at him with concern.

“Daddy, what do I do!” Y/N cried. Sam looked like he was trying to say something but groaned as the pain got worse. Y/N stood up and turned to Azazel with a fiery look of anger on her face.

The house started to shake, a few photos ended up falling off the wall. Y/N became the most angry she had probably ever felt in her life at that point. The shaking stopped and everything was quiet for a second.

“Leave. Them. Alone.” Y/N spoke. The house went from quiet, to chaos in a split second. Y/N sent Azazel flying across the house and smashed him through a window. Sam and Dean were finally able to stand up, now that the pain was gone.

Azazel appeared once more in front of Y/N. “That’s what I’m talking about!” He laughed as he clapped his hands together. “Now you know what to do. I’ll be seeing you very soon, my dear.” He spoke before vanishing.

“Well, for someone who has never experienced anything like that, I’d say you handled yourself pretty well.” Dean smirked as he hoisted himself off the floor.

“This isn’t funny, what does he mean by all of that?” Y/N turned around.

“I think we have a case on our hands.” Sam said.

...................

The three Winchester’s sat at Sam’s kitchen table. Dean had brought out files, notes, and books. Sam had his laptop open, Dean joked about how it was like the old days when they used to hunt together. Sam wasn’t in a joking mood, he was way too worried about Azazel and his evolvement with his daughter, who for sure had powers of some sort.

“Dean, I don’t think all of that is necessary. He made it pretty clear what’ll go down.” Sam said.

“Fine, Mr. know it all, you tell me what’s gonna happen.” Dean said.

Sam rolled his eyes. “He said he had plans for Earth, well, he said we. I don’t know who else is siding with him, but it sounded like he put that spell on Y/N because he wants her to be on his side, so she can help him with whatever he’s planning.”

“Like he wants to turn her against us.” Dean chimed in.

“Exactly. He wants us dead. He wants to finish what he started. Which means if he got the chance to kill us, he would end up saving Y/N for last.....” Sam explained.

“So what do we do?” Y/N asked.

“Maybe he’s right... about one thing. I mean, Y/N you were able to go against a demons powers with your own, you saw what you did to him... You could use them to your advantage, but instead of using them with him, you could use them against him. So whenever the time comes where he plans on doing his thing, you’ll be ready and he might not expect it.” Sam said.

“You really think that could work?” Dean questioned.

“You got anything better in mind?”

“Well, Y/N? You up for the challenge?” Dean asked.

“I don’t really have much of a choice, do I?”

Hearing Y/N say that made Sam’s heart break into a million pieces. In this life, you never had a choice. Even if you try and make an escape, to be normal, it will always come back to bite you. Sam had it working for this long, but their time was up. They had no choice but to return to the hunting life.

“I’ll be back in a few minutes.” Sam announced as he got up and went upstairs.

“Why is my dad look so upset?” Y/N asked once he left the room.

“There’s a lot of reasons. You know once you were born, your dad wanted to do everything to protect you from this. It was a hard decision for him. He knew the risks of having a kid in this life, but he couldn’t see you be raised by someone other than him. I know he would never confess his feelings about this stuff but I can tell. I know he wondered if he made the right decision, but deep down he did the right thing.” Dean explained.

“He wanted to protect me from all of this? Didn’t he?”

“Yup. But, its not exactly easy when you’re born a Winchester. I guess it’s not a terrible thing sometimes, we are pretty damn cool.” Dean smiled.

Y/N laughed. “I guess so.”

“I think your dad is just scared this is too much for you. It all just, kind of came up all of a sudden, no warning or anything. He probably blames himself for not being able to keep you away from this.”

“Well he doesn’t need to. I don’t want him to feel like that.” Y/N frowned.

“Then, make him proud. I know you’re strong Y/N, you're a Winchester. You have that fight in you, you may just not know it yet.”

“Thanks Uncle Dean. I’m gonna go check on him.” Y/N said as she got up from the table.

“Anytime kid.”

Y/N walked up the stairs and hovered outside Sam’s bedroom door. She knocked a few times on his door, but heard nothing. Until she heard some sniffling, it wasn't coming from the bedroom.

Y/N walked down the hallway and heard the sniffling near the bathroom door. “Dad?” She knocked on the door. Sam heard the knocks, turning on the sink and splashing water on his face.

