October 1990
"Hey John, how are my baby girls doing" The young blonde girl looked at John Winchester and smiled. Since her husbands death 2 months ago John has been there for her. He has helped and cared for her through the last stages of her pregnancy with her twin daughters. Even though John as other commitments, such as his hunting and his sons, he has stuck with Emily throughout the hardest stage of her life.
"They're doing good Sam and Dean are watching them. Are sure I can leave? I don't have to leave you. Bobby can watch the boys, and the girls if you want. We could take a break. A holiday maybe away from everything. Total change of scenery…"
"JOHN STOP!" Emily had to stop him. What was he talking about? His sons need their dad with them, her daughters needed Emily with them and they all needed John to protect them. "Go with your sons John Winchester", she continued," they need you, more than I do. Me and my girls will be fine without you but your sons won't. I will see you again Mr Winchester and you will probably save my ass again. I would love you to stay with me but you can't. Go save some people John. Go save people with Sam and Dean. But promise me something." John nodded. "Ask what they want to do. Make them live their life how they want to, don't force them to do anything or else you will have me to deal with. Can you make that promise for me John?"
Emily cupped his face and looked into his eyes. She could see his pain but knew he would hurt even more if he stayed. He looked into her tear filled eyes and cupped her right cheek. Softly he stroked her cheek and gently kissed her lips. "I promise." He turned and called his boys. Emily followed him to the door and watched as Sam, Dean and John Winchester got into their black Impala and set off into the sunset.
She turned around and entered her house. Emily approached her two daughters and smiled, "Everything is going to be ok." Though, secretly she was holding back tears praying that the things will stay away. Away from her. Away from her daughters.
