Supernatural Sister Imagines

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So, I've had a lot of people asking about my new book I'm writing, so I decided to post the first chapter of it here, see what you guys think! I'm working hard on the book, but I might wait until I've finished the book to post it.

Anyway, enjoy the first chapter of my work in progress, A Hunter Strong! Let me know what you think in the comments!

     Andi pressed the 'on' button on the stereo, Eddie Van Halen's 'Eruption' blasting through the speakers in various parts of the bunker. She ran a hand through her short brown hair, proudly aware of how attractive she was at such a young age.

     "Rise and shine, boys! You gonna sleep the day away or are we gonna work for a living?" She yelled happily, walking down the hall and banging on first Dean's door, then Sam's. Both boys appeared in a cloud of bed head a few moments later, Dean giving Andi a few evil glares, pretending to be angry, while Sam just looked amused.

Dean ruffled Andi's hair as he wandered past her towards the mess hall, and she slapped his shoulder in response, receiving a chuckle as he waved his hand back toward her half-heartedly. As annoyed as Dean seemed to be, he knew there was no way he'd rather wake up than to her sweet voice serenading him as she banged on his door. Andi ran a hand through her short, brunette hair, similar to Jody Mills' in appearance, pushing it back into place, and followed the eldest Winchester, Sam walking behind her with his hands on her shoulders.

     Andi broke away from Sam's playful grasp as the three siblings entered the main room of the bunker, turning off the stereo and entering the mess hall, where Sam and Dean were seated, digging into bowls of cereal and plates of fruit. Well, Sam was eating fruit, but Dean was all about the Captain Crunch. Andi sat beside Dean and poured her own bowl of cereal, throwing some milk on top of it and grabbing a spoon.

     "Wha'dya got for us, Princess?" Dean asked after a moment. Dean was the only one allowed to call Andi Princess, not even Sam could call her that. They didn't know why, but Andi felt like it was not the same when Sam said it, like it was a sacred nickname for Dean's lips only. Similar to how Sam only lets Dean call him Sammy. But it's okay though, cause Sam just calls Andi Mini-Dean. And the three could honestly see where the name came from, Andi was sassy and sarcastic like Dean, and their constant banter and 'sass-offs' were hilarious to Sam.

     Andi considered herself to be a perfect mix of Sam and Dean, and if Bobby were alive he'd agree, because he's the one who first said she was. She was witty and laid-back like Dean, but also heartfelt and good with words like Sam. Andi was okay with a good joke, never bothered her none, but she also knew when it was important to be serious. She wasn't necessarily religious, but she did try to pray every night, in the hopes that, if there are angels, there's a God, too, but Sam and Dean don't know that she does, so shh. It's a secret.

     Andi started, setting down her spoon and standing, walking into the main room to retrieve her laptop. She set it on the table and opened it, a news article flashing on the screen.

     "Three dead in an apparent 'wild animal attack'. But, you know, wild animal attacks are never just wild animal attacks in our world," Andi caught Dean giving her a look when she said that. A look that seemed sad, for some reason. She couldn't decipher it, despite her unnaturally skillful ability of reading people, so she chose to ignore it. But the real reason behind it was because Dean hated when Andi differentiated her 'world' from that of normal people, because it reminded him that she could've been normal. She could've had a white picket fence and a dog and maybe a sister or two to argue with, but he and Sam drug her away, brought her up in the life. And as much as he apologized to her for it, and as much as she told him she was okay, he'd never really forgive himself. Not completely.