She leaned on the door and accidentally pushed it open, to see Sam hunched over the sink. He was clearly upset about the whole situation.

“Y/N, I’m fine, I’ll be downstairs in a sec, okay.” Sam choked out. She didn’t listen and went up to Sam.

“It’s okay dad.” Y/N said softly as she wrapped her arms around his large frame. Sam didn’t resist and accepted the hug, bringing his daughter in closer, scared that she would be taken away from him.

“We can do this. We’re Winchesters right?”

Sam laughed softly and hugged her tighter.

...................

A few days later, Sam tried to help Y/N learn the extent of her powers. He didn’t want to have to do something like this, but she was stuck with it for now and he knew there weren’t many options.

“So, can you just.... uh do you just make whatever you want to happen, happen?” Sam hesitantly asked.

“The last few times things have happened, I don’t really feel like I’m controlling anything.”

“Well it can’t be him that’s controlling them.” Sam thought. “He obviously wanted you to use them yourself.... Do you feel anything when that stuff happens?”

“Actually, yeah. It’s like, uh I don’t know. Can we do this later?” Y/N sighed.

“I’d like to understand this. Who knows, we might not have all the time in the world to figure out this ‘plan’.” Sam sympathized with her, knowing it was becoming a lot of stress.

“It’s like I’m really angry on the inside. And instead of releasing anger in some way, whatever spell I have creates chaos. I feel like I don’t have much control over it so it’s kind of hard to explain.” Y/N brushed her hair behind her ear.

Sam suddenly got an idea. “What if it’s controlled by anger? Maybe you have to be really mad in order to expel any kind of power.”

“Okay, how does that help?”

“Trust me with this, think about all of those times that girl at school picked on you.” Sam suggested.

“Why would I want to think about that?” Y/N’s expression changed.

Sam sighed. “I’m trying to anger you, c’mon take this seriously. Anything you can think about that has made you upset to your core. Dwell on that for a second.”

“Dad, I don’t think that’ll work....”

“Trust me, just close your eyes and think.”

Y/N sat at the kitchen table and slouched down onto the surface. She rested her chin on her arms and zoned in on a particular spot, thinking about the things that made her most angry. She started to focus in more once she felt that same feeling. Sam watched intently as he hoped for something to happen. Y/N shut her eyes tightly as the anger grew, until she snapped.

As she opened her eyes, the kitchen lights made a popping sound as the electricity went out within a second. A few of the chairs at the table slid out of position, making Sam jump. Y/N looked up at her father in shock, part of her being startled, the other part being impressed with herself.

“Sorry, I didn’t chose what would happen.” Y/N apologized.

“I think we found what fuels the power.” Sam said in a relieved voice.

Y/N let out a relieved laugh of hope as she sat in the dark kitchen.

But deep down, she was terrified of what’s to come.

And so was Sam.

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Dark Power Pt. 8

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Summary: Y/N is about to figure out the source of what has been causing the incidents she’s been having, giving everyone a scare.

Word Count: 1,919

Sam sat down the next morning to tell Y/N his theories.

“So, you know the dream you explained to me, the one you keep having?”

Y/N nodded.

“I’m pretty sure I had the exact same dream last night.” Y/N looked at Sam with a weirded out expression.

“Uh, when you saw the girl and the baby, were they in an apartment? The walls, were they a beige color with dark green curtains?” Sam tried to get Y/N to remember.

“Yeah.... how’d you know?”

“Because I saw what you saw, and I know what it means.” Sam breathed.

“You mean, you know what can stop this?”

“No, not necessarily. But I know what happened to you.”

“What did happen to me?” Y/N wasn’t aware something happened to her to make her like this. She thought she was born like this.

“That baby in your dream, that was you. And the blonde, that was Uh, that was Jessica.” Sam sighed.

“Wait, Jessica your girlfriend that we used to live with?”

“Yes.” Sam clarified.

“So that thing in my dream did something to me as a baby? So I was fine before?” Y/N got upset.

“That’s what it looked like, I think whatever it did when it touched you, made you have some sort of ability that you didn’t know you had. Maybe that’s why you can’t control it right now, because you haven’t acknowledged it or something.” Sam thought.

“I don’t want to deal with this. How do I get rid of it?” Y/N worried.

