Supernatural Sister/Daughter Imagines

The Redemption

Part Two of the Dork

Thank you @reethix for giving me a push to make a part two!

I am still doing requests, I am currently work on two at the moment in the heart of finals, so please be patient with me.

For the past two years, you had lived as this separate person. The boys honestly believed you had put on a show of this new (Y/N) that is all hunter and no play. Sam constantly dropped by your room at the same time every week to check if you were watching the new season of Young Justice. Never a peep though. Dean would mention a quote from the Lord of the Ring books, and you didn't bat an eyelash. Castiel even brought you new collectables to replace those that were destroyed, and you thanked Cas for it but told him to give it to people who still liked this "kid stuff".

You never took a brake from hunting. Case after case after case you worked. Both brother's were worried you would burn out soon, but you never let up. Your name was a legend on every hunter's lips. You even left the boys behind for many of the cases because you could handle it yourself.

The Latest project you were on left the boys MIA about your whereabouts for two years now. Castiel would check in regularly to make sure you were okay. You kept in touch with your brothers, sending them letters about the hunts you were on or rumors you heard about them. Typically Cas would let the boys know how you were doing as well, but lately he has been busy with heaven and can't stop by.

"New letter from (Y/N)." Sam spoke as he placed the mail down on the deep oak table in the library. The mailbox was obviously not at the bunker, but a local post office. They would get mail from friends, newspapers and a few "interesting" magazines for Dean. It was your idea so everyone could stay in contact if phones and such were not working.

Dean reached for the letter from his sister. He still felt guilty about his actions, for it changed you. He missed his dorky little sister. The envelope was a simple pale white with your curved handwriting on it. As he began to open it, Sam grabbed two beers for them and placed it down while sitting across from his brother. Dean then opened the letter and read it aloud.

Hey Boys,

How are you? I have missed the two of you so much. I really wish I could see you soon. How is Cas and Bobby?

Anyway, remember the day I left? Well, I won't make it back. I have found a new life, no hunting and a picket fence. All the apple pie life in one.

Please respect my choice,

(Y/N)

Dean fell back in his chair, letting the letter fall onto the table. His baby sister wouldn't be coming back, and it was all his fault. Guilt poured out of his heart and began to eat at him. Sam reached for the letter, rereading everything that was written.

"Dean, there is a message." Sam pointed out. Dean looked at his brother with confusion. "So get this, she mentions Bobby and how he is doing. She was there when Bobby died. And see the darker letters?"

Dean sat up and look closer at the letter, then noticed what Sam was pointing out. It shocked him that he didn't even registered she asked about Bobby. He grabbed a pen and the envelope that contained the letter. He then wrote out all the darken words.

R Y C B A R M

"What the hell does RYCBARM mean?" Sam wondered aloud. Dean ran the letters in his head thinking of his memories. It sounded familiar. "Its like a mixed word or an Acronym or something."