You love her.

You never thought you could love someone like this. Like how you love her.

It didn't start out like that, it had just been sex in the beginning. She was pretty and she wanted it, that was enough to make it, whatever it was, work. At the time.

At the time.

But then things changed. She stopped being a hunter, she stopped being someone you hooked up with, all that was meaningless.

You love her. You love her unconditionally. You love her completely. There is no part of you that doesn't love her.

If you're reading this, that means you've forgotten about it. That the Men of Letters have done something to you to make you forget. But you can't, even if they take it from you, you're going to know. That something is missing, you're going to feel that hole. You're going to know that something isn't right.

You're going to know that she's not there. You know you're missing a part of yourself. It's her, she's what you're missing.

It's Dean that's missing. Your son with her, the true realization that you can create something, someone, amazing like he is. You never thought you could love someone like you love Mary.

But you also never realized you could love someone like you love Dean. Like you love the second child that's not even born yet but still so loved.

You love her.

And you need to remember that.

John reread his letter, making sure that everything important was in it. There was a second letter involved, instructing him to talk to his parents and if that failed, the ways to contact Mary's parents and Mary herself.

He looked over the picture of Mary and Dean that he had, smiling at it. He placed it carefully into the envelope as well and sealed it. Getting up he went to his bag and placed it inside, wanting it to be close to him so that once he saw his parents he could give it to them for safe keeping.

He wasn't going to lie, he wasn't going to pretend that the Men of Letters didn't have trick after trick up their sleeves. He wasn't going to think that this was going to be all that easy and they'd accept him and Mary being together and having children.

So, he'll be prepared for whatever comes his way.

They'd never kill him or do anything to outright endanger him. He's a legacy of a dying kind, despite the Men of Letters best attempts, some people refused to have children to bring in the next generation. Some of them were tired of the whole aspect of keeping a secret from half of their family and in response refused to marry.

His mother and father were a bit of a rare example. The Man of Letters is supposed to lead a double life when it comes to his wife, as far as she knew he was a businessman that sometimes had to leave on days on end for meetings and the such and to never speak about their job.

The day that Henry Winchester came back home, blood soaked from his old partner Josie Sands sacrifice to destroy a Knight of Hell and keep the Men of Letters secrets to them, he broke and told Millie everything, he told her the entire truth about who he was and what it was they did.

The council was furious but in the end there wasn't much that they could do. The end result was a tightening of the rules and punishments if other couples tried to follow suit.

But Mary wasn't just someone else, she was a hunter, a legacy of her own right. She was firmly in the supernatural world and prepared that…he just didn't see the point. The both of them being together could only strengthen the ties between the two conflicting parts and he just couldn't understand why they didn't see that.

The council was made up of the mostly older generation, men that had fought when World War I was known as the Great War. They were firmly in their old beliefs and refused to budge in the slightest, making any kind of change impossible.

Meaning that they'd never allow him and Mary to be together and when they found out that not only were they together but two children were involved?

He wasn't in any rush to see what they were going to do.

But blood meant everything to them and at the very least they had that on their side. The children weren't going to be harmed in anyway, not so long as they had Winchester blood in them.

But it didn't mean that any other option was a good one.

Letting out a deep breath he closed his bag and turned the lights off, going back to the bedroom where Mary was sleeping. He stopped in the doorway for a moment, just taking the sight in.

Mary and Dean were on the bed together, curled up close to one another. Dean had taken to sleeping with them, clinging hard to Mary and the baby. She told him that he used to do that before too, it's only gotten more intense after the almost miscarriage.

He smiled at the sight of them and carefully got into the other side of the bed, making sure not to move too quickly so that he didn't wake her up. Even when she was dead asleep Mary still had the instincts of a hunter and he didn't want to have a knife pressed to his throat.

Again.

He kept his touch gentle as he wrapped his arm around her, moving closer to her so that he could easily just curl around her and go to sleep. Mary shifted slightly but then pressed back into him, remaining asleep.

John stroked over Deans back as he slept as well, holding him as best as he could. He laid down completely and closed his eyes, breathing in deeply as he held his family to him and fell asleep.

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This chapter was inspired by Secretwrittenword who gave me the idea of John leaving himself a letter.