Supernatural
"Brothers just the same."
Set in the future no spoilers after Season 6 all the events of Season 7 are resolved without any explanations as to how... They just are so things are back to normal (normal for a Winchester at least). This is safe to read if you haven't seen Season 7 no spoilers.
By the way I did the math on something In Season 4 Episode 3 "In the Beggining." Castiel sent Dean back in time to 1973 and in Season 5 Episode 13 "The song remains the same." when Sam, Dean and Cas go back in time again it never says (in the episode itself what year they're in.. if it does then I don't remember where.)(I know what it says on the internet that it was "SUPPOSED" to be 1978 but... What if it wasn't.) it could have been 1974, 1975 (Which would explain why Mary and John still looked so young) instead of 1978 when Dean was born meaning Mary wasn't pregnant with Dean but instead a different kid... Hmmm... Could it just so happen to be that Jimmy Novak (Castiel's vessel) is just a couple of years older than Dean? Hmmm again... Hmmm indeed. This is a story about if Jimmy Novak just so happens to have been a Winchester all along. Please enjoy and please review!
Warnings: Mentions of stillbirth and the aftermath of such a horrific event, Cursing (I'll try to keep it "T" rated), Shocking discoveries, Please be advised that some content may be offensive or may touch on sensitive issues.
What some people might not know: In the "old days" like up to the mid 1980's or even 90's in some places depending on availability and quality of care (heck it could still happen today in a lot of backwater towns where people might not be educated enough to know their rights as a patient). When it came to childbirth... Dads weren't allowed in the delivery room, moms weren't taught about things like kick counts, doctors didn't always pay attention to or answer the questions of their patients especially since those patients were women and "back then" most hospitals wouldn't allow families to see their baby if it was stillborn they would just go ahead and bury or cremate the child without ever letting the family ever see their baby or know where their baby was burried or what happened to their baby's ashes whether the family wanted that or not. It's sad but it's actually true. So "back in "those" days it would have been easy for a doctor to tell a family their baby was stillborn when in fact the baby was really alive and being sold or traded to someone who wanted a baby bad enough to pay for one. Again sad but true.
The opening takes place after Sam, Dean and Cas return to their own time in Season 5 "The song remains the same." Hopefully the timeline won't be hard to follow.
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"1975"
John was thrilled when Mary told him she was pregnant. They'd been hoping for a baby and just like magic there a baby was just out of reach beyond the layers of Mary's flesh.
Mary was so excited over her budding belly as it grew. She talked to her baby and sang to her baby as her sweet little angel rested safe and content inside her womb.
John couldn't help but touch her stomach everytime he was near her. He just loved that there was such a blessed little miracle growing within his beloved Mary.
He would lay his head on her belly everynight telling his little one how much he couldn't wait to meet them.
As Mary neared her due date she'd started feeling ill and it worried both her and John to no end. Mary tried telling her doctor, Dr. Bueford, she felt like something was wrong and the doctor treated her rudely telling her that pregnancy wasn't supposed to be comfortable.
One day Mary had just finished hanging clothes on the line outside to dry when she felt a horrible pain shoot through her abdomen and she instinctively knew it was time. She hurried to the phone and called John at work and soon Mary was in the passanger seat of the Impala and she and John were on the way to the hospital to have their baby.
John wanted to be in the delivery room with his wife but it wasn't allowed so he grudgingly took his post with all the other expectant fathers in the waiting room.
Mary felt a pang of fear as she saw the worried look on her doctor's face as he pressed a stethoscope to her belly.
"Mrs. Winchester when was the last time you felt the baby move?" Dr. Bueford asked.
"I can't remember. Why? Does that mean something's wrong?" Asked Mary starting to panic.
"I'm going to give you some medicine that will speed up your contrctions." The doctor replied.
"Is the baby gonna be okay?" Mary asked as she started to cry. But the doctor was already on his way out of the room and he didn't seem to hear her.