“Sweetheart, you have to understand something. From the things that have been happening to you, they look like something that is a little out of my control. I don’t want you to worry about this, I’ll see if I can find something to help. But until we know what this is I just need you to be calm and act as if nothing is happening.”

“So there is something after me, isn’t there.....”

Sam remained silent. He didn’t want to face the truth.

“Is it something that involves your hunting job?”

Sam looked at Y/N with surprise. “Dad, it’s okay. I kind of understand what’s going on. And yeah, it is a little scary but I’ll do my best to keep it on the low. Just please help me get rid of it.” Y/N said.

Sam brought Y/N into a hug and held her tight. Y/N’s face was smushed against Sam’s chest. “When did you become so smart?” Sam let out a stressful but relieved sigh.

...................

Sam had talked to Dean about what he had discovered. Dean thought it was crazy, but he was ready to help.

“Okay, Dean is on the way over here with someone who might be able to help. Now, whatever weird stuff happens, just go with it. Unless I say something.”

Y/N looked surprised when Sam said that. About an hour later, there was a knock on the door. Sam opened it to reveal Dean and a woman standing next to him. She was short, had bright red hair, and wore a long lacey dress.

“Sam, this is Rowena.” Dean said before being abruptly cut off.

“Oh, this is your wee little brother you were telling me about? He’s a much taller fella than I imagined.” Rowena cheered in her Scottish accent.

“Oh and is this your sweet niece? It’s a pleasure to meet you deary.”

Y/N showed a small smile. “So yeah, uh she knows about the whole thing, so uh let’s get to work.” Dean was ready. Sam pulled Dean aside.

“Who is this woman and what does she do?” Sam asked eagerly.

“I know she’s a little out there, but she’s a witch.”

“A witch?!” Sam yelled in a whisper.

“Yes, but she’s a very well known witch and she’s very powerful. She’s done some good work and I think she’ll be able to help us.” Dean explained.

“Okay. But if she pulls anything-“

“She’ll be fine, I told her Y/N is still new to all this stuff so she’ll take it easy.” Dean reassured.

“Shall we get started?” Rowena announced. Sam and Dean looked at each other, Sam and Y/N gave each other looks.

“So, she’s going to help me get rid of this thing?” Y/N asked Sam.

“Well, we I don’t know what I’m working with yet.” Rowena interrupted. “Come sit here my dear. I’m going to stir up a few things for you, once the potion flows through your veins, I’ll be able to connect to you and see what we’re dealing with.” Rowena explained.

“Potion? What am I gonna turn into something?”

Rowena laughed as she gathered her supplies to create her mixture. While she was busy explaining to Y/N what she was going to do, Sam and Dean discussed the situation. “You think this is, what a demon? What if it’s Azazel?” Sam breathed.

“The same one that went after mom?” Dean confirmed.

“Well, yeah maybe. I mean first mom, then Jess. Now this whole thing with her, I’m just worried he's trying to finish what he started.” Sam fretted.

“Don’t talk like that. Whatever this is, we’re gonna fix it. That’s what we do, and I won’t stand by and watch your kid suffer because of some son of a bitch demon.” Dean emotions and anger started to get the best of him.

“Here, drink!” Rowena handed a cup to Y/N. She held it and hesitantly drank the liquid, she made a face of disgust after swallowing it.

“It should be affective now, let’s see what’s going on.” Rowena placed her hands on Y/N’s head and closed her eyes. “Try to remember the dream you had that Dean told me about.”

Y/N closed her eyes and tried to think of the shadow man, and the feeling she felt whenever she saw him. Rowena’s eyebrows furrowed as she leaned her head closer in.

The two sat like that for a few minutes, Rowena started swaying and humming. Sam looked at Dean with a questionable look. Rowena jumped all of a sudden with a loud gasp, Y/N opened her eyes and leaned back on her chair.

“What did you see?” Dean asked.

Rowena paced as the three Winchesters sat down in front of her. “Please explain to us what you saw.” Sam asked.

“There was a banshee.” Rowena spoke.

“A damn banshee? Wouldn’t she be dead by now?” Dean asked.

“Did you hear any screaming in your Dream?” Sam asked Y/N.

“What? No. What the heck is a banshee?”

“The banshee wasn’t after her. It’s what she was seeing in her dream, but it was trying to warn her.” Rowena explained.

“Why would a banshee try to warn someone, that’s really unusual.” Sam thought.

