The Sister They Never Had

*~* ADDITIONAL DISCLAIMER!!!! I DO NOT OWN SUPERNATURAL, any of the characters related to the show nor any songs and/or refences to any books, movies, songs, tv shows, or food/beverage labels mentioned with the chapters of this fic. I make no profite from this writing. This is written for pure enjoyment only. Mavi is the only thing that I own and I do not give anyone permission to use her before contacting me to get my approval. Thank you :) Now onto the chapter! *~*



WARNING: MENTION OF RAPE AHEAD BUT NO SEXUAL SCENES

Bobby walks out of the room and nods to the boys to let them know all is well. Dean goes into the room and unchains the passed out Mavi, picking her up and carrying her to the couch where he lays her down gently.

"Now time to see what Crowley knows. Sam and I were preparing everything while you were taking care of her tag along.", Dean states.

Sam does the ritual to bring about Crowley who appears immediately.

"Ah, hello Moose. Hello Squirrel. This seems like de ja vue. Been a bit boys. What can I do for you?"

"Cut the crap Crowley. You know why we even bothered to bring your smug face to us.", Dean says through clentched teeth.

"Ahh yes. The demon that was wearing your sister friend as a meat suit. I mean, that would be the only reason to both me."

"Do you know something Crowley?", Sam asks.

"I do and I don't. What are you going to do to pay me back to answer your questions Moose?"

"You still owe us from the last time we helped you out, you son of a bitch!", Dean takes a step forward with his fist balled at his side.

"Dean, calm down. We aren't going to get answer that way.", Sam says to Dean and then turns his head back to Crowley, "But Dean is right. You do still owe us for a few favors in the past."

"Oh fine, you two are really no fun. You've got too much of a soft spot for the girl. Its very boring Squirrel.", Crowley nods to Dean, "However, I will tell you what I know. The demon that took over her, has been inside her for a while. Way before her parents were killed. It was drawn to her depression, her sadness, her despair. He draws off all that fun negativity like an alcoholic does to cheap beer. He is no longer one of mine. If he was, he would have never attacked, or worn anyone who has anything to do with The Winchesters. I will however tell you his name as well. His name is Bron. I suggest you find and kill him because he doesn't give up those he attaches to easily."

"Why would she have these feelings before her parents died?", Dean asks outloud.

"Perhaps you should ask her. It seems the little peacock will soon be awake.", Crowley nods his head towards the stirring girl before he vanishes.

Mavi groans and sits up rubbing her head. "Ow... Where the hell did the headache from hell come from??", she mutters.

"You okay Mavi?", Sam sits down beside her.

"Yes... is it... gone?", she asks as she feels out inside her and feels nothing. She takes a deep breath and lets it out in a sigh of relief. "I cannot feel it anymore so it must be.. Thank you Uncle Bobby!"

"You are welcome. I didn't believe Sam at first when he showed up and told me. I am glad we were able to get it out of you."

"But it doesn't seem it will be the end, babe.", Dean says as he walks over and sits on the coffee table in front of her. "We summoned Crowley, and he told us some interesting things. You were right on it being a rogue demon so kudos on that. It seems its been attatched to you way before your parents were killed. Its apparently attracted to negative feelings, especially depression and sadness. What reasons could you have those feelings before your parents died Mavi? We can't protect you from it happening again if you are not completely honest with us. You do understand that, right?"

"Honestly Dean... I don't remember what could have caused that. If you expect me to remember, you are going to have to be patient and give me time. I don't remember much over the past year or two...."

Dean takes her hand. "We will be patient, but we don't have a lot of time sweetie. So think hard, okay? Did something happen between your parents and you? Or.... a boy maybe?", Dean says the last part with a bit of jealously in his voice, or she thinks she heard a bit of jealousy. Maybe its just hope it was.

Mavi closes her eyes. "I am thinking... Oh.."

"What is it?"

"Heh.. um it was a boy issue."

"Oh..", Dean lets go of her hand. "Well, what happened?"

"Dean, don't go getting the shot gun to hunt this boy down.", Sam laughs and tries to lighten the mood. Mavi pales at the remark and looks at Dean. "You won't will you?"

"I won't, I promise.", though we all know depending on what it is, Dean very well may not be keeping that promise.

"Well... It was a senior from my high school. We went to prom together. Started dating. He wanted more. I didn't want to give more. Having to hide what we do as Hunters is not easy, you know that Dean and so do you Sam from not telling Jessica. It was just a phase for me, to be normal, or feel normal atleast at school and when I was around him..."

"And?", Dean clentches his teeth and fists. Sam shakes his head at Dean's display.

"Do I really need to spell it out for you Dean Winchester?? God you can be so dense sometimes!", she growls at him.

"Was it a sexual wrong doing against you, Mavi? Did he force himself on you?", Sam asks.

She nods her head as Dean looses it.

"Who is the son of a bitch. I am going to kill him!"

"Dean, calm down! Thats not going to keep her safe nor will it fix the situation."

"You going to kill him, would do no good... as I paid a witch to make him forget about me and what he did. So I am the only one who has to deal with the pain and the memory of it, that I was doing pretty good at repressing, until know...", Mavi adds.

"Wait, you did what? You actually paid something that we have to hunt from time to time to do that?", Dean asks.

"Yes Dean, I did. Now can we drop it. I told you what could have caused me to be the victim for this... thing. I don't know what else you want."

"I want you to be better, I want you to be safe!"

"We all do Mavi.", Bobby adds.

"I don't feel good. My head is pounding. Can I take Mercy upstairs to the spare room and lay down for a bit Bobby?"

"Sure thing.", Bobby lets Mercy in who pounces on Mavi and begins to lick her face. "Ugh yuck. Your breath is still just as stinky as the last time girl", she laughs as she wipes the slobber from her face. Sam and Bobby chuckle as she goes up stairs and Mercy on her heels. Dean watches her as she goes upstairs as his heart breaks for making her remember something no one should have to go through, as anger surgers through him for what was done to her, and the feirceness to protect her is intestified. No one else will hurt her. He will make sure of it.