She was not going to freak out, she was going to remain calm, cool, and collected for the entire time. There was going to be no freaking out and no accidental telling of the truths or anything else similar to that so far into the endgame.
She was sure that if she kept repeating that then, eventually, it was going to come true.
Her hand went to the tub of cookies and took another one, no longer counting to make sure how many she already had. It didn't matter, it was all for the baby at this point, all the nutrients of cookies went straight to baby Campbell.
She was starting to feel a bit sick actually and she stared longingly at the cookie, they were really good, but set it to the side to be eaten later.
She wasn't sure what to think about her dad being the one that was going to be mentoring John, was it a giant coincidence that meant nothing? Or was it a message from the universe that something was to be done between the both of them?
The universe can stay out of their lives and business thank you very much, she had enough on her plate than needing to deal with this as well.
Sighing Mary moved until she could half lay on the table, just staring at nothing with her head on her arms.
This was going to be the hardest on Dean. She wasn't going to be able to keep him away from her parents, not when she still needed their help with a lot of things, and seeing John there? It was going to confuse the hell out of him.
To him it was a game, don't tell anyone about daddy. Don't let them know that you see him sometimes. Don't tell people his name or that mommy talks to him.
There's no end time of the game, no expiration date. They were going to do this for as long as they could and Dean, bless him, didn't ask questions. He enjoyed playing games and had no problem following the rules they set for him.
But things were going to get confusing for him really fast now. John was going to be there but the same rules were still in effect, he couldn't acknowledge him as daddy. He couldn't call him dad or anything else. Couldn't really talk to him or even be able to give a hint.
It was going to hurt him, she already knew that, and any pain he felt, she felt ten times more in her heart.
A pain went through her lower back and she grimaced, rubbing her knuckles into that area to try to lessen it. Her mind went to her cancelled appointment, trying to figure out when she'd be able to go the next time.
It would be too suspicious if she tried to stay away from her parents and John, so that meant getting up and leaving town for a few weeks with Dean was out of the question.
Being pregnant meant she couldn't use the excuse of a hunt, especially not with Dean.
Though some cousins might've been happy about that, some fanatical family members believed in exposing their children to the hunting life as soon as possible.
She had the opposite plan, keeping the hunting life as far away as possible from Dean for as long as she could.
She had no idea how to explain this to Dean, that John was going to be a slightly bigger part in their lives but he wasn't allowed to say or do anything about it.
But it would still be nice to see him, maybe she'd even be able to pretend that they were actually together and not quiet about it. That her family had accepted it and they were allowed to be together.
And it would be a lot easier for them to sneak around, she'd even be able to maybe convince her dad that she could teach him the books part and he could be in charge of actually taking him out onto the field.
Maybe he'd even be able to come to her apartment and then the three of them wouldn't have to pretend anything about not knowing each other and be a faux-family of sorts.
She smiled at that, lost in the dream of what could be before the reality made the smile fall once more.
John was going to become a full fledged man of letters soon, sooner rather than later. It might even be before their second child was born at this rate.
Which means that most likely he wasn't going to be able to be there when the baby is going to be born. He wasn't there when Dean was born and she had made her peace that the chance he wouldn't be there again.
It didn't matter, because at the end of the day, despite how much they wanted it, John wasn't here. He wasn't a part of their lives as much as the both of them would've liked him to be.
It was her. It was Dean. It was baby Campbell. And sometimes it was her parents. At the end of the day, that's who it was, that was her family.
The Campbells, the hunters of the community, the family.
They were going to be okay, no matter what.
They were going to be okay.
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