This time Sam was driving, I was laying down flat in the backseat.
"Vampire, best in groups of 8 to 10, the smaller packs are sent out to hunt for food, victims are taken to the nest, where the pack keeps them alive, bleeding them for days or weeks, I wonder it that's what happened to the 911 couple." Dean read.
"That's probably what dad's thinking, of course it would be nice if he just told us what he thinks." Sam muttered.
"So it is starting." Dean pressed his lips into a thin line.
"What?"
"Sam, we've been looking for dad all year, now we're not with him for more than a couple hours and there's static already."
At this moment, I pulled out Sam's computer and continued my research on my parents, completely ignoring my brothers bickering. I had figured out something cool. I made magic appear out of both of my hands and covered my ears with them. The red transparency covered my ears as I dropped my hands. Complete silence, I can only see my brothers mouths moving.
After a few minutes, I released the magic from my ears to hear where my brothers were in their conversation.
"Yeah well maybe that worked when we were kids, but not anymore all right, not after everything you, I and pea have been through, Dean."
I put my hand back up to my ear and made the magic block them out, yet again.
After what felt like forever, I was pulled back into my chair with force. I quickly unblocked my ears.
"What the fuck!" I yelled.
Sam had revved the engine and speed up. He passed John and pulled up right in front of him, flooring the break causing John to hault.
Sam got out of the Impala angrily.
"Oh crap here we go." Dean and I said in unison as we followed.
"What the hell was that?" John said meeting us in between both cars.
"We need to talk." Sam declared.
"About what."
"About everything."
They were in eachothers faces now as Dean and I caught up.
"Where we going dad, what's the big deal about this gun?"
"Sammy come on, we can q&a after we kill all the vampires." Dean stated.
I stood next to Dean with my arms crossed.
"Your brother's right, we don't have time for this." John admitted.
"Last time we saw you, you said it was too dangerous to be together, now out of the blue you need our help, now obviously something big's going down, and we want to know what." Sam yelled.
"Get back in the car." John commanded.
"No."
"I said get back in the damn car."
"Yeah, and I said no."
I've learned to stay quiet during these little harrah's.
"All right, you made your point tough guy, look we're all tired, we can talk about this later, I mean it Sammy come on."
Dean grabbed Sam's chest and shoved him back. He then grabbed my hand and pulled me to my door. As the three of us were walking back Sam mumbled.
"This is why I left in the first place."
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Harley Winchester - Season 1- Supernatural Rewrite
FanfictionHi, I'm Harley Winchester. The best 20 year old Winchester you'll ever meet. I'm the Winchester's younger sister. John found me and took me in. Sam and Dean treat me like I'm blood. My brothers mean the world to me. I would die for them. Don't belie...
