A/N: I haven't written anything for fan fiction in a long time. I'd like to think that my writing has improved, so please don't judge this fic on my others.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not own the amazing series Supernatural.
Chapter one: a flashback
"Dean, I really wish you would try harder in school," Said Kate Winchester.
"Yeah," said fifteen year old Dean. Kate who had been facing the stove turned to look at her younger brother.
"Seriously, don't you want to do something with your life?" She asked. Dean snorted.
"Yeah, I want to hunt demons with dad," he replied. Kate narrowed her eyes. Without pushing Dean much further she took the pot of stew off of the stove and placed it on the counter.
"Sammy, come eat supper." She called. There was no response. She turned to Dean again. Dean shrugged. Finally Sam ran into the kitchen with a soccer ball under his arm. Dean rolled his eyes.
"What's for dinner?" Sam asked. Kate smiled at her eleven year old brother.
"Beef stew," she said. Sam returned her smile. He grabbed a bowl from the sink and served himself a decent amount of stew. Kate stared at Dean.
"Are you going to eat?" she asked, her voice harsh. Dean took in a deep breath obviously trying to hold back a smart remark. He walked to the fridge and pulled out one of his dad's beers. Kate widened her eyes.
"Put it back, Dean!" She ordered. Dean ignored her and opened the beer can.
"Like you've never taken one of dad's beers," Dean said sarcastically. Sam looked at his older brother in shook.
Kate walked over to her brother and hit him in the back of the head, she cursed under her breath and grabbed the beer out of Dean's hand.
"Go do your homework," she snapped. Dean give her a sarcastic smile and left the room. Kate disposed of the beer and sat down next to Sam. He gave her a fake smile and took another bite of stew. She sighed.
"Sammy, promise me you'll go to college." She said. Sam nodded.
"What college?" he asked. Kate grinned.
"Any college, heck even clown college." She said. Sam laughed.
"What college are you going to?" he asked. Kate's smile vanished. She looked down at the table and looked to be pondering her thoughts.
"I'm not going," she whispered. Sam cocked his head to the side.
"But I thought you got into a lot of colleges?" he asked. Kate shrugged.
"I didn't get any scholarships and dad refuses to pay any of it." She said. Sam looked up at Kate with sympathetic eyes.
"Are you going to be a hunter like dad?" He asked. His voice was almost hopeful. Kate searched for a simple answer, but there wasn't one.
"No," she replied. Sam nodded and tried to hold back his disappointment.
"What are you going to do then?" he asked. Kate shrugged.
"I'm going to help raise you and Dean," she said. Sam shook his head. Kate gave him a questioning look.
"But you don't want to do that," he said. Kate felt a pang of guilt.
"Why wouldn't I? I like being with you guys." She said softly. Sam continued shaking his head.
"Yeah, but you should have your own family." He said. Kate snorted.
"Who would marry me?" she asked. Although Kate was decent looking she never appealed to guys because she was always moving around. Sam smiled.
"Nathan, he likes you," He said. Kate scrunched up her face.
"Nathan, you mean the hunter?" she asked. Sam nodded.
"He told dad and Dean that he would slay anything in the world to get a girl like you." Sam said. Kate pursed her lips together from saying anything rude.
"Well, Nathan's a bit older than me," she said.
"Your eighteen, he's only twenty-four." Sam argued. Kate sighed.
"Um, you should do your homework," she said. Sam placed his bowl in the sink and walked out of the kitchen.
Later that night Dean and Sam sat in their room waiting to hear the sound of their father's truck. He was suppose to be back tonight. A voice suddenly came from downstairs.
"Kate, why is there a beer can in the trash?" said their father's voice.
"I don't know," Kate replied. Suddenly something smashed.
"Who drank the beer god damn it?" He yelled. Dean swallowed knowing his dad would whip his ass when he found out.
"I did," Kate yelled back. There was a long pause.
"You did that in front of your brothers?" John asked.
"Yes," replied a sobbing Kate. Something else smashed.
"Get the hell out of my house. First your cutting and now your drinking, I can't take this. You're a bad example." John snapped.
"Daddy, it won't happen again-"
"I said get out of my house!" John shouted. A few seconds passed and then the sound of a slamming door echoed through the house.
Dean stopped breathing. His sister was just kicked out for taking the blame for something he had done. And now he would never see her again.
Sorry, I know that chapter was very confusing. The flashback wasn't anyone's specific, it was just a flashback of the past. Review please, and even if you don't thanks for reading.