This is going to be a short chapter. It's also going to be a bit slow sorry. But again, I don't own rights to Supernatural, just Christina Winchester. Please enjoy and Comment.
Christina's POV
I glanced around the residence of Missouri Moseley had a homey feel to it. The sign on her door said that we could walk walk right in and we did. Sam and Dean took to the seats leaving me to stand and look at all the photos that Miss Moseley had. I heard some movement walking towards us.
"All right, there. Don't you worry about a thing," The woman's accent gave me a Mississippian vibe as she lead out a man about the same age out the door. "Your wife is crazy about you." As she closed the door she lowered her head and shook it. "Poor bastard. His woman is coldbangin' the gardener."
Dean looked confused. "Why didn't you tell him?
Missouri's eyes fell on his. "People don't come here for the truth. They come for good news. Well? Sam, Dean and Christina come on already. I ain't got all day." She smiled as she had lined us all up and she smiled at each of us. "Well, lemme look at ya." She smiled at Sam and Dean. "Oh, you boys grew up handsome. And you were one goofy-lookin' kid too." She said pointing at Dean. She calmly looked at me and smiled. Her dark eyes full of kindness as she took my hand and held my gaze. "You're just as beautiful as your mother, rest her soul." She said with a sad smile. "I'm glad you found your brothers sweetie. It's good to finally meet you."
I felt my mouth drop open. Did she just confirm everything about me to them?
"You're doubtin' my abilities?" She asked not harshly but her gaze turned skeptical. "You came in for some good news. And the good news is you are their sister and Dean if you say another dirty word I'll wash your mouth out with soap. There's ladies present." I looked over at Dean who looked confused as to why he was yelled at. "Now come on in." She smiled but pulled Sam and looked up at him. "I'm sorry about your girlfriend." Tears sparkled her face as she looked up at him. "And your father he's missin'?"
"How'd you know that?" Sam asked as we walked into the sitting room.
"She's just gifted in the spiritual sense." I said calmly smiling at Missouri who returned a smile. "Sorry, for interrupting."
"It's okay, sweetie. You go right on ahead." She glared at Dean as we sat down on a couch. "Boy you even think about puttin' your foot on that table I will whack you with a spoon." Dean looked at us asking silently for some help. Part of me actually wanted to see Dean get the spoon but the look I got for Missouri made me bite my tongue. "You three are here because of the house?" She asked.
"Yeah," Sam said softly.
"You know I haven't been there in years. Not since your father took me there a month after the accident. Now that family is experience some scratching and flickering lights right?" We all nodded. "Yeah, something about that house just doesn't seem right." She looked over at me who was confused about something about me. But I forced my mind to stay focused on the case at hand.
"So is it the same thing that killed mom?" Sam asked I watched as Missouri slowly shook her head.
"To tell you the truth, I'd have to walk around the house to make sure it's what I felt all those years ago." I felt her gaze on me and I turned to look at her. I heard her stand up and walk over towards a small cupboard and pulled out a small red velvet box and handed it to me. "Your mom wanted me to give this to you." I looked down at the box and back up to Missouri.
"Thanks." I said and took the box with shaky hands. I opened it up. Inside was a small necklace on a silver chain. Three colored stones were surrounded by a two silver strands that twisted around them. "It's beautiful." I said.
"Well, what are you waitin' for. Put it on." I struggled against the clasp luckily Sam had a lot of experience of putting on necklaces and stopped when it was on. "Beautiful. Just like your mother." Missouri said a smile on her face. "Now back to business."
~Home~
I sat on the trunk of the Impala when I heard someone clearing their throat. I turned my head and smiled at Dean and Sam who joined me holding out a beer in their hands. I gently grabbed a bottle and raised it to my lips tasting the sweet wheaty flavor.
"So what did Missouri tell you?" Dean asked looking down at my necklace as I brought it closer to my face.
"Said, mom was pregnant with me when she died that night." I said looking at both of my brothers. "Said I was born upstairs," I raised my eyes towards the clouds unsure I believed it myself. "Said I was brought down and went to the wrong family." I let out a chuckle and stretched out my legs. "But I'm happy that I found the right one now."
"Yeah," Sam said he wrapped his arm around me and pulled me closer in a hug. I laughed as he let go and I looked over at Dean.
"What not enough proof?" I asked raising an eyebrow. "Or you just aren't the hugging type?"
"No, it's just still kind of hard to believe." He said taking a sip of his bottle. I chuckled and laid my head on his shoulder.
"If this helps...thanks for being an awesome brother." I looked over at Sam who looked left out. "And of course you too, Sammy!" I squeaked with a wide smile. "I'm the luckiest girl in the world to have you two in my life."
"Yeah you better wait on saying we're the most awesome brothers." Dean said and I felt something splash on the back of my head. Water dripped down my back and I arched my back as it traveled down my back. "Now you're officially our sister." I felt something still stuck in my hair and reached back and pulled out a small piece of something latex and blue. They used a water balloon. We watched as Dean walked away bowing low in front of me. "I christen thee, Christina Winchester!" We raised our bottles of beer high in the air. I smiled at my brothers as we drank and laughed as the sun was slowly falling.
Homes come and go, I thought looking down at the shiny black metal of the Impala. But my home is black, metal, has four wheels and with the two most important people in my life.
End of Christina's POV