You’re No Brother Of Mine.
Yeah. Yeah, that's probably a good idea. Sorry. Anon requested- Hey! I was wondering if you could write an imagine with this scenario, when Dean went to hell Sam went nuts ofc so he dropped their little sister (15/16 yo) in Bobby's place and when Dean gets back he is pissed w Sam for what he did to you. You are also pissed and very upset w him, so one day he asks you what's the matter and you explode and tell him how painful it was to be left by him and everything. I know it's very specific but I would rlly aprecciate if you do it, can you also put fluffy?
Warnings- swearing, mentions of depression, also Sam’s kinda a dick for the first couple of paragraphs but he was high on the demon blood so that explains it.
A/N- I’ve kind of been stuck in a slump for the past week, so writing has been difficult for me but i’m feeling a bit better so i’m ready to write again!
Four months, it had been four months since Dean died, four months since Sam left you. You still didn’t understand why he left, at first you didn’t mind, you knew he needed his space after all he did witness his brother getting torn to shreds by a Hell hound.
After a week of you staying at Bobby’s you became curious, you had rung and texted Sam numerous times but he never answered, your phone would always go to voice mail or it would just ring non-stop. After a month of silence you decided to try and track him, you tried to keep it a secret from Bobby, he thought you and Sam talked everyday, that’s what you told him.
Bobby being Bobby knew that the words you were spouting were utter nonsense, but he decided to leave it, trusting that you’d eventually tell him what was going on.
You did tell him, two months later when you had found Sam, but he just pushed you aside like you were a stranger. So to say Bobby was pissed would be the biggest understatement of the century, when you came crashing through the door at two in the morning, with tears flowing carelessly down your face he sat you down on the couch and made you explain every detail to him, from the missed phone calls, the ghost texts, you told him how you had tracked him to a motel a couple hours away and that when you knocked on the motel door, he didn’t give you a second glance, he rolled his eyes slightly but let you in.
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You walked in, the atmosphere was already tense. Leaning slightly on the table you looked around the room, your eyes stopped at a woman who was sat on the couch with her feet up, she gave you a quick smile before turning her head back to the TV.
Sam cleared his throat, you quickly snapped your head up to meet his gaze, you gave him a small smile but quickly dropped it when he didn’t return it.
“What’re you doing here Y/N?” He asked, his arms crossed and standing tall, you narrowed your eyes and looked at him as if to say ‘you’re kidding right?’ standing up you tried to make yourself look taller, which is extremely difficult when you’re stood next to somebody who’s height was that of a Moose.
“Do you really have to ask that?” You retorted, “Sam, I haven’t seen or heard from you for three months. Three months without a single text, or call! I thought you were dead but it turns out you ditched me for some chick” you spat, you quickly turned around and faced her “no offence, I’m sure you’re a lovely person, I’m just really angry right now” you added before turning back around to face your brother who looked just as pissed off as you did, “all I needed was one text, one word to know you were okay! I understand that you miss your brother, hell I miss him too but I’m not about to loose another one” you ranted, tears stung your eyes but stubbornly refused to fall.
“Y/N, there was a reason I didn’t return your calls, there’s a reason I didn’t reply to your texts, there’s a reason I haven’t talked to you, it’s because I don’t want to. Yes, you’re my sister and I love you but I don’t need you, you coming out here was just a waste of time. So leave.” He spoke with carelessness in his voice, he really didn’t care. You stared at him in disbelief before chuckling humorlessly, you swallowed the lump in your throat, stood up and walked towards the door, walking out you turned around to face your brother, the one who you could talk to about anything. Your big brother who always vowed to protect you, your hero.
“You know, if Dean was here he’d have kicked your ass by now. Screw you, Sam Winchester. You’re no brother of mine.” You croaked out, a couple tears escaped but you had slammed the door so he couldn’t see. Your chest felt heavy and your throat tightened, you slid into the van you had borrowed from Bobby and drove, your eyes blurry from the tears, your hands were shaking from rage.
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So here you were now, it had been a month since the incident with Sam and you were dreary and depressed, the most you had done was go to the store to pick up supplies for Bobby, apart from that you’d just mope around the house, you barely slept, rarely ate. You were a mess of emotions and poor Bobby, he tried everything he could to lift your spirits but nothing worked. Whenever he’d ask what was wrong he’d get the same monotone response “I miss my brothers”.
