Story of Winchesters with a younger sister Charlotte/Charlie/Lottie Winchester.

She is eighteen and travels around with her brothers.

The demon came to Sam when he was a baby and gave him demon blood, but returned six years later, when Charlotte was a baby. That's when mary was killed. Read on to find out more..

Disclaimer: unfortunately I do not own Supernatural or any of the characters, only Charlotte.

Story starts from season 2 'In my Time of Dying' enjoy and review!

Everything was a blur, as Sam seemed to see hundreds of medical staff running through the emergency doors at the front of the hospital. Everything was a blur as he was wheeled in on a gurney wearing a neck brace and an oxygen mask. He was trying to focus on what was happening but all he could think of were the moments leading up to the crash; all he could hear was the loud screeching of tyres, the crunching of metal and his sisters terrified screams, moments before he blacked out. Now there was just panic everywhere as he caught sight of his brother being rushed down the halls of the hospital, unconscious attached to so many wires and tubes.

"D-De.. Dean!!" he tried to call out to his brother.

"Don't worry sir we'll take good care of him. He's in safe hands please just relax." The nurse next to him spoke trying to take control of the situation. He hadn't even noticed her hovering next to him until she spoke.

"w-where.. where's my sister? I need to see my sister and my father. They were with me… where are they… are they ok?!" Sam was trying to control himself but he felt so helpless at that point. He was immobile on that bed, being moved around the ward, unable to help any of his family.

"Please sir, just calm down. Your father is being seen to upstairs. Your sister, Charlotte is it? She was brought in just before your brother she's in surgery now.. they're all being cared for, just take care of yourself for the moment."

Sam wanted to forget, he wanted to just think about helping himself , but he couldn't not when Dean was barely alive and Charlie was in surgery for God knows what kind of injury. The worry he was feeling passed around in his head, until he felt something prick his hand, and suddenly everything seemed to get quieter and slow down. Eventually he gave in and closed his eyes falling asleep.

SN

Twenty four hours later and the emergency room to the hospital was calm and quiet, a complete change to the goings on from the day before. Sam Winchester had been discharged a couple of hours earlier, managing to escape from the traumatic events with only a few minor cuts and bruises. He was sitting in his fathers room, staring into space as his dad slept restlessly in the bed next to him. He knew that what went on before and during the crash would haunt his dad for years to come. He knew that he couldn't stop thinking about what had happened, but his father… he had been inside that demon… he had caused his children all that pain. At least that's what his father believed, despite Sam trying to reassure him that it wasn't his fault.

"It's you, isn't it? We've been lookin' for you for a long time." Sam said to his 'father', his voice full of anger and fear.

"You found me" the demon said showing a sickening smile on the face of John Winchester.

"But the holy water…."

"You think somethin' like that works on somethin' like me?"

Sam gulped realising they'd never faced anything like this before. This was the demon that killed his mother. Took away his and his siblings childhood and for what? Sam didn't even know. He tried as hard as he could to pull himself off the wall but he was stuck to it like glue. Dean, too, next to him was visibly struggling against the invisible bonds that held him there. His sister had left the room to help take in there stuff from the car, and he was praying that she would know something was up and stay outside. He could see Dean glance out of the window trying to see where Charlie had gone.

"I'm gonna kill you!" Sam shouted, his anger reaching boiling point.

"Oh, that'd be a neat trick. In fact, here." The demon placed the gun on a nearby table, taunting Sam. "Make the gun float to ya there, psychic boy." Dean could visibly see the strain on his brothers face as he tried to move the gun unsuccessfully. "Well, this is fun. I could've killed you all a hundred times today, but this…." He sighed "this is worth the wait." A smile that sickened Dean to the core appeared on Johns face as he relished being in control. "Your dad? He's in here with me—trapped inside his own meat suit. He says "hi", by the way. He's gonna tear you apart. He's gonna taste the iron in your blood." The demon shouted getting louder and louder. He could see the fear on the brothers faces as they didn't know what was going to happen.

"Let him go or I swear to God-" Dean seethed trying to control his emotions. He didn't want to admit it to himself but he was scared- really scared, not just for himself but for his brother and sister… he didn't think he could see them go through the pain the Yellow Eyed demon was planning.

"What? What are you and God gonna do? You see, as far as I'm concerned, this is justice." He taunted, slowly moving closer to Dean. "You know that little exorcism of yours? That was my daughter."