“Well, Dean my dear, you were right.” Rowena said.

“Right about what?”

“It was him.... The banshee was trying to warn her about him.”

“It was Azazel.” Rowena said softly as she looked at the three of them.

“What’s Azazel? What’s a banshee? Can someone tell me what’s going on!” Y/N started to worry.

Sam took a deep breath and readied himself to explain. “A banshee is a creature, usually they appear to warn people when they are about to die-”

“I’m gonna die?!” Y/N gulped.

“No, Y/N you're fine. That’s what banshee’s usually do. But from the look of your dream, the one that I was able to see, it was trying to warn you about Azazel. He is a demon.” Sam paused to let Y/N understand.

“So there's a monster trying to warn me about another monster? And Azazel is a demon? Why are they after me?”

“Remember the story I told you about your grandmother, Mary?”

“Yeah, the whole thing with the house fire....”

“The fire wasn’t an accident. I was going to tell you about that eventually, once I told you about hunting and everything. Azazel is a demon that killed your grandfather, John. Your grandmother made a deal with Azazel. He would bring John back, but that meant he would have to come after Mary. He’s the one that started the fire.”

“So why is he after me? I didn’t make a deal with him.....”

“Yes but, he is the one that visited you when you were a wee baby. He is the reason that you’ve been experiencing these abilities.” Rowena added.

“So all of this is happening because some demon came after me as an infant. Why is he doing this?”

“I think if Azazel did this to her when she was that young, and she’s been fine up until this point..... I don’t think he’s trying to kill her. I think he’s been planning something.” Dean explained.

“Are you able to find out why?” Sam motioned to Rowena.

“I wish I could. All I can do is see who or what it is. There is one thing I can sense..... Y/N has some sort of spell that she is under.” Rowena said.

“What kind of spell?” Y/N asked.

“I’m not so sure. If I got a little bit of blood and put it together with a few things, I could try and extract the spell from her.”

“How dangerous is that?” Sam’s parent instincts kicked in.

“Not harmful at all! Aside from the fact that we would need to take some of her blood.” Rowena added.

“Can we try it dad?” Y/N asked, sounding hopeful.

Sam sighed. “We can try one time, but I’m not gonna have her be a test subject or anything.”

“You think I’m that unexperienced of a witch where I’d need a second try? Please, step aside.” Rowena snarked.

Sam raised his hands as he let Rowena gather her supplies. She mixed a few herbs into a bowl and added some vials of liquid. “Give me your hands.” Rowena said as she and Y/N grasped hands over the bowl. She said a brief part of the spell and pulled out a small knife. Before Y/N could blink, Rowena sliced the skin across her palm.

“Ow!” Y/N cried out.

“Rowena, what the hell!” Sam yelled.

“Relax, where else do you want me to take it from? I’m not going to go cut up her arms.” Rowena breathed.

Y/N winced as Rowena squeezed her hand above the bowl, letting blood drip into it. As she was done cleaning and wrapping gauze around her bloodied hand, she grasped them again and said the rest of the spell. The bowl started to emit some light, the light started to ascend into the air above and hovered towards Y/N.

She looked up at Rowena with a questionable look. “I feel something.”

“That means the spell is working.”

The light grew brighter, as it got closer to Y/N she started to feel a pain in her chest. It grew stronger and stronger and led her to toppling over. “What’s happening?!” Sam grew worried as he rushed to Y/N’s side.

“The spell is too powerful, I don’t think it can be taken from her....” Rowena sensed.

“Cut it out!” Dean yelled as Y/N fell into more pain. Rowena grabbed a mallet and smashed the bowl into pieces, stopping the light from shining. Y/N gasped as the pain was finally relieved and sat up, falling into Sam’s arms. “It’s okay, I gotcha.”

“What’s the deal?” Dean asked.

“That’s what I’m trying to figure out...” Rowena answered.

“Winchesters!” A voice sounded from the room. The four of them all looked around the room and spotted a man standing in the doorway.

“It’s been a while.....” Azazel spoke.

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Dark Power Pt. 7

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Summary: Y/N starts to experience something coming after her, and Sam finally figures out what happened to Y/N when she was an infant. What will Sam do to help Y/N?

