Imagine Being Sam and Dean’s Sister
“Deano come on!” you whine as you follow your brother throughout the bunker. They were going an a hunt and they were not going to let you come.
“No y/n. Remember last time? You almost got killed,” he says, going into his bed room to grab his bag. “That’s because you left me in the car,” you say, rolling your eyes as you jump on his bed.
“And if I bring you along, you will stay in the car and get hurt again. It’s a lose, lose sweetheart,” he says. You see your other brother walking pass Dean’s door.
“No, y/n,” he calls out not even turning around.
“What am I supposed to do then?” you ask. “Watch Harry Potter like you usually do or The Hobbit. You’re currently obsessed with that,” Dean replies, making his way out of his room.
You stand quickly, following him.
“But I’ve already watched it like 40 times,” you tell him. It’s true. You’ve even watched all six movies in a row and boy it was a chore.
“No you haven’t. You still have to watch Battle of the Five Armies,” he says and you know he’s got you caught. You hated that movie because your babies die. Your little durins.
“I think I’ll skip it again,” you say as Dean stops with Sam by his side.
You look at your two brothers and smile sadly. “Just don’t get hurt, alright? If you do, I’ll hurt you again,” you say bringing in the two oafs into a hug.
“We’ll be fine, little sis. What could possibly go wrong?” Dean asks and you shake your heard. Always such optimism until they call you to save their asses.