I'm coming home

Leaving

10 years later

"Come on De give it back!" I heard my 10 year old brother shouting from the other room.
"No way it's mine! Sarah gave it to me!" Shouted back a cocky 14 year old Dean
"but you said I could read it!"
"Yeah after I finish and I'm barely done!"
Sighing I put down my book I was reading and walked into the room. Dad and me trained the boys in the hunter life. Well dad trained them more roughly then me. Always on the move trying to find what killed our mom. Occasionally we would stay at Bobbys a lot. He was more of a dad to me and the boys. I feel terrible about saying that but ever since mom he....changed. Sam and Dean now both know how to use a gun even through Sam found out about everything only two years ago.

Dean and Sam were wrestling on the ground. Both trying to grab a Batman comic I gave Dean for his birthday. It's a rare one and it took me forever to find it.
"Give it back bitch!"
"It's my turn jerk!"
"You idgits done?" I said smirking while leaning against the door frame.
There eyes snapped up to me. Green and brown. I tried not to laugh at their position.
"Sarah please tell him that it's my comic and that you gave it to me!" Exclaimed Dean
"Sarah please tell him that he needs to learn to stop being a jerk and share!"
"Shut up bitch!" And they started to wrestle again.
I took off my black leather jacket exposing my ACDC tank top and got in the middle of there fight.
"Ok you idgits break it up!" I picked up Dean who struggled in my grasp trying to get to Sam.
"Dean don't make me use the secret weapon!" I warned playfully
"You wouldn't dare!" He shouted back
"Wanna bet?"
"What's you get for being a jerk." Mumbled Sam
"That's it!" Shouted Dean finally breaking from my grasp and tackling Sam again.
I shook my head smiling at the ceiling 'your boys mom'. I said in my head with disbelief
"Dean get off me! Lose some weight!"
I looked over at them and saw Sam laying on his stomach pounding his fists and legs into the carpet. Dean sat on top of him arms crossed.
I snuck up behind and tackled Dean to the ground.
"I warned you."
"Wait Sarah d- NO! SARAH!"
I dug my fingers into his sides tickling him.
"NOHOHO STHAHAP!" He laughed squirming in my grasp
"It's time for you to learn a lesson and not pick on your little brother." I teased
Sam crawled over and started helping me by poking at his stomach
"SAM DOHOHNT HELP HEHEHER!"
"It's what you get you jerk!"
"Oh your not off the hook ether Sammy boy!"
I let Dean go only to grabbed Sam by his ankle and dig into his ribs. His head threw back in adorable laugher.
Times like this were rare. Both boys had to grow up too fast and they never had times like this to just act like kids.
"STHOHOHAP!"
"Don't worry Sammy I'll save you!"
Before I could react I was jumped from behind by Dean and fell off him
"Revenge!" He cried and he soon had me in hysterics. Both of my little brothers scratched at my sensitive stomach
"OK OK HAHAH YOU WIN!"
Both boys stopped and laid down on both sides of me. We all panted letting out giggles of exhaustion.
"Here Sammy." Dean handed the comic over to Sam but pushed it away
"No De it's yours."
"How about to avoid further argument how bout I read it."
Dean nodded handing me the comic as they both scooted closer to me.
I was about to read when-
SCREECH!
We all jumped at the noise and turned our attention to the motel door as it bursted open. Reveling a very drunk John Winchester.
"Boys come here!" He ordered
We all sat up and I watched as the boys walked over to dad. I started getting nervous.
"Yes sir?" They both asked
"Take this."
He handed a gun to Dean
"what do you want-"
"Aim it at your sister."
I froze in my place.
"W-what?"
"You heard me. I finally figured it out. It was your fault!" He slurs stumbling over to me
"Dad calm down your drunk!" I shouted
"You left us! And that thing came and you weren't there. It should of killed you!"
This wasn't the first time he said this to me but it wasn't this bad. He never ordered the boys to aim anything at me.
"Shoot her." He ordered Dean
"No." Dean said firmly
"Your weak." Dad ripped the gun from his arms and pushed him to the ground
"I'll do it!"
"Dad no!" Sam screeched running in front of me.
"Sam!" I cried as I pushed him out of the way.
I heard the gun go off but I missed luckily.
"You got in my way boy!" Shouted dad
He pulled Sam up and punched him
"DONT YOU TOUCH HIM!" I screamed slapping my own father across the face.
He stumbled back shocked at my move. I glared at him and turned to help Sam up who was in tears.
"It's ok Sammy boy." I whispered clutching him.
Dean came over gripping face
"You ok Sammy."
He nodded
Just then I was roughly pulled back and pinned against a wall. My dads green eyes were filled with rage and his breath reeked of alcohol.
"How dare you!" He growled
"Dad. Please. Your drunk this isn't you." I pleaded calmly
He threw me to the ground and took his shot gun
"Dad!" The three of us shouted but it was to late.
A boom went off and a pain entered my stomach.
I looked down to see blood pouring from it.
I laid down as it started to engulf me.
Two crying faces appeared in front of me and a horrified one.
"Sarah don't you dare close those eyes!" Ordered Dean gripping my face. But it was to late darkness and pain finally took over and I blacked out.

