Chapter 1

Sam wandered around the salvage yard with nothing to do. He could help Dean with the Impala, but he didn't feel like fixing cars. "Hey, Sammy!" Bobby called.

"Yeah?"

"If you're so bored, come 'ere and help me, will ya?"

"Yeah, ok." He replied, heading for the door. As he entered he saw a bunch of boxes laid out on the living room floor. "What the hell is this?"

"Boxes."

"No, seriously."

"Well," Bobby explained, "I needed to clear out some stuff, and I saw a pile of boxes. I didn't know if anything in them is important, so I'm gonna need you to help me out and look through 'em."

Sam agreed reluctantly before turning his attention to the boxes. Some stuff looked old, other new, and some of the stuff in those boxes looked just plain weird…and really creepy.

Around his fifth box, Sam found a couple of photos. Family photos belonging to the Winchesters. "Hey, Bobby, what are these?" Sam asked. Bobby turned his head and looked at the pictures in Sam's hands.

"Their family pictures before the demon. Your daddy gave them to me."

He looked through the pictures. Most of them were two kids, a girl and a boy, and one baby in the boy's arms.

Probably Dean. He smiled.

And he wondered who the girl was. In one picture she was alone, holding the baby, and giggling. The next one, was Mary, his mom, and John, his dad, standing side by side and smiling.

Then Dean with John, then the girl with Mary, then all five of them together. But who was the girl?

"I'm taking a break, Bobby."

"Fine by me, I'll take the last box." Bobby replied, walking over the final box that was yet to be opened.

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"Hey Dean?" Sam asked once he reached the Impala. Dean looked up from staring at his beer and replied, "Yeah?"

"I need to ask you something." Sam stated.

"Anything."

"I was looking at a bunch of pictures while helping Bobby out and I saw this." He showed him the picture. Dean's look turned into one of surprise, "Yeah, listen, I have a lot of work to do, I'll see you later…?"

"Dean!"

"Ok, fine." Dean sighed; he knew Sam would bug him later about it so why not just go ahead and not waste any time later? He grabbed the picture and stared at the little girl, who smiled back at him.

"Sam… I gotta tell you something…" Dean mumbled, "We… We have a sister."