Harvey, after we said goodbye to our guests, tried to talk to me about my decision to give Rowena the proof that there was a man called John Winchester. He worried that I was letting myself be overruled by emotion, not logic, but I didn't want to even think about what type of upset letting this man into our lives might cause.

"Honey, he's Abi's-" he tilted his head at the glare I shot him before he could finish. "Ignoring the truth doesn't make it go away, Tali."

I shook my head. He had no idea how terrified I really was about the entire situation. "I'm not really ignoring anything, Harvey," it was his turn to give me a glance that clearly disagreed with my assessment. "I'm NOT." I took his hand and curled back into his body. "We always knew that Abi had a father out there somewhere, babe, but if we invite him in, if we introduce her to this stranger, what else are we opening ourselves up to? He could ask to be granted custody, or God knows what else." I put his hand on the barely noticeable bump that had a mini Russell underneath and whispered the one argument to the situation that I felt no one could disagree with, "I kept him away from us for a reason, Harvey, and it must have been a pretty damn good one."

I woke up in Harvey's arms, with Abi's crib next to the bed and felt a sliver of confusion as to why it was there. He felt me stir and offered me a groggy 'morning' while pulling me back against him.

"Why is Abi sleeping in our room?" Whispering since she was still asleep and dawn hadn't crested yet.

I listened as he rubbed his face with his free hand and tried to wake up. "You wanted her in here after-" he stopped and his body went completely rigid. "You had a bad dream, moving her in here calmed you down." I tried to remember having a nightmare, but nothing came to me. "I'll move it back later, but let's get some rest, honey."

Trying to settle back into bed with him, I felt like he was keeping something from me, but that wasn't Harvey. He was always honest. Shaking the feeling off, I snuggled back into his warmth and fell back to sleep in his arms.

Harvey and I shared my office when he was home. We both had laptops, but we also had a desktop and a partners desk that we found during one weekend shopping trip to a few second hand stores. It wasn't unusual for him to be on one side, reading emails and typing up reports, while I was on the other grading or working out a new take on one of my lectures. Abi had a stash of toys in our office, and she could happily play with her blocks or wooden puzzles while we worked.

After breakfast, with a few days before the new semester was supposed to start, I took Abi to visit my parents. Harvey mentioned he had to do a little digging on a new case and I thought giving him a little space to work in quiet might be nice. Kissing him goodbye at the front door, while Abi told him 'bye-bye, da-da', I was smiling by the time I got Abi buckled into her seat in the car. Waving at Harvey watching out the door, we drove the short distance to Mom and Dad's.

Visiting for a few hours, watching the flurries of snow kick up again out their bay kitchen window, Mom asked me if Abi could spend the night.

"You and Harvey haven't had a whole night to yourselves in ages, Tali," she offered with a smile. "And it won't be too long before you have two little ones to keep your attention away from one another."

I agreed, thinking about how wonderful it had been the first time I woke in his arms. Hugging Abi and promising to tell her daddy that she said night night, I kissed her and put back on my winter weather wear. Mom held her up in the window so she could wave at me as I drove away. And while leaving her behind gave me a worried twist that I couldn't place, I had butterflies thinking about Harvey and I all alone in our house.

I pulled into our driveway carefully and slowly. The flurries could be deceptive in their fluffy wonder, and crashing the car into our porch wouldn't make anyone warm and fuzzy. Beeping the doors locked from habit more than fear of thieves, I was getting ready to take the first step up when I heard a deep voice saying my name.

I turned and saw Harvey coming toward me from a strange truck that must have pulled in behind me. I was confused until he got closer and then I could tell that this man wasn't Harvey, he was nearly the same, but the differences were there. More rugged, less southern, and far more dangerous looking which was absurd. He must be one of Harvey's distant relations.

"I'm sorry," I offered, getting cold from standing in the chilly afternoon air. "You must be here to see Harvey." Moving my foot onto the first step, the man touched my arm and I could swear I felt his warmth through my heavy coat.

"Tali, you didn't call," I felt my mouth drop open and didn't know what to say. "The letter, didn't you get my letter?"

I didn't have to answer because the front door opened and Harvey rushed forward to help me up the steps and away from his- cousin? "John," he greeted, and I tried to smile, so he did know the stranger. "I don't think you were invited."

"Who the hell are you?" The stranger asked, and I felt like the entire world had gone insane. How did Harvey's cousin NOT know Harvey? "And why the fuck do you look like me?"