April 1996
My head gently rested on my arm sprawled against my desk. Mr. Abbot had put in a movie in the front of the class and told us to watch it or nap. I wasn't into the whole geography thing so instead I pulled out my book of monsters and beasts. I took notes on the ones I thought might be real and things that could help identify scratchy sound of the intercom broke through the voice of the narrator. The teacher paused the movie and all of us directing our attention up to the speaker box in the corner of the room. Even I looked up from my book to pay attention. The vice principal cleared his throat.
"Would a miss N...Nikeyeta?, Nikitah, Neyekite Winchester come to office immediately"
I covered my face immediately, my name wasn't that hard to say, and i hadn't done anything wrong to get called. I didn't need to uncover my face to know I was being gawked at. I was already the weird girl in class, then again when you scare you're hall buddy in kindergarten by telling her there really is monsters under her bed, people tend to label you as the made fun of and being a loner was hard at first, everyday id get picked on a teased. No one wanted to hang out with me or sit with me. But everyday, Uncle Bobby was waiting outside to pick me up, he'd take me home and he'd let me help him do research and fix cars, and on the weekend he'd take me tracking. Then at the end of every night I'd get a call from my dad and brothers who always made everything better.
Taking a deep breath I removed my hands from my face and shoved my books in my bag. I strapped the heavy bag on my shoulders slowly standing up making sure I didn't tip over. It was sad to say the bag weighed more then me, from the school books and my books. The teacher held the door open for me. I kept my eyes on the tile floor avoiding eye contact with everyone. I made my way down the abandoned hallway not looking up.
I walked into the office slowly I pulled my gaze from my feet, Uncle Bobby was signing the clipboard to excuse me from class. It was something he very rarely did unless he needed to. I scrunched my brows giving him a confused and worried look. His face didn't give anything away, he gave a nod to the secretary and led me out the door.
I followed closely behind him watching him wondering what was going on. My mind started to race wondering if something bad had happened. Did Sam or Dean get hurt? was dad hurt? I was starting to get worried. I nervously started biting on my lip looking down at the ground as we left the building. We walked a little ways before I noticed he had stopped. I looked up from his feet up to him he grinned at me and nodded a head. I gave him a suspicious look then turned my head. My eyes went wide a grin spreading across my face, leaning against the old truck was Sam and Dean.
"Sammy, Dino!" I screamed taking off towards them
I couldn't stop my legs in time I crash right into Sam my arms wrapping and gripping onto his waist tightly as I buried my head into his stomach he chuckled softly. I let go of Sam looking up at him with a big grin. As I turned to hug Dean Sam slipped my pack off my back. As I went to wrap my arms around Dean he lifted me up I wrapped them around his shoulders hugging him tightly.
"Geez Kit what do you have in here the entire library?" Sam teased, I pulled away from Dean blushing.
"Wouldn't shock me" Bobby added
I stuck my tongue out, Dean carefully tucked my head into the truck and he placed me on the back seat. I scooted over to the far end letting Sam put my bag in the middle before climbing in the back. Dean got shot gun while uncle Bobby drove. When we reached the house I scrambled to get out of the truck. I stumbled on the gravel tripping crashing onto my knees pushing my self back up quickly.
"Where are you going in such a hurry?" Uncle Bobby called from the truck
"I gotta show Sammy and Dean my new pictures!"
I didn't face them as I yelled I just rushed up the porch steps holding on to the railing as I did. I could hear Sam and Dean chuckling at me. I opened the door taking a step inside I froze my mouth dropped open. A smirk pulled on my father's stubble covered face, he looked tired but that was nothing new. He opened his arms up looking down at me. I bolted for him he dropped down to his knee as I reached him. My father's leather covered arms wrapped around me pulling me to him closely. I nuzzled my head into his chest my fingers clutching tightly onto his leather jacket.
I loved my dad he meant everything to me even if I barely got to see him. He was the only real parent I had, my mother was killed by a werewolf when I was a baby. Sam and Dean were my half brother's but they never treated me like it. To all of them even Uncle Bobby I was the Baby Winchester, the fragile little princess It was why I lived with Uncle Bobby on a permanent bases. Dad wanted me to be safe, to be as normal as I could be.
