Bobby and John grabbed beers and walked outside to talk shop in the yard. Dean went out with them.
Sam headed upstairs to get away from the shop talk. "Brian?"
Her bedroom door was open and Sam stepped into the door frame to see Brianna reaching for something at the top of her closet.
Sam laughed. "Pom-poms?"
She turned around so quickly she stumbled and fell.
He walked into the room to help her off the floor.
She threw a pom-pom at him as he got close.
He caught the sparkly ball and turned it over in his hand. "Does Dean know that you're a cheerleader?" He asked, offering his hand.
She took it, getting to her feet. "Only if the two of you are telepathic."
Sam shook his head, his amusement growing.
"Are you going to run and tell him?"
"I think I'll wait until we leave town. Don't want him trying to catch you in this outfit."
Sam tossed her the pom-pom before walking out of the room.
"Wouldn't be the worst outfit that Dean's ever seen me in." She mumbled in the empty room.