Word Count: 1,433

4 years later

Y/N went to bed that night exhausted from volleyball practice. As soon as she walked in the door she told her dad she’d be heading straight to bed. As soon as her head hit the pillow, she was out.

As she was falling into a deeper sleep, she started to see a scene come into her vision. Y/N saw a girl, who had blonde curly hair. The girl was walking around what had looked like an apartment.

Y/N started to see a baby in a different setting. The baby was playing and moving around in something. It’s focus drew to the nearby window in the room, which flew open by itself. Then emerged a dark figure, Y/N couldn’t see a face or anything that helped her recognized who or what it was. The curtains moved with the wind as the man walked up to the baby. She started to feel tense, like whatever was there wasn’t supposed to be.

The figure walked up to the baby and placed a hand on its forehead, causing the baby’s eyes to light up. The man slowly backed away, sending the baby into a fuss. The figure disappeared and then came in the blonde girl, who picked up the baby and held it to comfort it.

Y/N then saw nothing, until the same figure appeared in her vision. It was looking straight at her. It kept coming closer with its hands reaching out as if it wanted to strangle her. Y/N squirmed around, trying to get away for it and wake up.

Y/N then woke up with a scream, sitting up in her dark room. She looked around for the thing that she saw in her dream. Sam heard her abrupt scream and ran in, switching the light on.

“You okay?” He asked as he came closer to her.

“Yeah, it’s fine. Just a dream.” Y/N shrugged it off.

“Okay.” Sam believed her as he retorted back to his room. He left the light on as he left, leaving it up to Y/N wether she wanted it on or not.

Y/N sunk back into bed slowly, remembering the figure from her dream. She knew it was just a dream, but they way that thing made her feel sent shivers down her spine.

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A few days later

Walking through the halls of school, Y/N had the hall pass dangling from her wrist as she was walking back from the restroom. The hallway started to feel cold, like the temperature had changed in a split second. Y/N felt ringing in her right ear, that then spread to her other ear. The ringing started to get stronger and stronger, soon spreading to her whole head. It was too strong to handle, making Y/N fall to the floor in pain. She brought her hands up to her head to try and minimize the terrible feeling, but had no luck.

She looked up when she saw a shadow of someone walking towards her. Her eyes widened when she recognized the same figure from her dream, the dream she had been having every night in a row this week. Fighting against the agonizing pain, she hoisted herself off the floor and ran in the other direction. Looking back a few times, the figure was still following, but at a quicker pace. Y/N turned a few corners and went in a circle to try and get back to her class. In the process, as she turned a corner, she found herself running into a teacher.

“Woah there, you alright Y/N?” Mrs. Miller asked.

Y/N turned around quickly and noticed the figure was gone, the pain in her head had also vanished. “Uh, yeah. I was just getting back to class.” Y/N lied, breathing like she had just ran a mile.

“Are you sure you're okay? You look a little pale.” Mrs. Miller informed.

“Yeah, just a little head ache. Gotta go!” Y/N called out behind her as she walked swiftly back to her class.

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Y/N had volleyball practice after school, but she went and told her coach she wasn’t feeling well and was going to head home.

She walked through the front door and set her backpack down. Sam was sitting on the couch with the remote in his hands and his feet kicked up on the coffee table. “Hey, I thought you had practice today.”

Y/N just stood there and looked at Sam. “What’s wrong?” was all Sam said before Y/N burst into tears. Sam’s expression turned worried as he stood up and ran to Y/N. She almost never cried or showed she was upset, but this time, Sam knew there was something wrong.

“Y/N/N, sweetheart, what’s wrong?” Sam asked as he guided Y/N over to the couch.

“I don’t know wha-what’s w-wrong with me.” Y/N choked out.

“What do you mean?” Sam was worried, he hadn’t seen Y/N this upset in a long time. He then thought about what she had just said, and had a feeling he knew what it was about.

“I think something is after me, I don’t know why though.” Y/N sobbed.

“Is this about, uh, your powers?” Sam didn’t know how to phrase it. Y/N gave him an upset glare.

“Powers? Dad, I do not have powers, I can’t even control anything that happens.” Y/N cried.

“I’m sorry, I just didn't know how to refer to it. Did something else happen?” Sam asked.

“I was just in the hall, and I saw it. It tried to follow me.” Y/N said.

“What’s it? What is following you?”

