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She Is A Shadowhunter	By : WinchesterPrincess Category: Supernatural > Crossovers Views: 989 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Additional Notes: I do not own Supernatural or Mortal Instruments. Mavibella is the only thing I own and that belongs to me as she is me in fictional form. I also own no part of any labels of any foods, merchandise, etc; songs, movies, books, or resturants written into this fiction. I make no money from these writings and they are done for pure enjoyment. This will be a Crossover Fiction based on Supernatural and Mortal Insturement series. Please write reviews and vote so I can know what you think! Thank you! :)
Mavibella Adele Lightwood was her name and she had gone to live with the Winchester brothers when her parents were killed several years ago. She was only 16 when they were killed, she was now shy of 18, in her senior year of high school. Her family had known the Winchesters before Mary was killed and John had become a hunter to hunt down what had killed his wife and their mother. She had meet the Winchester brothers when she was 10, when her parents wound up getting into hunting as well. Her parents had left a will, in it they had wanted her to stay with Winchesters so they could take care of her. She remembers the first time she had walked into the bunker when her parents lawyers had taken her, along with her belongs from the house that was to be sold off and the money placed into a trust fund until she either graduated college or had turned 21, whichever one happened first. She had walked right back out but the lawyer had already left once her things were unloaded in front of the bunker door. Picking up her backpack with some clothes in it, she had started to walk away from the bunker and down the road but Dean had stayed hot on her heels, leaving Sam to bring the boxes and items inside to place in the bedroom they had prepared for her. She had only made it a mile down the road before she gave up and allowed Dean to talk her into coming back and giving it a shot. It had been almost two years, a hard two years with Dean taking on the role of the protective father and Sam being the older brother type that spoiled her.
Now here she was lying on the queen size bed in the bedroom she had come to known as her own. She had just got back from school, her back pack thrown on the lounge seat in the corner she had used for when Charlie would spend the nights and help her with her homework that Sam couldn't. She had removed her uniform from school when she got into her room and threw on a pair of jean short shorts that were frayed alone the bottom of the legs and had some rips in them and a skin tight tanktop that hugged her upper curves and breasts. Sitting up from laying down, she lets her long black hair down from its french twist she keeps it in for school so it flows down her back and to the top of her ear end. Grabbing her brush from the night stand, she runs it through it a few times to get the knots out before shaking it fully out and getting up from the bed. Dean and Sam were gone when she got home, they were probably going grocery shopping as she had made the comment this morning they were low on groceries and non-food items. Not having a TV in her room because Dean decided she needed to earn it at the end of her senior year depending on her grades, she makes her way down to the living room and flops into the reclining chair that belong to Dean before turning on the TV. Turning on Glee, she relaxes into the chair. As it was a week day, she really should be during her homework, but Dean can just kiss her butt if he doesn't like she is waiting. Watching the episode where Kurt uses "Single Ladies" to get on the football team, she is up and dancing around to it when Dean and Sam show back up, each loaded up with bags from the store.

"That would never happen in real life. You look silly Mavibella!", Dean makes the comment causing her to squeak in suprise and jump, turning around.

"Sheesh! Make some damn noise when you walk in will you!"

"If you didn't have the TV up so loud you would have heard us come in!"

"Knock it off you two. Dean be nice.", Sam sighs as he walks into the kitchen and sets the groceries down. She sticks her tongue out at the doorway Sam disappeared through, Dean clears his throat.

"Oops. I forgot you were still there.", she smiles sweetly before pausing Glee and trotting off into the kitchen after Sam, Dean behind her.

"If my hands weren't full, I would so be smacking your ass right now."

"Yea, yea. Bring it on big boy.", she grins at him.

Dean growls as he puts the bags he is carrying down. When he goes to grab for her she dodges quickly, causing him to fall over, face first into the floor. Mavibella folds over in laughter.

"Mavibella Adele!", Sam shouts which causes her to stand up straight and clear her throat.

"Sorry Sammy.."

"That wasn't very nice. Apologize to Dean."

Dean is brushing the front of himself off before he rubs his face.

"Sorry Dean...", she mummbles under her breath.
She helps them put the items up. Sam hands her a bag and she takes it from him looking inside.

"Awww... you got me some more deodrant, body wash, lotion, tooth paste... and is that more nose studs? Thank you Sam!", she hugs him and hugs Dean too, who blinks but hugs back too.

"I will make dinner. Have you done your homework yet?", Sam asks as he digs out the stuff to make dinner he had forgot to leave out.

"Umm... yes?"

"Honesty Mavibella."

With a sigh, "No. I can do it later. I don't have a lot."

"You know the rule.", Dean says as he crosses his arms over his chest, "Homework when you get home before anything else, such as TV. Now go get your homework and sit at the table to do it so I know its being done.", he glares at her.

Groaning, she goes up stairs and retrieves her backpack and her laptop. Dropping the backpack she plops down in the chair. Dean has moved to the living room where he has turned off Glee and has turned on ESPN. Rolling her eyes, she pulls the books out of her bag and slams them on the table. Sam chuckles. He finds it cute when she throws her fits when Dean is harsh or bossy. Dean keeps his eyes glued to the TV, trying to ignore her slamming around with the books.

"What do you have for homework tonight?", he can hear Sam ask her.

"The usual... Biology worksheet, Spanish essay, have to read the next three chapters to this book...", she holds up a really thick book by Victoria Holt, "have a math work sheet to do, do some research on something for history... and I have to write something for creative writing."

"You call that not much?"

Shrugging, "I've had more."

Setting the laptop to the side, she starts on reading the three chapters in the book as Sam moves around the kitchen to make dinner. Dean comes into the kitchen and peeks over her shoulder, but goes back to the recliner when he sees its just the book. Getting the chapters done, the two work sheets, and looking up what she needed to for history, she had started her creative writing project when Dean came in again to look over her shoulder.

"Can I help you?", she hisses at him as she slams the notebook shut she was writing in that is designated just for her creative writing classes.

"Just wondering how you are doing. Have something to hide?"

"No..."

"Then let me see it."

"Dean, leave her alone. You know how she gets when it comes to anyone reading anything she writes for her creative writing classes. What is the point of the writing?"

"We have to write a poem or a song, if its a song, we have to come up with music for it.. and we have to read/sing it at the parent-teacher conference tomorrow."

Dean perks up a little, "Meaning we will get to hear what you are hiding?"

"Unfortunately..", she sighs.

Dean whistles as he goes back to the game he put on. She gets all her homework done but the creative writing project she had set to the side for later by the time the spaghetti was done. Sam sets a plate down infront of her once she stuffs all her books back into her backpack, and sets her laptop in the chair next to her.

"Thank you Sammy.", she smiles at him before she takes a huge bite as Dean joins her and eventually Sam at the table for dinner.
After dinner she does the dishes while Sam puts the food away and Dean takes a beer to the living room to relax in his recliner while he watches the games that come on the ESPN channel he has it on.

"I am going to shower and get ready for bed.", she stands on her tip toes to kiss Sams cheek after she wipes her wet hands on the kitchen towel. Grabbing the laptop, she pecks Deans cheek quickly on the way to the stairs.

"Good night you two."

"Good night sweetie.", they both ring out together. She places the laptop back on her desk, gets her robe from behind the door and takes a hot shower. She dries off, wraps her hair in a towel, and places the robe on, tying it around herself before going back to her room. Getting into tank top and panties, she crawls under a blanket, curls into a ball and falls asleep immediately.

Next chapter they will be in Mortal Instrument dimension. Didn't want to make the first chapter super long.
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