"Okay. Let me out." Sam demands. "This is not funny."
"Damn straight." Dean states.
"Dean, Ash, come on. This is crazy." Sam says.
"No." Dean argues. "Not until you dry out."
"Look, I'm sorry." Sam apologises. "I shouldn't have lied to you two. Just open the door."
"You don't have to apologise. It's not your fault." I say. "It's not your fault that you lied to us over and over. I get it now. You couldn't help it."
"I'm not some junkie." Sam protests.
"Really? I guess we've just imagined how strung out you've been lately." Dean retorts.
"You're actually trying to twist this into some kind of ridiculous drug intervention?" Sam asks.
"If it smells like a duck." Dean replies.
"Dean, Ash, I'm not drinking the demon blood for kicks." Sam insists. "I'm getting strong enough to kill Lilith."
"Strong?" I question.
"Yeah." Sam answers.
"This is about as far away from strong as you can get." Dean argues. "Try weak. Try desperate. Pathetic."
"Killing Lilith is what matters." Sam states. "Or are you so busy being self-righteous you forgot about her?"
"Oh, Lilith's gonna die. Bobby, Ash and I will kill her. But not with you." Dean explains.
"You're not serious." Sam protests.
"Congrats, Sammy. You just bought yourself a bench-warmer seat to the apocalypse." I comment.
"Dean, Ash, look-no, wait-" Dean shuts the window cover and latches it. "Come back here. Dean! Ash! Let me out of here! Guys! Let me out of here! Let me out! Dean! Ash!" Dean walks away and I stay where I am, looking longingly at the door. All I want to do is open the door and throw my arms around Sam to tell him that 'it's going to be okay'. Dean grasps my hand and pulls me along with him before taking us outside.
"Ash, you gotta not go down there. Not unless me or Bobby are with you." I open my mouth to protest. "I saw the look you had down the Ash. You looked like you were going to fling open the door any second."
"Because Sam is our brother, Dean." I argue. "And I know that you've known him longer than I-"
"Stop right there." Dean interrupts with a fierce look of determination which makes me look away. "You're our sister, Ash. It doesn't matter how long we've known you because we love you just as much as we do each other. We may have been a bit hesitant and distant to begin with but that was worry for that fact that if we got close to you, then demons might use you against us. You should of seen us after you got kidnapped by demons, Ash. It was not pretty. We were beside ourselves with anger." I turn my head towards him. "Anger because you got kidnapped and anger at ourselves for letting you get kidnapped. After rescuing from the kidnapping, you said that you wanted to be a hunter , so we trained you, and let ourselves grow closer as a family. It doesn't matter whether we are half siblings or not. You are still our sister." Dean envelopes me in a hug before letting go after a few moments.
"No chick flick moments, right?" I predict.
"Yep." Dean replies. "Let's go inside." I flinch as I here Sam's shouting from up here.
"It's late. I'm just gonna go to my room and sleep." I say to Dean before walking up the stairs to my room. I fall asleep onto my bed and was out in a matter of seconds.
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The Winchester Sister
FanfictionDean and Sam Winchester have a younger sister, Ashlee, and by younger, I mean she is 14 years old. Told you, younger! Anyway, the guys discovered they had a sister after their father, John, died. She called them, crying, about how her mum was murde...