You were asleep when Dean decided to show up, resurrected from the dead, you failed to wake up when he pounded on the front door, you failed to wake up when Bobby gripped him to test if he was a shifter, you even failed to wake up when he was sat by the side of your bed stroking your hair lightly, a small frown written across his face. He took in you appearance, your skin was paler than usual, your face had sunken slightly due to the lack of food and you had dark bags under your eyes, clearly indicating the lack of sleep.
He turned his head to Bobby who was stood in the doorway, “what happened to her Bobby?” He asked quietly, not wanting to wake you. Bobby sighed and shook his head “Sam happened, he left her here about a week after you died. She managed to track him down but he didn’t want her there, he broke the poor kids heart” he spoke sadly, frowning when he remembered the night you came back from Sam’s.
Dean turned back to you, he was pissed. Sam was suppose to protect you, not leave you.
Both eyes turned to you when they heard your groan slightly, you stirred and slowly opened your eyes. You froze when your eyes landed on the figure sat on your bed, you quickly reached for your knife and tackled him but was quickly pulled back by Bobby, “Y/N, calm down, it’s him, it’s really Dean” he reassured pulling the knife out of your hand, you turned to face your brother who had sat himself back up, he gave you a small grin, “hey, lil sis” he breathed, all you could do was stare at him. His hair was dishevelled, he looked exhausted, you looked into his eyes, the ones which would always bring you a sense of calming. You failed to notice that Bobby left the room, your were too distracted.
Slowly you reached a hand out and poked his arm before quickly retreating back, he chuckled softly “yeah, I know it’s weird” he admitted, you lent forward again pinching his cheek slightly, he grabbed your hand and pulled it away from his face. It really was him, your brother was alive. You flung your arms around his neck, burying your head in the crook of his neck. Dean wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close, “I missed you so much, Dean” you murmured, he smiled and hugged your tighter, “I missed you too, kiddo.”
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“Dean, I’m not going in there” you refused, crossing your arms. Dean and Bobby found Sam and had forced you to come along with them, and by force you, Dean carried you to the car.
Dean groaned before kneeling down, placing a hand on your knee “listen, I know that Sam is the last person you want to see right now, but you can’t avoid him forever. Besides, you don’t wanna miss me kick his ass do you?” He replied with with a small grin, you rolled your eyes but a grin escaped your lips, stepping out of the car you followed Dean and Bobby to the motel.
“Okay, it should be this room..” Dean trailed off slightly before knocking on the door, the door opened revealing the same girl from before, you shook your head as memories of that night resurfaced, your thoughts were interrupted when she spoke.
“So, where is it?” She asked, you rolled your eyes and scoffed in annoyance, Dean looked at Bobby confused “where’s what?” He asked, you lent against the wall watching the conversation play out in front of you.
You were pulled out of your trance by a familiar voice cutting through the air, “Who are you?!” Sam boomed, you looked up and saw him holding Dean against the wall with a knife to his throat. You quickly ran forward and grabbed the knife from Sam’s hand, “Sam, it’s really him, Bobby’s done all the testing. It’s him” you said calmly, you were still incredibly pissed at him for what he did but you’d rather him not kill your brother who just came back from the dead.
Sam looked at you, then looked back at Dean and then pulled him into a bone crushing hug, you smiled lightly at the two boys in front of you, “look, I should probably go..” The woman trailed off, she was now fully dressed and stood by the door, Sam turned to her “yeah. Yeah, that's probably a good idea. Sorry” he replied back awkwardly, there was an awkward silence for a couple of seconds before she spoke again “so call me” she requested, Sam cleared his throat and looked at her, “yeah, yeah sure thing Kathy” he chuckled awkwardly before turning back to Dean, “it’s Kristy” she said sounding disappointed, you narrowed your eyes in suspicion, something was going on.
You followed ‘Kristy’ out of the room quickly catching up to her in the lobby, you grabbed her arm so she was facing you, “why is my brother acting like he doesn’t know you?” You asked, she raised her eyebrows, faking confusion,
“I have no idea what you’re taking about” she shrugged, you rolled your eyes and ran you hand over your face “you were with Sam that night when we argued, I’m not dumb so stop undermining me” you sighed, the girl looked at you with sympathy in her eyes, “I think you already have an idea of who I am..” She trailed off, you cocked your head the the side slightly confused, the girl rolled her eyes and then they flashed black. Your eyes widened as you stumbled back “Ruby?!” You yelled, she shushed you and dragged you outside, you didn’t hate her, in fact you two got on quite well, at first you despised her but she proved herself when she saved you from two demons who has cornered you in an alleyway.
