Author- So mainly with this chapter I wanted to explain Dean and Sam's whole reason for Bobby not being in there life or at least touch base on it, and help to understand why Dean doesn't like him much.
"Really? Anna?" Dean says. Castiel is busy drawing a symbol.
"I don't believe it."
"It's true," Cas says, not looking up.
"So she's gone all Glenn Close," Dean says. "That's awesome."
"Who's Glenn Close?" Castiel asks.
"No one. Just a psycho bitch that likes to boil rabbits," Dean says.
"So, the plan to kill me – would it actually stop Satan?" Sam asks from where he's sitting on the bed.
"No Sam, come on," Dean says. Sam ignores him.
"Cas, what do you think? Does Anna have a point?" Castiel eyes Dean for a second, then replies.
"No. She's a... Glenn Close." Castiel says. " Besides she thinks that if she kills Sam, lucifer wont get a chance to take his companion, which will at least give Micheal a chance to fight lucifer fairly".
" Fairly?" Sam asked.
" Well, if lucifer takes you as his companion, it will cause lucifer to become more powerful, its kinda like when I'm with Dean. We have a strong and powerful connection and because of that my powers have increased" Castiel said looking at Dean.
" So why doesn't Micheal take his companion?" Sam asks.
" He says he can't" thats all Castiel says.
"I don't get it – we're looking for the chick that wants to gank Sam? Why poke the bear?" Dean asks.
"Anna will keep trying. She won't give up until Sam is dead," Cas replies. "So we kill her first."
He begins speaking in a different language, and the candle flares in front of him. He stumbles back, grabbing the chair to balance himself, Dean runs over to him and wrapped his arms around him.
" Babe you ok?" Dean asked trying to get a read off Castiel.
"I found her."
"Where is she?" Dean asks.
"Not where. When," Cas says.
"It's 1978."
"What? Why 1978? I wasn't even born yet," Sam says, standing up.
"You won't be, if she kills your parents," Cas explains. "Anna can't get to you because of me. So she's going after them."
"Take us back right now," Dean says immediately.
"And deliver you right to Anna? I should go alone," Castiel says.
"They're our parents, Cas. We're going," Dean snaps.
"It's not that easy," Cas says, turning away.
"Why not?" Sam asks.
"Time travel was difficult, even with the powers of Heaven at my disposal," Castiel explains.
"But you're cut off," Sam realizes.
"So what, you're like a Delorian without enough Plutonium?" Dean asks.
"I don't understand that reference. But I'm telling you, taking this trip – with passengers, no less – it'll weaken me," Cas says. Dean walks closer.
"They're our mom and dad. If we can save them? And not just from Anna – I mean if we can set things right? We have to try."
Castiel packs his bag with holy oil and various other things. "Ready?" he asks.
"Not really," Sam says.
"Bend your knees," Dean tells him. Castiel touches them on the forehead.
The boys appear in the middle of a road, and a car almost hits them, twice. "Did we make it?" Sam asks.
"Unless they're bringing Pintos back into production, I'd say yes," Dean says. They suddenly spot Castiel, leaning against a car, bleeding. Dean and Sam run over to see if he's alright and Dean grabs him and places his head on his lap. "Hey take it easy – babe you alright?" Dean asks.
"I'm fine," Cas says. "I'm much better than I expected." They help him up, even as he begins to cough blood and passes out.
"He's breathing – sort of," Sam says.
"What do we do?" Dean says panicking holding Castiel tighter.
" Hospital?" Sam suggests.
" I dont think thats such a good idea" Dean says looking down at a unconcious Cas.
" What about this hotel?" Sam asks. Dean looks at the hotel for a minute and then back down at Cas. He nodds to Sam and picks Cas up carrying him into the hotel and checking him in. Once he gets Cas settled into the room, he kisses his forhead before walking out. When he meets Sam outside he notices him in a phonebooth, so he walks over.
"So I paid for Cas for five nights, up in the honeymoon suite," Dean says. "I told the manager 'do not disturb no matter what'. You know what he said to me? 'Yeah, don't sweat it. Wanna buy some dope?' Dope. We oughta stick around here and buy some stock in Microsoft."
"Yeah we might have to, if Cas doesn't recover," Sam says.
" He'll recover Sam!" Dean said alittle irritated by what Sam said
"Sorry Dean...If he landed like that, hopefully so did Anna," Sam comments. "Should buy us some time."