"Who, Meg?"

"The one in the alley? That was my boy. You understand?"

"You've got to be kiddin' me." Dean sighed realising the situation was worse than he thought.

"What? You're the only one who can have a family? You destroyed my children. How would you feel if I killed your family?" 'John' questioned looking the eldest Winchester child straight in the eye, knowing this would get to him.

At that moment, charlotte walked in, dropping everything that was in her hands with a loud thud. Her face showed nothing but terror as she glanced at the scene before her. Her two brothers were pinned against the wall looking at her worriedly. Who she first thought was her father, started strolling towards her, as his eyes turned a haunting yellow. Charlotte backed away slowly glancing at her brothers for reassurance but getting nothing but fear in return.

"Ah look who decided to join the party" The demon smiled further edging towards Charlotte.

"wh-who-who are you?" She questioned trying to sound strong and unafraid.

"who am I? I'm offended, how could you not remember me?" he laughed relishing the fear he saw on her face. "Im sure if you're mother were here she'd easily remember who I was." He grinned.

"Oh my god!" charlotte whimpered, suddenly realising who this was. He was definitely not her father. He was the thing that killed her mother, took away her childhood, gave her the life she had. "You son of a bitch!" she shouted suddenly lunging for the demon before her, driven by her anger and sadness.

This was all in vain as the demon slammed her into the wall allowing her to slide slowly down to the floor.

"Silly little girl" he laughed. "Im the one in charge round here." He said slowly. Suddenly his foot came out kicking her hard in the ribs several times. She rolled over on her side cowering against the wall trying to protect herself from his force.

"You son of a bitch!" Dean shouted trying harder than before to get himself off the wall. "leave her alone!"

The demon laughed, crouching down in front of Charlotte, tenderly stroking the side of her face, moving her long hair out of her face. "Just like her mother" he sighed, noticing her clench her eyes shut at these words, trying to hide the tears of pain and agony. He could see Dean seething out of the corner of his eye.

"I wanna know why. Why'd you do it?" Sam asked, trying to draw the attention away from his sister.

"You mean, why'd I kill Mommy and pretty little Jess?"

"Yeah." Sam answered

The demon suddenly turned his head to Dean. "You know, I never told you this, but Sam was gonna ask her to marry him. Been shoppin' for rings and everything." He turned his attention back to Sam, walking towards him. "You wanna know why? Because they got in the way."

"In the way of what?" Sam asked confused.

"My plans for you, Sammy—you….and all the children like you. You see when your little sister over there was just a baby I planned to kill her. That night, the night your mother died, it wasn't supposed to be her. No it was supposed to be little Charlie Winchester's last day. But your mother got in the way trying to protect her baby girl, and ended up the victim. Shame really" he sighed.

"wh-what?" Sam asked. "Why were you trying to kill Charlie? What does she have to do with the plans for me?" Sam breathed out quickly, glancing at Charlie who was sitting against the wall, pure grief written all over her face.

"Silly Sam, you just don't understand. See I cant have you worrying about other things like stupid brothers and sisters, I need you focused. So I planned to get rid of one of those problems. I guess things turned out a little differently, but here we are and its all gonna turn out the way I planned." He grinned.

Listen….you mind just gettin' this over with, huh? 'Cause I really can't stand the monologuing." Dean interrupted, trying to put on a brave face.

The demon slowly walked back over to Dean "Funny. But that's all part of your M.O., isn't it? Mask all that nasty pain. Mask the truth."

"Oh, yeah? What's that?" Dean asked standing up to the thing in front of him.

"You know, you fight and you fight for this family, but the truth is….they don't need you. Not like you need them. Sam—he's clearly John's favorite. Even when they fight. It's more concern than he's ever shown you. And little Lottie over there" he said calmly nodding towards Charlotte in the corner, and using the nickname only Dean ever called her. "she's his baby girl, his only daughter. He's always trying to protect her."

"I bet you're real proud of your kids, too, huh? Oh, wait, I forgot. I wasted 'em." Dean laughed trying to taunt the Demon as he had done previously.

'John' said nothing just took a step back and watched as Dean suddenly screamed out in agony, blood pooling on his shirt.

"Dean! Dean! Please stop!" Sam and Charlotte shouted at the demon.

