We all know (as supernatural fans) that the only children in the Winchester family are Dean and Sam. What if there was a daughter involved as well? Introducing Emily Winchester, 10 months younger than Sam and 4 years younger than Dean. Ashley is a Supernatural Expert. She graduated top of her class for paranormal and supernatural studies and doesn't need her fathers' journal or notes to 'diagnose' something. Like the rest of the family she is determined to find who (or what) killed her mother. She moved to Texas soon after she turned 18. Emily requested that her family did not try to contact her when she was in Texas. The 3 knew that she wanted to be left alone for a while, the family had travelled for a long time and she had always dreamed of settling down.
This story is she and her brothers meeting by accident. She seems exactly the same as when she left, but a small surprise awaits the two boys when an angry demon kills Emily's neighbour and the boys are sent to investigate.
Dean looked over at the body lying spread-eagled on the floor; there were no wounds of any kind, no traces of poison, drugs or alcohol. The body was perfectly healthy, apart from the fact that she was dead. "Are there traces of anything on the body?" Sam asked, exhausted after turning the house upside down looking for clues. "Nope. I suggest we try the neighbours, see if they saw anything strange last night" Dean retorted immediately. Sam nodded and headed out the door after his brother.
Sam rapped his knuckles on the door quickly. He had never liked asking neighbours or relatives of the victim. It always drew more attention to them than they needed. He stared up at the sky and heard the lock on the door click open. Dean's surprised voice shocked him, "what the hell are you doing here?" he looked back down quickly and saw his slightly younger sister standing in the doorway. "Dean! Sammy! What are you doing in Texas?" Emily exclaimed and ran towards Dean, who enveloped her in his embrace, "we're investigating a paranormal murder. Don't you listen to the news anymore? We thought we'd ask a few neighbours if they saw anything weird and here we are!" he let go of her and she charged towards Sam, "Sammy! My god, you're taller than last time I saw you!" Sam chuckled quietly, "no I'm not, I reckon you're shrinking Em" Emily let go of him too, "Come inside; both of you! Do you expect us to catch up standing on the porch?" she dragged them both inside and they sat down in the living room, "I have a surprise. I tried reaching you when I first found out but you were out of range. Wait here" she rushed out of the room and after a few minutes returned with a tiny sleeping infant. "Oh my god." Dean breathed, "Why the hell do you have a baby?" Sam stared in disbelief; his sister had a child. "Her name's Amelia. Amelia Mary Winchester. She's 2 months old tomorrow" She placed the sleeping child in Dean's arms, "Mary because of mum I suppose?" he said and stared at Amelia's small closed eyes. "Yeah, just so I could remember her whenever I look at my daughter. Mum would have loved a granddaughter" Sam nodded silently and gestured for Dean to hand over his newfound niece. "She's beautiful," he whispered softly once the infant was nestled in the cradle of his arm, "when was she born?" he asked, looking up at Emily. "On Dean's birthday, that's why I tried to reach you. To tell you that on his birthday you both became uncles" Dean looked chuffed, "for some reason I feel special" Emily laughed heartily, "you should! You are now officially role models to a little girl who is blood related" Emily noticed to the worried look creeping over Dean's face, "don't worry, it's not like I'm going to ask you to baby-sit her or something like that. You'd probably sit on her if I told you to baby-sit" Sam started laughing along with Emily as Dean's ears turned bright red. "Come on Sam, we have an evil spirit to catch next door. Unless our dear little sister would like to join in the fun?" Emily stood up and carefully took the sleeping child out of Sam's arms then made her way to the bedroom, "I'm in. just let me get Amelia's baby capsule and my stuff" She said, the sound slightly muffled by the walls of the house. Dean looked at Sam quickly then raised an eyebrow, "what stuff? You didn't take any gear with you when you left home" Emily re-entered the room, "you honestly didn't think that I wouldn't buy anything to protect myself against the supernatural forces? You've got to be kidding me. Have you noticed that every woman to do with our family; mum, Sam's girlfriend, Aunt Jane, have been engulfed by hell's flames in a bedroom in their house? I wasn't going to take any chances, especially now that I have Amelia to take care of" Sam nodded, "ah, I see your point" Dean, who had been jogging restlessly on the spot whined impatiently, "come on you two! Let's go kick some evil demon ass!"
Emily shone the torch over the rafters in the Basement, "something's definitely been in here; by the looks of these rafters it's been hanging out here for a while" Dean looked up from the huge chest of drawers he was inspecting, "did you say 'hanging'?" Emily nodded, "what we have here is a collision spirit; when two supernatural beings come into contact sometimes they morph together and make one powerful demon. I'd say that this collision happened between a vampire and a woman in white. If you had dug deeper into the neck of Mrs Denver you would have found a set of teeth marks. Naturally when 'a woman in white' kills it doesn't necessarily have to be an unfaithful man; because of the vampire in the woman in white spirit now; this demon will kill both men and women. It has been literally hanging on the rafters for about I'd say… a year before it decided to kill its victim" Sam and Dean stared open mouthed at their little sister, "Dude, how do you know so much?" Dean questioned her, flabbergasted. "I graduated top of my class for supernatural beings and paranormal belongings last year. The teacher said I probably know more than him now" Sam cocked his head slightly, "who was the teacher exactly?" Emily smiled mysteriously, "it was Dad"
A/N: omg this story came to me when I was in bed watching supernatural (naturally, darlings ) and the whole collision spirit thing I suppose just spilt out. I would love some reviews (first person to review gets a cookie! Only if it's a nice review though…) written for myself and Mrs Spencer-Ackles, another supernatural fan like me. Good on ya Brit!