Part of the Family (Supernatural Fanfic)

Chapter One

A/N: I recently became a HUGE fan of Supernatural so I thought I'd write a fanfic about it. I hope you like it!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters who appeared in the Supernatural tv show series. I do however own the character Leann (Lee), Bill, and Patty.
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I wake up to my alarm blaring the chorus of the song "All out of Love" by Air Supply. 'God I hate this song' I think.
I slowly sat up in my bed. As I looked around I found that I was in yet another motel. I don't own a home. I'm a hunter, so I'm always traveling. I get up and walk to the bathroom. As I look in the mirror, I almost scare my self to death. My hair is in a VERY messy bun on the top of my head and I have makeup smeared under my eyes.
I turn the shower on and get in. The warm water feels nice on my skin. I wash my hair and then quickly get out, knowing that I have to hurry to the diner next door.
I throw my clothes on quickly and go to the diner. I seat myself behind two good-looking men. I then realize that they are the Winchester boys. I order a cup of coffee and a banana nut muffin to go because the boys are leaving and I'm supposed to follow them. Orders from John Winchester, their dad. He's the one who taught me how to hunt.
I go to the front desk of the motel and give them the keys from my room. I get into my car and follow the boys to their next case. The entire drive, I can't stop thinking about Dean, the older one, and Sam, the taller one.

It's been eight hours until we've gotten to Chicago, Illinois. I'm exhausted and I assume the boys are too because they are pulling into a motel parking lot. I decide to just drive past so they don't think I'm following them, then I'll go back and check in.
Soon, I turn around and go back to the motel. As soon as I pull in, I grab my meager supply of belongings and head to the front desk and ask for a room. The woman at the front desk hands me a key to room 103. I go straight to the room and as soon as I get in, I lay down on the bed and go to sleep.
When I wake up in the morning, I grab a different set of clothes- skinny jeans, boots, white t-shirt and a brown leather jacket- and head to the bathroom for a shower.
I get out of the shower and put my clothes on, all the while being anxious to get to the diner the boys will go to. I grab my laptop and get into my car and drive to the diner.
When I get there, I get a booth three tables away from Sam and Dean. I order a cup of coffee and a pancake. I pull out my laptop and lookup any weird things happening in Chicago. I find that there have been demonic omens-lightning storms, mutilated cows, etc.- so I figure that's why they're here. I formulate a plan on where the boys will be going to and when I should get there.
First they will be going to the police station as FBI Agents to ask if there have been any odd or mysterious deaths. They will also ask how long they've been going on for. Second, they will go to friends and family members as FBI Agents to ask if the victims have been acting weird or if anyone would want revenge on them. Third, they will go to the places where people were killed and see if they can find any evidence of demons. Once they do, they will go around looking for the demons so they can kill those evil S.O.B.'s.
After I've formulated the plan, I follow the boys to the police station. I sit in my car and watch them walk into the building. After about half an hour, they walk out, talking. I pull out of the lot and go to the next place-the first vics parents house.
When I get there, I park the car and wait until the boys get to the house and walk in. An hour later, they come back out, talking once again. We all drive to where the first person was killed.
Once I get there, I decide its best if I go back to the motel and wait for them to get back, because I know they will go to the motel then kick some butt.
As I'm driving back to the motel, I can't help but think that this is so exciting. I finally get to meet Sam and Dean Winchester. I've been following them around the U.S. for the past month, but only recently have I been less discreet about it.
I get to the motel and enter my room. When I think about the list of things I have to do, finding that everything was done, I decide to take a nap for a few hours.

I wake up to the roar of an engine. I get up quickly and run to the window, making sure that Sam and Dean weren't leaving. I'm out of luck. I grabbed my gun, flashlight, knife, salt, holy water and car keys and ran as fast as I could to the car. I got in and turned on the car and started in the direction that I saw the boys go. I eventually find them and begin to relax a little. I look at the time. It's eight o' clock! I had been sleeping for four hours. Then I register a feeling in my stomach. "I'm starving." I say out loud.
We soon arrive at the place. I watch the boys get out of the Impala and into the apartment building. I quietly get out of the car and walk to the side of the building, gun in hand. I make sure neither of the boys are near the door, then I sneak through it. Once I'm through, I follow the footsteps that I hear. Once I'm about 100 yards away from them and out of sight, I stop. They have just rounded a corner and I can hear one of them picking a lock. When I hear the door close, I go over and stand next to the door. Soon enough, I hear gun shots, grunting, and someone, or something being thrown against the wall.
I have to fight the urge to walk in there and shoot those demons. But once I hear one of the boys-I think Sam- shrieking in pain, I burst in there and start shooting. I make a quick sloppy circle of salt around the demon and Sam and begin to exorcise the demon out of that person. Soon enough, black smoke is pouring out of the poor persons mouth. Sam is let go by the demon and looks at me strangely.
I feel a tug on my ponytail and I'm pinned against the wall with a knife at my throat. "Who are you? What are you doing here?" Dean yells in my face.
"Dean stop! She-" Sam tries.
"Shut up Sam!" Dean yells at his brother. While he's looking away I manage to push him onto the floor and get my gun out and point it at him.
"Man, John told me you two were a handful but I didn't think that you would pin your own cousin to the wall with a knife at her throat." I say, all the while rubbing at my neck.
"Cousin?" Dean scoffs. "Mom was an only child and dad was an only child. I doubt that we have any cousins."
"John never told you?" I ask. Dean raises an eyebrow at me. "He has a brother. My dad, Bill. Bill Winchester. Well, I should say had. He passed 14 years ago."
Dean still didn't believe me. "Who are you?"
"Dean, I'm still your cousin. That fact hasn't changed since I told you that not two minutes ago." I don't expect the salt to appear in my face. "I'm not a demon. See I have some holy water right here." I pull it out and begin to chug it. "See, no demons here. You can even call John. He'll tell you."
"We can't call John. We haven't been able to get in touch with him at all." Dean says, still scowling. "Are you a hunter?"
"Yessir. Been a hunter since I was nine." I say confidently.
Sam looks at me, surprised. "Nine?! Why so young?"
"Because my parents were both killed by demons and I was all alone. John found me all by myself at home, and he taught me how to hunt."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry." Sam says. He looks at me with sympathy but Dean looks at me with plain old annoyance.