"So did you find them?" Dean asks.
"Yeah," Sam says, holding the page from the phone book.
"The Winchesters – 485 Robin Tree."
"Let's go pop in on the folks," Dean says. Sam and Dean manage to get a car and drive over to their parents house. When they arrive they notice some getting out of a car and walking into the house.
Sam hurries toward the door.
"Sam, wait!" Dean says.
"Dean, Anna could be here any second!" Sam argues.
"What exactly are we gonna march up there and tell them?" Dean asks.
"Uh, the truth?" Sam suggests.
"What, that their sons are back from the future to save them from an angel gone Terminator? I mean come on, those movies haven't even come out yet!" Dean says.
"Well then tell him demons are after them – I mean, he thinks you're a hunter, right?" Sam replies. "Yeah, a hunter who disappeared right when his dad died," Dean says. "He's gonna love me. Just follow my lead."
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Bobby walks into the house and places his tools on the counter, taking off his jacket and places it on the coat hanger. " Hey love" he says.
" Hey Bobby, how was work?" John asked wiping his hands with a dish rag walking over and giving Bobby a small kiss and going back to cooking dinner. Bobby walked over to John at the stove and wrapped his arms around his waist burying his face into Johns neck.
" It was ok" he said trying to dip his hands into the mash potatos. John smacked his hands.
" How about you go wash up" John said turning around.
" I love it when you get bossy" Bobby said as soon as he was about to back up the door bell rang. Bobby backed away.
" I'll get it, you finish dinner" Bobby says walking towards the door.
He freezes when he opens it and sees Dean. "Hi Bobby" Dean says.
"You can't be here," he says.
"I'm sorry if this is a bad time..." Dean begins.
"You don't understand. I'm not... I don't do that anymore." he glances at Sam. "I have a normal life now. You have to go."
"I'm sorry, but this is important," Dean says, putting out his hand to stop him from shutting the door. John walks up behind bobby, and he stops.
"Sorry love, they're just..." bobby begins.
"Bobby's cousins," Dean says quickly. "We couldn't stop in town without swinging by and saying hey, could we? Dean." He holds out his hand. John shakes it.
"You look familiar."
"Really?" Dean says. "Yeah, you do too actually. We must've met at some time. Small towns, right? Gotta love 'em." John smiles.
"I'm John." He holds out his hand to Sam, who is watching him with tears in his eyes. He quickly shakes John's hand.
"This is Sam," Dean says quickly.
"Sam? Uh, Bobby's father was a Sam," John comments.
"Oh, it's a family name," Dean replies. John glances at Sam, who is still holding onto his hand.
"You okay? You look a little spooked."
"Oh yeah, yeah," Sam says, quickly letting go. "Just... long trip."
"Well, Sam and Dean were just on their way out," Bobby says, smiling politely.
"What? They just got here," John says. "I'm always happy to meet folks from Bobby's side. Please – come in for a beer." Dean smiles.
"Twist my arm." Bobby gives him a long, warning look.
Sam and Dean follow Bobby and John to the living and sit down. John notices Sam looking at him and asks "You're sure you're okay Sam?"
" Yeah, yeah_its just you remind me of someone" he says.
"So, how are you guys related?" John asks.
"You know – uh, distantly," Dean says.
"Oh, so you knew Bobby's parents," John says.
"Yeah, yeah. Bobby's dad was pretty much like a grandpa to us," Dean says.
"Wow. It's tragic," John says, putting his hand on Bobby's arm. "He had a heart attack."
Bobby looks at Dean sharply. "Yes, it was," Dean says.
"So uh –what are you guys doing in town anyway?" John asks.
"Uh, business, you know," Dean says.
"Oh yeah? What line of work?" John asks.
"Scrap metal," Dean says at the same time as Sam says
"Plumbing."
Bobby stands up. "Oh gosh, it's almost seven. I hate to be rude, but John and I gotta finsh getting dinner ready."
"Well maybe they can stay," John suggests.
"I'm sure they have to leave," Bobby says firmly.
The phone rings. "Uh look, please stay?" John asks. "It would mean a lot to me. I haven't met much of Bobby's side of the family." He stands up to get the phone.
" Hello" John says. " Hello, Mr. Williams".
" Hello John, just calling to let you know that you time at the hospital is no longer needed".
" What_wait, I was just volunteering" John said.
" I know and trust me John you are wonderful with the patients but I just think its best if we let you go".
