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I sat in the passenger seat of Mike's car. I was nervous beyond belief. I knew the boys weren't going to be there, that gave me time to come up with a plan about what to do about Sam. I was so stupid that day I don't know what happened. I saw him skipping school and something clicked inside and I needed to fix it.

I was about to meet the people who were going to adopt my boys, I'd made peace with that part. John and Mary have given them a home and all I gave them was fear. That being said, I still wanted to be in there lives. Mike had told me about open adoption, where the birth parents still have a relationship with there kids. That's what I want.

That day at the park Sam had called Mary mom, he's moved on. He needed that, as for John. John was going to be his father to, that part made pain flare up in my chest. This needed to work, Mike said not to look at like in sharing them but that there getting extra parents and guidance, hopefully I was good at it.

We pulled up in front of nice house with flowers planted in the yard. It made me smile to think my boys were going to live in such a good place.

"Here we are, the Winchesters," Mike announced exiting the vehicle. I sucked in a breath and followed him.

Mary answered the door, her mouth pulled into a tight smile. She greeted me and led me inside.

In their living room we all sat down and Mike spoke. "This meeting is being held because Micheal Colt wants to be in his children's lives. He will however allow you to adopt them," I watched as John and Marys face visibly relaxed. "He wants to see where there living and what they've been doing, he wants to meet them," And as soon and it came, a look of concern crossed there faces.

"So your saying... you want to help us raise them," Mary asked.

I nodded. "I left them I know. I don't deserve another chance but please," I hated the pathetic sound in my voice. I only spent five years with Dean and missed Sam's whole life, "I want to be here."

"What we need to do is set up an arrangement and a personal agreement, what is Micheal aloud to do when, is he aloud to see the kids and what are his parts in this relationship."

"Wait," Mary interrupted. "Is this even healthy for the boys," She asked in concern.

"It will take adjustment, but many people do it. Its called open adoptio-," He started.

"I know what open adoption is Mike," Mary snapped. I didn't blame her sometimes Mike talked to much.

"If this works, and that's a big If," John started, "What do you want to do."

"Have you noticed the house for rent down the street," Mike asked.

"Yes," They answered.

"Micheal is thinking about renting it to be closer to the boys," He explained.

I couldn't tell what was happening, there faces were masks. I knew I was imposing on the family they've made her, But I just want my boys.

"In best interest of the children I would like to ask you three become friends or acquaintances at least. If you don't trust each other it will reflect badly on Sam and Dean," Mike said.

"The best interest of Sam and Dean is a stable home, all they feel is uncertainty, if I let you into there lives you can't run away whenever you get scared.. only then will this work," Mary said firmly. "He doesn't even know anything about them, does he know what Sam wants to be when he grows up, does he know how hard of a time Dean is having! Dean.. Is falling apart on his own and were trying to get in. If he leaves again he will break his son!," Mary exclaimed angrily to Mike.

Dean is breaking, how.

"I will, I'll learn all I can about them and I won't leave I swear," I promised.

"If you want to be part of there lives we do this on their terms, you will learn about your children and help us raise them, Mike is right they need there birth father," John stated.

"I swear," I insisted one more time.

She sighed and stood up, "I'll show you their room if you like," She said quietly. I knew she was only doing this because I held all the cards, but if that's what it took so be it.


I stepped inside a child's room alright. It had bunk beds and a half bed on the other side. The top bunk had a dark blue bedspread and the bottom had a black one with a batman logo on it, the other was bright red. There was a desk littered with home work and drawings. Back packs on the floor, but what caught my eye was the leather jacket tossed over a chair, the same one I haven't seen for ten years.

"Dean, that's his jacket," I asked pointing over to it.

Mary nodded, "Had it since the day he arrived." A smile tugged at her lips, the look in her eyes said she was remembering something.

"It was mine, had since I joined the marines. When he was little he used to put it and my boots on and walk around the house," I laughed.

She smiled. "He still loves you. He might now show it, he has a lot of anger to, but he wouldn't keep that if he didn't," She assured me.

I walked farther into the room, seeing a giant pile of notebooks on top of the bunk bed. "Who's is this," I asked.

"Those are Sam's, he writes in them all the time and about everything so I'd stay on his good side, he wants to be lawyer when he grows up and he's going to get revenge on the people who wronged him," She grinned.

"The other kid their with, Mike said they've claimed him as theirs," I asked. Mike had told me about Castiel, made sure I knew how important he was.

"Cas is there brother, tell Dean different he will punch you, ask Duke Wilson, a kid from school Dean clocked," She smiled.

I chuckled, Dean always did have a ruff streak.

I turned to Mary, "I'm going to fix this, these kids are going to have three parents now," I assured her.

"Just make sure Dean knows that, he's the one you need to convince," She sighed.


Well looks like things are going OK at the moment for Micheal and Mary and John. Next chapter John and Mary talk to the boys, and we see how Dean reacts.