Part of the Family (Supernatural Fanfic)

Chapter Three

A/N: Ok, so I hope you enjoyed the first two chapters of my fanfic. I know I like it. I'm trying to update everyday, but if not, ever other day. I'm also thinking of doing another fanfic as a sequel to this later. But that's still a long way down the road.

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I wake up in the back seat of the Impala. "Where are we?" I ask. 

Sam looks at me, then looks at Dean. He whispers something to him that I don't understand. It seems like Dean is trying to stifle a laugh. "What's so funny, Dean?" Dean lets out a laugh and looks at me through the mirror.

"See for yourself." He says, turning the mirror toward me. I nearly scream. I have a mustache drawn above my upper lip from ear to ear.

"Dean!" I yell. "You jerk!"

"Leann, calm down. He did the same to me." Sam says to me, pulling out his phone. He shows me a picture of him with the same mustache but also a uni-brow and sideburns. I try not to laugh. I fail miserably."Go ahead, laugh. It's practically what you look like." I stop laughing and just glare at him.

"Do you guys play pranks on each other alot?" I ask.

Dean nods. "I'm always playing pranks on Sammy. We used to do them all the time."

"Wow you guys sure do share a lot of memories." I say, sort of sadly.

Sam looks at me. "We're going to make lots of memories. All of us. Together." He tells me.

"Yeah I'm sure we will." I say. I can't help but smile. "Can we stop at a gas station?"

"Why?" Dean asks.

"So I can wash the mustache off of my face." I reply.

"Fine." He whines.

We stop at the nearest gas station. When I walk in, I get so many stares that I have to pick up a big bag of chips and hold it up in front of my face.

I walk into the bathroom and look in the mirror. I look ridiculous with the mustache. I quickly grab the soap and wash my face off. I walk out and see that there's a case of pies. I decide to buy one because I love me some pie. I choose an apple pie and decide I'll share with the boys. I go up to the cashier. He looks at me. "What was with the mustache?" He asks.

"I'm on the road with two brothers. Ones older, the other is my twin. Surprisingly, it was the older one. My twin is very mature." I say thinking I may have revealed too much. But the guy just looks at me with sympathy.

"I grew up in a home with two older brothers. I know what it's like growing up with brothers."

"I didn't grow up with them. I recently met them." I say.

"Oh, how recently?" The guy asks.

"Um, just two days ago." I say, feeling like the guy is flirting. "Ok well I better get going now." I grab the pie and walk out of the door. I look through the windshield and see Dean's face light up when he sees the pie. I get into the back seat. "You guys want-" I start but then I see Sam shaking his head no violently. I grab the fork and take a bite of the pie. "Mmmm, I love me some pie!" I say. Dean looks at me, desperate. I guess he likes pie too.

He snatches the pie from me and takes a huge mouthful. "You shouldn't have gotten that." Sam says. "He makes emotional attachments to his pie." I look at Dean and see him shoveling the pie into his mouth. I take the pie back. He looks at me with a mad face.