“I don’t know what it is. I think it’s a man, but he looks like a shadow, I can’t see him all the way. I kept seeing him in my dream and today I saw him for real.” Y/N explained.

“This dream that you said you had, was it the same one that you woke me up with that one night?”

Y/N nodded. “Ever since that night, I keep having the same dream. Each night it gets more vivid. I don’t know what it is or what it means.” She wiped her tears.

“Can you tell me about this dream?” Sam asked as he brushed Y/N’s hair out of her face.

“It’s just this girl and this baby. The man or thing I keep seeing always appears, and he always goes over to the baby and makes it light up or something. Then he disappears.”

Sam’s eyebrows furrowed. “What do the girl and the baby look like? What does this thing look like?”

“The girl has curly blonde hair, she looks nice. The baby, I don’t know looks like a baby. And the shadow, he's just very dark, I can hardly see his face.”

Sam took in what Y/N was saying, but had no clue of what it might be. He wanted to tell her it would all be okay, but he couldn’t. This was something in her head that he couldn’t stop. Sam couldn’t protect her from her own mind.

Y/N went to bed that night without any answers, Sam sat in bed for a while, thinking of things to do. The last thing he wanted to do was reach out to something paranormal, there was already something paranormal involved and he didn’t want to add anything else to the problem.

After falling asleep, he started to dream. Sam started to see Jessica, she appeared to be in their old apartment back at Stanford. Sam’s eyes watered at the sight of his girlfriend. He then saw Y/N as a baby in her playpen, the sight made him feel happy for a second. As he walked over to Y/N in his dream, he felt a gust of wind and looked over to see a dark shadow figure.

Sam tried to push it away but he fell right through it. He watched as it went over to Y/N and put it’s hand on her forehead. Sam tried to stop it from what it was doing, when Y/N’s eyes and face lit up like a bright light. Sam shielded his eyes until the light went away. Y/N started to cry, he watched the figure disappear. Just as Jess walked in to grab Y/N, Sam woke up.

He sat up in shock as he thought about what he had dreamt.

He had seen Y/N’s dream.

She was seeing what happened to her. Sam thought, it must have happened when he left for the weekend.

There was something out there that did something to make Y/N have these experiences. And it was back, it was trying to get her back.

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Dark Power Pt. 6

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Summary: Sam’s daughter and Jody get captured by vamps. Sam and Dean try to find where they are. Y/N loses control of something and makes a big scene.

Word Count: 2,253

A/N: I tried to make this part more spicy. I hope y’all like it :)

Y/N and Jody arrived at the vamps nest which was an old abandoned church. The two men dragged them both into the back and tied them up in chairs. Y/N’s heart was pounding out of her chest the entire time. It may not have looked like she was scared from her face, but she was freaking out a little bit.

The men started talking about their plans and the left the room. “Okay, go ahead and see if you can get out of those” Jody turned to Y/N as she heard the men’s footsteps depart.

Y/N tried to wiggle her wrists from the ropes. One of her hands almost slipped out but they were too close together. She started to get frustrated. “I can’t. They’re too tight” Y/N whispered as her face grew red.

“It’s okay, try moving your chair towards me.” Jody instructed.

Y/N and Jody shuffled their chairs towards each other. Unfortunately, the wood moving against the floor made noise which led the men to pop in and check on them.

“Trying to escape, I see. Well then, I’ll just have to move you two into different rooms.” The man said as he untied Jody to move her.

In the process, Jody tried to look over at Y/N to mouth something. One of the men punched her in her stomach, making her topple over into their arms in pain. The sight of that really upset Y/N. Even though she had just met Jody, she was really nice to her. She was also terrified that the men would do the same to her. As soon as they left, she could hear Jody groan in pain as they threw another set of punches at her.

Y/N grew angrier and angrier. She soon felt a bunch of anger and pressure that kept building up. Soon enough, her ropes snapped clean in half, freeing her hands. She continued to untie her ankles.

Standing up from the chair, she didn’t know what else she could do. She had never been in this kind of situation before, it was her against two big and strong men. Y/N all of a sudden heard the two men’s footsteps coming back her way, she panicked and went to go hide. She found a corner behind a bookshelf that hid her. In that area, she found a stack of bricks that looked like they had been leftover from building the church years ago.

The two men stormed through the door and were shocked to see the empty chair and snapped ropes.