" Please, I need these volunteer hours for my classes at the college, is there anything I can do to change your mind?" John beggs.
"Alright, look. Come on in right now. Let's talk," Mr. Williams says. "Maybe we can figure something out."
"Seriously?" John says.
"I'll see you in ten minutes," the man's voice says. Little does he know its coming from the Angel that wants him Dead. "Don't keep me waiting."
"You have to leave now," Bobby says to Sam and Dean.
"Okay, just listen," Dean begins.
"No, you listen. Last time I saw you, a demon killed my parents," Bobby says. "Now you waltz in here like you're family? Your lucky I dont shoot you right now. Whatever you want, no. Leave me alone."
"You and John are in danger," Sam says quickly.
"What are you talking about?" Bobby says.
"Something's coming for you," Dean says.
"A demon?" he asks quietly.
"Not exactly," Dean replies.
"What then?" he asks.
"It's kinda hard to explain, okay? It's..." Dean begins.
"An angel," Sam interrupts.
"What?" he laughs. "There's no such thing."
"I wish," Dean says. "But they're twice as strong as demons, and bigger dicks."
"Why would an angel wanna kill us?" Bobby asks.
"It's a long story, and we'll tell you the whole thing, but right now you've gotta trust us, and we gotta go," Dean says. Bobby stares at him for a second not sure if he should trust him. "Look at my face and tell me if I'm lying to you."
Bobby takes a deep breath. "Okay. Where do we go?"
"Outta here. We gotta move now though," Dean says.
"Okay, but what do I tell John?" he asks.
"Just tell him..." Dean stops, looking around.
"John?" They head into the kitchen, and Bobby notices a note by the phone. It says 'Back in 15 – J'.
John gets out of his car and is walking through the parking lot trying to hurry to the hospital to get to . All of a sudden a woman is standing in front of him just starring at him.
" Can I help you?" He asks walking towards her. Anna walks towards John and punches him in his chest sending him flying towards a car, causing him to pass out. As she watches him, her vision starts to go blurry and her nose bleeds. She turns just in time to see Dean, standing behind her with the angel killing knife. She grabs his arm and his neck.
"I wish I could say it's good to see you, Anna," Dean says.
"You too, Dean," she says, then throws him through a window, knocking him out. Anna turns again and sees Bobby pick up the knife. John wakes up in time to see him attack Anna. He manages to cut Anna's hand and kick her, but then she disappears. Bobby looks around until Anna appears behind her, and grabs her arm.
"I'm sorry," she says, and throws him through a car windshield. Bobby pulls himself over the car and picks up a crowbar, sticking it into Anna's chest. Anna coughs blood, but then pulls out the crowbar.
"Sorry. It's not that easy to kill an angel."
"No – but you can distract them," Sam says. They turn to look at him – he's painted a symbol in blood on the wall, and he puts his hand on it. Anna disappears. John looks at Bobby in shock. Bobby runs over to John to make sure he's ok.
" Hey baby you ok_how's the..." Before John could finish he turns away from Bobby touch.
" Dont" he says standing up.
They all walk into the car and no words are exchanged. Until John breaks the silence.
"Monsters. Monsters?" John says.
"Yes," Bobby says.
"Monsters are real," John says.
"Babe just let me explain..." Bobby begins.
"And you fight them?" John cuts in. "All of you?"
"Yeah," Sam says. John is silent for a second.
"How long?"
"All my life?" Bobby says.
"John, just try to understand..."Bobby says
"He didn't exactly have a choice," Dean begins, and Sam starts to open his mouth.
"Shut up, all of you!" John says loudly. "Look, not another word or so help me I will turn this car around!"
"Wow. Awkward family roadtrip," Dean mutters to Sam.
"No kidding," Sam says. Bobby drives them all the way to an abandon house. When they get there Bobby unlocks the door and guides them in.
"The place has been in the family for years." he lifts the rug.
"Devil's trap. Pure iron fixtures, of course. There should be salt and holy water in the pantry... knives, guns..."
"All that stuff'll do is piss it off," Sam says.
"So what'll kill it? Or, slow it down at least?" Bobby asks.
"Not much," Sam says.
"Great," he replies. "
"He said not much," Dean says. "Not nothing. We packed." He puts his bag on the table and opens it, pulling out a piece of paper with a symbol on it.
"We put this up, and she comes close? We can beam her right off the starship."
