Chapter 2
"John Winchester, what the hell are you doing here?"
John looked directly into the eyes of Mary's father and said, "Hello, Frank."
"You got some nerve showing your face here, Winchester."
"I don't want to fight with you, Frank. We're just here to pay our respects. Can we not do this?"
"The boys are with you?" asked Frank in a hopeful tone.
"Yeah. What's it to you?"
"How are they?" Frank was hesitant to ask because of the way he'd left things, but they were Mary's boys.
"You don't have the right to ask that! You're the one that wanted nothing to do with them, " John ground out angrily.
"That's not true and you know it, Winchester, " Frank replied defensively.
"Okay, you wanted nothing to do with one of them, but my boys, Frank, Mary's boys are a pair. You reject one, you reject both, " John stated and with that he turned his back and started towards the car.
Frank watched as John turned. Frank knew that if John left, so did his last connection to his daughter. Frank had retired last year and he missed Mary more than anything now that he had nothing else to focus on. Making up his mind, he called after John.
"John, please wait," Frank requested in a desperate tone.
As much as John wanted to keep walking, he had never heard Mary's father sound like that. The man was usually so self assured and confident. It was that tone that made John stop and turn around.
"What?"
"I made a lot of mistakes. Mary was everything to me. Since I retired last year, I've been thinking a lot about my daughter. I wondered what happened to you and the boys. You took off so quickly."
"I had good reason," John responded.
Frank was thinking in for a penny in for a pound. He knew what he wanted, he just didn't think John would ever agree.
"Look, I'm asking, and I know you're probably going to say no, but I want to see my grandsons. I'm begging you! They're all of Mary I have left."
John was torn. He wanted to tell this man right were to go. Then again, Mary and her father had been close when John first met them. On the other hand, it was Mary who threw him out of their lives
He recalled the day he had first met the man. He and Mary had been going out for about 3 weeks when she decided she wanted him to meet her parents. John was worried about this because Francis Jackson was the CEO of a large finance company and a very wealthy man. John had just gotten his mechanic's license and he and his friend, Mike, were talking about opening up their own garage. John was lucky, at the moment, if he could make the rent. He figured Mary's parents were going to take one look at him and come to the conclusion that he was only dating Mary for her money. Nothing was farther from the truth. Unfortunately, it turned out just like John had predicted. Mary's mother, Margaret, treated him like something she had wiped off the bottom of her shoes. Frank was not much better. Fortunately, Mary was nothing like her parents. She knew that John cared about her and not her dad's money.
Mary was her father's little princess, so he may not have liked John, but he put up with him for Mary's sake. He even agreed to pay for the wedding and give them a loan for a down payment on a house if Mary promised to do one thing for him. It was a small request that she had planned to carry out anyway. John didn't like the thought of taking Frank's money, but he agreed to let Frank help them get started.
Mary's mother was more interested in her social status than anything else. John had learned that the only reason Margaret even agreed to have a child was because a lot of social gatherings took place at birthday parties, and Margaret wanted to be invited.
Frank adored Mary, but there was one thing he could not buy and that was a son. He wanted someone to carry on the Jackson family name. So he asked that one thing of his daughter, to name her first born Jackson. Mary had no problem agreeing to this and John didn't either, he loved Mary.
Mary suffered complications when she was pregnant with her first born and Dean was 2 months early. The baby had not been expected to survive. When Frank found out, he asked that Mary not give this son his name. He wanted it to be carried on. Mary refused to believe that her son would be anything but fine. She got so upset that her father could reject her son that she threw him out and told him not to come back. If he didn't want her son to have the name Jackson, he would be named after his father, Jonathan Dean Winchester Jr. When Sam had come along, Frank had tried to get back in Mary's good graces, but he made the mistake of telling her that he would be proud for her second son to have his name. John lost it completely and so did Mary, but she told her father that a promise was a promise, and her youngest would have his grandfather's name, Samuel, after John's father, and Francis after him. He was not happy. She told her father that if Dean wasn't worthy of the name, then neither was Sam. That had been the last time John had seen Frank until Mary's memorial service. Shortly after that, John left with the boys.
"John, I know it's a lot to ask, but they're all I have left of Mary."
"Against my better judgement, and for Mary, I will say yes, but the boys have to agree." The only reason that John was agreeing to this was because he felt Mary would have wanted it.
"I can live with that," Frank said.
"Sam knows the truth, but I saw no reason to tell Dean that his grandfather rejected him. He's been through a rough time lately and he's just starting to get back to his old self. If they agree, don't you dare mention anything that happened between us in front of Dean. Dean also has a hard time talking about his mother, so if he doesn't want to, you don't push. You test me on this and I will make you regret it, understand?" John demanded.
"Yes. I know you probably don't believe me, but I regret what I did," Frank offered.
"Okay, give me your number and I'll talk to the boys and get back to you," John said.
Frank gave John his cell phone number and John could not believe what he just agreed to do.
"Must be getting soft in your old age, Johnny boy," John commented to himself. He then made his way back to his boys.
Sam and Dean saw their father talking to the strange man and they wondered who he was. Dean was getting ready to go make sure his father was okay when the two separated.
"Hey, dad, who was that?" asked Dean as their father returned to them "Are you okay?"
"Yes, son. That was someone who wants to meet you. I told him I would talk to you boys and get back to him."
"Who, dad?" asked Sam.
"Francis Jackson, your grandfather."
Sam and Dean both stared at their father. They were speechless.
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