"Why do you think you're here?" Dean countered, assuming she had to have some inkling as to why they'd asked her to join them. He felt bad about summoning her here, away from her husband and young son, but it couldn't be helped. He didn't know this hunter from Adam, despite Bobby and Ellen's assurances, and he needed to make sure she was telling the truth.
"Well, I assume you want me to meet someone, and you don't want them to know I'm not human anymore," his sister commented thoughtfully, considering him for a moment. "I don't make a habit of prying into the future if I can help it, Dean. Knowing too much about what might happen gives me the mother of all migraines."
"It's not that," Dean assured her. He hadn't asked her to look into the future in months - not since the last time he'd wanted to know how many children he and Jo were going to have. He was half-tempted to tell her that if he told her what was going on, she wouldn't believe him, but this was a woman who had wed the Greek God of War. There probably wasn't much that surprised her anymore. "We're expecting someone and I need to know this someone is telling the truth."
"Right." Ayden grinned at him, reaching over to poke his shoulder playfully. "See, I told you it'd be handy having an Olympian for a baby sister. Even if I still punch like mortal child, according to my darling husband."
Dean flashed a brief and slightly sarcastic smile. "Your darling husband would probably say the same thing about Mike Tyson," he pointed out, though Mike Tyson wasn't actively boxing anymore.
"You know, one of these days, you two are going to admit that you actually like each other," Ayden predicted for her brother and husband, though she knew it was more pride keeping them from it than anything. She smiled faintly. "All right, so tell me more about this someone you want me to meet."
"I never said I didn't like him," Dean pointed out, proven by the fact that he'd given his blessings to his sister's marriage. Ares could be a bit of a jerk, in Dean's opinion, but he couldn't deny that the guy loved his sister. He shrugged briefly as he pushed off the counter to fetch himself a cup of coffee. "Not much to tell," he said, a questioning look toward the pot, in case she wanted a cup. "Brian called yesterday to let us know that there's trouble headed our way in the form of a hunter named Kristen. Apparently, she's tracking Loki. Before you ask, yes, that Loki. I assume he's the trouble headed our way, since it's him she's tracking. Not sure why though. That's what we're trying to find out."
"So you're going to try and find out why she's tracking him, and whether it's the real Loki or Gabriel she's after, right?" Ayden guessed. At least she hadn't forgotten how to have a normal conversation; it was easy to assume she knew everything before it was said these days, but Ayden refused to act on anything unless she was told aloud what she already knew.
"You already know about that?" Dean asked, brows arching upwards. He wasn't sure why he was surprised about that when his sister was no longer mortal. "I assume she's after the real Loki," he continued. "But we're not sure why. Gabriel seems to think Loki is after him, but that doesn't explain why this hunter is after Loki." Dean paused to rub away the dull ache that was forming behind his temple. "Does that make any sense?"
"Gabriel pretty much watched over me for a few years there," she reminded him with a smile. "I know he's an ass, but he was my friend. He didn't keep many secrets from me." She straightened up, tilting her head as the sound of an approaching engine signaled the arrival of the expected hunter. "It makes sense," she assured her brother. "Just don't start a fight."
Dean had to bite his tongue. He knew very well that Gabriel had watched over Ayden because it was Dean that had asked him to do it, but as far as Dean was concerned, whatever debt he might have owed the archangel had been repaid tenfold when Gabriel inherited Heaven. "It's been a long time since I punched a woman," he assured her with a straight face.
Ayden snorted with laughter. "So it's a woman, huh?" She grinned, nudging his arm as the engine outside died, followed by the sound of a car door opening and closing. "Does Jo know you're entertaining another woman in her house?"
"I said her name is Kristen. Pay attention, Sis!" Dean teased, snapping his fingers. He moved the curtains aside to take a peek outside the window at the newcomer. "Of course Jo knows. She was the first one I told."
"Oh, so, not her idea, then?" Ayden teased him, ducking under his arm to look out through the window as well.
What they saw was a tall woman in a leather jacket, brunette hair pulled into a harsh ponytail, tucking a gun into the back of her jeans as she turned toward the house. Her eyes found them looking out at her, brows rising above an amused smile. Ayden waved, grinning back.
Dean rolled his eyes at the sight of the woman tucking a gun into the back of her jeans, as if they wouldn't notice. "Oh, great. A badass. Awesome." Thankfully, Jo had taken the kids next door to see Sam and Becky. He didn't want them there if there was going to be trouble.
"Oh, come on, Dean." Ayden straighted up, rolling her eyes. "It's not like she made any attempt to hide it. And if you were in her position, you'd do the exact same thing."
"Would I?" Dean challenged. It wasn't so much the gun that bothered him, but the fact that she was bringing a gun into his home - a home that was occupied by three small children.
His little sister looked him dead in the eye and dared him to try and lie to her. Not that anyone was physically capable of doing that to Ayden these days, not since Ares had declared her the Goddess of Truth. She smirked at him. "Answer the door, Dean."
And a moment later, there was a knock on the front door.
Dean sighed. "Getting pretty bossy lately, little sister," he grumbled, as he set his coffee cup down and pushed off the counter. He meant no harm by the remark, except to tease her. He was clearly feeling a little agitated, and teasing her was one way for him to release that tension. "Come on, then. You're part of this, too," he told her, waving her toward him as he headed toward the door.
"You're the one who gave me self-confidence, Big Bird," she pointed out, falling into step behind him as he moved for the door. "It's your own fault I got sassy."
"Yeah, yeah. I'm sure Ares had nothing to do with it," he murmured, but there was a hint of a smile on his face now, clearly enjoying teasing her. Before she could reply further, he pulled open the door to greet their guest. "What's the password?" he asked, though they didn't really have one.