Part 6: Reaper

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You watch in anticipation, standing far away enough to not immediately make things awkward, as the door opened. A lady, sort brown hair and a big smile, opened the door. She then frowned and joked "Oh no what's happened."

Your Dad and Uncle laughed and followed her in, hugging her in turn. She then paused when she saw you. You looked at her and smiled lightly.
"Who's this?" She asked curiously "You haven't found me another one have you?"
You wondered what she meant by that.
They laughed. "No," Your Dad chuckled "This is Y/N... my daughter."
"No way!" She gasped, throwing her arms around you quickly before practically dragging you in the house. "Hi!" She grinned.
"Hi." You smiled, unsure of what to say and a little taken back by her outburst.

"How did that happen?" She wondered. You knew she didn't meant it in a rude way.
"It's a long story."
"I'm sure it is."

"So what's happened?"

"Nothing yet." Uncle Dean said.

"So you're telling me you boys actually came over to say hi?"
She looked so amazed they'd do something so simple.

"Yeah, see you and the girls." Your Dad smiled. You frowned, what girls?
"Well you missed them. They're out getting all angsty at a concert." She then paused for the seocnd time and looked you up and down before smiling "That's not an American accent."
"I'm not American." You agreed.
"You're British."
"English." You corrected nicely, making her smile.
"You Winchester's sure get around huh?" She giggled to herself.

You frowned slightly but still didn't question anything.

"Oh uh, by the way. Since the last time we were here, I killed Hitler." Uncle Dean said proudly.
"Thank you?" Jody answered. You chuckled under your breath.

You feel a pair of eyes watching you and look up at your Dad who was staring at you. His expression was hard to read. You look away again and follow after Uncle Dean.

Sandwiched between your Dad and Uncle, their close friend on the armchair, and watching some sort of chickflick wasn't how you envisioned the visit to go. However, you hadn't really envisioned it to go any way in particular so you weren't complaining.
"I uh, never took you for the chick-flick type of girl?" Uncle Dean asked.
"What?" Jody dared him to question her any further "I'm a chick."
You watch them.
"I thought this kinda thing'd be right up your street, eh Dean?" She added, turning the volume down slightly.
"Oh know he's more into uh Japanese erotica." Your Dad joked. You smirked, trying not to laugh.
"Oh wow, reallly?!" Jody grinned cheekily.

At that moment the phone rang, making you look towards the kitchen. Jody got up to go and get it. Uncle Dean sprang at the chance to bitch-face his brother. "Dude, don't say that. This is Jody, man."
"You gotta be proud of your hobbies. It's who you are." Your Dad hid his smile behind a slice of pizza.
You looked up at Uncle Dean, watching him roll his eyes. "Pick on the kid for once." He stuck his tongue out at you and you did the same back, glaring up at him.

"Or not."

You glanced up, sensing someone had entered the room. "Jody?"
"You okay?"
She looked shocked. Her expression was lightly shocked and mostly blank. Her eyebrows furrowed a little. You recognised this face.
"Someone's dead." She said, her breath almost hitching in her throat.
No one spoke.
"Asa. He was a god man." She mumbled, rushing past to get to her room. She grabbed a bag and put some necessities in it. Your Dad and Uncle shared a look that said they had no idea what they were doing in this situation.

You stood up and walked after her. "I'm sorry." You spoke quietly. At first you weren't sure if she heard you or not but she stopped what she was doing and looked directly at you- nodding. "Me too."
"I need to get to this funeral. I want to." She said it to no one in particular. It was her way of confirming what she wanted and saying it so you all knew you couldn't stop her.
By this time your Dad and Uncle had carried on after you. "Jody, we should come with you."
"No I couldn't ask you to do that."
"If anything you'd be doing us a favour. We could do with the company. And besides, you need to rest." Uncle Dean reassured her.

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