"We're going to do all we can for you and your baby ma'am." Said a sympathetic nurse that looked like she knew how Mary was feeling right then.
Another nurse came in and administered the medicine the doctor had ordered. Now all Mary could do was wait...
Meanwhile John sat in the waiting room close to tears. He'd just found out from the doctor that there were complications with Mary's delivery and that he might want to brace himself for the worst.
A couple other fathers huddled around John offering words of advice and comfort while some of them avoided John like his bad luck may rub off on them.
After hours of waiting and having no news John was allowed to go to the room where Mary was recovering from delivery.
No one had told him anything since the doctor had spoken with him what seemed like forever ago so he thought everything had ended up turning out fine. But then he saw the pain his beloved Mary was in and he knew that something was very wrong.
Tears poured freely from her piercing blue eyes and her body was wracked by continuous sobs.
"Sweetie... Oh god... Mary honey please tell me what's wrong." John begged as he started to cry again himself.
"Our baby... He wasn't breathing." Mary choked out through a shuttering breath. "I'm so sorry John. I lost our little boy."
"No. No sweetie. You didn't do anything wrong. Mary please honey. There's nothing you could have done." Blubbered John as he cluthched his bawling wife to him and stroked her hair whispering soothingly "It's okay. It's gonna be okay."
Neither John nor Mary found out anything about their child except that it was a boy and that he'd weighed 8 pounds 7 ounces and that he'd never taken his first breath.
"I wanna hold my baby." Mary cried.
"I advise against it." The doctor said scoldingly. "Out of sight is out of mind."
"My wife said she wants to hold our son." John growled.
"Sir. Seeing your child is only going to prolong your wife's pain. I insist you see reason and talk some sense into her." Said the doctor in a snide tone as if Mary wasn't even in the room.
"Can I at least name our baby?" Asked Mary with a snifle as she tried to compose herself.
"I suppose you can name him if you wish. It will give us something to put on the death certificate." The doctor replied all to cooly and John wanted to throttle the doctor then and there but he held his temper in check because he needed to be strong right now for Mary's sake.
"I wanna name him James. James Winchester after John's father." Said Mary as she brushed tears from her eyes.
John felt his heart clench in his chest. They'd discussed the baby names they wanted their children to have and Mary had been adament about naming their first child after one of John's parents.
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Dr. Bueford carried the newborn to the destined meeting place. He had no idea why the woman he was meeting had specifically requested this child or how she'd even known that Mary Winchester would be having a baby today weeks in advance. But he didn't care because $100,000 is to damn good of money to be passing up.
A rundown shack seemed to be an odd place for someone that could afford to pay such a hefty sum to want to meet. But... Business was business.
When he entered the cabin he couldn't place the wierd yet familiar smell that hung in the air. A middle aged woman stood in the shack's livingroom and she held a satchel that Dr. Bueford assumed to be full of his money.
She took the baby from his arms and kicked the satchel over to him saying "I bet that stupid cunt got all mopey when you told her, her baby died."
"Yeah she was a bit distraught to say the least. I left her with the illusion she could actually name him." Said Dr. Bueford as he opened the satchel and started counting the money to make sure it was all there.
"Oh, that's hillarious, what'd she want to call him? John after his dumbass of a father or something even more stupid than that?" Asked the woman.
"Actually she wanted to name him James." Dr. Bueford replied while trying not to lose count.
The woman rearanged the newborn so that she could hold him up to get a better look at him and said "I don't know. He kinda looks like a Clarence to me. Oh well, I guess I could call him Jimmy." The woman stated.
"So you're not going to rename him?" Dr. Bueford asked as he finished counting and zipped up the satchel.
"Renaming him's not my job. I'm just here to pick him up." The woman replied.
"Suit yourself he's not my kid." Dr. Bueford stated as he turned to leave.
Dr. Bueford was walking out to his car when heard the sound of growling coming from behind him. It was the last thing he ever heard...
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