"Happy Birthday Kit" my dad whispered softly in my ear
I had completely forgotten about my birthday and it was the first one since I was four that dad was actually here for. He kissed my head softly as he pulled away and stood up. We heard the door close I turned around to see Bobby walking past us with a grin while Dean closed the door and Sam dropped my bag down.
"So where's this album?" Dean quizzed
"In my room i'll go get it" I said bolting for the stairs
I bailed on the rug as it slipped from under my feet. I caught myself on my hands and knees, jumping up all eyes were on me. I gave them a thumbs up rushing upstairs. Hurrying down the hallway I reached my room forcing the door open I rushed to my desk. I fixed my photo album making sure everything was in place before closing it. I placed my box of pictures and other various items on top of the book before picking it up. Carefully I made my way out of my open door down the hallway then down stairs.
I placed the book on the coffee table and took the box off. I was just about to open it when Uncle Bobby's familiar weather and wrinkled hands hovered in front of my face. One hand had a glass of chocolate milk the other my pills. I groaned looked up at him with a pout. I hated my pills but I had to take one three times a day then a different pill at night as well it sucked.
"Open up"
I gave him a pouty glare before opening my mouth. He dropped the pill in handing me the milk I guzzled half it back before making a sour face at him. Uncle Bobby just chuckled patting my head before retreating to the kitchen where my father was. Sam and Dean were sitting on the couch looking down at the table ready for me to show them the book.
-Time Skip later that afternoon-
I had spent two hour's showing Sam and Dean all my new photo's and my tracking pictures. I knew Dean didn't really care about them but he always pretended to. When I finished showing them my album It was declared homework time before going to the park. Legs crossed I sat on the living room floor tapping my pencil against my chin while I attempted my math homework over my brothers kung fu film.I let out a soft groan giving up I slipped my hunter notebook and my creature book out and started to write notes again.
"Nikita Aldara Winchester!"
I froze immediately biting down at my lip. Making the biggest puppy eyes I could muster, something I had learned from watching Sam. I looked up at Bobby who had a rather unpleased and stern look on his face his brows raised at me hands on his hips. I had been caught red handed not doing home work. He held his hand out waving his fingers in a hand it over motion I pouted closing the book itself and my notebook I handed them over.
"Now get back to real work" He said firmly
"But it's my birthday" I pouted
"That's why we're going to the park grab your stuff lets go" My dad said walking into the room
-Time Skip at the park-
My hands gripped tightly to the paint chipped handles of the monkey bars. I watched as my dad and my brother tossed a ball around playing catch. I played for a while but when my asthma started acting up I decided Id go hang on the jungle gym. My eyes explored the near empty park. Uncle Bobby was on the phone giving information to someone, and a couple was walking their dog. I looked up at the sky just in time to see a Kestrel dart by. My hands released there grip I dropped into the sand my eyes stuck on the bird as I followed it.
A feather came loose and drifted towards the ground I bolted for it, picking it up moments after it hit the ground. I lifted it up to my face grinning, it was one of the few feathers I didn't have in my collection. I turned around jumping slightly when I say Kylen standing behind me. Not only was he the school bully I seemed to be his favorite victim. He was three years older, towered over all the kids in the school and had a mean expression permanently planted on his face. I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat.
"Well well what does the little freak have"
He stepped closer with each word plucking the feather from my hand. I swatted my hand trying to get it back he shoved me harshly to the ground. I could feel the rock my hand landed on rip into my flesh slightly.
"Give it back Kylen it's mine I found it" I said quietly
"To bad it's mine now freak" He shoved me back down again and leaned over me" You know what I'll take this to"
He yanked harshly on my necklace ripping it from around my neck. I felt my eye twitch as I saw the angel pendant hanging in the air. Dad had given me the necklace when I was three I never took it off. He said it would protect me and weather that was true or not I felt it did. When Kylen ripped it off it felt like he had ripped out apart of me.
"Give that back" I demanded raising my voice to him for the first time ever. he glared at me
"Make me kid" He gave me a harsh shove I flinched.
I wanted to shout and scream for Sam and Dean. Knowing all Dean would need to was was glare at Kylen and Id get my stuff back. Then again I knew my brothers wouldn't always be there and they were always there nor could they be. I couldn't rely on them to save me every time I got in trouble. Weather the liked the idea of it or not.