Sam picks up the jug. "This is holy oil. It's kind of like a devil's trap for angels. Come on. I'll show you how it works." Bobby follows him. John watches him go awkwardly.
"Okay, what's the deal with the thing on the paper?" John asks Dean.
"It's a sigil. It means..." Dean begins.
"I don't care what it means," John interrupts. "Where does it go?"
"On a wall or a door," Dean says, looking slightly surprised.
"How big should I make it?" John asks.
"John..." Dean begins.
"What?" he snaps.
"Y'all might have treated me like a fool, but I am not useless. I can draw a damn – whatever it is – sigil."
"Why don't you go help Sam out, okay?" Dean says. "Cause this has gotta be done... it's gotta be done in human blood."
John takes the knife and cuts his hand. "So – how big?"
Dean nods. "I'll show you." He laughs a little.
"What?" John asks.
Dean looks at him. "All of a sudden, you really remind me of my Dad." John looks at him slightly weirdly.
John is painting the sigil on the door when Sam walks up. "That's really good."
"You come to check on me?" John asks.
"Uh, I wanted to say I'm sorry about all this. I know it's a lot," Sam says.
"Look, how long have you known about this... hunting stuff?" John asks.
"Pretty much forever," Sam says.
"My dad raised me in it."
"You're serious? Who the hell does that to a kid?" John says, looking disgusted. "Well, for the record, Bobby's parents did," Sam says.
"I don't care! I mean, what kind of irresponsible bastard let's a child anywhere near a... you know, you coulda been killed!" John says.
"I came kinda close," Sam says, smiling slightly.
"The number it must have done on your head," John goes on. "Your father was supposed to protect you."
Sam looks at him hard. "He was trying. He died trying. Believe me." He sits down on the windowseat. "I used to be mad at him, but I still love him more than anything or anymore. But now... I get it. He was just doing the best he could. And he was trying to keep it together, in this impossible situation. See... my aunt... she was amazing. She was there for my dad through some of the toughest situations of his life. I mean she was there for him when my father walked out on him after he told him he was pregnant with me. But my aunt was there for my dad to help him raise us. And she got killed. And I think he would've gone crazy if he didn't do something. Truth is, my dad died, before I got to tell him that... I understand. Why he did what he did. And I forgive him, for what it did to us. I do. And I just... I love him." John nods and says nothing. Sam walks to finish putting up signs and protecting the house when he hears Dean talking to Bobby.
"Okay. You said you'd explain everything when we had a minute. We have a minute. Why does an angel want me dead?" Bobby says looking at Dean.
Dean glances around. "Because they're dicks?"
He laughs. "Not good enough. I didn't even know they existed, and now I'm a target?"
"It's complicated," Dean says, looking down.
Bobby stands up. "Fine. All ears."
"You're just gonna have to trust me, okay?" Dean says.
"I've been trusting you all day," he reminds him.
"It's kinda hard to believe," Dean says.
"Alright then. I'm walking out the door," he says.
"I'm your son," Dean says.
He stops. "What?"
Dean walks closer. "I'm your son. Sorry, I don't know how else to say it. We're from the year 2010. An angel zapped us back here... not the one that attacked you, friendlier."
"You can't expect me to believe that," he says.
Dean looks at him. "Our names are Dean and Sam... Winchester. We're named after your parents".
Bobby stares at him. "How am I suppose to believe that , you mean't my parents the last time I saw you".
Dean takes a deep breath and stares at him for a second. " I dont even know how to prove this to you cause I barely know you but.."
Dean doesn't say anything. " John...his sister name is Mary, she help to take care of us...When I was sick John would make me tomato rice soup cause that what his mom would make...and at night he would sing me " Jude" instead of a lullaby because that was his favorite Beatles Song".
Bobby stares at him in shock" I dont understand though, why you dont know me".
" Because you walked out on us...when John told you he was pregnant with Sam you walked out on us" Dean pauses getting mad that second talking about it. " I till remember to this day when you said it, and I remember the night I had to hold my dad to stop him from crying, because I was scared that he would lose the baby".
"I don't believe it. No."
"I'm sorry, but it's true," Dean says.
" If it wasn't for John sister Mary, I dont think Sam would be living today..she was almost like a mom to me_before she died" Dean says.
Bobby takes a deep breath. "How did you two become hunters?" he asks.
" John_ Exactly 6 months after Sam is born...yellow eyed demon comes into his nursery and kills Mary_John went crazy after that" Dean says. " He had lost you and then the demon took another person in his life and after that all he could think about was revenge".