“What the hell? Where’d she go?”

“She couldn’t have gotten out of the building, we locked the front doors.”

“Where are you! You little shit!” One of the men screamed.

Y/N stayed crouched down as she held a brick in her hand, hoping they wouldn’t walk towards her.

One of the men went out of the room to search for Y/N while the other looked around the room. He started coming closer to where she was hidden. When the time felt right, Y/N stood up and swung at him with the brick. He fell to the floor and curled up in pain. Y/N looked down in shock at what she had just done, she dropped the brick and ran to the door.

Looking in both directions, it looked clear enough to walk around. Y/N checked each door cautiously in the back hall. She opened one door to find Jody tied up and ran to her side.

“Y/N? How did you get out?” Jody questioned.

“Uh, I got the ropes to loosen.” Y/N lied

“I thought you said-“

“I’ll explain later. Let’s get out of here.” Y/N said as she untied Jody.

...................

Sam and Dean pulled up to the broken down church. It was pitch black outside. They parked further away so they wouldn’t be seen. “This has got to be it. It’s the only place close by.” Dean said as he looked at the map once more.

Sam grabbed a handful of weapons from the trunk and hid them on his person. Dean did the same as he led the way.

The two saw that the front doors were chained with a padlock. Sam crouched down to pick the lock while Dean watched their surroundings.

“This seems a little too easy.... after the trouble I went through trying to find these guys.” Dean whispered as Sam broke the lock open.

“Let’s just stay close.” Sam said.

The two walked through the church, staying on the perimeter. They heard two voices and quickly took cover behind a church pew. They saw the two men walk towards the back, they followed them from a distance, trying not to alert them yet.

The vampires stopped in their tracks in the middle of the hall. Sam and Dean hid around the corner and listened.

“You two thought we wouldn’t notice you were here?” One of their voices echoed. Jody and Y/N heard the voices from the hall and thought they were directed towards them at first.

Sam and Dean came out from their spot. “Oh, we figured you’d know at some point. But taking those two girls with you..... not a smart move.” Dean grew angry.

“You’re lucky to be here. You’ll be able to see them, just before they become dinner. We’ll be nice enough to save you two for dessert.” The other vamp smiled.

“Yeah, I don’t see that happening today. Cause I’ll be knocking your teeth down your throat.” Dean said as he launched at the vamp. Sam followed and went after the other.

Jody heard the commotion and peeked out the hall to see Sam and Dean.

“Is that my dad out there?” Y/N asked eagerly.

Before Jody could answer, one of the vamps knocked Sam into the door, pushing him into the room. Y/N’s eyes widened when she saw her dad on the floor. She tried to run to his side when the vamp shoved her to the floor and went to grab Sam.

He pushed Sam up against the wall and started to choke him. Jody went after the vamp to try and stop him but he turned around, picked up Jody by the jacket and threw her across the room. She slammed into the wall and fell. Y/N looked back at her dad being pinned to the wall, his face was turning more and more red.

She felt the same feeling that she did earlier when she broke the ropes. Except this time, it was much stronger. She couldn’t hold the anger in anymore and let it expel. The man flew off of Sam and slammed clean into the floor. Sam fell to the ground and gasped for air. Y/N was still focused on the vamp that tried to kill her dad. He continued to be dragged across the room with an invisible force.

“Hey! What are you doing!” The man shouted out. Y/N’s focus on the man grew stronger. He soon stopped being dragged and his neck snapped out of nowhere, causing him to fall unconscious.

Dean came in from the hall and looked over at the vamp on the floor. He walked over with his machete and beheaded him. “Just in case.” Dean shrugged as he looked up at Sam.

“What happened?” Dean asked oblivious to what had went down while he fought the other vamp. Y/N stood there frozen, Sam stood up and walked over to her.

“Y/N?”

She looked up at her dad with frightened eyes and fell into his arms, hugging him as tight as she could.

“You okay?” Dean asked as he walked over to Jody.

“Yeah, I’ve been better.” She groaned as Dean helped her off the ground.

Sam carried Y/N back to the car, Dean helped Jody walk back. Jody explained what had happened, leaving out the part about Y/N. She knew that was a discussion that needed to be saved for later.

Y/N was silent the whole ride back to the motel. Sam was really worried about her, and what had happened back at the church. This was definitely something that needed to be addressed.

