A Big Lesbian Heart Attack
"When will you bring up my motorcycle?"
"When you aren't trying to kill yourself and are in a mentally stable state. Which will be determined by Jody." Dean stated calmly.
When we arrived at Jody's I was nervous. As I got out of the car she came out to greet us. It had been a while since I saw her. But my attention immediately went to the blond girl behind Jody on the porch.
"Hot damn. Dean, why didn't you tell me I was going to be living with a goddess?"
He turned and smiled, "Oh, Claire? What about her?"
Sam smiled as well.
"Does someone have a crush?" Dean teased.
"Could you be a bit quieter please?" I hissed.
Jody pulled me into a hug, halting the conversation.
"So what were you talking about as I came up? It better not be about graying hair."
"Right now I'm having a lesbian heart attack because of that hot ass goddess on the porch. Oh fuck I am not ready for this."
Jody, Sam, and Dean shared a look.
"What?" I asked. And then it hit me.
"Uh... Suprise I'm gay." It came out as more of a question then a statement.
Jody grinned, "Talia, I think you and Claire will get along great."
Claire:
Another girl was going to be joining them. Oh joy. Alex and Patience were sharing a room now so the new girl had her own room. Sounded like she will be a spoiled brat if Jody went out of her way to make sure the kid had her own room.
"Claire, please, be nice to her. She's been through a lot."
"So have I." I retorted.
Jody sighed, "Listen, they told me to keep her identity secret until they arrived. Since you don't seem thrilled, I think it's best if I tell you."
Jody walked to the door, "Come on. They're going to be here soon. We can wait on the porch."
Once we were outside, she sighed once again. It was her 'mom' sigh.
"Her name is Talia. Talia Winchester."
"Wait what?" Hold the phone, there's a third Winchester?
"Yea. For the most part she was put on the sidelines. But she's experienced a fair amount of world-ending events. Sam and Dean think she should stay here to clear her head. Being a hunter can be taxing on a person. Especially when they're as young as her."
"How old is she?"
"21, almost 22."
The purr of a familiar car filled my ears. Jody stepped off the porch to greet them. Never in a million years would I have expected to see a girl as sexy as the one who exited the back of Dean's Impala. There was a strange and brief interaction between her and her brothers along with Jody. It felt like they were talking about me.