Coming Home Ch. 17

Disclaimer: See chapter one

Previously: "And what do the DNA test results say?" John queried anxiously as he grasped Mary's hand, desperately, yet almost afraid, to hear the answer.

"After thorough testing, I can tell you that the results prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that David and Joey are indeed your biological children," Danny answered with a smile, much to the delight of the Winchesters.

"Oh my God, all of my dreams and prayers have finally been answered," Mary voiced happily as tears began to roll down her face unabatedly. "I mean, I knew it in my heart, but to have it finally confirmed, you've just given me the most wonderful gift I could have ever received, I mean other than having given birth to these two beautiful boys."

"Thank God, we finally have them back where they belong," John whispered, almost afraid that this moment was just a dream, as a few tears rolled down his face also. "I never thought this moment would ever come."

"Are-Are you sure? I mean, could you have made a big mistake?" Dean interrupted, his voice nearly breaking as he looked at the stranger standing before him.

"No child, there's no mistake," Danny answered as he placed a firm hand on the astonished boy's shoulder. "The test results are 99.9% conclusive. John and Mary are your real parents, yours and Sammy's."

"I c-can't…I d-don't know…I," Dean stammered as his brain tried to assimilate what he had just been told. Unsure of what he was supposed to do now or how he was supposed to react; he turned around and raced up the steps to the safety of his and Sammy's bedroom.

"De? De, what's wrong?" Sammy cried out as he watched his brother run off without him. He couldn't understand why Dean would just leave him standing there with everybody.

"Shh, it's okay Baby. Dean will be fine, he's just having trouble dealing with things right now," Mary cooed to her youngest as she knelt down and wrapped him in her arms as tears began to roll down her baby boy's face.

"De, I want De," Sammy wailed as he tried to push away from Mary. "Please?"

"Don't cry sweetie, I'm going to take you to him right now," Mary lamented as she picked the little boy up and hugged him, before looking at John sadly and moving towards the steps. Her boys were hurting right now and she wasn't sure how to make it better for them. She thought everything would have been all candy canes and lollipops when the news was revealed. She hadn't prepared herself for the fact that the boys could be stunned by the news and need time to deal with what they were feeling.

"I'm sorry to have to say this with everything that is happening right now, but this news definitely puts a new spin on things," Officer Mike Labinski informed John as gently as he could, knowing that the man's world was crumbling around him. "Either myself or the detectives who worked your sons kidnapping case will need to talk to the boys again when they're up to it. We need to know if they remember the kidnapping and if it was that miscreant we have arrested who took them or not."

"I...I would rather it be you," John voiced shakily as he swiped a hand across his lower jaw area. "I don't want them put through any more trauma than necessary. They've already been through so much as it is and I think they would be more comfortable if..."

"I'll see what I can do," Mike informed the stressed parent before him. "I'll give you a call later to set up a time to talk to the boys again."

"Thanks, I'll uh, I'll walk you out," John stated, glancing up the stairwell before escorting the police officer to the door. He really needed to be near his children right now if they would let him.

"I think I'll go ahead and leave also so that you and your family can have some time to yourselves," Danny informed his friend as he grasped John's shoulder and gave it a firm squeeze of support.

"Thanks Buddy, I appreciate it," John murmured, reaching out to shake his friend's hand. "Thanks for getting back to us so quickly with the results also."

"Anytime my friend," Danny voiced with a sad smile before taking his leave. He really hoped the small family could work through things quickly. John and his wife deserved to have some happiness in their lives, not to mention those two precious boys who had evidently been put through hell.

Closing the door behind the two men and locking it, John took a few deep breaths to pull himself together before making his way upstairs also.

~~Moments earlier~~

Arriving upstairs to find the door to the boys' bedroom closed, Mary knocked softly on it as Sammy quietly sobbed in her arms.

"Dean, honey, it's Mom."

"Please, just go away," Dean pleaded of his mother. He didn't feel like talking right now.

"Honey, Sammy is upset and crying for you. Is it okay if we come in?" Mary inquired with baited breath, waiting for an answer.

It took only seconds for her to hear the soft sound of her eldest son's footsteps approaching the door. Pasting on a smile, she anxiously waited as the door slowly opened and then drew in a quick breath upon noticing Dean's red-rimmed eyes.

