Written By: xxPyRaxx

Chapter One- Family Matters

Jacklynn Johnson will never forget the day that Dean Winchester brought her back to life. He was the one who taught her how to love and how to stand up for her self. And everyday she thanked him in her own way by refusing to forget about him.

Since she went to live with her mother, it's been tough. Very tough. That same day that she was released from the hospital, she met her step-father and step-brother. They were both nice, but over the years she's been closer to her new step-brother, Jacob. Jacob was a lot like Dean in many ways. Since he found out about her past, he's been keeping an eye out for her. Making sure she was safe and comfortable. He's listens to her and he is certainly the best step-brother, in her opinion.

Her step-father is very nice, nicer than her biological father. He was sweet and caring. He always wants to make sure that the whole family is safe and protected. But he was always away a lot though, she found out about a year after she came into the family that they all were supernatural hunters—that's why they travelled a lot.

Her mother was very sweet and caring to her too. Even though after she got out of the hospital, she admitted her into a rehabilitation recovering house for her weight loss. Of course, there she had to learn to take care of herself

The doctors at the rehab centre and hospital called her case 'dangerous'. She was what they said, an anorexic and bulimic teenager. It wasn't her fault that she was like that. Her father didn't allow her to eat. It wasn't just her mother to support her and stuck by her while she was in rehab, her step-father and brother supported her too. When she got out of rehab, they watched her like a hawk. Especially after meals, because she would go the bathroom and vomit the food back up. She didn't mean to do it; the food was just too much for her body, since she hasn't eaten in such a long time.

Over the years, she's also been suffering from nightmares of her dreadful past as well. The beatings that her father used to gave her, the yelling and the terrifying attic. She would wake up screaming and crying. Since she and Jacob shared a room, he would be there. He would be sitting on her bed, comforting her, hugging her and telling her that she's safe. She would eventually fall to sleep, with Jacob lying beside her with his arm around her waist. She was very happy with her new and lovable family.

"I think Jack is doing a lot better" Gregory complimented as he drove his classic 1969 Dodge Charger R/T down the road with his wife, Mary-Anne in the passenger seat next to him. Their son, Jacob and new daughter Jacklynn, were driving behind them in a classic orange and black striped 1970 Ford Mustang Boss Clone.
"You think?" Mary-Anne replied.
"Yes, she gained some weight-"
"But not a lot."
"Mary-Anne, you must be patient. Remember, Rome wasn't built in a day."
"Yes, I know. But it's been 16 years since she came to live with us and she's been in rehab for nearly 9 years."
"You can't expect her to have an appetite right away, remember she probably wasn't allowed to eat very often when she was living with her dad."
"God, I hate that man for what he did to my baby" she growled.
"I know, I hate him too. But she is here with us, safe and well-protected."

In the Mustang behind, Jacob was driving the muscle car, with his sleep step-sister in the passenger seat beside him. Her head was resting on the passenger window. Jacob made a mental note to himself that he had to give her Vitamin B5 pills that contained with whole grain cereals, legumes, eggs, meat, royal jelly and many other foods when she woke up. Jacob was proud of her, don't get him wrong, it was just that sometimes she would go to the bathroom and bring everything back up in the toilet of the nearest bathroom. He loved the girl it was just that sometimes he thought that she didn't want to get better. And that made him feel like he failed of being her protector.