I still remember the first time our friendship began. Actually, it had always existed. He started taking care of me when I was born…kind of…he was only four years old at the time. But how did we end up friends? That's kind of a long story in itself. So let me give you the somewhat shorter version.
The friendship start off with our dads. John Winchester had know my father since early elementary school, but it wasn't until later in middle school that they became best friends. Then, after they graduated, they went to the marines together. Then, they both met their wives in college. Funny thing is, their wives were best friends too. Isn't that crazy? Our whole family is made up of best friends hooking up.
Anyways, the dating didn't go on for too long. After five months, they all felt like it was time to get married. When they told me their wedding story, I, personally thought it was kind of quick. But hey, after growing up with practically two sets of parents, I can see why they felt like they couldn't wait a couple years before getting married. The love that they share for one another just seems stronger as each minute goes by. It's really admirable and adorable…when they don't do any of that mushy stuff that should be kept behind closed doors in front of me.
John and Mary were married first before my parents. Then my parents did too, a month later. It wasn't long after our parents were married that our dads were called out back to duty. It sucked for them because they just started their lives together. But John and my dad always loved what they did in their unit. The two of them were one of the best marines in their unit. At least that's what their commanders said…but they never liked to admit it. But we knew it was the truth.
John and my dad left our moms for several months, but not before spending another good night with them, getting all mushy and stuff…if you catch my drift. If you don't, you'll get what I'm talking about soon. They were gone for about 7 or 8 months. They saw a lot of crazy things out there…stuff they never wanted to repeat. Most of the things they did, they weren't too proud of, but it had to be done. But the worst part of everything else was that out of their whole unit, John, my dad, and four other guys were the only ones who survived. They all tried to help their friends out, but they said there was too much firepower over there. Like I said, they never wanted to repeat it, so they didn't give us too many details. That's the main reason why we don't really know why they were there in the first place. They just did what they had to do, and that was that. They six of them received medals during a ceremony for the superb job they did.
When they came home, Mary had a surprise John. I think you guys can kinda catch what I'm talking about now. Yup…Mary was pregnant with Dean. So Dean was like John's welcome home present. My parents weren't able to get pregnant at the time for some reason, but they were okay with it. They were just so happy for John and Mary that didn't even really care too much about it. They were all happy.
A month later, on January 24, 1979, my best friend, Dean Winchester, was born.