I do not own Sam and Dean, or any other Supernatural. I do own the character Valerie. Keep in mind in this story Dean is 27, Sam is 20, and Valerie is 16. Mary Winchester also died when Dean was 21, Sam was 14 and Valerie was 10! Winsister Fic! Rated M for sexual contect and language.

Prologue

I can say there once was a time in my life that I was "normal". Not so much anymore. Things that I never thought about having to worry about, I started to realize that it is all real. All those things that adults say are not true and are just stories, is not true. I know this because my whole life had changed from normal to abnormal in a day. Little did I know that my life had just started getting freaky, and there was more in my future. I had no idea what I was in for. But, I am now living in a new world. My own world of Supernatural.

Chapter 1: The New Winchester

My name is Valerie. Valerie Winchester. I am 16 years old, and I live in a small town in South Carolina, with my mom, Karen and my dad, Daniel. Well, my adopted parents. I was put up for adoption the day I was born. My birthparents are John and Mary Winchester. They all agreed on an open adoption, so they kept in touch with me untill I was about 10. When my mom, Mary, was killed in a fire. My dad, John, just never got in touch again. No more phone calls. No more letters, even. It all just...stopped. Soon after that, I started hearing voices. At first I thought it was just in my head. But, then things got worse. I started having nightmares. They were very vivid. and they were terrifying. It almost seemed like I was there. From that point on, it escalated to actually seeing supernatural beings in front of my own eyes. That's when my opinions on supernatural forces and entitys were no longer the scary things I saw in movies or read about in books. They walked around. In the real world. Hurting people. And for being able to see them, it made me think. Maybe I am supposed to see them. To destroy them. To kill them. So, I started researching everything I could. I even read about other peoples contacts with supernatural creatures. Anything I could to learn more and educate myself on how to kill or lock away the evil things on this planet.

I eventually started going on late night hunts. I had my own process on finding what I was looking for and how to kill it without being seen. My mom and dad, they know nothing about my "gift", you could call it. If I told them they would think I was insane. Going crazy. and they would definitley try to stop me. I was not gonna let that happen. I had to much to deal with. I had to save the innocent people that everynight were that close to danger. I know the things that I have seen and killed. It was real. I am not making up an excuse to deal with the feelings of my pathetic life or how hurt I am not having my dad around anymore. To help me. He did have beliefs in this supernatural crazy talk. My dreams and my feelings, they told me he was the greatest.

Tonight is October 13th. Creepy huh? I'm going on a hunt. A ghost hunt. I quietly opened the two story window in my room, and grabbed my bag and escaped the four walls that trap me with the memories of the life I used to have. I was going out into the night to face the evil that people never think twice about.

**Back at Home**

Karen was sitting in her room with Daniel talking about Valerie. They were the ones who had to break the news about Mary's death, six years ago. They both were very close to John and Mary before the fire. They had made a deal not to tell Valerie she had two brothers. So that she wouldn't be even more upset about not seeing them as well. In the middle of their conversation they heard a knock downstairs. Who would be knocking on the door at midnight? Daniel led them downstairs to the door and opened it to see two young men.

"Hi sorry to bother you. I'm Dean and this is my brother Sam. You know out father? John Winchester?"

"Come on in", Daniel said. He led them to the dining room and took a seat. "What is it we can help you boys with?".

"Well, we saw your name in our dads journal, and we just wanted to know...how do you know our father?", Sam said.

"He never told you?... Well...Umm, we adopted his daughter..." Karen said.

Dean and Sam looked at eachother, confused. Then they both looked back at Karen.

"That's a mistake. He never had a daughter. Just me and Sam."

"No, he did. Valerie. She's 16. We adopted her from your parents the day she was born."

Dean got very angry. Angry and upset that his whole life he had a baby sister, and he never knew. He couldn't be there for her. To protect her. Dean could not hold in his anger and he started yelling and Sam tried to calm him down.

"DEAN! Chill out okay!"

"ARE YOU CRAZY, SAM? WE HAD A SISTER! WE HAVE A SISTER! DAD NEVER TOLD US! HE HID IT FROM US THE WHOLE DAMN TIME!"

"Dean, I'm sure what dad did was for a good reason, okay? There's always a good reason for the things that dad does..at least that's what you've always told me."

Dean calmed down a little and turned to face Karen and Daniel.

"She's here right now?," Dean asked.

"Ummm...yeah, she's sleeping upstairs. You guys are more than welcome to stay the night and see her in the morning if you like?"

"Yes, we would appreciate that."

Karen showed them to the guest room, which happened to be next to Valerie's room.

**2 A.M**

Valerie quietly opened up her window and climbed in, unable to see what she was doing in the dark. She found the light switch and turned around and saw two guys sitting there on her bed. She screamed. Then Dean ran over to her and put his hand over her mouth.

"Don't scream. It's okay. I'm Dean, this is my brother Sam. This may sound crazy and hard to believe, but were your brothers. Are parents are John and Mary Winchester." Dean slowly moved his hand away from her mouth, to find her in shock.

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