Mary stared down at her cell phone, watching the caller id light up as her phone vibrated before it stopped and fell silent.
"Aren't...aren't you going to answer that?" Jack asked, looking at her. Sam had gone back to the bunker, with a promise to come back to them soon, so it was just the two of them for the time being.
"I don't really want to." Mary said honestly, sighing and straightening up. She pulled her jacket on and glanced around the hotel room one more time to make sure they were not leaving anything. With that they left the hotel room and went towards the car Sam had given Jack.
"Why not?" Jack asked following her. Once they reached the car he put their bags into the trunk and handed her the car keys.
Mary sighed and felt her phone vibrate once more. "Because I don't really want to talk to the person that's calling me."
Jack nodded at that, a thoughtful look on his face as they got into the car and onto the road. "Who is it?"
Mary worked her jaw slightly. "Bobby." she said. "When we got back here, from the other world, we kinda...started a tentative relationship."
If Jack was surprised he kept it to himself. "Why?"
This felt too much like talking to her sons about this, something she hadn't even done with them and had no desire to do so.
"We just...kinda connected." Mary said vaguely, remembering the few times they had been alone and wondering why she had been so okay with it. "You'll understand when you're older."
"I know that I am only about two years of physical life, but my mental state is much older." Jack assured her. "So I am older."
"When you're even older." Mary told him firmly. "This is...something hard to explain."
"Sam and Dean already told me about sex." Jack said helpfully, tilting his head when she choked slightly. "Are you alright?"
"Fine, I'm fine." Mary assured him, clearing her throat a few times. "Why did they tell you about sex?"
"There was a girl on our hunt that we had to hunt." Jack said. "And I was trying to hurt her by flirting with her."
That was...a few types of wrong but she wasn't going to say anything else about it.
"It's still difficult to explain, me and Bobby." Mary said changing the subject gratefully. "And actually,"
She reached into her pocket and handed Jack her phone, ignoring how the handcuffs were still digging into her wrists. "Do me a favor and text Bobby for me."
Jack nodded and opened her phone, opening a text message. "What do you want me to say?"
"Tell him, "I'm okay, can't talk right now."" she instructed, waiting for Jack to type it up. ""I'll call him when I can and that we need to talk about...us". And send it."
Jack obeyed and stared at the phone to see what Bobby was going to write back, his eyes widening slightly when the phone vibrated in his hands.
"What's he saying?"
"He says that, "He's thinking the same thing, that we, you guys, need to talk about you and him and that"." he tilted his head to the side once more and if her side vision was right, there was a small blush on his face. "He said that, "hes realizing that he loves you and wants to be more with you, to call him when you can.""
Mary fought the urge to close her eyes. "Crap." she muttered under her breath, glancing down at her stomach.
Jack tenderly put the phone down between them and looked at her. "You don't want to?"
Mary shook her head. "You know that the boys father, John Winchester, we had a day with him again, right?"
Jack nodded. "And now you're pregnant." he said.
Mary nodded as well. "Being with John again made me realize that...I don't want anyone else like I had with him or anything close to like what we had." she said, trying to find the right words to tell him. "And being with anyone else feels like I'm betraying him in some way."
Jack was quiet for a few moments. "Do you want to be with someone like that at all?"
"Only one person that I want to be like that with." Mary said softly, her chest tightening for a moment. "And that's John Winchester, no one else."
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