So, last week, I handed in all my final assignments; did all my final exams; did extra exams because they think that I can graduate this year (I may have technically already applied to some colleges out of interest...my SAT was 2390/2400); got attacked by zombies and killed a few. Now, I'm waiting for Dean to get up next to me because Sam and I are being held at gun point by two dolts. "Looking for this?" Dean turns around, and looks at Sam and I.
"Mornin'" The sass is strong with Dean.
"Shut up." One of the guys says. "Hands where I can see 'em." Dean lifts his hands as he sits up.
"Wait a minute. Is that you, Roy?" Dean asks. "It is, isn't it. Which makes you Walt. Hiya Walt." They look at each other before Walt removes his mask.
"Don't matter." Walt states and Roy takes his mask off.
"Well, is it just me, or do you two seem a tad upset?" Dean questions.
"You think you can flip the switch on the Apocalypse and just walk away, Sam?" Walt ignores Dean and talks to Sam.
"Who told you that?" Sam asks.
"We ain't the only hunters after you." Walt answers as he pumps his shotgun. "See you in the next life."
"Hear me out, I can explain, okay? Please." Sam replies. After a moment, Walt shoots Sam in the heart. I jump up to go help Sam.
"Stay the hell down." Roy points his gun at me and I sit back down next to Dean.
"Shoot 'em." Walt commands.
"Killin' Sam was right but these two..." Roy trails off.
"He made us and we just snuffed their brother, you idiot." Walt retorts. "You want to spend the rest of your life knowing Dean and Ashlee Winchester's on your ass, cause I don't. Shoot 'em."
"Go ahead, Roy, do it." Dean insists, angrily. "But I'm gonna warn you, when I come back, I'm gonna be pissed. C'mon!" Scaring Roy. "Let's get this show on the road."
"Come on, already." Walt says before shooting Dean himself and pumping his gun before shooting me
I find myself walking along a familiar path in a street I used to live in. I stop in front of a house...My old house...that has a family gathered on the porch. I observe the family. No...Wait...It can't be... "Mum?" Mum realises it's me and starts walking to the stairs while I start running for them with a grin on my face. I launch myself into her open arms, and I notice Gia (Greek word for Grandma is Giagiá) and Dedu (Russian word for Grandpa is Dedushka) off to the side. I let go and hug my grandparents. "You have no idea how much I have missed all of you."
"Ashlee." I hear a voice say behind me. That's not possible. He can't be here. Unless...killing Azazel made their deal void and he came here. I turn around and see my dad's face. I couldn't help going over and hugging him. "I've missed you, princess." I'm in a trap. I let go of him and back away from the porch. "Princess?"
"You're good but not perfect, Zachariah." I state. My fake family transforms into the angels' respective vessels. Dad changes into Zachariah's vessel's face. Ew. I hugged him.
"What gave it away?" Zachariah asks.
"Dad never called me 'Princess'. He either called me Ash or Red." I explain. "You should fire your researchers. Or demote them." The angels are suddenly engulfed in a bright white light. I spot a guy wearing a wrestling mask and a gold cape who drew the angel banishing symbol on the side of the house. He puts a finger to his lips and gestures me to follow him.
We arrive at this door and we go through it. No freakin' way. Ellen's Roadhouse. I observe the room. It actually had people in it. The guy takes his mask off and I smile. Ash. "So, what we don't get a hello?" I snort and go over to hug Dean; Sam and Pamela.
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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...