I walked with Uncle Dean and Uncle Sammy to the car. I still didn't trust this Uncle Sammy guy. But if Uncle Dean did why shouldn't I. Uncle Dean is the leader of everyone after all.
"So kiddo," said Dean as started the car, "what do you and your sister like to eat? What kind of food do they have in the future?"
"We mainly have rations unless dad or mom can get something special out of one of the cooks," I said.
"Well when you get something special," said Uncle Sammy, "what do you guys like to eat?"
I thought for a while. It had been too long since the last time we had any special food. The last time was our fourth birthday. That was a breakfast of french toast sticks and cake. We treasured that breakfast.
"French toast sticks and cake," I said.
"That's not dinner food," said Uncle Sammy. "Haven't you guys eaten anything special for dinner? Pasta? Pizza?"
"No." I looked down at my hands. I had never heard of the pizza thing. "I'd like to try the pizza thing though. It sounds interesting."
"You haven't had pizza?" asked Uncle Dean in a puzzeled voice.
He knew we haven't had pizza. He was the leader of the camp.
Then it came to me. We weren't in 2014 any more. We were in 2009. And there was no way to get us back to our time. At this revelation I began to cry. All I wanted was to go back to my mommy and daddy. My real mommy and daddy. In 2014. But I can't.
"Don't cry," said Uncle Sammy. "It's ok. We'll get you guys a pizza."
"I don't think that's why he's crying Sam," said Uncle Dean.
"Why's he crying then genius?"
"I don't know. You ask him."
"Ok." Uncle Sammy turned to look at me. "Why are you crying kiddo?"
What was with these two and calling me kiddo. It was just as weird as that lady calling me sweetie. I looked up at him and said, "I can't get back to my own time. I want my mommy and daddy."
Just then Uncle Dean's phone rang. He answered and listened. "All right, Cas," said Uncle Dean. "We'll be right back with some food for us and the kids."
He listened some more as Castiel talked to him about something. "All right, Cas. See in a few minutes. Take care of the girls. Bye." With that he hung up. He turned to me when stopped at a stop light. "You may be right about that not being able to go back thing kid. We'll think of something to do. Don't worry."
We arrived at a pizza place. Placed our order and waited. It didn't take that long. Then we were back in the car and on our way back to the hospital. To deal with our problem.