Teen Wolf [rewrite]

Eight [Pack Mentality]

Y/N was in the bathroom connected to her room when she heard her phone ring. She quickly ran back into her room, toothbrush in her mouth, and she unplugged her phone from her charger before she read the name of the person calling her so early in the morning. She smiled and quickly picked up.

"Hey Sammy," she mumbled, pulling the toothbrush out of her mouth and going back into the bathroom to spit the toothpaste out.

"Hi Y/N/N, how are you?" Sam's voice made her feel sad. She missed her brother so much.

"Meh, I'm okay. Dean's still asleep?" She put the phone on speaker and set it on the counter next to the sink. She washed her face while listening to Sam's answer.

"Surprisingly not. He went to buy some food though, we are running low on road snacks. I just wanted to call you to tell you about the stuff you asked about. I didn't want Dean to hear, probably for the same reason you asked me instead of him," Sam said. Y/N made a face at herself in the mirror and sighed.

"From the sound of your voice, there's something more. Spill." She looked at her phone as if it was Sam and frowned. She heard him sigh and mumble something about her being annoying with being able to tell when something has been bothering him since she was little.

"Uhm, we are not really talking to each other?" Sam said. Y/N rolled her eyes.

"What did you do now?"

"Me? Why do you think I did something?" Sam asked.

"Well because he usually gets mad at you for doing something, but true, true you can get mad also. But you're like this big walking puppy so you know-"

"He killed Amy." Sam interrupted his sister. Y/N stared at her phone with opened mouth.

"Amy? Like killed-her-mother-to-save-you Amy? When? Why? How?" She grabbed her phone and looked at the clock. She still had something around two hours before school was supposed to start.

"Yeah that Amy. Uhm her son needed the live food to stay alive. I let her go. Dean tracked her down and killed her." Sam said. Y/N groaned.

"Yeah, don't mention anything I texted you to him. He would come here and kill literally everyone." She sighed.

"Anyway, back to the thing you asked. I couldn't find anything about wolfbane being used for burial. But I think it might be something werewolves do like a tradition?"

"Yeah, that's what I thought too. I'm gonna tell Stiles there was nothing."

"Stiles? What kind of name is that?" Sam laughed.

"Shut up, I think it's cute," Y/N giggled into the phone.

"Cute? Does the youngest Winchester finally have a crush?" Sam teased. Y/N gasped.

"Sam! Why does everyone think I like him?" She asked.

"I didn't ask if you liked him, I asked if you had a crush on him," she could hear Sam laugh at the other side of the phone.

"Welp.. Hehe." Y/N let out an awkward laugh and looked outside.

"Okay I'm gonna go now, Dean just parked outside. If you'll have some wolf trouble call me. And if you will have wolf trouble that needs killing, call Dean."

"I will. Say hi to Dean from me please. Bye Sammy," Y/N teared up. She quickly blinked to get rid of the tears in her eyes.

"Bye Y/N/N," he chuckled and hung up. Y/N put the phone down and threw herself into her pillows. She missed her brothers a lot.