Mary finally returned to the motel room, choosing not to say anything about the relief on Sams face when he saw her.
"Spoke to Dean." Mary said sitting back on the bed and laying down. "He seems more annoyed than anything else."
Sam nodded. "He keeps listening to his iPod to annoy Michael into submission." he told her. "Not quite sure if that's working though."
Mary gave a small smile at the thought of it and let her hands go down to her stomach, wishing with everything she had for something she wasn't even sure of anymore.
She let herself think for a moment, daydream just a bit. She tried to imagine what the child would look like. Would it be a boy or a girl? Would they have John's looks more or hers?
Her mind slowly painted an image. A baby girl with John's eyes and her hair, her face was more like Sammy's had been, mostly John with a touch of hers. Campbell shaped eyes and Winchester cheeks.
She could imagine her with Sam and Dean. Her sitting in Dean's lap, her hands on the impalas steering wheel, copying Dean as he drove. Sitting on top of Sam's shoulders as they worked at a table together, putting puzzles and reading.
They would be so good to her, they would look after her and just be amazing older brothers to her.
Maybe even amazing pseudo parents.
Mary tightened her hold around her stomach and took a deep breath, swallowing hard and coming to a decision.
Slowly she brought herself up, staring at the both of them. "We need to talk, the four of us."
"Alright." Sam said taking his phone out and shooting a quick text to his brother. He waited for a few minutes before he got up and took his tablet out of his bag and placed it on the table. He opened something and then moved the tablet towards everyone and Dean was on the screen.
"Hey." Dean said, his voice sounding distant and static filled. "Alright, lets talk."
"I'm not beating the bush around here, I'm not going to hunt or try to avoid the topic." Mary said, leaning forward onto her knees. "There is a possibility that I am going to die."
They all looked like they were about to protest, Dean a bit delayed from the internet connection, but Mary immediately shot in.
"That is a possibility, we can't ignore that." she continued. "And I want to make sure of a few things in case that happens."
Mary took a deep breath. "I want the baby to live." she said. "Regardless of what I need to do to ensure that."
Sam looked a bit strained, his jaw moving from side to side. "Okay." he said, his voice pressed lightly.
"Now, in regards to the archangel grace, if that means that the kid is a nephilim, then so be it." Mary said. "I just hope that the kid doesn't come out all grown up like you did Jack." she added, trying to make a joke.
Jack smiled slightly at her at that, a sad smile on his face, but didn't say anything.
"Now I know you guys are going to take good care of the baby, I don't need to be assured that." Mary said. "But I do need to know that they'll be safe, especially because of the grace and Michael."
"We're still not sure about that mom." Dean said, rubbing at his eyes. "Maybe it'll be different if its in a person like a nephilim verses in a tube."
Sam had been scribbling something on a notepad, she could see some numbers and months on the edges of the pieces.
"Mom, you're already three months pregnant." he said, staring at his notes. "And nephilim only need five months before they're born so...I think there's about...three months left. At the most."
"And that's if the grace is going into the baby and making it a nephilim." Dean added. "We still don't know if that's whats going to happen." he grimaced then and rolled his eyes, muttering something under his breath.
Sam glanced at the screen at his brother but didn't say anything about the movement. "Either way, we're running out of time." he said. "So for now, mom and Dean are going to be separated from each other, Jack you stay with mom."
Jack nodded and glanced at Mary once more. "I'll take care of you." he promised to her.
Mary smiled back at him. "I know." she said softly. "I'm in good hands."
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