AUTHOR NOTE: This was requested by one of my fanfiction net readers.
You and your brothers were in the Impala heading back to the bunker from a demon hunt. Dean was pissed at you because you let yourself get cornered. Dean ran in just in time to stop the blacked eyed bastard from stabbing you. The whole ride back you held back tears at your oldest brother's harsh words. "You could have been killed!" he shouted, "or possessed! You know to watch out Y/N! You've been trained just as much as Sam and I have,".
"Dean it's not like I planned or knew the demon would corner me alone!" you shouted back.
"I told you not to leave Sam's side!" he pointed out, "guess dad was right! You're never gonna be a good hunter! You can't even protect yourself long enough to take out a demon!". Hearing your brother say that broke the damn. Luckily you were in the bunker garage by then and you jumped out of Baby and ran to your room. You slammed the door and broke down. For the next few days, you never left your room. Sam would come check on you. His heart broke when you would tell him you felt like you were just a burden to them. Someone they constantly had to babysit.
"Did you really have to be so harsh with her that night Dean?" Sam asked as they sat in the library nursing some beers.
"Dude, she almost got killed," Dean pointing out as if that justified what he had said to you.
"Ok, and how many times have we almost met our end against a lot of monsters?" Sam asked, "you took it to far when you brought up what dad use to say,". Dean sighed. You had been asleep for about two hours when a soft knock on your door woke you up.
"Who is it?" you called out sitting up as Dean cracked up your down.
"Can we talk Y/N?" he asked. You didn't have enough energy for any more of his harsh words.
"Dean I really don't wanna hear more lecturing," you said looking away, "I get it I'm a screwup,". You heard him sigh as he walked in sitting a bowl down on your end table as he sat beside you. You noticed it was filled with little bite-sized candy bars. That was a treat he only gave you when he was feeling bad for something he did.
"I'm sorry Y/N," he started as he placed his hand on yours, "I was a jerk and I went over the line. I was angry and no it's not an excuse but I hate that I've made you feel this bad. I hope you can forgive me,". You teared up. You loved your big brother and seeing the guilt on his face let you know he meant it. You lept up and hugged him tightly.
"I do forgive you, Dean," you said. He smiled and hugged back.
"I love you little sis," he said. You smiled.
"I love you too," you said.
"Still you're favorite?" he asked. You giggled.
"Just don't tell Sammy," you said as you both enjoyed the little chocolate treats together.