Looking back, Sam supposed that it was at least a little bit humorous that it had been pure dumb luck that morning, not some spell or demon deal. It had been dumb luck that he had logged onto his computer and clicked his web browser with the intention of finding a case for him and Dean. It had been then that the internet opened up to his homepage, a world news website, and he had paused just long enough for something to catch his eye.

It wasn't the flashy headline of the highlighted story that captured his attention; It was the photograph that went along with it. It was an image of a tall man in a long coat who was obviously trying to avoid the camera, with a shorter guy next to him. But it wasn't the two men in the picture that made Sam's eyes widen and his jaw drop stupidly; it was a woman in a white lab coat, almost out of the shot, standing off to the side and looking up in obvious admiration of the tall dude. She was a normal-looking woman no one would ever look twice at. Sam knew her as Elizabeth Winchester, but hardly anyone had thought of that name for a long time. He and Dean had been looking for her for years. She was their sister.

"Oh, my god," Sam said.

"What?" Dean asked, looking up from breakfast.

"Look at this!" Sam turned his laptop around so the screen was facing Dean.

"'Internet Phenomenon Detective Solves Case'?" Dean looked up at Sam with an arched eyebrow, reading the headline. "That doesn't exactly look up our alley, Sam."

"No, the picture!" Sam pointed at the woman.

Dean squinted at the photograph. "Oh, my god," He said after a moment, "Elizabeth?"

"So it is her?" Sam asked excitedly, "I wasn't imagining it?"

"It... it's definitely her," Dean replied in astonishment.

There was a stunned silence from the boys for a moment as they both stared at the photo.

"Where was the picture taken?" Asked Dean finally.

Um…" Sam scrolled through the article for a moment. "London!" He exclaimed.

"London?" Dean repeated, "Like, as in, London, England?"

Sam nodded.

"What the hell is she doing in London?" Dean wondered aloud.

"The article has the detective dude's website," Sam informed, "His name's Sherlock Holmes. He has his address on the site."

"Pack your bags, Sam. Looks like we're heading to London."

"Wow, Molly, you've got a lot of salt in your cupboard!"

Molly turned from her kitchen sink to see her friend Jennifer peering around into one of her cupboards.

"Wrong cupboard!" Molly said, recalling that she had asked Jennifer to grab some sugar for their tea. "Sugar's in that one," she told Jennifer, pointing to the cupboard next to the one Jennifer was rummaging in.

Thankfully, Jennifer didn't comment further on the admittedly large amount of salt that Molly kept in her home. They enjoyed a cup of tea together, but after Jennifer left, Molly opened up the cupboard and sighed as she observed the many bags of salt sitting on the shelves. She really should get rid of it all. She didn't need so much of it. And yet, every time decided to throw it out, she somehow ended up putting it back.

"Better safe than sorry," she would mutter.

Molly hated that she still had bags of salt, jars of holy water, rods of iron, and many other convenient self-defense weapons in her home. She had decided to leave that lifestyle behind a long time ago. But somehow, she just couldn't completely rid herself of her weapons, not after what she knew. She despised this, of course, but there simply was no going back to a time when she was innocent and clueless. She would always be on her guard, she would always need to be armed and ready to fight.

She was running away from it, but she couldn't leave it behind completely.

A/N: So, I'm not really sure where I'm going with this story. I know there are tons of sister fics out there, but I really liked the idea of Sam and Dean having another sibling that we've never seen. This is a really short chapter, more of a test-run, to see what response I get to it. If people seem to like it, I guess I'll continue it. Constructive criticism is very welcome! I know the writing isn't that good; I just sort of typed this up out of no where, so if anyone thinks they can do a good job beta-ing, please let me know.