A/N: John brings Evy home to Bobby. After the initial shock passes, they find out how Evy came back to them.

Bobby waited on the couch for John to get home, one leg bouncing up and down. John had called from the car, whispering, and told him to make up the guest room for someone to sleep in. He wouldn't tell Bobby who the bed was being made for, what was going on, or why he was whispering. He finally heard John's car pull in, and Bobby walked to the door. He started to shout at John "What the hell is going on, idjit?", but stopped. John went to the passenger side of the car, bent down, and pulled something out of the car. As John carefully shut the door behind him, Bobby's jaw dropped. John was holding a kid.

"What the hell?" Bobby asked in a loud whisper.

John put a finger to his lips. "She's asleep. Let me put her in the guest room and I'll tell you what happened."

"Who is that?"

"Come with me and I'll show you." John said simply.

Bobby followed John to the guest room, watching as John gently laid the kid down on the bed. He couldn't get a good look at the kid's face until had laid her down and wrapped her up. When he did, Bobby was sure he was hallucinating. In front of him was a perfect replica of Evy as a baby.

"What the hell?"

"I know, Bobby." John whispered. "It's really her."
"Look, I know you want it to be, I do too, but…"
"Bobby, I tested her in the car. She's not a zombie, a ghost, revenant, demon, anything else. She's a little girl." John turned back to Evy, who was now sleeping with a thumb in her mouth. "My little girl."

"What the hell?" Bobby said again. It wasn't elegant, but it was the best he could think of for the current situation.

"Let's get to the living room and talk." John suggested. "I don't want to wake her up."

The two men, still in shock, walked towards the living room both wondering what they were going to do now. But no sooner had they made it to the couch than a gust of wind took them both by surprise. A familiar figure materialized in front of them.

"John Winchester. It's good to see you again."
"Castiel." John said. "Did you have something to do with this?"

"Yes." Castiel said simply. "Where is Evelyn?"
"She's sleepin'." Bobby said. "What the hell's going on?"

"Perhaps you'd rather hear it from someone else."

Another familiar person appeared next to Castiel, someone much more welcome. John's breath was taken away. As surprised as he'd been to find Evy, it was nothing compared to seeing Missy again. The last few years of her life, she'd been weak, frail, and sick. No longer. She was strong, had her color back, and appeared to be happy.

"Hi." She said simply.

"Hey, you." John said. "It's good to see you."

"You too." Missy said. She turned to Bobby. "How are you, Bobby?"

"Better now." Bobby said. Missy had been, as he'd told her once before, 'the sister he didn't think he wanted'. "What are you doing here?"

"I brought you guys a gift." Missy said simply.

"But how?" John asked. "How is she back here?"

"Sensitives have a special gift." Castiel said. "They cannot last very long in heaven without their families. So they often choose to come back, in a younger body, so that they can help relieve the suffering of the family members who are grieving them."

"She left heaven for us?"

"Yes." Castiel said.
"Will she remember that?" Bobby asked.

"No." Missy answered.

"What about her ability?" John asked. "The way she was an incubator for that supervirus. I can't go through that again…"

"You do not have to." Castiel said. "She has fulfilled her purpose. I cannot promise that she will never be hurt again. I cannot even promise that she won't die again. But her coming back is a reward for what she did for the rest of humanity. She is being given a chance to live her life over. To give you a chance at happiness again. All of you."

So Evy had given up her spot in heaven to make him happy again. His child sacrificed her eternal paradise and happiness to soothe his hurt and aching heart. His guilt was immense. He'd done nothing to deserve anywhere close to that kind of selfless devotion. Not from Dean, not from Sam, not from Missy, and most definitely not from Evy. But Evy had always had a heart for everyone else but herself. Apparently that tendency was more extreme than he'd thought.

"There's one catch, John." Missy said suddenly, breaking his thoughts.

"What's that?" John asked.

"No supernatural." Missy said seriously. "You are to let our daughter live an entirely normal existence. She deserves to be a child. This time even more so than last time."

"But Bobby and Dean still hunt." John protested.

"And I'm sure Bobby would have no problem coming up with something to tell Evy." Missy turned to Bobby, who nodded in agreement. "You're getting another chance here, and, to be honest, it's not entirely by my choice. She needs love, gentleness, and patience. Not the firm hand you tried to force on her when I raised her. Agreed?"

