A Multifandom Collection of Short Stories

12: Family Don't End In Blood; Part 3

7 months later

After many unsuccessful tries to find my father (Bobby and Sam didn't want me living with my mother), Bobby took me in as his surrogate daughter, making Sam and Dean my brothers. Bobby sent me to a high school in Sioux Falls. Jody Mills would come out and pick me up in the mornings and take me to school. Then she'd drop me off again in the afternoon. I've grown really close to her as well. Everyday after school, Sam and Dean train me for hunting. Dean's taught me to shoot, knife fighting skills, hand to hand combat, mostly the fighting skills. Sam had my head in the books, teaching me what kills what, and telltale signs of most creatures. But now, none of them will let me go out on hunts except Dean.

"It's been months! Why am I still benched? I'm seventeen now, Sam!" I shout, locked in a, so far, week-long argument with Sam.

"No. I said no and Bobby said no."

"But Dean said yes, and I want to. I want to help."

"We're trying to protect you from your imminent death."

"I'm with you guys, I'll die anyway. Even if I'm here. Let me get some action. Please. You've seen my training. I'm ready!"

"All that training and studying wasn't for hunting. It was only for emergency situations here."

"You're so lame, Sammy." He laughs and scoops me up off the ground into a hug.

"I'm just trying to protect you."

"I know."

"I love you, Jones Casey-Singer-Winchester."

"I love you, too, big brother." Sam sets me down and gives me a kiss on the forehead.

"Are you hungry?"

"No, not really. I think I'm going to take this book about gods and read outside."

"Ok, call me if you need anything. You remember the safe word?"

"Kansas. I won't forget."

"Are you packing?"

"Always." I grin at Sam.

"Okay. Be back before dinner."

"I will." I kiss my brother on the cheek and go outside. I find a car hidden away in the back of the lot. I crawl into the back seat and curl up with my book about gods. About an hour later, my phone rings. Quickly glancing at the caller ID, I see it's Dean. He's out on a hunt with Bobby, so it's weird that he's calling me.

"Hey Dean. ¿Qué pasa?"

"Ah, you must be Jones. The beloved sister of Dean and daughter of Bobby here." I'm scared out of my mind that the voice isn't Dean's, but I put up my tough façade.

"Who is this?"

"Oh, just an angry nest of vamps that shouldn't have been messed with. I just thought someone should tell you that your brother and father were going to die."

"Let me talk to my brother."

"Fine. You're on speaker."