Henry was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at some spot on the wall as he turned the ring on his finger, lost in thought.
He kept his ring dictating his ranking in the Man of Letters on his left hand, despite tradition dictating that it should be on the right and primary hand. On his right hand he had his wedding ring instead, stroking over the metal of that ring.
Millie was already on the bed, book in hand. She wasn't reading it, just watching him as his mind worked out what he was going to try to say and do.
"If it hasn't come to you yet, it's not going to in the next five minutes." she told him, finally breaking the silence. "Come to bed."
She heard him sigh as he stood up, he pulled his Men of Letters ring off almost with a yank, tossing it onto his nightstand hazardly. He pulled the blanket up enough on his side to get into the bed, laying on his back and staring at the ceiling.
Millie closed her book and put it to the side, turning to face him. "Still don't know what to tell them?"
Henry shook his head, hand coming up to rub at his eyes. "I have no clue." he said. "I don't even know where to start, I'm already pushing at it by requesting a meeting with them."
Millie bit back a sigh at that, she wasn't a Letter, she was just a spouse; in fact she wasn't even supposed to know about the Letters but Henry had told her, and as such she had quite an outside look into the whole secretive world.
It made no sense to her whatsoever, the whole thing with its hierarchy and ranking and all that nonsense. There was no point to arguing about it tonight, tonight it was about Henry going to the council in regards to his relationship with Mary Campbell.
She thought back to that small envelope that John had given her just in case, she hadn't told Henry about it, but John had told her to give it to him if something did in fact happen to erase his memories or misguide him in anyway.
She never liked the Letters mainly because of that, an organization such as them meant that things were hidden and more than one person could understand. Too much power for a small group of people with no one really being able to oversee them to ensure that that power wasn't being abused in any way.
Nothing could stop them if they chose to just...push their will onto others. No one would be able to lift a finger to stop them.
And that was more terrifying than anything else.
"Do you think if they don't allow it they'll do something with the children?" Millie asked him, hoping that her voice wasn't shaking to betray her worries.
And that was another part of this whole mess that was John and Mary, that children were involved. One born and one in danger of possibly not being born.
She recalled Dean with a fond smile, the few minutes that she had spent in company with the child. Adorable and shy, but very loving and close to his parents.
And the reason that they all knew the truth, a child just searching for comfort from his parents letting everyone else know just what was going on in his innocence.
"They won't hurt them." Henry said certainly, unwavering in the idea. "They're half ours, Winchesters, so if it came to it they would probably just end up taking the children and trying to pass them off as orphans being initiated into the Letters."
"I thought that the Letters were all about blood, they bring orphans into the ranks now?" Millie asked.
"It's something they've started to do in the London division, the bloodlines aren't as strong as they once were." Henry told her. "At best it brings new bloodlines into the division. At worst the kids were used as practice for the others."
She didn't want to know what sort of practices the poor children were used as.
"But because they are Winchesters, if they are taken and passed off as orphans, I don't think anything would happen to them." Henry continued. "But...at the same time, they won't be Winchesters and they won't be Campbells. They'll be...something else."
Millie swallowed heavily at that, taking a deep breath. "Well...we're not going to let that happen." she said. "Do you plan on bringing the children up?"
"If I have to." Henry said simply. "If they're not willing to accept the possibility of John and Mary being together then I'll just have to say that it has already happened and there are children as a result."
"I don't want to bring the children into this." he said quietly. "But if I think it'll help then I will."
Millie nodded, wishing that she could give some sort of advice to him. Ultimately she just moved across the bed to curl around him, offering her comfort as best as she could.
"I have faith in you, regardless of what you're going to have to say." she told him, feeling him relax. "I know you can do it."
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