Author's Note: Just a little one shot about what it would be like if Dean and Sam had a sister.

Disclaimer: I don't own john dean or sam though i do own Memphis

Supernatural

You can't tell me what to do!

Okay you're probably wondering who I am well I'll tell you my name's Memphis, Memphis Winchester. Why on earth would I be named Memphis you ask? Because I was born in Memphis on a trip my parents and older brother were taking. Yes, I have an older brother, Dean, and a younger brother, Sam. Dean is only a year older then me which means you guessed it I'm 26 and Sammy is 24. You're probably wondering where was I the night my mother was killed. I was at my grandparents house for the night because I was fighting with Dean all the time so they shipped me to grandma's for the night. Dean and I never really got along because we're so much a like in the stubborn department. Sammy and I were always closer because we both ran out on the family.

That was my childhood now for my adult hood. I have a life, an apartment, a job, a great boyfriend, and all around good existence. I didn't go to college on account of helping my father throughout my teens so I took pictures. Always have, that's what I do I take pictures. Now a days I take pictures for a local magazine called The 411. Everything was great till I heard someone knock on my door on Friday afternoon.

I turned off the TV and opened the door. Standing there were my two brothers and my dad.

"Sammy!" I blurted it out first because he and I always e-mail each other back and forth.

"Hey Memphis."

I gave him a huge hug then waved my hand for them all to come into the house. The three of them sat on my couch so I sat on my counter that separated the small kitchen and living room.

"Is Sam the only one who gets a hello, Memphis?"

"Sorry dad, hi. Hi Dean."

"Hey Memphis."

Dean responded not looking at me. Last time I saw him we didn't end on good terms.

"Nice place you have here Mem."

"Thanks Sammy. Is it everything I said it was?"

"And less." Sam said smirking.

"Oh shut up. So why are you all here?"

"We wanted to tell you that we found the demon and we're going after it." My dad said.

"That's nice be careful." I said shortly.

"Be careful? That's all you have to say? We found the thing we've been hunting for, for years!" Dean said jumping up and yelling at me.

"You know what Dean? I don't care! I didn't care when I was 3 or 10 or 16 or 21 and I still don't care! I wanted a life of my own. I didn't want to be continuing dad's like you. Alright?"

"You think you're better then us don't you?"

"Don't you dare say something like that! I live in a shit apartment that I have to share with a guy who I don't even think is going to make it through the week. I take pictures for a living which gets me up to about 15 bucks a week! I know I'm not better then you. God knows no one is better then the almighty Dean."

"Alright stop it both of you!" Dad said jumping up.

"Why are you really here? Sam told me about you guys finding the demon two weeks ago. So why are you really here?"

"We want you to come with us." Sam said.

"Yeah right no chance in hell."

"This is our fight Memphis something we've been waiting for, for years."

"No dad something you've been waiting for, for years. Sam went to college I made my own life and Dean just wants to be loyal. No one wants this thing killed more then you do. I have no connection to it what so ever."

"This thing killed our mother!" Dena yelled.

"You think I don't realize that? I don't want to go."

"You're going now go pack." My dad demanded.

"You can't tell me what to do." I said looking at him like he was crazy.

Dean and Sam heads snapped around at my words and looked at me in disbelieve.

"Excuse me?" My father asked.

"I'm 26 years old. These two may let you walk all over them but I won't."

"Dad let me talk to her." Dean said.

"I don't want you to talk to me."

"Dad just let me…"

"Fine, Sam and I will be waiting in the car."

They left and Dean turned to me and gave me his deep stare.

"What is it Dean?"

"Do you love me?"

"You're my brother I have too."

"Do you love Sam and dad?"

"Of course."

"Then do this for us."

Then my apartment door opened again and my boyfriend walked in. Don looked from me to Dean and back to me.

"Don this is my brother Dean. Dean this is Don. Don, can you give us a minute?"

"Of course, darling." He smiled and walked outside the door again.

"That's your boyfriend?" Dean said smirking.

"Yeah…"

"His name's Don." Dean said laughing.

"Shut up! Alright I'll go but only because I want to spend more time with my family. But on one condition."

"Anything…"

"I'm driving the Impala."

"Hell no!"

"Hell yes!"