A Messed Up Family Tree

"You didn't ask for this

Nobody ever would

Caught in the middle of this dysfunction

It's your sad reality

It's your messed up family tree

And your left with all these questions "

Matthew West- Family Tree

xXx

I awoke with a start now, eyes fixed on the shadowy ceiling. Next to me, I felt the bed move a little now, then closed my eyes again with a sigh, then realized what had awoken me- Dean snoring loudly in my ear.

I scowled now; that ass. He always kept me awake, whether I was spending the night curled up with Sam in the other bed, or stuck here, with his annoying eighteen year old big brother.

But that was the thing- they were both like brothers to me.

When I decided that the snoring was too much to put up with, I pulled the covers away and got out, leaving Dean half naked on the bed, still snoring like a rumbling truck. I clambered into the other bed now, then heard a low moan. 'Lee?' a sleepy voice said softly into my ear, and I chuckled a little. 'Sorry if I woke you.'

Sam chuckled too this time, then said, 'Can't sleep too huh?' then moving a little so he could pull me into his arms and yank the covers over us. I chuckled- Sam was always the one with the most sense. The same age, fifteen, as me, and easily my best friend. Hell, he'd heard it all. Whether it was my first crush, kiss... all of it really, my own personal shoulder to cry on and spill my heart out to.

I didn't dare tell Dean anything anymore... not since he'd very nearly beaten the crap outta this guy who cheated on me. Sure, the fact I had a protective big brother was comforting, but at the same time, weird.

My mother had died when I was just a baby. Very nearly the same age as Sam, give or take a few months. He was fifteen, the same as me now.

I sighed now- it was a rather cold night here in Maine, and dad (or should that be John Winchester, the boys father and my "adoptive father?") he had always asked me to call him "Dad" and I always knew he had a softer side under the hard exterior. Buried deep, but still there.

Whichever it was, he was off hunting something- a ghost in an old warehouse I recalled. I had been surprised that he let Dean remain behind when they usually hunted together all the time. Dad had told Dean that it was a mild case. A "one man job" had been his exact words.

Typical stubborn man. I wondered sometimes how I put up with them... living with three guys your whole life did things to you- sure, I didn't mind too much wearing dresses, but jeans were much more my preferred style of choice.

I mean, you wouldn't get Dean never wearing his beaten leather jacket would you? The guy practically lived in it, never taking it off to be honest.

Now I sighed as I immediately felt warmer from the body heat he was exuding, plus the warm covers and arms around me. Sam frowned, I knew it because of the tone he used when he said. 'What's up?' I sighed once more, then said quietly, feeling that little sibling moment between us as I said glumly. 'Just wish Dean would stop snoring.' Sam chuckled, then let me go for a second as he reached down beside the bed and picked up something- I saw him lob something over at the opposite bed, then a snort and voice going. 'Oww!'

I rolled my eyes now- it sure sounded like Sams shoe had collided into Dean... his head by the way he was cursing, a hand on his head. The lamp came on now, and I snorted in laughter at the sight of his bedraggled form.

'That was not funny Leona!' He growled at me, stalking to the bathroom and slamming the door shut behind him so loud, that the occupants next door yelled for silence. I heard him growl back. 'Shut the hell up!'

Typical pissed of Dean (!)

Sam sighed and laughed a little, running a hand through his hair as he said to me. 'I think I'm in trouble now.' I rolled my eyes and snuggled into his chest, closing my eyes against him, my hand twining in the covers. I was only vaguely aware of him sighing and lying back down, putting a protective arm around me again. I smiled a little to myself now-

This was my family.

When I woke up the next morning, Sam wasn't in with me anymore, so I sat up and yawned, turning my tired gaze on Dean who was cleaning out the barrel of a shotgun, but looked up at me as I pulled myself to my feet, and asked groggily. 'Where's S-?' but I needn't finish, because I heard his annoyed voice and knocks from the bathroom- Dean had locked him inside from the shoe throwing incident last night.

I scoffed at Dean. 'Such childish behavior.' then went over to the door and yanked the blade that was stopping the door from opening. Sam came out now, scowling at his brother. 'Hey-! You wait til I-!' but he never got it out, as Deans phone went off and he answered it, face serious in a second as the call ended and he said to me and Sam. 'Demons followed him on the way out, grab everything and let's scarper.'

It wasn't unusual, this kind of morning.

As we grabbed everything and, as Dean put it "shagged ass" Dad was waiting in the Impala, and barely thirty seconds out the motel door, they were already speeding away, the driver cursing under his breath as Dean asked now, looking out the back window at the retreating town. 'What happened? I thought it was a ghost?'

I heard dad groan. 'It was an ambush. Demons.'

I sighed now, putting my head on Sams shoulder, closing my eyes- John- I mean dad, was pissed off. And when he was pissed off, he was really pissed. Great (!) and now I was certain as the cars speed increased that we weren't going to stop for a good while at , until dad though we had covered enough distance from the demon horde that was probably following us.

Hell what a morning... hang on, that wasn't right...

Welcome to being "related" in a sense, to the Winchesters (!)

Due to the constant pleading, here we go- the start of a Dean/OC fic! Sorry this chapter is so short:( will be gettinf alllooot longer. Starts with teen boys, but will be much older soon enough(: Reviews are very much loved, I'd love to hear what you think about this experiment of mine, and my first Dean/OC fic:) plus they motivate me to do the next one for tonight. Cheers all