Summary: Reader joins the Winchester’s to hunt. Her brother worries about her due to their reputations.
Word Count: 3221
Warnings: Smut, angst, death
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An Impossible Choice
“The Winchesters are dangerous, I don’t like it,” Caleb says.
Rolling your eyes, you reply, “Seriously, Cal, I can handle myself.”
“I’m not talking about hunting, (Y/N). Dean has a bit of a…reputation.”
“Like I said, I can handle myself. It’s just a hunt. Bobby said they need backup. Strictly professional.” You pat your older brother on the shoulder, giving a light squeeze. “Thanks for looking out for me, though.”
No matter how old you are, no matter how good of a hunter you are, Cal will always treat you like his kid sister. You were twins, for fucks sake. He was older by two minutes and sixteen seconds. It didn’t matter how many kills you had under your belt (seventeen more than him, but who’s counting?). He’d stepped up after dad died, taking care of you and mom, but that was years ago. You’d already been hunting on your own when that shifter took out dad, a full grown adult at that time. But you’d given up on trying to get Cal to stop treating you like a kid ages ago. It was a lost cause. You were smart, you knew when to fight and when to back down.
“You can always come with me,” you suggest, knowing full well he can’t.
“Oh, shut up,” he says, flapping a hand at you. “Just…be careful, k?”