Bobby is in tears thinking about everything that Dean had told him. " I dont even know what to say".
" Leave John, when this is all over" Dean said.
" Why would I do that, you just said that you are my boys and I'm a dead beat dad" Bobby almost yelled.
"There's a big difference between dying and never being born," Dean says. "And trust me, we're okay with it. I promise you that."
"Well I'm not," Bobby snaps.
"You think you can have that normal life that you want so bad, but you can't," Sam says. "I'm sorry. It's all gonna go rotten. You are gonna die. And your children will be cursed."
Bobby looks to Dean. " No, this is my chance to make things right_take care of my boys".
" Bobby nothing is gonna change_all paths lead to the same destination" Dean says.
"There has to be a way."
"No, this is the way. Leave John," Dean says.
"I can't," he says firmly.
"This is bigger than us," Dean says. "There is so many more lives at stake."
"You don't understand. I can't," he says loudly. "It's too late. John's pregnant."
"Hey, we got a problem," John says, walking in behind them. "Those blood things, the sigils? They're gone."
"Gone as in..." Sam begins.
"I drew one on the back of the door, I turned around, and I when I looked back again it was a smudge," John says.
Dean goes to look. Sure enough, they're gone. "He's right." Bobby checks the floor.
"There's no more holy oil." A ringing fills the air suddenly. Sam draws the knife. They all cover their ears. The windows shatter. Next thing the know the doors are slamming open and a man walks through.
"Who the hell are you?" Dean asks.
"I'm Uriel," he says.
"Oh come on," Dean says, backing up.
"Go," Sam says to Bobby and John, but Anna appears.
"Well here goes nothing," Dean says, and goes to stab Uriel while Sam goes after Anna.
Both of them are thrown aside. Uriel begins to kick Dean. Bobby spots the angel knife and goes to pick it up, but Anna steps on it. She throws him through the window as John screams. Uriel continues to attack Dean, and Anna walks toward Sam. He runs for the knife, but she pulls a pipe from the wall and stabs him with it. "Sammy!"
Dean watches as Sam slides down the wall and fall down dead. Anna walks toward John who backs away. "I am really sorry."
"Anna," a voice says, and she turns around.
Bobby is standing behind her, but it's not Bobby. "Michael," she says. He walks forward and puts his hand on her chest. Blue flames fill her, and she screams and turns to ash.
"Michael," Uriel says from the doorway, "I didn't know."
"Goodbye, Uriel," Michael replies. He snaps his fingers, and Uriel is gone.
He turns back to Bobby. "What did you do to Bobby?" he asks.
"Bobby is fine," he says.
"Who – what – are you?" he asks.
"Shhh," he says, putting a finger to his lips. He reaches over and touches his on the forehead. He falls to the ground. Dean stumbles to the doorway, clutching his ribs.
"Well I'd say this conversation is long overdue," Michael says, smiling. "Wouldn't you?"
"Fix him," Dean says, pointing at Sam.
"First, we talk," Michael replies.
"Then I fix your darling little Sammy." Dean eyes him.
"How'd you get in my dad anyway?"
"I told him I could save his wife, and he said yes," Michael replies.
"Well I guess they oversold me then, huh? Being your one and only vessel," Dean says.
"You're my true vessel," Michael says. "But not my only one."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Dean asks.
"It's a bloodline," Michael says. "Stretching back to Cain and Abel. It's in your blood, your father's blood, your family's blood."
"Awesome," Dean says quietly. "Six degrees of Heaven bacon. What do you want with me?"
"You really don't know the answer to that?" Michael asks.
"Well you know I ain't gonna say yes, so why are you here?" Dean replies. "What do you want with me?"
"I just want you to understand, what you and I have to do," Michael says.
"Oh I get it. You got beef with your brother, well get some therapy, pal, don't take it out on my planet!" Dean snaps.
"You're wrong," Michael says. "Lucifer defied our father, and he betrayed me, but still. I don't want this any more than you would want to kill Sam." He walks over to where Sam lies on the floor.
"You know my brother... I practically raised him. I took care of him in a way that most people could never understand. And I still love him." He looks at Dean. "But I am going to kill him, because it is right. And I have to."
"Why, because God says so?" Dean says.
"From the beginning he knew this was how it was going to end."
"And you're just gonna do whatever God says?" Dean asks.
"Yes, because I am a good son," Michael replies.
