Winchester Sister Imagines (Editing in Progress)

The Youngest Winchester

(Finished Being Edited!)
Hey everyone this is my first fanfic I am just testing this out I've written fanfic before but not for supernatural just for 5 seconds of summer so here goes nothing:
"Y/N!!"
Your older brother Sam yelled at you startling you awake from yet another nightmare. Sitting up and rubbing your eyes. You saw a very worried Sam looking deep into your tired eyes, and you sighed seeing that it was still dark out you said to him:
"Sorry Sammy, I didn't mean to wake you up again. Some of us have to get some sleep if we hope to take down that vamp nest tomorrow." Sam looked at you. He could tell through your demeanor that you were terrified of the nightmare you had just had. But you were trying to play it off like you were fine. Like you always did. He smiled sympathetically at you and you knew what he was about to say before he even said it:
"It's ok kiddo, and don't worry about that vamp nest at least Dean will be fully charged for tomorrow...."
He chuckled, gesturing to a sleeping Dean. Who was exhausted from being up all of the night before because of your nightmares. Sam continued saying:
"listen, (Y/N), I think it's about time we talked about these nightmares of yours I...."
You interrupted him saying:
"Definitely not Sam, don't like talking about my feelings, and my nightmares. Before you say it, cause I know you will. I don't want to talk bout my boyfriend's death with you either. ok? goodnight!"
You had done it now. You snapped at one of the only people who cared about how you felt, and you felt terrible about it. Though you couldn't control it, it was almost as if something came over you, and you just lashed out for no reason. So you rolled over and heard Sam say very softly:
"Um ok, but if you ever want to talk. Please let me know, goodnight bug."
He placed a soft kiss to your head. Going to lay in his own bed. Leaving you to stifle your sobs and try to regain your composure enough to fall back asleep. Sleep soon overtook your frightened body again putting you back into another nightmare. But this one, this one was different...
...(Dream)...
You were on a hunt, you and your boyfriend Evan had been hunting the shifter that killed his mom and falsely put his dad behind bars. You had just killed the damn thing but when you turned to look at your boyfriend. Hoping to see a happy overjoyed Evan. You saw your worst nightmare had come to life. Turned out the shifter had a friend he had been working with, and that friend just stabbed Evan through his back and out his gut. You screamed:
"No, NO EVAN!"
Blood trickled from his mouth as he collapsed on the floor. In a fit of rage you picked up the silver blade about to kill the son of a bitch (like you usually do in your nightmare). But sam and Dean showed up and they killed it and came to comfort you. Then all three of you were ambushed by what seemed to be a nest of shifters. You three fought off most of them until Sam got shot by an armed shifter. You dropped your weapon running over to Sam who was now bleeding profusely from his chest. Hearing another gunshot you turned praying that it was Dean shooting a shifter and not the other way around. You turned around to see you had guessed wrong and ran to Deans side sobbing.
...(End of Dream)...
You were woken up by Dean yelling:
"Y/N!"
You sat up saw Sam was sitting on the other side of the bed, and Dean was standing beside the bed on your side. You threw yourself into Sam's arms and immediately started sobbing. Both Sam and Dean tried their best to comfort you. After about 10 minutes of that chick flick moment you sat up from sam, wiped your tears trying to act like that didn't even happen you said to them softly:
"Um, I think I should go get ready so we can go. Those vamps aren't going to gank themselves."
You got up gathered your things and went into the bathroom. As soon as the door shut Sam and Dean started talking to each other about what they should and could do for you, if there even was anything they could do. They talked it over till you opened the door both boys stopped talking looking at you with saddened eyes. They looked at you like you were broken (which you were) but you NEVER wanted them to see you that way. You sighed running a hand through your chin length loose curly blonde hair. Sam and Dean always said that you got your hair from your mom, but you couldn't remember what she looked like you were only a baby when she died. You looked up at them saying:
"Ok, I know I am not getting out of this one without having to have a chick flick moment with you guys. But can we at least agree to just save it till after we kill these Vamps?"
The boys looked at each other basically having a conversation telepathically. Which they always did and you knew they did. Then they looked at you and both nodded in agreement before Sam said: "Ok, but-uh, we are talking about this later."
You walked over to Sam locking your pinkies together saying:
"Definitely, I pinky promise and you know I don't break my pinky promises."
Then all three of you hopped into baby, and were off. You got to the abandoned warehouse where you guys had tracked the nest to. You got out of Baby and opened the trunk with the set of keys De had made for you. Then the hatch to the false bottom using the rifle to prop it open. You grabbed your Machete, which had beautifully carved swirls into the oak finish on the handle. The swirls were around the edge and then in the middle your initials were carved into it in cursive. It was a birthday present from your dad.  It was a gift he gave you before he took you on your first vamp case when you had just turned 11. It seems like that was ages ago as you hand your brother's their machetes. Then closed the trunk heading over to the warehouse not far behind your brothers, with your father no where to be found. You see he had disappeared, practically vanished off the face of the earth leaving his 3 children to fend for themselves granted we were old enough. Or so we thought, but then again if he were around maybe Evan wouldn't have died, maybe Dad would have picked up on the thing we missed. The fact that there was a second shifter and he could have killed it then maybe, just maybe your Evan would still be alive today. You were snapped out of your thoughts as you entered the rickety old warehouse, waiting for the vamps to start coming at you. So you could get some of your frustration out. As they did what you hoped they would you chopped the heads off those suckers with all the anger and frustration you had pent up inside you. You were more angry then you thought you were. Angry at yourself for being weak and showing your weakness to your brothers, and angry at your Dad for not being around when you needed him most. As you were venting your frustration you heard Sam grunt in frustration. Turning from the vamp you had freshly chopped the head off of. You saw a big bald, and ugly vamp had pinned your brother to the ground and had his sharp teeth bared. Sam had his machete up and was pushing him away as best as he could but he was failing. You raced over to them and before the vamp even knew what hit him you chopped his head off. The head landed on Sam then tumbled off, and the body fell directly on Sam.  Who immediately threw it off and stood up, wiping his face from the fresh vamp blood that had just splattered across it. We both went to check on Dean who was fighting off two vamps. Sam snuck up behind one and you snuck up behind the other. Then you both took out the vamps before Dean even knew what happened. He chuckled and said:
"Damn nice team work you guys!"
You both laughed, and you said:
"Alright brothers of mine if that's all of em, let's head on back to the motel!"
(A/N: part 2? That part will strictly be fluff lol 😂)