"I don't know if I can do it." John answered honestly.

"I'll be here to help." Bobby said. "Sam's always nearby, and me and Dean can cut back on the hunting."

"I mean it, John. You agree to show her patience, and let her be a child, or I take her back with me now." Missy promised. "What's it gonna be?"

The thought of losing her again was more than John could take. "I promise. I'll do my best."

Missy smiled. "I believe you."

John walked slowly towards Missy, cautiously reaching a hand out to touch her cheek. "I miss you."

Missy placed one hand on top of his, and used the other to touch his cheek in return. "I miss you, too. But we'll be together again one day. All of us. Right now, you've got a job to do."

"Daddy?"

John jumped and looked towards the entrance into the living room. Evy stood there, rubbing her eyes of sleep. John looked back to where Missy had just been standing, but she was gone. He felt a pang in his heart, but turned back towards Evy.

"What's wrong, little one?"

"I tan't seep." Evy said. "Can I sit wit you?"

"Of course you can. Come here."

Evy was surprised. John usually wasn't too patient with her, and wasn't happy when she got out of bed. Evy smiled and eagerly ran to him, then grinned in delight when he picked her up and held her to his chest. John sat back down next to Bobby.

"Why couldn't you sleep?" John asked quietly, pushing her hair out of her face.

"I was dweaming about mommy and I woked up cwying 'cause I wanted her and she wasn't dere." Evy said.

John's heart shattered. He dreaded this conversation, but it had to happen. He was taken back to when Dean had been just a bit older than Evy was at the moment, and he'd had to tell him that mommy wasn't coming back. Fighting back his own tears, John started to explain,

"I have to tell you something, little one. Mommy…"

"I know mommy's in heaven, Daddy."

"You…you what?" John asked. "How do you know that?"

"She came and seed me. She waked me up when I started cwying."

John looked to Bobby, who seemed just as confused as John. "What did she say to you?"

"She sayed she was sorry, but she was in heaven and couldn't stay down here wif me. Dat I forgotted, but I was up dere wif her too, but I comed back down hewe to be wif you and Sammy and Deanie and unca Baby 'cause you was all sad. Dat she had to stay wif my sister up in heaven so she won't wonely and I'd see her agains one day."

Bobby and John's eyes were wet with tears at Evy's story.

Evy looked up and noticed her daddy crying. "Daddy? You's still sad?"

"I was." John said. "I was because I missed you so much. But I'm not now."

"Then how come you cwying?" Evy asked.

"I'm crying because I'm so happy you're back here with me." John said.
"So you cwying 'cause you happy?" Evy asked, brow furrowed in confusion.

"Mm-hmm."
Evy shook her head and looked back down. "Gwown-ups is weiwd."

For the second time that night, Evy made John snort.

"Whewe's Sammy and Deanie?"

"They'll be here when you wake up for breakfast, Baitfish." Bobby said.

Evy had been so concerned with John she hadn't noticed Bobby sitting next to them. "Unca Baby!"
"Hey, Baitfish." Bobby said, reaching over and pulling her out of John's lap. "It's good to see you."
"Unca Baby? Do me and Daddy wive wif you now?"

"I guess so." Bobby answered.

"Does dat mean the bed I was sweeping in is my woom?"

"Yep."

"Cool! Can I paint it?" Evy asked excitedly.

"We'll talk about it." Bobby said. "Why don't you go back to sleep?"
"Will's you make me waffles and pancakes in da morning?" Evy asked.

"Waffles and pancakes? You must think you're pretty special, huh?"

"Yep." Evy said, grinning.

Bobby chuckled. "You're right about that, Baitfish. I guess I can make you waffles and pancakes in the morning."
"As long as you eat some eggs too." John said.

"Wif cheese?"

"With cheese." John said with a smile. "You want me to put you back to bed?"

"Will's you hold me 'till I go back to seep, Daddy? Pease?"

"Sure." John said. "Sure. Come here."

John pulled Evy back from Bobby's lap and into his. Bobby kissed Evy goodnight, hoping that he wouldn't wake up the next morning and find out that everything had just been a weird dream. John laid Evy back down in her bed, pulled up her blanket, and kissed her goodnight.

"Good night, little one." John whispered. "Thank you for coming back. I love you."