Dean smirks. "Yeah well trust me pal, take it from someone who knows, that is a dead-end street."
"And you think you know better than my father?" Michael asks.
"One unimportant little man? What makes you think you get to choose?"
"Because I gotta believe that I can choose what I do with... my unimportant little life," Dean says.
"You're wrong," Michael says. "You know how I know? Think of a million random acts of chance, that let John and Mary be born. To meet. To fall in love, to have the two of you. Think of the million random choices that you make, and yet each and every one of them brings you closer to your destiny. Do you know why that is? Because it's not random. It's not chance. It's a plan that is playing itself out perfectly. Free will is an illusion, Dean. That's why you're going to say yes." Dean looks at him blankly. "Oh buck up! It could be worse,"
Michael says. "You know, unlike my brothers I won't leave you a drooling mess when I'm done wearing you."
"Well what about Bobby?" Dean asks.
"Better than new," Michael replies. "In fact, I'm going to do your Dad and your father a favour."
"What?" Dean asks.
"Scrub their minds," Michael says. "They won't remember me, or you."
"You can't do that," Dean says desperately. "I'm just giving your father what he wants," Michael says calmly. "He can go back to his husband, his family."
" Why is this so important to you, if lucifer takes Sam he is just gonna kill you anyway" Dean says trying to get him to leave them alone.
Michael Smiles. " That's not a definite".
" Lucifer will be stronger with Sam" Dean says.
" Maybe, but Lucifer never did play fairly and if you would just say yes_I wouldnt have to worry about that" Michael tries.
" Yeah dont try that with me, why dont you just find your companion" Dean asks.
Michael takes a deep breath and walks away from Dean. " I can't he is married and happy with his children_I wont take him from that".
Dean pauses and says nothing. Michael walks over and crouches beside Sam, then touches his head. Sam disappears. Michael stands. "He's home. Safe and sound. Your turn." He straightens Dean's jacket. "I'll see you soon, Dean." He touches him on the forehead.
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Sam and Dean both wake up in there hotel room on the beds. They look at each other for a long while trying to catch their breath before both saying. " I could use a drink".
Sam gets up and goes into one of their bags pulling out some glasses that they have wrapped in paper, while Dean is going to get the bottle of whiskey that he has packed away in his bag. When Sam looks up in the mirror he notices Castiel standing behind him barely alive.
" Castiel" he says suddenly, turning around to catch him, Dean also running to his side.
" Cas, baby you made it" Dean said.
"I did," Cas says. "I'm very surprised." and after the words leave his mouth his passes out. They pull him over to one of the beds and Dean sits down next to him checking to make sure he is ok.
"Well I could use that drink now," Dean says not moving to get up.
"Yeah," Sam agrees and pours them whiskey. Handing Dean a glass.
"This is it."
"This is what?" Sam asks.
"Team Free Will," Dean says. "One ex-blood junkie, one drop-out with six bucks to his name, and Mr. Comatose over here. That's awesome."
"That's not funny," Sam says.
Dean takes a drink. "I'm not laughing."
Sam sighs. "They all say we'll say yes."
"I know, it's getting annoying," Dean says.
"What if they're right?" Sam asks.
"They're not," Dean replies.
"I mean, why would we? Either of us? But... I've been weak before," Sam says.
"Sam," Dean interrupts.
"Michael got Bobby to say yes," Sam reminds him.
"That was different," Dean says. "Anna was about to kill John."
"And if you could save Mom?" Sam asks. "What would you say?" Dean doesn't reply just looks to Cas thinking.
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Past...
Bobby and John are standing by a wooden crib. John is rubbing his 8 month pregnant belly feeling his son moving.
"Where did you even get it?"
"Garage sale," he replies, stroking his stomach. "Twenty five cents."
"Well I'm glad to hear that, anyway," Bobby says. He laughs.
"Hey!"
"I mean, you really don't think it's just... a little cheesy?" Bobby asks.
John smiles and moves closer to Bobby giving him a chance to rub his belly. "I think it's sweet." He looks at the angel figurine on the shelf over the crib. "I can't even put my finger on why I like it. I just... like it."
Bobby smiles. "Well then I love it." He kisses John and leaves the room.
All of a sudden John feels the baby give a strong kick and takes a deep breath. "Ooh – quite a kick there. Troublemaker already. It's okay, baby. It's all okay." he looks at the figurine. "Angels are watching over you."