My Guiding Light

Chapter 19

Season: 4

Episode(s): Its the Great Pumpkin, Sam Winchester

Setting(s): N/A

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It took a lot to explain to explain to my brothers that their sister was part angel and that technically because of the grace becoming part of my genetic makeup that I have an angelic parent that not even heaven is sure who that is. Or why exactly they needed to do it. But one thing Castiel did confirm was that I was a supernatural 'plan b' and as such cannot be killed until it's confirmed by heaven that they don't need me. I didn't tell them that part though. Or that Castiel promised that he'd be the one to kill me.

As for my fears... I lied to dean about what I was scared of. Which was pretty easy because I was screaming about me dying a few times while he watched. But Sam could see right through me so as soon as he got a chance to pull me away from Dean, he did. And thats what we're doing now. Down at the local bar, sitting in a booth with a bowl of pretzels and a shit load of drinks.

"Mia, I'll be the first to admit I've been a pretty shit brother recently. Let me be there for you. Let me help you."

I shake my head and sigh, waving over to the bartender who knows me on first name basis by this point for another round of drinks. "Sam, it's not that easy when my fear is you." I say and he looks taken aback, hurt even. I sigh again as I look into his eyes, the eyes that are the exact same hazel as my own. "That came out wrong..." I say and take my time to reword what I had said previously. "My fear is that my older brothers will treat me differently than they treat each other. Whether that be because of the whole angel thing or the whole 'I'm a girl' thing or heck, even the 'I swing both ways' thing. Not like how I was treated when you told me to leave." I sigh as I finish, downing yet another shot. Sam is very aware that he'll be dragging my ass back to the hotel but he doesn't seem to mind. He doesn't show it anyway.

"Mia, about what happened then..."

"No, Sam I get it. I'm your twin sister, I almost died. You were already out so you couldn't protect me...you had to find a way to make me leave. It worked. It hurt like hell, physically and mentally but it worked." I frown and look down at my hands. Sam takes them gently. "I won't tell Dean, by the way Sam." I continue just loud enough that he can hear but he probably has to strain. "About what happened. Both now and back then. He's too self righteous. It'll get to his head and I don't want that so please... you don't tell him either."

After a long sigh he nods and stands up. "Come on. Before you get too drunk to walk, let's grab a burger and head back to dean."

I nod back and stand, glancing at the bartender as we leave. I could have sworn I saw his eyes turn black but I was drunk and it was dark. It's probably nothing.

But of course, it's not nothing. Sam quickly realises were being followed and pulls us into a back alley where he hands me the demon knife. I shove it back to him. "I have fire hands. You don't. You take it." I argue. He shoves the blade back into my hands.

"You can't control your powers. I can." He counters which confuses me more. He has powers? I thought he abstained from all that demon shit. "And the all powerful Winchester yin-yang group walk right into our hands." I hear someone say. Turning around, I notice it's one of the bar employees. "Yeah, well eat shit bitch." I spit and throw the demon knife, hitting her directly in the chest. A couple of sparks and she's out.

"Nice shot." Sam says. "Yeah, well I'm drunk and there's more of them so don't jinx me." I say, looking around for other hidden demons. By the time I spot one, they've already got their hands on my brother, knocking him out so he can't use his powers he was floating about against them.