"Alina!" Dean shouted storming down the stairs. Alina, Sam and Deans 17 year old little sister, was out all night partying. She thought that if she could be quiet enough, she could seek in to the motel room. Now that she was older, she got to get her own motel room, being a girl an all. She thought it was a little sexist, Dean said she'd girl up his 'mojo', but the fact that she no longer has to stay in the same room with her older brothers all the time thrilled her. A girl does need her privacy.
"Where have you been?" Dean asked furious.

"Out." Alina replied as if it were obvious. "A guy from school asked if I wanted to go to a party. I said yes. I snuck out. Isn't that obvious, Dean?" She said smirking. She'd been testing him, seeing how far she could push her limits. Just then, Sam came in

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"Where the hell have you been?" He said, obviously mad as well.

"Out." She said smiling. She started off towards the bathroom.

"What are you doing?" Dean said. "Get back here, where not done yelling at you!"

"I'm going to shower, it's been a busy night." She said with a smirk. The guy's eyes widened.

"You didn't." Sam said incredulously. Alina chuckled and closed the bathroom door, and locked it. Within seconds, both Sam, and Dean were pounding on the door.

'They only need to think I did some scandalous things tonight. The thought will bother them for the next month. Why are they so damn protective of me? When I was little, they just tormented me.' She thought to herself.

For a moment she just stood there, staring at the mirror. Her doe'y green eyes, and dark brown curly hair, her slender figure, and her b-cup chest. She wasn't at all satisfied with her appearance. She felt she was too thin, her hair was possessed, and her green eyes looked like cat eyes. In other peoples eyes she was beautiful, gorgeous, but that didn't matter if she didn't believe it. She'd started wearing dark make-up, and tighter clothes, not to show off her figure, she just felt like it looked better. She got a make-up wipe from her bath tote, and began to wipe her face clean of any make-up. The boys had settled for shouting through the door about how they're transferring her school. Again. They moved around a lot, always on the road. They never really had a home, not unless you count Bobby's. If only they hadn't needed to carry out the 'Family Business'

"Have fun with that. You're the ones who have to fill out the paper work." She shouted back.

"We're going to Kansas tomorrow." Dean shouted. At that, Alina froze. Kansas. Home.

"W-why?" She was trembling. When Alina was 15, a group of Djin had kidnapped her. They had her for 1 day, but they did something to her to make her feel like it was 2 years. This is how she was brought into the 'Family Business'. She opened the door. Stood there were her brothers. She pushed passed them and sat in the big victorian style chair.

"A pair of Vetala." Dean replied calmly. Either he's over it, or he's over it for now. Sam still looked frustrated.

'I guess I'll have to tell them I was lying about earlier. Don't want them thinking I was off screwing every time I sneak back into the house.' She thought.

"Listen, guys, I was lying earlier. I didn't have sex." They relaxed quite a bit. "I said that to get you mad. Make you worry. Blah blah."

"So, you gonna tell us what you did tonight. I mean, god Lina, it's 3 in the morning." Sam was the only one who called her Lina. It was like how Dean called him Sammy.

"Well, I did go to a party with a guy. He was 18, and seemed really nice. Once I snuck out, and got to the party, I noticed there was a lot of beer, and Vodka. I didn't drink any though, not my taste of liquor. Well, my date did. He got kind of handsy, and pushed me into a wall. That's when I lost my temper.. I.. kind of.. well. I hurt him. I punched him in the throat and probably broke a couple toes." She was now across the room, looking through her suit case

"Well, at least you taught him a lesson." Sam said exhaling. "Glad to know you're not easy like some of the women Dean's been with." She threw an ash tray that weighed about 1 pound. He easily dodged it.

"Out. Now. Leave some money." She snapped.

"Why? We aren't leaving until you're in that bed, asleep. Do we need to start having you sleep in our room again? You know how Dean farts in his sleep, it even wakes me up." Sam replied. Dean just stared at us.

"What?! I do not!" Dean said defending him self.

"You don't matter at this moment Dean. Sam, I need money to order take-out. I didn't dare touch the weed brownies. They had white powder sprinkled on top, and I was not about to get into that. I'm starving." Alina said walking towards the bathroom.

"I'll order Chinese." Dean said. He was clearly upset about finding out that he wasn't as perfect as he thought.