Bobby had apparently already known about their arrival because when they reached him he had a whole array of tests for Sam to pass.
Sam, older Sam, did everything that was asked of him, and sometimes Dean saw a bit of an amused smile on his face as he obeyed. He let Bobby sprinkle him with holy water, what he called a sacramental oil, and various other things. He recited the chants with Bobby in time and let the man make an array of cuts on his palm, biting into silver and even reciting three different renditions of the Lord's prayer.
Finally Bobby tossed the knife onto the table and slid over a shot of whiskey which Sam gratefully, and easily Dean noted, swallowed down.
"Far as I can tell he's telling the truth, he's human at the least." Bobby said, taking his hat off and running his fingers through his hair before putting it back on. "So that means that Sam traveled back in time to here. Usually those witches have a reason for it."
"We think that she was trying to find a way to obtain perpetual youth." Sam said, brushing the salt off the front of his shirt. "She was probably just trying to find a way to reverse the time on herself but ended up," he shrugged and waved over himself. "Doing this."
Bobby nodded, unable to tear his eyes away from the Sam in front of him, taking in every bit of him. Unlike with Dean this time Sam seemed to almost shy away from Bobby's look, unable to look the other man in the eyes.
It was like looking at two different people. Dean glanced at his Sam, their Sam, and then back at the future Sam. Realistically he knew that it was the same person, he always knew that eventually Sammy was going to grow up and actually be a...Samuel but actually seeing? Seeing his handiwork and all his semi-parenting and bothering as proof right in front of him?
It was a bit nauseating and Dean felt his mouth dry up, glancing a big longingly at the bottle on the table.
"Alright, so let's get straight to the real stuff then." Bobby said, causing Sam, older Sam and he really needed to find a way to properly differentiate him and their Sam, to look up. "How's the future?"
Sam shrugged. "It's alright." he said vaguely. "I don't think I should say anything else about it."
"No but you gotta have a lot to say." Dean said, unable to keep the smile off of his face at the thought. "I mean, you're still hunting in the future, we're still hunting together. What's that like?"
Before the other Sam could say anything his Sam got up suddenly and walked out, a scowl clear on his face as he left the house.
Needless to say Dean knew that he had been too quiet for too long and apparently, he had reached his point. He knew that it was coming, it had just been a matter of time.
The other Sam had watched him leave, taking a deep breath and standing up. "Can't say I'm surprised." he said softly, with a small smile. "I'm...I'm going to go talk to him."
Without waiting for anyone else to say anything else he walked out, following where the Sam of this time had gone.
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