Dean's POV:
I can see the resemblance now. We both have the same eyes. How is she mixed up in all this? She's just sitting on the bed,looking around. My eye catches something shiny on her wrist. I clear my throat. Her head snaps up, she looks at me cocking her head, analysing me.
"Where did you get the bracelet." I ask, in a bored voice.
"My mom gave it to me, she said it used to be dad's but I don't think so. It's to feminine." She says twisting around her wrist.
"Let me see." I say holding out my hand. She looks at me pointedly.
"No. It's mine." I roll my eyes.
"Then hold out your wrist." She looks at me, weighing her options then, slowly holds out her arm. I look at the bracelet, twisting it around. Then I come across a charm. It's the hunters sign. Then I look over the bracelet again. I've seen this before... Where have I seen it before? Then it dawns on me. When I was sent back in time and saw my mom. She had this. Dad must have taken it off the night stand before our house burnt down. I let go.
"Where's your mom?" Her eyes get really sad. Then she almost whispers,
"My mom died in a fire when I was a baby," I look at Sammy, he has a sad look in his eyes.
"So did your dad take care of you?" It would explain why he was always gone. She shakes her head.
"No, I live with my aunt, and uncle, but I mostly stay at my friend, Angelina's house."
"Would you like to tell me, why you had the King of Hell, staring you in the face?" I ask desperate to change the subject.
"I don't know, I was out on a normal hunt when I was grabbed," she says, "then I was knocked unconscious, woke up in a dark, smelly room, with Crowley asking me a bunch of questions"
"What sort of questions?" Asks Taylor. I look at her, her blue eyes wary.
"One was, 'where are they?' And when I asked who he said, 'where's Dean Winchester,' I said I only knew one Winchester and that was myself. Then he slapped me. Oh, he also asked, 'where's John,' and I said I don't know. Buy why does the King of Hell, Crowley, want to know where my, our dad is?" She has a lot of questions. But I'm starting to think she doesn't know that dad is dead.
"Nichol, do you know that dad's, um, dead." Her face drops.
She didn't know, I guess.
"Okay, so I'm officially an orphan." She said. Tears threatening to spill.
"No, your not, you have us and your friend, plus you're a Winchester." She half smiles.
So I know 3 things for sure. One, I have a sister, two dad's an asshole, and three I'm screwed.
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Winchester Sisters
FanfictionWhat if the Brothers had a sister? What if they had two sisters? It's a shame that one was raised a demon. Separated at a young young age they will have to face what will happen alone.
