Julia was still curled up quietly on Solvei's lap, trying to process the information her mother had just given her in her tiny brain. She curled her fingers tightly around Solvei's shirt, holding onto her as if she might let go at any moment. This was a time before Julia was born and suddenly it all made sense, how very young all of the grown ups in her life looked. Some were missing but the ones that were here looked.... well Uncle Dean had grey hair in the future.
"Does that mean I'm not gonna see Evan or Bel again?" She asked, still clinging tightly to her mother. She felt sadness well up in her throat again at the possibility of never seeing her brother or sister again but then it occurred to her that if she were simply from the future, the past hadn't happened yet. She only had to wait until Bel and Evan were born and then she would really be their big sister.
She ignored Buffy and Dawn yelling excitedly and Dean's muted interest in the background. She was used to it.