Reaching out his arms toward his younger sibling, Dean said, "Let me have him and then you can go. We need to be by ourselves for a little while."

"Okay Sweetie, whatever you say," Mary agreed as she quickly transferred Sammy from her arms to those of his big brother. She was really hoping that they could talk, but she also knew that if she pushed Dean too hard right now, that it could be the straw that broke the camel's back as the saying went. "I'll be just down the hall in my room if you or Sammy needs me.

"Yeah, fine, whatever," Dean replied as he shut the door and then carried Sammy over to the bed where he could comfort his baby brother and make sure he was okay.

Sitting on the bed, he placed Sammy right in front of him and then used his thumbs to swipe away his sibling's tears. "Sorry, I scared you by taking off the way I did Little Dude, that's wasn't fair of me."

"Why did you leave me De'? You promised you would never leave me alone, ever," Sammy hiccupped through his sobs.

"I was just all mixed up, Kiddo. I didn't realize what I had done until it was too late. Forgive me Squirt?"

"Uh huh, but don't do it ever again," Sammy answered as he scooted forward into his brother's lap seeking comfort from the older boy.

"I won't Kiddo," Dean voiced as he scooted back to the headboard of the bed and let Sammy rest against his chest.

Sitting quietly for a few moments, Sammy finally broke the silence by looking up at his big brother and asking, "De' why was you all mixed up?"

'It's hard to explain Sammy. I'm just having a hard time dealing with finding out that John and Mary are our real parents after everything we've been through," Dean answered after a moment's thought. "I mean, I'm happy to know we finally have our real mom and dad, but I'm angry too. Angry that they never found us and angry that we never got to have the happy life we should have had."

"Me too," Sammy agreed as he relaxed against his brother once again. "De, is it for real for always now. John and Mary will be our parents forever and we don't ever have to go back to Norman?"

"Sure is, Munchkin," Dean answered, a small smile beginning to tug at his lips, as he began to card his fingers through his brother's chestnut colored hair. It was wonderful to know they would never have to spend another night under the same roof with that bastard ever again.

"De' I'm tired," Sammy stated with a yawn as he curled up on his side, his head pillowed on his big brother's chest.

"I'm not surprised with everything you've been through today. Get some sleep then, Tiger. I'm not going anywhere," Dean informed his brother as he kept up the comforting motion of tugging his fingers through Sammy's hair. He would use the time to think about things and how he was expected to act now around the Winchesters. And he would prepare himself to handle the nightmares that were sure to come once Norman invaded Sammy's dreams.

~~Supernatural~~

Standing outside the door as he listened to his boys talking, John couldn't help but shed a few more tears as he listened to Dean admit how angry he was that they had been denied the life they should have been for the past five years. God, how he wished that they had been able to find them all those years ago so they wouldn't have been put through so much pain and abuse. He was angry himself; angry with the detectives for never having found them, and angry with himself that he hadn't been there to protect his boys on the day they had been taken.

Placing his hand upon the doorknob, John started to turn it, and then changed his mind. His sons needed some time to adjust to the news, and he was going to give it to them, even if it killed him inside to do so. He wanted so badly to go into the room and just hold them and tell them how sorry he was that they never found them, but they would just be words with no meaning at this time.

Sighing despondently, he placed the palm of his hand against the door and whispered, "I love you boys," before silently walking away. There was someone else who undoubtedly needed his comfort right now.

Striding down the small hallway between the boys room and theirs, John wasn't in the least bit surprised to open the door to the master bedroom to find Mary lying on the bed with tears streaming down her face. Knowing that words were not needed, he walked over to the king sized bed and lay down beside his wife, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her close.

"I…I thought that everything would be better when the boys heard the news. I mean, I knew it wouldn't be perfect, all sunshine and roses, but I didn't think…" Mary drifted off with a sob as she roll over and cried into that olive green USMC t-shirt that covered her husband's muscular chest.

"I know Sweetheart. I was feeling the same way myself, even though I knew there was always the chance that they could react unexpectedly." John informed his wife as he rubbed her back comfortingly. "We just have to give them some time to get used to the situation. I'm sure that they'll have some questions that need answering and we need to be prepared to give them those answers. For now, let's just try to get some sleep. I'm sure it's going to be a long night."

TBC