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When (Name) was born, Sam made a promise to himself that he would protect her at all costs. Come hell or high water, she was his number one priority. When she was young, (Name) always stuck around Sam. She loved Dean with all her heart, but there was always a special connection her and Sam had. Somehow, her little pudgy hands always found her brother's.
The two of them were connected at the hip, never to far away from each other. Dean snapped some pretty cute pictures over the years. He had them all safely tucked away, pulling them out whenever he needed a little cheer up.
Sam had to admit, it was hard seeing her grow up, hard to see the bubbly, needy little girl to morph into an older, stronger, beautiful, and independent young woman.
"Sam?"
The Winchester glanced backwards from his spot on the couch to find (Name) leaning against the doorway, bag slung over her shoulder. Dean began hauling suitcases outside.
"Hey monkey." He smiled weakly, standing up and walking over to her. (Name) hugged him at the waist, burrowing her head into her brother's chest. "I'm gonna miss you." She mumbled. Sam sighed and looked down at his sister fondly. "I'm gonna miss you too." He could feel the vibrations of (Name)'s silent cries. Sam grabbed the sides of her face, directing her attention to him.
"Don't cry. Just because you're going off to college, doesn't mean I'll never see you again." He informed, ignoring the few stray tears rolling down his face.
(Name) reached up and wiped away the wetness from Sam's face, hugging him again.
"Thank you Sammy."
"For what?"
"Everything."
"No need to thank me, I'm your brother, it's my job."
Dean appeared in the doorway, signaling it was time to go. (Name) nodded and reluctantly let go of Sam, making her way over to Dean and wrapping her arms around him. "You come and visit now you hear?" Dean said, squeezing her tightly and burying his head into her neck. "I will." (Name) promised, feeling tears on her skin.
Finally, the younger Winchester was ready to go. Sam and Dean stood in the driveway, watching as she jumped into her car. She waved and the boys eagerly returned it, and they kept waving until (Name)'s car disappeared.
And if they cried into each others shoulder after, neither talked about it.
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Dean drummed on the steering wheel, singing along to the song annoyingly, earning a bitchface from Sam. Dean turned the music down and shot Sam a small smile.
"Do you think she's doing alright?" Sam asked, watching the street signs go by. "From what I've heard, she is." He replied. Sam nodded and they sat in a comfortable silence. "You miss her don't you?" Dean added, glancing over to Sam.
"Don't you?"
"Touché."
The two of them were connected at the hip, never to far away from each other. Dean snapped some pretty cute pictures over the years. He had them all safely tucked away, pulling them out whenever he needed a little cheer up.
Sam had to admit, it was hard seeing her grow up, hard to see the bubbly, needy little girl to morph into an older, stronger, beautiful, and independent young woman.
"Sam?"
The Winchester glanced backwards from his spot on the couch to find (Name) leaning against the doorway, bag slung over her shoulder. Dean began hauling suitcases outside.
"Hey monkey." He smiled weakly, standing up and walking over to her. (Name) hugged him at the waist, burrowing her head into her brother's chest. "I'm gonna miss you." She mumbled. Sam sighed and looked down at his sister fondly. "I'm gonna miss you too." He could feel the vibrations of (Name)'s silent cries. Sam grabbed the sides of her face, directing her attention to him.
"Don't cry. Just because you're going off to college, doesn't mean I'll never see you again." He informed, ignoring the few stray tears rolling down his face.
(Name) reached up and wiped away the wetness from Sam's face, hugging him again.
"Thank you Sammy."
"For what?"
"Everything."
"No need to thank me, I'm your brother, it's my job."
Dean appeared in the doorway, signaling it was time to go. (Name) nodded and reluctantly let go of Sam, making her way over to Dean and wrapping her arms around him. "You come and visit now you hear?" Dean said, squeezing her tightly and burying his head into her neck. "I will." (Name) promised, feeling tears on her skin.
Finally, the younger Winchester was ready to go. Sam and Dean stood in the driveway, watching as she jumped into her car. She waved and the boys eagerly returned it, and they kept waving until (Name)'s car disappeared.
And if they cried into each others shoulder after, neither talked about it.
#~#~#~#~#~#~#
Dean drummed on the steering wheel, singing along to the song annoyingly, earning a bitchface from Sam. Dean turned the music down and shot Sam a small smile.
"Do you think she's doing alright?" Sam asked, watching the street signs go by. "From what I've heard, she is." He replied. Sam nodded and they sat in a comfortable silence. "You miss her don't you?" Dean added, glancing over to Sam.
"Don't you?"
"Touché."
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Changes Part 7 | Sam and Dean x Sister!Reader |
"Haley!" Roy shouted. He was a fair ways ahead of the rest of the group at this point as he waved for her to join him. "Come over here."
She ran to him, you and the remaining boys close behind. You felt the sudden urge to vomit and looked away, hiding your face in Dean's chest. He rubbed your back and look at the shredded tents, blood everywhere. Their supplies were scattered all around, some animals taking an interest in them and others just watching from afar. Sam looked all around and swallowed thickly.
Oh, this was not going to be easy...
Fast, strong, deadly with an agenda...
"Seems like a grizzly attack to me." The guide looked at s
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Changes Part 4 | Sam and Dean x Sister!Reader |
You tried to ignore the sounds of Sam's sobs as you laid next to your brother, who was sound asleep. You closed your eyes tightly and tried to ignore the burning sensation in your throat and nose.
This was Sam's time to cry, not yours.
He was hell-bent on revenge, but he was also grieving and full of guilt. He should've been there to protect her, to save her from the thing that mutilated her like it did…
Then again, you and Dean should have been there too. But you were too late, all because you didn't take the dreams seriously enough.
And now Jessica was dead, and Sam was an emotional wreck.
The only silver lining you could find was tha
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Changes Part 5 | Sam and Dean x Sister!Reader |
John closed his phone and pressed the side of his fist to his forehead, conflicted. He hated being away, being "missing," but it was better that way. He didn't want any of his children anywhere near Yellow Eyes. He was desperate to call you and Dean back, eager to hear the stories you two had for the recent hunt you'd been on without him. He wanted to see Sam and apologize for the shitty things he said that he could never mean.
He just didn't know what to do. He had a feeling he knew what your problem was, and it scared him down to his very core. He didn't know why his children were damned, why they were cursed. All he'd ever wanted was to ha
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So I was thinking. I've been doing all these Brother!Dean stories. What about my Sammeh?
So here we are.
I might continue it.
Please excuse all Grammar/Spelling mistakes.
I do not own Supernatural.
So here we are.
I might continue it.
Please excuse all Grammar/Spelling mistakes.
I do not own Supernatural.
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I'm the oldest and I'm sure my brother will be like Squidward when Spongebobs house got eaten by nematodes and Spongebob has to leave...
(If anyone doesn't know what I'm talking about I mean that he will be crying happily, dancing like a maniac and just being crazy)
(If anyone doesn't know what I'm talking about I mean that he will be crying happily, dancing like a maniac and just being crazy)