Nephilim

30

Jack's P.O.V.- Present Day

I look through the shelves of the bookstore we were in, reading the titles of a few books before moving onto the next. I found a book that Avery would probably read, taking it off the shelf and moving to show it to Dean, "So you think Avery would read this?" I hand him the purple book.

He looks it over before reading the name out loud, "Beautiful Creatures? Sounds like something she'd read." He reaches to grab his wallet when a voice rings through the room.

"'Mortals. I envy you. You think you can change things. Stop the universe. Undo what was done long before you came along. You are such beautiful creatures.'" Kirstin smiles along with the quote, moving to grab the book as Ryder helps a slightly stumbling Andi sit down, "It's a good book, I read it for a book study. Ten out of ten would recommend. Avery would love it. Just be prepared to buy the rest of the series. They are addicting."

"I thought you don't read, Kirstin?" Ryder asks, the door closing as Mason and Alec appear.

"I read, I just don't read for the same reason Avery does. Or nearly as much. Are they here yet?" She glances around the store, giving a blank look to Andi's little giggles, looking around the room. She was talking about the jungle or something.

Dean looks around the room incredulously, his face blanks as the sarcasm drips into his voice, "Yeah, they're just hiding. No, they aren't here yet."

"I meant New York, Asshole. Are they in New York yet?"

"Yeah, they'll be here shortly. We're waiting on them and the others getting back from the Hospital, or wherever they went." While he was speaking, a red-headed woman comes down the stairs. Stopping when she saw Jace and Ryder.

"Ryder! Jace, what's going on?" She carefully glances at Dean. She smiles a tight smile when she sees him, "Dean Winchester. Your father send you for something?"

"No can do, Fray. He can't exactly send me anywhere. Been dead for almost twelve years now, actually." Dean states, eyes narrowing, his mouth twitching slightly like he wants to smile. I look at him, then Kirstin. At her confused look and slight shrug, I look between the two adults.

"You two know each other?" Kirstin smiles as she says this, raising her eyebrows, an unreadable expression on her face.

"Not like that, god Kirstin. Why is that your go-to assumption?" Dean shoots back. She gives him an unimpressed look as the woman laughs.

"Can you really blame her? She is talking about you after-all. You Winchesters are known for your... ways with women. No, it's not like that. I worked with John for a while. He needed help with a case. He tended to come to me when he needed help with research his friends couldn't figure out. You," she points to Kirstin, "must be the baby he had the last time I saw him. Kirstin, yeah? That's what he called you. I actually had my daughter babysit you for a while, while John was on a hunt." A man appears behind her, smiling as he kisses her cheek, carrying a box of books. Ryder looks at Kirstin, a huge smile on his face.

Within the months of living with us, he explained how he was actually born in 2009, but due to rapid aging, he looks as though he was born in 1999, so that explains the first comment out of his mouth, "You met my mom before my dad did. How you feel about that Kirstin?"

"God, you make it sound like I'm super old. Or that your mom is super old, like she's... I don't even know how old she is. Like late twenties, early thirties? Twenty-seven?" I laugh at her expression as she guesses her age.

"Twenty-seven this year. Good guess. You obviously don't remember me, you were maybe a year old when we babysit you. I'm Jocelyn Garroway. I really hope you aren't as much of a terror as you were last time we met." She sticks out her hand for Kirstin to shake. Kirstin easily taking it, turning beet red at the last statement.