"Please daddy, please I know you're in there! Stop it. Please" Charlotte cried looking at her brother squirming in agony. "STOP!" she shouted at her father, feeling helpless and weak as she was pinned to the floor she was sat on.

"Shutup!" The demon shouted, launching her at the opposite wall. She crashed against it rolling onto her side on the floor. Sam looked at her in complete horror. Things had got completely out of hand.

"Stop" John shouted "Stop it" he shouted again, his eyes turning back to their original brown. Sam and Dean were released from the wall, as the hold on them before weakened. Sam raced to the gun, as Dean slowly crawled towards his sister who was slowly starting to come around.

"You kill me you kill daddy" The demon taunted.

"I know" Sam said steadily, as he shot his father in the leg. He suddenly remembered his siblings and ran over to them on the other side of the room. Dean was laying on the floor drenched in his own blood, as Charlie leaned over him, tears streaking down her face.

"Dean? Charlie?" He asked sliding in beside them

"Sam, Sam he's lost a lot of blood," Charlie said in between cries.

"Wheres dad?" dean asked weakly trying to sit up and look around.

"He's right here. He's right here, Dean."

"Go check on him. Go check on him Sam" dean said. Sam reluctantly left Dean and Charlie to go to his father.

"Dad? Dad?" John suddenly awoke, hearing his sons pained voice.

"Sammy! It's still alive. It's inside me. I can feel it. You shoot me. You shoot me! You shoot me in the heart, son! Hearing his father's plea, Sam slowly raised the gun with tears in his eyes. Now he had to make the hardest decision he'd ever have to make, killing the thing that had destroyed his family and childhood and taken away his mother, or killing his father.

"Sam, don't you do it. Don't you do it." Dean shouted weakly from across the room.

"Please Sammy don't shoot him" charlotte cried holding onto Dean with dear life.

Sam turned his attention back to his father "You've got to hurry! I can't hold on to it much longer! You shoot me, son! Shoot me! Son, I'm beggin' you! We can end this here and now! Sammy!"

"Sam, no." Dean screamed, now crying.

"You do this! Sammy!" Suddenly without warning, a thick black cloud of smoke left his fathers body through his mouth and exited through the floorboards. Sam looked around at his brother and sister both crying and looking at him in sadness. He turned his attention back to his father who was breathing heavily and looking at him with a face of disappointment.

"Sam we have to get dean to a hospital, he's lost so much blood" Charlotte cried, awakening Sam from his thoughts.

He suddenly sprung in to action, helping his father up and guiding him towards the car. "Charlie, I'll be back in a second, try and wake him up" Sam said to his sister, trying to take control of the situation.

Charlotte looked down worriedly at her older brother who had just gone unconscious. "Hey dean, Dean!" she shouted trying to rouse him. "Dean wake up" she called. Suddenly Sam came back from the car, and the both of them lifted him up, slowly carrying him to the car. With one last glance back into the room Sam helped carry Dean to the car. They positioned Dean In the back of the car, resting on the seat. Charlotte got in the back with him, his head resting in her lap, her hands stroking his short hair. Sam quickly clambered into the drivers seat, next to his father in the passenger seat and sped off towards the nearest hospital.

Sam looked back at his sister, currently fighting to hold in her emotions. "Just hold on alright, hospitals only ten minutes away" He called to her, trying to reassure her, as well as himself that everything would be alright.

"I'm surprised at you, Sammy. Why didn't you kill it? I thought we saw eye to eye on this—killin' this demon comes first. Before me, before everything." Sam glanced up to meet his fathers eyes, and then back to see his brother and sister through the rearview mirror.

"No, sir. Not before everything. Look, we still have the Colt. We still have the one bullet left. We just have to start over, all right, I mean, we already found the demon—"

Suddenly without warning a huge semi truck slammed head first into the side of the impala. Everything went dark for the Winchesters.

"Excuse me sir, are you Mr. Mcgillicuddy?" a doctor asked Sam coming into his fathers room.

"Err.. yes that's me" Sam answered, acknowledging the fake name his father had given to the hospital staff.

"could I speak with you for a moment. Its about your brother and sister" She asked guiding him out into the hallway and to her office.

"Yea sure…is everything ok? Are they alright?" Sam asked, suddenly worried about them. He hadn't really thought much about what was going to happen now. He only prayed they would all be ok.

This is my first supernatural sis-fic, so please don't be too harsh

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