Mary stared at the green smoothie in front of her, trying to gather the strength to drink it. She was aware that she was being laughed at, by whom she wasn't sure just yet and she would kick their ass later, but she remembered her own promise and slowly picked it up, taking small sips through the straw.
She heard her mom laugh, and she couldn't really kick her ass out of principle, it was the thought that counted.
"If I knew that this is what it would take for Mary to eat healthy, I would've pushed her to get pregnant a long time ago." Deanna jokes. Mary fought the urge to throw the smoothie at her, instead she focused on what she thought was maybe spinach.
She hates spinach.
It's only for six months. It's only for six months. Not to mention, it was for the baby. The baby, not her.
She really hates spinach.
"John was the same, I had to hide his vegetables in the meatloaf and covered in lots of sauce." Millie said, shaking her head with a smile. "Mary dear, are you alright?"
Mary was sure that her face matched the smoothie but she nodded, forcing herself to take another sip. "Fine. Just fine."
Samuel and Henry were sitting on opposite ends of her couch, the both of them looking stony faced and sullen. "Mary." her father strained. "How are you feeling?"
"Fine, I'm fine. Baby's fine." Mary said, running her tongue along the front of her teeth. She desperately wanted something to wash down the taste of the smoothie. "We actually got news about the baby."
At that her parents and his immediately came to attention, eyes on them. "Yes?"
Mary reached for Dean, who had been on her lap during this time, and gently took the picture from him, handing it to John so that he could spread it around. "Looks like he really is baby Samuel."
At that a grin broke on Samuels face and his entire posture relaxed as he quickly stood, going to the picture to look at it. "My namesake, I knew it."
Her mother was grinning as well, coming over to hug her as Millie and Henry shared a smile of their own. Henry shifted, looking at the picture as well.
"So I suppose that there'll have to be a third and fourth child if it means that Millie and I want to have our names used too?" he asked, trying to make a joke.
Mary thought about having a third and fourth child and blanched, shivering. "No." she said firmly. "Besides, Mr. Winchester. Dean's middle name is Henry."
Henry did soften at that, smiling. "It is?" he asked, his voice going soft and tender as he looked down at his grandson who was leaning back into Mary's chest.
Mary nodded, reaching up to place her hand on top of his head. "Dean Henry Campbell." she said, looking at John. "Winchester. Technically."
"Not according to that damned birth certificate." Samuel muttered under his breath, dodging Deanna's elbow as she tried to bury it in his side.
"Yes actually, that's something that we'd like to talk about." Henry said. Millie cleared her throat at that. "Something I'd like to talk about. We do want Dean and baby...Samuel to be a part of the family, we're going to need to take care of that."
"All it takes is going to a lawyer to get a legal document about that." Deanna told them. "And now that everyone knows about Mary and John, Samu-Sammy," she corrected herself. "Sammy can be named Winchester as well."
"Samuel Michael." Mary told her with a nod, seeing Millie smile at that. "Samuel Michael Campbell. Winchester."
"I heard that hesitation." John said to her, laughing. "Other than the gender, everything else is alright so far and we just need to keep a lookout."
"So should we talk about the other elephant in the room?" Deanna suggested, immediately putting Mary on edge. She put the smoothie to the side and wrapped her arms around Dean, pulling him in close. Dean looked up at her and she managed a small smile at him, just holding him close.
"We might as well." John said, looking at Mary once more before sitting in the other chair next to her.
Mary fought the urge to pick Dean up and go to her room, lock the door, and just bury the both of them in blankets. She was sure that Dean wouldn't mind.
"Fine." she said instead. "Let's talk."
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