Hello, once more.
I am sorry it's taking long to update my stories but, I have major writer's block, which I am trying to push through but have been unsuccessful.
So, here is a one shot, hopefully you like it.
Enjoy.
You know that feeling you get when you are being watched? I've had that feeling all of my life.
I thought that was normal, until my fifteenth birthday. That's when I discovered the severity of the situation and just how dangerous this feeling could be.
See, on the night of my fifteenth birthday, my Uncle Bobby was attacked by a demon. Not just any demon, it was a demon chilling black eyes.
It was the very demon I had been seeing in my dreams every night ever since I could remember.
The damn thing grabbed Uncle Bobby by the throat, and strung him in the air, shaking him like a rag doll before throwing him into one of the cars that littered the yard.
I could only watch helplessly as I watched as my uncle's throat contorted, causing all the veins in his face, eyes, and head to pop out.
I feared the demon would succeed in killing him when suddenly a familiar man arrived with a young man.
I sighed in relief. There stood my father and older brother. John and Dean Winchester.
"Dean! Get her away from here!" The man ordered, as he picked me up and took me outside.
"Are you alright?" He asked me, concerned.
I stared at him, for a moment before nodding wordlessly at him, and turning to look in the direction we had just come in,concerned.
"They're going to be alright. Sienna, are you alright?" He asked me again.
"Yes, Dean. I'm fine. Now, what are you two doing here?" I asked worriedly.
He turned away, looking back at the house before sighing. "Bobby called us earlier." He finally informed me in a serious tone.
"He did? Why? And Where is Sammy?" I asked him about it, when I realized he wasn't here with them.
"He— He's gone." Dean said, looking away.
I gasped, staring at him misty-eyed. "Sammy's gone?" I gasped in disbelief, as my hands flew up to my face.
What? Sammy? Gone? No, there had to be some sort of mistake.
He turned sharply towards me, before shaking his head viciously. "Not that type of gone. Relax, baby sis. He— He decided that he wanted out of this life. He left to go to college. Stanford, in fact." He replied.
I stared at him, blankly. "So, he went to study. Why are you acting like he is dead?" I asked him, frowning.
"Si, it's not about him leaving. It's what happened that caused him to leave." Dena explained as we walked over to the Impala.
"Dad and him get in a fight again?" I asked as I sat down on the back.
He tapped his nose before pointing at me. "You got it, squirt. On another note, care to share what has been happening in your life?" He asked, suddenly growing interested.
"There isn't much happening around here. I did get suspended for a week or so last month but that was nothing." I muttered, evading the questioning expression on his face.
"Suspended for a week? What the hell did you do now, Si? Does dad know?" He asked, amused.
I scoffed rolled.my eyes at him. "No. Uncle Bobby does though, and he wasn't too amused by it either." I muttered pouting.
"Well, what did you do?" He asked, growing excited.
I groaned, knowing I had to tell him before Bobby did. "A few students started making it hard for me. Causing trouble…" I winced as I looked at his thunderous expression.
"Hold it, let me finish. I told the teachers but they all turned a blind eye and acted as if it wasn't a big deal. So, I took matters into my own hands." I said, causing him to deflate, as I took a deep breath.
Dean ground his jaw as he stiffly nodded, motioning for me to continue. "Quit beating around the bush and tell me what you did already, Si." He said, giving me a pointed look.
I felt a self-satisfied smile pull at my lips, as I began to speak. "I hacked into the principals, and teachers' emails and changed all of their grades to zero. Then I took one of the teachers who participated in said ordeal, logged into their personal email and sent the interesting information I found there to their spouse, and the superintendent…" I said, looking away.
Self satisfaction didn't quite explain it. I was relieved when all of this happened, it gave me a reason to defend myself.
"How'd they know it was you?" He asked, amused.
"They didn't." I muttered.
"Then what the hell did you get in trouble for?" He asked, exasperated.
"I kicked the quarterback in the nads when he made an inappropriate pass at me, gave him a broken nose and black eye." I muttered, looking away.
"That's my girl." He cheered as we saw Bobby and my dad slowly walk out with a smile on their faces.
We both turned to face them as they made their way towards us.
"Hey kiddo." My dad said as he greeted me, with a slight smile.
"Hey Dad." I replied, nodding as I looked down at my feet.
"Heard about what happened." He said, with an amused smile.
"I'm sure you did. So, what's the verdict, sir?" I asked, leaning back as Bobby handed me a can of my favorite soda pop.
"No verdict. You defended yourself against someone who was trying to do something you didn't want, I'm proud of you, kiddo." He said.
I rolled my eyes at him before looking at Dean amused. "I learned from the best." I said with a shrug looking over at an amused Uncle Bobby."So, for how long will you be staying this time? One day? An hour perhaps? Or will you be leaving now?" I asked, feigning excitement before dropping it to my unamused expression.
"Easy, Si. We will be here until the beginning of next week. There is a job near here, and Dean is going to stay with you." My dad explained.
I scoffed. "Right. Look, I am fifteen now, in case you haven't noticed. I don't need to be pawned off like when I was three." I retorted.
"Hey, Bobby has some information for this particular case. That is why he is coming. Dean wants to stay and catch up with you. There is no need for that attitude, kiddo." He said.
"Right, and I supposed you won't need Dean's help if Bobby goes… Give me a break. If you need me l—I'll be inside." I muttered, hopping off the car and heading inside to start cooking dinner.
"Sienna!" I heard him call after me, but I ignored him and made my way inside.