Title: Mary's Child
Summary: John loved Mary, and he loved her baby boy.
Spoilers: "Pilot", vague for "IMToD"
Pairings: Implied Mary/OMC, John/Mary
Warnings: AU
Category: Gen, AU, oneshot, Bobby POV
Word Count: 335
Disclaimer: Not mine; not getting paid; I'm just playing with them.
Author's Note: My turn to screw with the Winchester family dynamics. Whee.
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Dean was Mary's child, not John's. Bobby knew this because of one night when John got blind drunk and said things he never would've otherwise. John didn't seem to remember later, and Bobby never mentioned it.
John loved Mary, and he loved her baby boy, took him as his own. He met Mary when she was five months pregnant, and he was there when Dean was born.
Mary captivated John from the beginning. He loved her fiery personality. He loved the deep, protective devotion to family that hid beneath her wild-child persona. (She had a penchant for loud rock music and scruffy, dangerous guys with leather jackets and muscle cars—which was satisfied when she met John.) They got married when Dean was only four months old.
Had Mary lived, they would've told Dean eventually. He would've seen the wedding pictures of the two of them holding him. But Mary died, and the pictures burned, and all Dean had left in the world was the only daddy he'd ever known. John never made a conscious decision not to tell Dean; he just couldn't ever bring himself to do it. Dean was his son, his soldier, his anchor, and John never wanted DNA to detract from that.
Dean was like John in ways—he imitated, learned by example, picked up all he could. He was like Mary in more ways, her child through and through, and maybe there were traces of his biological dad in there somewhere, but Bobby didn't really know what to look for. Maybe that was where the cocky attitude came from, or the horndog tendencies. John, and Sam too, were primarily commitment men, but Dean had no such reservations. His biological father must've been the same way.
Dean was Mary's boy, though, and John's, not the son of some badass, undoubtedly good-looking rebel who hooked up with a pretty blond girl and then disappeared from her life forever. Dean was Mary's son and John's, and Bobby would never, ever tell him otherwise.
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