"It's mine now give it back" I said more aggressively
He swung it in the air in front of me making hmm sound. I tried to grab it from him quickly but he moved to fast smirking he clutched it to him.
"Nah you know what I think I'll pawn it I need a new video game freak"
With that I snapped I jabbed my middle and index finger at his throat. He gasped immediately coughing I kicked his shins as hard as I could. Kylen fell to the ground groaning in pain and coughing for air. Quickly I took my necklace and feather from him and bolted I tripped over a tree stump less than a rock throw away from him. Kylen started to get up I scrambled to my feet out of the bushes into the main area. I didn't stop or look back until I hid behind Sam who had just taken a seat at the bench.
He looked at me confused I kept my eyes locked on Kylen who emerged from the bushed rubbing his throat. Sam tense up immediately and as is Dean had sensed it his eyes shot over at Kylen as he stood on the other side of me. Kylen shot me a glare I bit my lip I was going to regret that tomorrow. I looked down at the table stealing one of the grapes from Sam's bowl. I could feel eyes on me and not just theirs but Dad and Bobby's to.
"Care to explain kit?" Dean asked what they all were thinking
Sticking a grape in my mouth slowly I looked up at them nervously. Both Dad and Dean had the exact over worried over protected stern look to them. While Sam and Bobby seemed more concerned.
"No.. not really" I mumbled looking back down eating another grape.
"Nik-" Sam started to say, I made the mistake of looking at him he was giving me the eyes.
"O kay okay.." I grumbled taking a breath.
"That's Kylen he's kinda okay so majorly a jerk to like everyone… I saw a Kestrel there really pretty and I followed it and it dropped a feather so I chased it and picked it up.. but when I turned around Kylen was there.. and he was being a buttface.. stealing my feather pushing me around then he stole my necklace…" I stopped looking at everyone
Dad didn't look to happy none of them did, Sam looked even more concerned uncle Bobby shook his head not impressed. While Dean looked pissed to the ends ready to chase after Kylen and tare him a new one.
"So.. I kinda maybe sorta jabbed him in the throat kicked his shin took my stuff back and ran…" I squeaked out looking away.
It was silent no one said anything for several moments then uncle Bobby let out a chuckle.
"It's not funny Bobby" My dad said bitterly.
"C'mon John lighten up you should be proud she just stood up for her self and kicked butt " Bobby defended
Dad dragged him off no doubt to give him a lecture about me needing to be average. Sam and Dean didn't speak they just sat there looking at me then each other. Then Dean finally spoke…
"Why didn't you just call for me, or Sam? You shouldn't have to take care of those kind of things it what were for" Dean said his voice bitter like dads
I didn't look up, his tone hurt.. I thought he'd be proud he was the one who taught me to defend myself. Sam seemed to notice my mood changed that I was on the verge of tears. Lightly he pulled me to him giving me a soft hug I leaned into him for a moment before looking up at Dean.
" I needed to Dean… Sometimes the only one to protect me.. is me…" I mumbled to him looking him in the eyes.
Dean's face softened and he let out a soft sigh with a nod understanding what I meant
-Time Skip that night-
Bobby's P.O,V
It was late well past midnight when I had hung up the phone. I could here the kung-fu movie still on in the main room. Getting up I picked up my beer and headed to see what was going on. Sam and especially Kit were upset, John had caught wind of some demon thing and took off leaving them with me. Dean wasn't to impressed either but he was more mad about it, probably since he swore he'd stay for Kit's birthday this time.
Reaching the main room I noticed all three kids were out cold, even Dean. I looked over them for a minute. Dean was on the right side of the couch leaning against the arm had his head propped up with one hand. his other one stretched out along the back of my old couch as he snored deeply.
Sam was the furthest to the left, he had his head looking up. it was slightly propped up Dean's arm, his mouth open snoring like always. He was tilted slightly to the right towards Dean. Squished between the two of them sleeping like an angel was little Nikita. Her small arms' crossed over her chest, her right one gripping onto Sam's shirt her left onto Deans. She was nuzzled into between the two of them perfectly. There was no denying that, that little girl was the glue holding that family together...