I don't own Supernatural *Cry*

"Dad wake up, please dad wake up! Daddy!", all I could see was blood and my fathers lifeless body laying on the ground

"Someone get her out of here!", I heard a voice yell, there where voices all around me, hands tugging at me.

"No! Daddy!", I sobbed, "PLEASE! please you...you have to wake up!". But he never did.

That was 10 years ago. Those are the fragments of the memory of a broken child. That night my father died my world was destroyed. I stopped being Lyra Green and became Elisabeth Winchester: Demon hunter. Mad i know but that night i was infected with demon blood and it was decided that i would be better of living with hunters, so they could stop me if i ever went dark side. What they didn't count on was them growing to love me.

"Bug come on!", Dean Winchester yelled at his little sister.

"I thought i told you not to call me that?"

"Well what would you rather be called? Short Stuff? Fun-Size? Half-Pint? Titch? Squirt? I have loads"

"Grrrrr! Dean! I'm not that small!"

"You kind of are Elle", Sam said sympathetically. He grinned at his younger sibling as he turned on the bed he was laying on to watch his brother and sister have the age old fight which had been happening since she was 13 and her body decided to stop growing.

"I should have known you two would team up. . . Well you are freakishly tall!", Elle remarked with a cheeky grin

"Oh that is it! Get her Sam!", Dean yelled as he launched himself at her.

John Winchester chose that exact moment to walk through the door of the motel room they had been staying at, while he had been taking care of a hunt in the surrounding area.

"What on earth are you three doing?!", He exclaimed as he watched his children roll around the floor trying to pin each other down.

Elle jumped to her feet and smoothed her clothes down when she heard his booming voice.

"Nothing dad", she said with an angelic smile, "Just practicing sparring is all"

"Sparring. On the floor. Your going to have to come up with something better then that Elisabeth"

"What? Its true! Isn't it guys?"

Both boys nodded in agreement as they watched the youngest member of the their family take on the oldest.

"You three really have to learn how to behave", John said as he walked away shaking his head.

Sam and Dean felt jealousy stab at their hearts, it had always been like this, Elle could get away with things they never dreamed of and it chaffed them but Elle aways used her influence to help them and it wasn't exactly her fault so they couldn't be mad at her for long, no matter how much they wanted to be.

"Elle you really shouldn't lie to dad like that", Dean said

"Oh don't tell me your gonna give me the 'with great power comes great responsiblity' speech Dean. I wasn't lying, i was just not telling the truth"

"Its the same thing"

"No its not"

"Is"

"Not"

"Is"

"Not!"

"I-

"That's enough you two! Now pack your stuff, we leave in an hour", John said as he existed the bathroom just to find Dean and Elle fighting again.

"Yes dad", the three youngsters replied as they began to move around the room picking up guns and sorting through clothes to see which where theirs. Sam sighed as he watched his sister out of the corner of his eye. He was worried about her, about how she was reacting to this life. She didn't seem to view the world they way they did, her version of whats right wrong wasn't nearly as black and white as theirs was and she was still to trusting. If Sam didn't know better he would say that she sided with the supernatural sometimes, and that just wouldn't do. He know he needed to have a talk with her but he didn't know how. He knew she believed in not killing the supernatural, but evil and she just didn't seem to grasp that they where the same thing.