Ellen put down a bottle of beer in front of her and a bottle of water in front of Mary. Mary tried not to stare longingly at the beer, wondering if it would be weird if she asked Ellen if she could just smell it.
She opened her water bottle and sipped at it instead, hand going to her bump and rubbing it.
Six more months. Just six more months.
"So," Ellen said, putting her feet up on the future counter as she took a pull from her drink. "You're in a-" she glanced towards where Dean was with Bill, the older man was gently holding Dean's hand and showing him around. Thankfully Dean had easily warmed to him and was walking around the roadhouse in wonder. "-screwed up situation."
"That's still not a safe curse word." Mary told her as she drank her water. "But to put it gracefully, yes."
Bill came up to them, holding Dean to his chest almost like a teddy bear with stars in his eyes. Mary held her arms out for him, eyes narrowing when he didn't hand him over.
"I want one." he said with a smile, going to Ellen's side who just snorted at him. "Ellie, I want one. Let's have one."
"Tell you what, you can have as many as you want if you're the one pushing them out." Ellen said, poking him in the chest. "Otherwise, until that day, I decide on the when and how many."
"I'm sure that it's not that bad, I'm sure it was somewhat easy. Mary's doing it twice, I'm sure she would've done it a second time if the first one wasn't that bad." Bill tried to argue.
Mary felt her eye twitch, as much as she adored and loved both of her babies and would easily lay her life on the line for them, they weren't exactly planned pregnancies for either of them. And while Dean had been a bit easier to carry, the birth wasn't something she was looking forward to doing a second time.
Not to mention the possible miscarriages that she now had a history of just added to the stress while she wasn't supposed to be stressing.
"My previous statement stands, you give birth or you'll wait when I'm ready." Ellen told him. "Until then, just enjoy the time with him."
Bill looked like he was about to protest once more but closed his mouth, moving away. "C'mon Dean, let's explore more."
Mary watched him leave, tapping her fingers against the water bottle. "My baby." she said. "Since when does Bill want kids?"
"Since meeting yours apparently." Ellen said dryly. "I know he wants to put a ring on me first but I'm not giving birth anytime soon."
"Sorry about adding the pressure to you." Mary said, sipping her water. "So you want to make a roadhouse out of this place?"
"Yeah, make it like a hunter's gathering place or something." Ellen said looking around. "Beer, sports, and lore. What more do you need?"
"Nothing else." Mary agreed, smiling slightly before her smile faded. "Ellen,"
"Say no more, I did what you asked." Ellen injected, reaching under the makeshift bar and pulling out a folder which she slid to her. Mary caught it and opened it, staring at the papers inside.
"Apartment for sale, got you in, with a check underneath for a few months of rent." Ellen said. "You said you didn't want a new identity so I didn't bother with that. Reach out to a group of hunters out there that'll know to expect you."
Mary tenderly picked the check up out of the folder, sliding it back to her. "I can't take this part."
Ellen placed her hand on it and forcefully pushed it back to her. "Yeah you can. I owe you, remember?"
"And you've paid me back with all of this." Mary said tapping the folder. "I can't take money from you."
"Yes you can." Ellen corrected her before she smirked. "For Dean."
Mary paused at that, gritting her teeth. "You dirty playing bitch." she muttered as Ellen's smirk widened. "Fine. But I'll be paying you back."
"Sorry, return to the address." Ellen said, taking her beer and drinking from it again. "So, what are you going to do about that letter of yours?"
Mary carefully tucked the check back into the folder, taking a moment to answer. "I don't know." she said quietly.
"Are you going to let him know?" Ellen asked. "Or your parents?"
"I don't know." Mary repeated, unable to bring herself to look up at her. "Right now, I'm taking things one step at a time. Get Dean away from the Letters and out of their possible reach. After that...I don't know."
Ellen shook her head but didn't say anything, reaching down to grab another paper and pushing it at her. "Here's a map, outlined the best way for you to get to Canada." her finger followed the dark line she had made. "Two states only but they're big, North and South Dakota."
"We'll make it." Mary said softly, her eyes following the way and doing the math in her head. "Ten and a half hours, give or take. Might need to stop for the night somewhere." she rubbed at her eyes. "Wish I could just drive there straight."
"Why not? I know you've done all nighters before."
Mary's hand went to her stomach. "Need to take care of myself so that this one is taken care of." she said softly. "I'm not risking losing him."
Ellen nodded at that, sighting as she glanced at Bill who was explaining to Dean what each and every disc inside of the jukebox was. "Yeah," she said, her voice soft and fond. "I get that." she looked back at Mary and brought her beer up, which Mary copied and tapped against hers. "Good luck Mary.
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