Coming back to her apartment Mary closed the door behind her, leaned on it, and slowly slid down to the ground. Wrapping her arms around her legs she buried here face in her knees.

It was a disaster, it was a complete disaster, the whole thing. Bobby, bless him, had tried his best and he didn't deserve her barest attention. But her mind hadn't been there, nor was her heart. She kept thinking about Dean. She kept thinking about John.

Her lower back was killing her. More So than pregnancy with Dean. Thankfully she had an appointment with her doctor in three days.

Forcing herself to stand up her legs were shaking slightly as she went to the kitchen, one hand on the wall for support.

She was so tired and drained. Glancing at her phone her heart skipped a beat when she saw the answering machine light blinking at her.

Grabbing a water bottle she went to lay down on the couch, reaching out to press the play button.

"Hi Mary, its Stephanie, I was wondering if you could cover my shift on Saturday. I need to go to-"

Delete. Mary rolled her eyes, as much as she hated it most likely she was going to take it. She needed the extra money.

"Hello Ms. Campbell, this is Dr. Pilus's office. We need to reschedule your appointment. Please call us at your earliest convenience."

Delete. There went that appointment and she wasn't sure of when she'd be able to go next time.

"Mama it's me! Hi!" "Dean you don't need to shout, she'll hear it." "Meemaw and me-" "And I." "I are making cookies!"

Mary smiled, feeling the stress leave her body. She replayed the message, listening to Deans laughter once more, and then saved it.

As much as they didn't agree with her non-existing relationship they loved Dean to no end. Her dad was a bit miffed at her using her moms name but she promised that the next one would have his.

For that she hoped that this one was going to be a girl.

Rubbing the small bump Mary sipped her water, taking a deep breath and pressing next.

"Mary its me." Mary froze at the voice, her heart beating rapidly.

John.

"I just wanted to let you know that I'm being matched to a hunter. I don't know much but it'll be close enough. Closer to you than to me." he chuckled lowly. "I think this can work in our favor actually, I might be able to sneak away more, see you and Dean."

He let out a small sigh. "God I miss you." he murmured. "I miss you so much, I miss Dean. I wish I could be there with the both of you."

"I'll call you when I know omre. I love you. Please tell Dean I love him too."

Mary was barely aware that her nails were digging into her palms and forced herself to unclench, rubbing at the area. She replayed the message just to listen to his voice one more time and then deleted it.

Sighing Mary stretched out on the couch, staring at the ceiling.

If John was being matched with a hunter, that meant that he was getting close to being a full man of letters.

Meaning that he was getting father and farther away from her and Dean.

And truthfully, there was nothing she could do about it.

Her phone rang and she blinked, not really wanting to answer, but reached out to take the receiver. "Hello?"

"Hello sweetheart, it's me."

"Hi dad." Mary said, turning onto her side, taking care not to tangle herself in the phone cord. "Hows Dean?"

"He's good, asleep now." Samuel said fondly. "Made enough cookies to feed the neighborhood, saved you a small tub."

"Please tell me they're chocolate chip." Mary said with a smile.

"Half are chocolate chip, half are m&m's."

"Yes, he is my child." Mary cheered lightly.

Samuel laughed at that. "So tell me, how did your outing with Singer go?"

Mary sighed, good mood immediately leaving. "I don't think it's going anywhere dad." she told him.

"Maybe you just need to try again?" Samuel suggested, a bit hopeful. "I was a nervous wreck when I first went out with your mother, things got easier over time. Maybe you should try again?"

She just wanted to drop this entirely. "I'll think about it." she said. "Am I picking up Dean or are you dropping him off here?"

"I'll drop him, bring the cookies with me." Samuel said. "And guess what? I got a favor called in."

"A favor for you to get or to give?" Mary asked, entwining her fingers into the cord.

"I'm getting a favor because I'm helping someone out." Samuel said, sounding like he was moving around and gathering things. "One of those men of letters contacted me actually, guess it's time for their next initiation."

Mary felt her throat tighten and she sipped on her water to loosen it. "Uh huh."

"And as you know for some strange reason they want them to hunt so they usually call me up to have them partnered off." Samuel continued, that part wasn't new, they were semi infamous in the hunters circles, the longest known family there was. "But then I got a call directly from one of the fathers, a high ranking one, asking for a personal favor."

"Who?"

"Henry Winchester, he has a son named John, remember?" Samuel continued on before she could even make a sound. "He asked that I personally mentor the kid, something about legacies on both sides helping each other out. Said he'd owe me for it, not sure what to ask for but it'll be something good from that bunker of theirs."

To her amazement and credit, her composure didn't shake as she asked her dad, "So you're going to be mentoring...John Winchester?"

"John Winchester of the direct Winchester line." Samuel confirmed. "I think it'll be interesting to see the kid actually work."

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