Supernatural BSM

You're Not My Father- Sister Y/N

A/N: I read a chapter recently and I really liked the concept so I thought I would try and write it in my own style (this was done from the best of my memory, some lines of dialogue may be the same but Im not sure since again, this was done from what I was able to repress) P.S. the chapter I read was MUCH shorter so you're welcome for not trying to cram it into 7 paragraphs.

3rd Person Pov

   Dean and Sam were gathering equipment and packing their duffels that rested on the shabby motel mattresses. Through the help of your research, they were able to track down a demon that had evaded being caught by the Winchester Trio. And through the hours of searching, you were able to find a patter that the demon had. Every third day of the week in a small town, it would appear and wreak havoc. Within this day, it would mean that there was a small window where You and your brothers were able to ambush and gank the demon before it leaves town and flies under the radar even more.

   Without consulting the two giants of brothers you had, you decided that this was going to be your first official hunt that you participated in. In the past when Sam and Dean had to bring you, you would just sit in the back seat and stare out the window while your brothers had gotten to bash bastards heads in. Not this time. This time would be different.

   "Alright, were heading out kid. We should be back before dinner tonight, if not theres some money on the dresser." Sam had said as he walked back into the room from packing the car up. "What are you talking about? Im going with you guys." You had said with a slight smile as you threw your duffel over your shoulder. Dean began to shake his head as he walked over to you, "No. No. No. There is no 'tag along' on this hunt. You are staying here." You sighed, "Oh come on Dean, I'm so much older than what Sam was when he first started." "Thats because we didnt have a choice with dad. And now that hes gone, I can keep you out of this life as long as I can. I'm not having my baby sister go on a hunt she has no business with." Dean had said in a stern manner, trying to enforce that you were not going to join on the hunt.

   "Hate to break it to you Dean, but its not like shes 'out of the life.' Come on. She's trained and has a better shot than both of us." Sam had explained to his brother. Dean sighed heavily realizing that Sam had made a point. He then readjusted his gaze onto you and spoke, "Fine. But you are to stay within my sight at all times. No running off and you listen to my words exactly." You had nodded in agreeance as you followed your brothers out to the impala.
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-After the Hunt-

   You had walked into the room gripping your arm tightly, hand covered in blood with Sam following right behind you, first aid kit in hand. Sam had cleared a spot on the messy bed for both he and you to sit. As he helped you out of your long sleeve flannel, the sound of the motel door slamming could be heard. You didnt even have to look up at the figure walking in to know what look of disappointment was displayed on her brothers face. Sam too ignored the ball of fury as he began to clean and treat the wound on your arm.

   The hunt hadnt gone exactly as planned. You and your brothers had gotten thrown around a bit but what hunt do you not get thrown around? And when the demon finally showed up, it was all too soon that the hunt went south.

Sam had gotten knock out after being thrown against a wall after trying to protect you. As you were currently looking for your shot gun in a dark alley, with the only light being from street lights and the cars that were driving past on the freeway-overpass. Because of this, you hadnt noticed the demon making its way over to Dean that was forced against a wall. The demon had somehow gotten ahold of Deans hand gun and was walking with confidence towards him, barrel pointed directly at your brothers chest.

Without hesitation you ran to your brothers aid. The demon now practically two feet away from him, you had fought the demon for the gun. In this- it fired.