Hello, my name is Holly Winchester, and I am thirty-two years old. I was raised by my father, John Winchester. I have two older half-brothers. Dean Winchester is the oldest and he is forty-three. The brother that shares the middle with me is Sam Winchester; and he is thirty-eight. The three of us share a younger half-brother named Adam Milligan who is also thirty-two (he is six months younger than me). The four of us are all John's kids. Dad died years ago though. We were raised to hunt the supernatural. We moved around constantly while Dad was hunting case after case. Soon, we all joined in the hunter life. Sam, Adam, and I went to college for a few years even though I was the only one that graduated. Sam was studying to become a lawyer; and Adam was studying to become a doctor. I am just the woman with a degree in sociology.

Over the years, we have grown close to an angel of the Lord named Castiel. Dean doesn't know it, but I know that he has a crush on this angel; and I know that Cas has a crush on Dean. I guess I have to take matters into my own hands as usual. Sam is out for his morning jog; and Adam is still sleeping off his one too many shots of tequila from the night before.

I am in the kitchen making breakfast. I hear a groggy voice say, "Morning, Hols." I say, "Good morning, Dean." Dean perks up and yells, "BACON!" I laugh and put some on his plate. Then, I say, "Dean, there is something serious that just me and you need to discuss." Dean asks, "Are you pregnant?" I laugh and say, "I would have to have sex to do that." Dean says, "Fair point. Okay shoot." I say, "Dean, the feelings that you have toward Cas doesn't make you any less of a man." Dean chokes on his coffee; and asks, "Is it that obvious?" I say, "No it isn't. Just don't end up in the same position as me and regret not telling a person how you feel about them." Dean asks, "Charlie?" I reply, "Yes. I had a crush on Charlie; but never told her. I was nervous because she is the only girl I ever thought of in that way." Dean asks, "So these feelings can be normal?" I say, "Yes, Dean. Some people are bisexual. Bisexuality means basically being sexually attracted to both genders." Dean swallows another gulp of coffee; and, says, "Thank you, Sunshine. I am going to talk to him today." I smile and say, "Anytime, Rainbow." Dean laughs.