...................

Once everyone was back at the motel, they took turns showering and cleaning up from the hunt. While Y/N was showering, Sam pulled everyone aside to discuss what had happened.

“So this isn’t the first time she’s done this?” Jody questioned.

“No. Dean and I saw some signs when she was only three. She even mentioned that something happened at school, it sounded like the same thing.” Sam explained.

“What do you think it is? Does she know how to control it?” Jody asked.

“I don’t know. I’d like to talk to her about it but I don’t know if she’ll want to...” Sam sighed.

Y/N came out of the bathroom with her pajamas on. Everyone that was sitting at the table looked up at her.

“You guys are talking about me, aren’t you?” Y/N said as she dried her wet hair with a towel.

The three said nothing, not knowing how she felt about the situation.

“I’ll talk about it, if that’s what you guys want.” She offered. Everyone looked at each other in surprise.

Sam pulled out a chair and motioned for her to sit down. “So, what did you do to that vamp?” Sam asked in the most calm voice he had.

“I don’t know. I just started to feel really angry, when I saw him trying to hurt dad. It was like a force built up inside me that I had to let go. Then, as he was being dragged, it slowly started to fade away. I didn’t plan for that to happen....... Am I in trouble?” Y/N asked innocently.

“No. You’re not in trouble, we’re just trying to understand what happened.” Dean said.

“Did you see anything while you felt that way? Was something making you do that?” Sam asked.

“Nothing made me do anything. That’s what makes me confused. I felt the same thing at school when Hannah was teasing me. I didn’t expect it to happen, I didn’t know it was coming. It just happened.” Y/N explained.

Sam let out a breath. “Well, for now let’s just keep an eye on whatever this thing is until we can figure it out.” Y/N nodded.

“Well, it was nice seeing you guys, but I gotta get back to the girls.” Jody announced.

“Right. Thanks for coming out here Jody, it means a lot.” Dean thanked her.

Jody went over and hugged Y/N. “Thank you.” Y/N whispered to her. Jody smiled.

“Now what?” Sam asked. Dean stood there for a minute to think.

“Well, I guess I’m back to doing my thing.” Dean shrugged. Sam let out a small smile.

The hunt was over. It ended up being a regular hunt that wasn’t too complicated. That meant Sam and Y/N were going back to their life, and Dean back to his. Sam thought about hunting for a little bit, he and Dean did make a pretty good team. Sam didn’t miss hunting, but it didn’t feel right for his brother to leave.

“You know, if you wanted to, you could stay in town for a while.... I mean, it would be nice to have you around.” Sam offered.

Dean thought about it, but hunting was apart of him whether he liked it or not. He didn’t feel right without it. And with John still around somewhere, he wanted to go meet up with him. It did feel weird to just leave Sam again, but that was his life now.

“I gotta tell you, that would be nice, but I got a job to do.” Dean said.

“Right, of course. Couldn’t just have no one stopping those things.” The two laughed.

“Are you gonna come visit?” Y/N asked.

“Damn right I am!” Dean smiled.

“Cool.” Y/N smiled in a soft voice.

Dean checked out of the motel, Sam and Y/N gathered their things and went back home.

“So is that what hunting is like?” Y/N asked as Sam tucked her into bed.

“Pretty much. Depends on what the monster is and how many of them, but it can be intense. I’m really sorry you got dragged into all of this, sweetheart. I never wanted you to experience this, you’re too young and I never want you to feel like you have to be scared all the time.” Sam apologized.

“It’s okay dad. I know it was a spur of the moment type thing. I think it’s kind of cool that our family is secretly hunters.” Y/N said with optimism.

“Im glad you’re okay with it, but I don’t want you to get used to that. You should focus on school, sports, your friends. Just being a kid, that’s all I want you to worry about. Think of that as a one time thing, okay? Oh and, do not tell anyone about this. No one can know what we do or what you saw. Is that clear?” Sam explained.

“Clear..... Night daddy.” Y/N said as she slipped further under the covers.

Sam kissed her on the forehead and walked out. He was relieved to be home, but he was still worried about the future. Wondering if anything was going to change, now that Y/N knew the truth. Although he was glad she was handling it so well, it wasn’t a normal thing for a kid to experience. There was still one more mission Sam had to tackle. Figuring out what Y/N had that made her able to do things....

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