Baby Winchester

Chapter 1: I'm Ready, Trust Me

(By the way, Lily is 18.)
Lily POV
"Lily! Wake up, Dean and Sam are here!" Uncle Bobby yells from downstairs, waking me up.  I jump out of bed, running down the stairs. I slip and fall on my butt with a loud THUMP! on the wooden floor.
"Lil, you okay?" Sammy asks, his concerned face looming ovet mine.
"SAM!" I yell, scrambling up and over to my brother. Dean and Sam are my big brothers with the order going Dean the oldest, Sammy the middle child, and me the baby of the family. I wrap my arms around Sam's waist in a crushing bear hug.
"Geez kid, we weren't gone for that long. I did miss you though." Sam says, petting my hair.
"I missed you too." I mumble, burying my face in his chest.
"Awe what? No love for your other, more handsome brother?" Dean's voice says in a sarcastic tone, standing in the doorway, arms crossed.
"Dean!" I run over to him, almost knocking him over.
"Hey kiddo." Dean says, arms wrapping around me in a cage hug.
"I am not a kid anymore, I'm 18." I whine, turning away from him.
"Well, you're younger than me. So, that makes you a kid to me." Dean replies, smiling like an idiot.
"Are you idjits just gonna stand there, or do y'all want breakfast?" Bobby's gruff voice asks, startling me, Sam, and Dean.
"FOOD!" Dean and I yell in unison, running towards the kitchen.
"Guys, slow down." Sam calls out after us, half heartedly, and smiling like crazy. He knows how much me and Dean are obsessed with food.
"Save some for me and Sam ya idjits." Bobby warns jokingly, shaking his head.
We walk in, and there's eggs, bacon, pancakes, fresh fruits, and yogurt. Me and Dean start loading our plates with egg and bacon. Sam looks at me disapprovingly, so I grab a couple strawberries. He nods and I dig in. After I have finished eating, done my dishes and gotten ready for the day, Sammy calls up the stairs,
"Lil, you ready? We're gonna go somewhere." I finish my braids, and walk downstairs. Dean looks at me, and almost spits out his coffee.
"Umm, Lily. What are you wearing?" Dean asks, gesutring to my jean shorts and crop top.
"Clothes." I retort, crossing my arms.
"Well, not enough , so go put some different clothes on." Dean says, covering his eyes dramatically.
(~this is the before, and after part~)
I with and trudge up the stairs and walk back downstairs. Dean looks up and smiles. That's my girl. I stick my tongue out at him and we get in the impala.
"Guys, what do you do on your trips you always take?" I ask Sam and Dean, even though I already know the answer. They hunt the supernatural, but for some reason they've decided to keep it from me. Probably to "protect" me or whatever.
"Umm... why do you want to know?" Sam asks, looking at me with a puzzled look on his face.
"Because I want to go with you guys!" I say, my voice raising in volume and raising my temper.
"Hey! Don't talk to us that way! Ask nicely." Sam snaps at me, eyebrows furrowed together with I think worry.
"Same, I've tried, tried for years with no results. So either you tell me the truth, or I tell you what I think y'all do." I say, smirking slightly.
"Okay Lily Phoniex Winchester, what do you think we do on our hu- trips?" Dean asks me, eyebrow raised in question.
"Well, I think you guys hunt tvd supernatural." I say victoriously, smirking.
"What makes you think that?" Sam asks nervously, a surprised look on his face.
"1, unreasonable amount of salt, most likely used to ward off demons and any kind of spirit.
2, rock salt shotgun shells.
3, iron weapons,
4, and finally demon blades." I say, listing off the different things.
"Well crap. Sammy what do we do now?" Dean asks our brother, turning his head towards Sam.
"Guess we have to train her, since she knows. What if some supernatural thing grabs her? She need to know how to defend herself. Lily, are you ready?" Sammy asks, turning to me.
"Trust me, Im ready." I reply, smirking.
"That's my girl." Dean says, smiling like crazy.