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Chapter 2
It was now October, it had been a week after the death of Julia Forman and three days after her funeral. It had been a small get together for the celebration of Julia's life, and there was an even smaller crowd at the grave site. It was probably because the grave was just for show. Jamie Winchester, her daughter had Julia cremated, as specified in her will. She never understood why she wanted to be cremated, but who was she to deny her mother's last wishes.
Jamie was now sitting in a small sunshine yellow room with white trim and a queen size bed that had a yellow quilt to match the walls. She was packing away her mother's things and sorting them out into three piles. The first and largest pile was things to donate to the local church such as clothes, shoes, and books. The second largest was things of value to sell such as C.D's, movies, there were even a few pieces of gaudy jewelry in that pile, Jamie was sure it was fake, but she was going to take it to the pawn shop just to be sure. "Maybe I can make a few bucks if they're real." she thought to herself. Then the third and smallest pile was for things Jamie wanted to keep to remember her mother by. In that pile was only a silver cross necklace her mother would always wear. She had just put the necklace on in the mirror to see how it looked when the doorbell rang.
When the doorbell rang Jamie was a little startled. She wasn't expecting anyone to be dropping by today. "Maybe it's Mrs. West with her dreadfully dry personality and her dry cornbread to match." She thought sourly. She hated cornbread, especially when it was as dust dry and Mrs. West's was. But she would have much rather have opened the door to her then to what she was about to.
She made her way to the front door, thinking nothing of what might happen if she decided to open it. Finally, she unlocked the deadbolt, turned the knob and opened the door. Standing there were three scruffy looking men. One older man in the middle and two younger men flanking him on either side. The man on the left was tall, with brown shaggy hair. "He kind of looks like a moose." Jamie thought. The male to the right had shorter brown hair, and a cool leather jacket on. Despite the awesome jacket, he looked like the kind of guy who you'd meet in a bar, go home with and then he'd not call you the next morning. All three of the men looked like they had seen some shit in their lifetime and that they hadn't slept for days. "Can I help you?" Jamie looked at the oldest man, figuring he was in charge of the two others. "Jamie?" The older looking one asked, "Jamie… Winchester?" She nodded, wondering what this was all about. The man smiled and said, "I'm John… John Winchester. I'm your father, and these two here are your brother's. Sam and Dean." John motioned to left then to the right.
Jamie not only was in shock, she was furious. First her mother, the only family she'd ever known, dies. And now three strange men show up on her doorstep, one claiming to be her father and the others her brothers. "What the hell?!" she shouted at the men, "Who the hell do you think you are coming to my house on my doorstep after my mother dies, saying you're my 'father' and my two long lost brothers!? Who are you really?!" Jamie demanded. "This must be some sick and twisted joke!" John looked at her with shocked surprise, "Julia's dead?" he asked. Jamie looked at him with confusion, "Yes she's dead. She died about a week ago." She told him. "It was an animal attack." The two men to John's side, Sam and Dean, looked at each other. Dean then asked, "Was there anything strange about the attack?" Jamie was stunned, but said, "I mean… no, other than the fact part of her brain was gone and she was attacked in broad daylight. Why? What does that have to do with anything?" Sam then looked at her with his big doe eyes and said, "In our line of work, it has everything to do with it." Jamie looked confused, "Your line of work? What do you mean? And you still haven't answered my question as to who the hell you really are!" John then said, "We're telling the truth, I'm your father, your mother kept you away from us because of our family business. She wanted you to be able to live a normal life and choose when you were old enough if you wanted to do what we do or not. She sent us a letter about a month ago saying how you're almost 18. She thought it was time that you should know the truth. She invited us to come and talk to you about it." Jamie was in disbelief she couldn't believe it, and what was so bad that her mother would want to keep her father away from her? "What is the 'family business?' Are you all in some sort of Mafia? What the hell is going on here?" Sam chimed in and said, "Do you mind if we come in? You may want to sit down for this."