"And this Mommy when Scarlet was in her tummy." Vanessa explained, pointing to a picture of a very pregnant Elsbeth, sitting on a leather couch.

"She's ginormous!" Scarlet declared.

"Thanks." Elsbeth scoffed from the kitchen.

Elsbeth, Sam, Serena Joy and Reason were all the kitchen, while the kids were looking at some old albums they had found on the couch.

"You're welcome. "Scarlet pipped up, "Uh…what did I do?"

"What happened to the couch?" Dean asked.

"I dunno." Vanessa shrugged "This is Mommy and Scarlett and me in the hospital." She pointed to picture of all three of them in a hospital bed, a two -year-old Vanessa holding Scarlet with her mother's supervision. She then pointed to another photo of them with a man who was holding a little baby. "And that's us and Daddy and Dory at the hospital after she was born."

"Why does he look like Mr. Rawls?" Castiel asked.

"He's Uncle Benny's brother." Vanessa explained.

"Where is he?" Dean asked innocently.

"Aliens took him." Scarlet spoke up, "They said they'd bring him back, but they didn't say when."

Reason looked up from the homework she had been doing, Serena Joy spat out her coffee, and Sam turned his head to look at the children.

"Hey, why don't we do something else now." Elsbeth suggested a bit too brightly, taking the album form them and sitting a puzzle in front of them.

"Aw!" The kids moaned in unison.

"Come on, it'll be fun." Elsbeth encouraged, getting the album as far away from them as possible.

"What just—" Sam began in a whispered.

"It' s a long story." Elsbeth whispered, "Let's just say when you love your kids are trying to avoiding alienating them against your good for nothing co-parent until they're old enough to come to that conclusion themselves, you get creative."

That was when Maudie looked over the couch, pipping up, "Mommy, why are there no pictures of us at the hospital or with me and your tummy?"

"Actually, I have one, honey, come here." Serena Joy offered, pulling out her phone.

Maudie came over, climbing into Serena Joy's lap as the young woman scroll through almost four years of photo before coming to one of a barely seventeen-year-old Reason in a hospital gown holding a newborn Maudie.

"Why does Mommy look scared?" Maudie asked.

"Because this woman I didn't know from Adam was insisting on taking our picture." Reason pointed out.

"I just wanted to make sure you were okay." Serena Joy justified, "It's not my fault this one was too cute."

That was when Dean and Cas peered over the couch. "What about us, Daddy? Are there pictures of us at the hospital or in Mommy's tummy?"

Sam froze. Here they went again. What did he tell them? How did he explain it?

Realizing something was going, Elsbeth suggested, "Who wants to bake cookies?"

That distracted the kids, flocking over as she pulled some garbanzo bean flour out because they didn't actually have any cookie mix, it was just the first thing that hopped into her head, and that was first thing she pulled out from the cabinet.

That night Hannah spat out one of the cookies as Sam explained what happened. "What do we do?" She asked, "What do we tell them? And why in the name of all that is scared do humans insist on trying to grind up things that aren't grains and call it flour?"

In spite of the situation Sam grinned. "I don't know. As for your first I think it's time we tell them the truth."

"What?!" Hannah explained, "Sam you can't be serious. Do you think they'll actually understand?"

"Okay, so the de-aging thing is a bit over their heads right now." Sam declared, "Even if we were going to tell them. But maybe it's time we tell them they're adopted, just a more—simplified version of events."

"Alright, how do we do that?" Hannah asked, calmed down somewhat.

"I don't know." Sam admitted, "But, hey, we're not the first person to every explain to a kid that they're adopted, we can just research it."

And so, that evening, they sat down at Sam's lap top and began looking at different articles.

"Well, we're already missed the first step." Sam started, "Start discussing adoption from the moment you bring them home."

Hannah rubbed her face wearily, letting out a moan.

"It's alright," Sam tried to assure her, "We didn't know. We can still recover from this. Let's see what else this says. Be-age appropriate. 'While it's important to talk about your child's adoption at every stage of life, how detailed you are with your adoption story may change as you get older'. There's even a link to a guide…"

However, even that proved complicated for the parents, because theirs was not what one would call a normal adoption.

"Technically Dean did grow in someone else's stomach as one time…." Sam mused, "Even if Cas wasn't."

"But it also says to let them know we wanted to be parents very much," Hannah pointed out, "As much as we love them now, it wasn't exactly what either of us was looking for at the time."

"Well, we don't have to follow the directions verbatim." Sam suggested.

Reading the list, Hannah noted, "There is something we can do completely honestly."

"What?" Sam asked.

"Say we adopted them and they'll be our children forever." Hannah explained, "And expressed the gratitude about the way they came into our lives." After a beat she walked that back. "Well, maybe just the they're in our lives part."

Sam nodded. The whole 'de-aging' thing hadn't exactly been a marvelous time for anyone involved, but Dean and Castiel were theirs now and they couldn't be happier about it.

Two days later, the boys sat curled up between their parents, as Sam read a story about a Queen and King who left that something was missing and followed a red string across the ocean to find a baby girl.

"The end." Sam finished, "Boys, did you like that story?"

"Huh-uh." Dean confirmed and Cas nodded.

"Good." Sam said, "Because there's something me and your Mommy need to talk to you about."

"You remember how you asked why there aren't any picture of you two in the hospital or in Mommy's tummy?" Hannah reminded them.

Both boys nodded.

"The reason we don't have any of those pictures, is because you were never in Mommy's tummy." Hannah continued, "Until now we didn't think Mommy could have a baby in her tummy."

"You see, you grew in someone else's tummy." Sam began, putting an arm around both boys, "But then something happened and she couldn't be with you," which, in Dean's case at least, was true, "And then we found you, and we fell in love you and wanted to be your Mommy and Daddy very, very much, so we adopted you and you're going to be ours sons forever."

"And we're happy and grateful for every day you get to have with you." Hannah added, giving them both a hug.

Cas just sat there, looking confused, but Dean asked, "Does that mean we're not yours?"

"No, no," Hannah say quickly, "You're very much still ours."

"You're our boys and you always we'll be." Sam assured them, "And we'll always be our parents."

However, Dean looked down, sad.

"What is, bud?" Sam asked.

"Are you going to love the baby more cause it's your real baby?" Sam asked.

"No!" Sam and Hannah exclaimed at once. They weren't expecting this to go there.

"You are just as much as real child as this baby." Sam told him, "We love you all equally."

"And under Ancient Hebrew law, we're not even allowed to disinherit you." Hannah added, "We can disinherit her, not that we would."

Cas scrunched his eyes. "What does that mean?"

"You're stuck with us forever." Sam, hugging them both, "We will always love you."

Sam and Hannah had worried that the talk did more damage than good, but a half an hour later they were playing in their teepee roasting fake marshmallows over a fake fire, like nothing ever happened.

"It's like we never even told them anything." Hannah mused as she watched them, astonished.

"Well, the resources said that might happened." Sam pointed out, "It also said, this needed to be an ongoing dialogue, they won't get it after one or two conversations."

Hannah face palmed. They had to go through this nightmare again?

Sam took her hand. "It will be fine. As long as they know we love them.

Seeing their parents, Dean asked, "Mommy, Daddy, can you play?"

Sam and Hannah smiled. "Of course, bud."