While the three girls busied themselves in the kitchen, Jody, Sam and Dean were out in the library. Jody was smiling at Dean, who was suddenly shy under her gaze. "Hey guys?" Alex stepped into the room, a tablecloth in her arms, folded neatly. Three sets of eyes moved to the brunette. "Brielle wanted the two tables pushed together and set." The two men did so and moved the two lamps aside as the older woman watched them approvingly.

Sam shook out the table cloth and Jody helped him smooth it over the wooden table tops as Dean slipped out of the room, making a beeline for the kitchen. Clare and Alex were pulling things out of the oven and refrigerator when he paused in the kitchen doorway, his eyes on Brielle. Secret smiles were on both girls' faces as he moved to the woman he loved.

The brunette had a wistful smile on her face and she picked up the six plates, her right hand holding the weight and her left on top of the folded linen napkins on top. Dean's strong hands replaced hers and she smiled up at him, her eyes sparkling. "Anything else you need help with, sweetheart?" He murmured softly and Brielle smirked.

"You avoiding Jody?" She asked in the same soft tone. A light blush adorned his cheeks and Brielle winked at him. Dean leaned in to kiss her sweetly over the dishware between them. His eyes slid to Clare and Alex, who were watching them intently before averting their attention to their tasks.

"Maybe."

Brielle leaned in for another kiss. "Go set the table."

"Yes m'am." Dean left the kitchen and both girls giggled at the dreamy look that settled on the oldest woman's features as she moved to pull the turkey out of the oven.

Dean moved back into the room and put the plates at the six seats, setting the napkins Brielle had chosen next to them on the left side. "I'll grab the flatware." Sam spoke and Dean straightened up, seeing the playful glint in his brother's eyes. Dean shot him a mock glare, knowing he wanted to give Jody a chance to give him a hard time. The younger man left the room for a quick moment.

"Alright, Jody. Give me the speech."

"What speech? There's no speech." His green gaze met hers, uncertainty there. It was an emotion she'd never seen from him before and her expression softened some. "I'm not gonna lecture you, Dean, if that's what you're thinking. You're a grown man and-," Sam moved back into the library then and started setting the flatware on the folded napkins, pretending not to listen when Dean knew damn well he was.

Dean sighed, his hands moving to his hips. "Tell me how dumb this is... how I shouldn't be-,"

Jody frowned at his seemingly unexpected statement. "Shouldn't be what, Dean?" He shrugged, averting his gaze from hers. "Happy?" Dean shrugged again and she smiled when he did so; he looked like a little boy all of a sudden, getting scolded. "Honey, no one deserves happiness more than you two boys."

He felt Sam smile next to him. "I guess." The older man didn't sound convinced and he kept his eyes down on the table, studying the table settings.

"Don't give me that shit, young man. You love her?" Dean's eyes moved to the sheriff when she spoke sharply.

"Course I do."

Jody grinned. "I'm so happy for you. She's a real good girl... to put up with you and all." Her light tease made him smile, his eyes crinkling at the sides and Sam chuckled at her teasing tone. The girls came in then, the ham in the oven, along with the potatoes, carrots and bacon wrapped asparagus. Brielle slid in the war room chair next to Dean's, his arm coming around her shoulders. Jody was smiling at the two of them.

"So Clare, Brie and I all were talking in the kitchen," Alex spoke up as she set down her coffee mug, leaning her hip against the heavy wooden table. "And we decided that every other holiday we'll host." Sam nodded, a smile playing on his features. "We're family... a dysfunctional family who a couple of us happen to share some DNA." Brielle leaned into Dean some more, enjoying his warmth.

Clare spoke up then, her eyes moving over each person in the room. Her family. "Sound good, you guys?"

"Sounds amazing." Dean spoke softly and the others murmured their agreement; boy did they all ever have some making up to do as far as holidays with a family.

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