"Cry me a river." Dean says. Sam shoots him a look that tells him to back off.

"You still don't believe me." I say to Dean.

He scoffs. "What part?"

"Me being your cousin." I say, pulling out my phone. I dial John's number and put the phone to my ear. John answers. "Hey Uncle John!" I say in a tone that means go along. "It's Leann. Deanno here doesn't believe me that I'm his cousin. Could you tell him?"
"Sure," John says. I hand the phone to Dean who smirks at me, annoyed.
"Dad?" Dean says. There's a short pause. "Where the hell have you been?! We've tried to reach you but you never answer!!! And what is with this 'Leann' girl anyways? Is she really our cousin?" Another pause, but a little longer this time. "You have got to be friggin' kidding me." He looks at me. "Ok. Bye." He hands the phone back to me.
I grin at him. "So now do you believe me?" He doesn't respond. "I'll take that as a yes."
"Well," Sam says. "We should get going back to our motel. We'll see you later."
"See you later." I say. I walk out and go to my car. I get in, amused, and start the engine. I follow behind the boys back to the motel.
When we get to the lot of the motel, I park right next to the Impala. Dean gets out. "What the hell?!" He yells. "Why are you following us?"
"What? This is where I'm staying." I grin.
"You have got to be kidding me." He murmurs. Sam looks amused. Dean looks at Sam. "When you said 'see you later', I didn't think you meant it literally." After that, he goes into him and Sam's room. I go into the room next to theirs. Dean looks at me and it looks like his head is about to explode.
"Sorry man." I say. "Purely chance." With that, I go into my room. I'm exhausted so I quickly change, brush my teeth, and fall asleep.


I wake up to knocking on my door. I go over and look through the peep hole. I see that it's Sam. I open the door. "Good morning!" He says happily.
"Morning." I say. He hands me a cup of coffee.
"So," he says. "I've convinced Dean to let you come along with us on the road. Would you like to join us?"
"Sure!" I say. "I'd love to! But are you sure Dean's alright with it?"
"Oh yeah, eventually you'll grow on him." He says. "You wanna come eat breakfast with us?"
"Sure." I say. "I'll be right out." I close the door and get my clothes on. I walk out of the room. I ride in the Impala with the boys. "Dean, why do you hate me so much? You just met me."
Dean looks at me. "I have problems trusting people I've just met. How am I supposed to know you're not a demon or shapeshifter or whatever the hell else there is? But after last night, you're beginning to grow on me." Sam looks at me. I smile back at him. But my smile quickly fades. 'You have to tell him.' I think. 'He has to know.'
"Can I call you Lee?" Dean asks, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Sure Dean." I say. We get to the diner and we are seated in a booth. I order coffee, two pancakes, two eggs, and sausage.
"Wow, you can eat!" Dean says.
"I didn't eat dinner last night." I say through a mouthful of eggs. Dean laughs at me. I try to smile but that smile turns into a frown. 'Tell them. Tell them now.' I think. I swallow my food and put my fork down. "Listen guys. There's something I need to tell you."
Sam looks at me worried. "What is it, Leann?"
"Well, you probably won't believe me, but, I'm adopted." Dean laughs.
"So?" Dean says.
"And John is my biological father. Mary is my biological mother." The boys look at me surprised.
"Uh, no. That is not true. Uh-huh, nope not true." Dean tries to convince himself.
"Here's my birth certificate." I say pulling it out. They read it. It says 'Leann Mary Winchester, born May 2, 1983, Lawrence, Kansas, daughter of Mary Winchester and John Winchester. Adopted to Bill Yancey and Patty Yancey.'

Sam looks up at me. "So... We're twins?"