Life with Dean and Sam Winchester.

Welcome Home, Julie.

---KEYLA POV---

I smiled as my younger half-sister, Juliette, met the boys. "These are the Winchester Boys I was tellin' you about, Julie." I placed a hand on my taller younger sister's shoulder. "Oh! By the way, boys, I can only call her Julie. You guys aren't allowed." I stated as a warning with a playfulness in my voice. Sam's eyes moved to me, but then stuck on Julie with her dark curls and those big brown eyes that I was so jealous of when we were younger. Gabby toddled her way to Sam's legs, not etting much higher than his calf. She gripped onto his jeans there, gurgling and giggling.

I smiled as Dean gave a wave to my sister then moved to my side, smirking a bit. "I think Sammy has a thing for Julie." He chuckled and looked over at me. I  didn't move my face to turn to him. All I did was stare ahead at the two who seemed like love-birds that were suddenly tied together by their eyes.

"I belive so, Dean. I was serious about the 'Julie' thing. Only I can call her Julie, and I will make sure you call her anything but Julie." I smirked a tiny bit but watched the two interact as Sam picked up Gabby, whom seemed amazed by the height she suddenly got. Those cute gold curls bounced a bit as she giggled and babbled in joy. I could already tell that Gabby liked him, so it was spot on for Juliette to like him.

I held back my own laugh at the cute toddlers new amazement with Sam's hair, which was the perfect lenght for Gabby to tangle her fingers around and tug on. "He should really know better than to have his hair down around babies." I laughed lightly at Dean, whom was smirking at the kid tugging on Sam's hair.

"I know. That's why I like it short. Long enough to be tugged on for making love, but short enough to not be grabbed by children I might have to save." He laughed and I blushed at the memory of consumating. My fingers grabbing his hair in the hot passion and he gripped my hips, causing light bruises. "Key, what are you blushing about?"

"Nothing!" I said quickly as we stood there, now not paying attention to Sam and Julie. Dean's brow raised in skeptisim. "I tell you when we are alone." Hours passed and I made a quick dinner of sandwiches and watched as Julie and Gabby left to sleep in their own beds while the rest of us curled up on the cool floor of the abandoned house in the hot and sticky summer heat.

Dean and I were finally alone at midnight. It was just me and him on the upstairs platform. Alone. "Dean..." I almost started and watched his green eyes flicker all over my eyes.

"Keyla, what has been up? Since we've had sex, you've been acting weird." Dean dug straight into the problem. I blushed as I tried to hold back the memories that always seemed to flood into my mind when he looked at me. He gave me another look. "What is it, Key?"

"Dean....It's just...." I tried to speak. "I mean....I..." I was tied up with my words that struggled to get out. My mind was all jumbled as I tried to place it in a gentle way. I realized I couldn't though. "I can't stop imaging you naked and it makes me feel weird." I stated simply and he  looked at me in utter disbelief. "I am serious, Dean Winchester." I said as my face was considerably hotter.

Dean blinked and blushed a bit himself, but I didn't give him a chance to respond. I grabbed my sleeping bag and hid between Sam and Ryan, who acted like barriers between Dean and I.

---Sam POV--

Dean and I walked around the corner to see who it was. Maybe another hunter that Ryan and Keyla called to help out with the problem, or perhaps it was the monster. But no. It wasn't either of the two. It was who Ryan was telling me about earlier. It was Juliette Graven. Keyla's younger half-sister that was a product of an affair her father had when Keyla's parents were split up for a while before getting back together.

Her dark hair had curls bouncing through them as her eyes were a warmer brown than any other brown eyes I had ever seen. Her skin was almost flawless and her smile. It was like a bunch of pearls were her teeth. She had a young girl in her arms. Her daughter most likely. Juliette was probably married then, I thought, though it made me a tad bit sad. Julliet then turned and her eyes caught mine.

I  felt everything slow down a bit, but it felt so unnatural. Like Cupid had just hit me with his arrow. My lips opened and a grin spread across my face. Her mouth opened, as if to speak, but I took the chance. "Hey. I'm Sam and this is my brother, Dean." I said in my smoothest way, knowing I gained a look from my brother.

"I'm Juliette and this is my daughter, Gabrellia." She said. Her voice was like something out of a fairy-tale. Like the princess with the most beautiful voice. Wow. Was she beautiful, though. My eyes stayed on hers. Suddenly, I felt a pair of chubby arms wrapped around the lower part of my leg followed by a chain of child-like giggles.

I bent down and picked up the baby, smiling. "Hiya, Gabby." I grinned and looked at the amazed toddler that felt as if she had never been that tall. She turned her head to me and her fingers suddenly wrapped into my hair and began to tug. "OW!" I muttered as Dean and Keyla laughed at the sight. The daughter cackled in joy.