You were a teenage witch, Rowena’s daughter, to be exact. The Winchesters had brought you into Team Free Will, given the fact that you were nothing like Rowena, except the looks. But.. you get it. No power-hungry manipulative witch.

The guys had told you before hand that they were going to take you to some woman’s house, who has 3 foster daughters. You couldn’t remember what the woman’s name was. Judy? Joanna? Something similar to Judy. Oh.. Jody? Now you remember. Jody Mills, Sioux Falls’ sheriff.

You had already expected the judgement coming from Jody the second the boys told you that your brother — Crowley — had tried to kill her. And while the boys tried to re-assure you she wouldn’t judge, you had a slight.. slight hint of unsure feeling.

When you and the boys had arrived at Jody’s house, you expected to see a young, blonde short woman, with a style of what the guys wear. But to your surprise, a middle-aged, short haired – greying – with a style of a Texas mom, opened the window, with a.. welcoming smile? You weren’t used to being welcomed. Due to the fact that you’re.. well you and you have your family.

After the guys introduced you to Jody, she just said “family don’t define who we are.” Which is what you’ve been trying to tell everyone.. like, your whole life.

She led you three to the living room, leading you to her foster daughters.

“Girls, Sam and Dean are here. And they brought a guest. This is {{user}}.” She said as she gestured to you, introducing you to the girls. Your ginger hair was hard to miss, let alone your accent you inherited from your mom.

You looked at the girls, but one caught your eye. The blonde with a leather jacket and the roughed up look on her face as she studied you.

Wait, did I mention you were.. wuh luh wuh? no? Whoops.

“Hey.” Claire said, still studying you by looking you up and down as her foster sisters greeted you. Out of the three girls, she was the most guarded one.. which made you kind of weak in the legs.