Sam and Dean's Sister

Finally

         ~~~Third person P.O.V~~~  

         "You know I love you three as if you were my own children," Bobby said, looking at Sam, and Dean, "You also know I promised your dad I'd protect you three. That said, I know you need Patty, because the whole 'young virgin women's blood being pure and valuable for spells,'  and her powers, and what not. I know that will draw a lot of demons out, but, if she ends up dead," he paused looking each of them dead in the face, "You'll be a pair of dead idjets. Ya understand?" He finished. "Yep, loud and clear." Dean said coolly. Sam, on the other hand, looked kinda nervous. Dean clapped him on the back, saying, "Ahhh, don't worry Sammy! We protected her in the past, I'm sure we'll be able to protect her now." "You do realize that she's a young adult, right?" Bobby said, "She may not always want to play by the rules." Dean smirked, "Runs in the family." He then proceded to the window to call Patricia inside.

~~~Patricia P.O.V~~~

       I stood outside in the cool, crisp fall air. I was excited, but nervous. I knew Sam, Dean, Uncle Bobby and Castiel would do everything they could to not only keep me safe, but help my power develop. I shuddered thinking about the intense burning I felt over my heart the night I got my first rune. Thanking God, it was the rune of angelic power, and not a demonic one. As a slight breeze blew by, I pushed my dark brown bangs back, and zipped my black leather jacket up about half way.  I gave a light sigh, I was gonna miss being here with Uncle Bobby. My fingers lightly traced the rune over my heart, it was hard to imagine that such a simple mark, could mean so much, could put the people I care about most in the world in so much danger. "Thanks again, Castiel," I muttered under my breath sincerely, "You don't understand how much you helped me that night." I sighed again.

       "Don't worry about it," Castiel said, appearing out of no where, making me jump. I looked at him, not sure whether or not to ask, deciding to just do it. "Uhhmmm, Castiel?" I spoke softly, "What would've happened to me if my rune was a demonic one?" He met my eyes, "I don't think you want to know, but there's no time to get into that." He said, then vanished. "Wait!" I called. "PATRICIA!" Dean screamed, scaring me about half to death. "Jerk!"  I thought as I stomped up the stairs in my thick combat boots. "WHAT?!" I screamed when I hit the top. "Hey, you ready?" Sam asked. "I guess," I replied.  "You guess?" Dean asked, raising an eyebrow. I wasn't sure how I was gonna tell then how skeptical I was about this whole thing, maybe I should stay here with Uncle Bobby, maybe at least until my powers developed more...
"No!" My subconscious screamed, "You have waited far too long to live out your dreams, now you finally have the chamce! Are you seriously gonna just let it fly out the window?!"
"Yeah," I said with confidence, "I'm ready to go."