Deans POV

I sat in the back of the impala with Sarah's head in my lap. Sam sat in front tears streaming down his face.
"Dad drive faster!" I ordered
I could tell he was still drunk but gained my focus then he did before. He was muttering a series of 'I'm sorrys' over and over and I just couldn't take it any more!
"Dad shut up!" I usually respect the man but he just shot my big sister. I was beyond pissed
"You should be sorry!"
He stayed silent but zoomed in faster
I looked at Sarah smoothing down her red hair. She promised to take care of us. She can't die like this. Not like this.
"Please don't do this to me. Just stop this." I rested my forehead on hers and let out muffled cries.

Finally we made it to the hospital. Dad picked her up bridal style and we all ran in.
"Help! My daughter been shot!" He screamed
Doctors came out admittedly taking her away
I tried to running after her with Sammy but she was brought into a special room.

"Her vitals are dropping!" Shouted one as me and Sam peered into the room.
They started breathing into her mouth trying to start her heart. She can't do this to us. She can't die.
Just the we were pulled back. We were being dragged away from the room by dad
"Dad what are you doing!"
"She's good as dead. We got to leave."
I struggled in his grip
"No! Sarah!" We both kicked and screamed all the way to the impala being forced into the car. And that was the last time I saw my sister. All I knew was that she had died. And it was because of my dad

Sarah's pov
Beep. Beep. Beep.
A constant beeping woke me up. My head spun and my stomach had a sharp pain in it. I'll staring at a white ceiling and then it all came to me. Dad. Sam. Dean. Gun!
I shot up in my bed breathing heavily.
"Sam! Dean!" I called frantically
I was alone in the room in till nurses came in
"Ms. Winchester! Calm down!" Said one pushing me back into the bed. But I refused
"Where am I?! Where are my brothers and my dad?!"
"Your in the hospital miss! You had a fatal gun shot to the stomach."
I stopped struggling
"I-I'm in the h-hospital?"
She nodded
I sat up strait
"You almost died miss its a miracle you survived."
I breathed out and looked around
"We're there 3 boys here? One man and two little boys?"
"Yes but they left 20 minutes after they brought you here."
They left? Why would they leave me?

A few hours later I checked myself out of the hospital and hot-wired a car taking it to the motel we stayed at.
When I got there the impala was gone only my mustang. It was true. They really did left.
I got into my car and took out my phone. I called John then both boys but no answer.
I sighed and leaned my head on the wheel. A tear slide down my face. I would never think that he would leave me. He took them with him too.

I sat up strait and whipped my eyes. Maybe this was a new beginning. Maybe it's a good thing they left me. I could do what I want now. Hunt on my own and not have to worry about taking care of my brothers. But as I looked at the little photo of both my brothers taped to my dash board a pang of sadness struck me.
I shook my head taking it off and stuffing it into my pocket.

It's time to start my next chapter in life....