You were sat on the wall outside the motel, it was silent for a while before Ruby spoke up, “Sam regrets what he said that night, you know” she said looking over at you, you rolled your eyes and shook your head, “I’m serious, as soon as he saw that van drive away he broke down, he was a mess for days after that..” She trailed off and sighed when she saw your weren’t buying it, you stood up and walked towards the entrance of the motel, you didn’t want to hear what she had to say, you wanted your brother to explain why he did what he did, to you.
Storming into the room you cut off the conversation, “Sam, can I talk to you?” You asked, he nodded his head but you looked at Dean who got the signal that you wanted to talk to him alone, “me and Bobby will be in the car, please, try not to kill each other” he spoke, you rolled your eyes and nodded your head, the two left the room and closed the door behind them.
“So, I was talking to Ruby..” You started saying, Sam’s eyes widened as he stared at you, “yeah, she told me who she was” you continued, Sam ran his hands over his face and sat on the edge of the bed. He looked up at you leaning against the wall on the face side of the room away from him, he sighed and shook his head, “Y/N, I’m sorry for what I said that night, okay? I didn’t mean any of it-” you cut him off abruptly with a loud laugh, you started pacing the room slowly, “didn’t mean any of it? It sure sounded like you meant it!” You yelled, Sam stood up “I did it to protect you!” He yelled back, you stared at him in disbelief “you abandoned me, to protect me?” You asked, “what a load of shit.” You spat.
Sam’s eyes widened, “don’t talk to me like that” he demanded causing you to laugh, “no, I’m done taking orders from you! You left me Sam, I’m aloud to be angry!” You argued, “for months I thought you were dead, then when I actually do find you, you decide to be a complete dick!” You fumed, Sam tried to cut in but you cut him off “what you said hurt me, Sam. We’re suppose to be a family and when I needed you the most you just shut me out and pretended I didn’t exist. I understand you needed your space and I was fine with that, I needed my space but telling me to leave? Saying that you didn’t need me? That was a dick move to make, it made me feel so freaking worthless, I thought that I had done something wrong, and not matter what Bobby would say to try and make me feel better it still wouldn’t work because the only family I had left didn’t want me anymore.” you concluded.
Sam felt a pain in his chest, he never wanted to be the one responsible for making you feel this way, his eyes scanned over you taking in your appearance, the bags under your eyes, he noticed that your clothes were unusually baggy showing that you hadn’t been eating properly. He rubbed a hand over his face. Stepping forward slightly he spoke, “Y/N, I’m sorry I caused all of this, I only said what I said to protect you. Me and Ruby, we’ve been looking for Lilith and I didn’t want you caught in the crossfire. I’m so, so sorry” he confessed, you refused to meet his gaze and kept your eyes fixated on the floor, you didn’t want him to see the tears that were threatening to spill over.
He placed a hand on your shoulder but you shrugged it off, “Y/N, look at me” he said softly, you shook your head accidentally allowing a tear to spill out and land on the wooden floor. Sam knelt down and lifted placed a finger under your chin lifting your head to look at him, you adverted your eyes causing more tears to spill out, “Y/N, please look at me” he begged, his voice cracking slightly, you slowly looked into his hazel eyes that always switched colour in different lighting only to find them filled with tears himself, the guilt eating away at him for making you cry.
“Y/N/N, you have every right to hate me right now, you have every right to be mad. I shouldn’t have left you. You’re my little sister and I let you down, I failed to protect you and I caused you so much pain, I’m so sorry” he apologised, a few tears escaped his eyes causing more tears to escape yours, you flung your arms over his neck and cried into his shoulder, all of the emotion you had been refusing to let show for the past four months overflowed, Sam said nothing as he held you close, rubbing circles onto your back, he sat down on the floor and pulled you into his lap as you cried, his chin resting atop of your head, “please don’t leave me again” you sniffled out, Sam’s heart broke as he tightened his grip around you, “I’m not leaving, I promise” he spoke placing a kiss on your head.
