This drive always reminded him of Romeo and Juliet and John hated that with every last part of his being.

He had done everything he could to make sure that he wasn't followed. He had rented a car with the fake id he had and he took every other road that he knew of to make sure to stay away from the main roads.

As he got closer to his destination he brought his hands closer to one another so that he could pull his Men of Letters ring off of his finger, throwing it into the glove compartment without a care where it landed.

There was a child outside of the motel room, digging diligently into the dirt as a woman watched mindfully a few feet away. John felt a smile spread along his face as he drove closer and the tension left his body completely as the child looked up at the sound of his car.

The child jumped up to his feet and immediately ran towards him as fast as he could. The woman was smiling as well as she followed after him at a steady pace. John got out of the car and turned kneeling down, arms extended.

"Daddy!" Dean shouted in excitement, crashing into Johns chest and arms. John laughed as he stood up, holding Dean close, not caring one bit at the dirt that was staining his suit. "Daddy!"

"Hey bud." John said, kissing Deans forehead as he beamed at him, clinging to him. "What were you doing?"

"Digging." Dean told him importantly with a nod. "Cause I gotta practice! Grandpa said its so I can hide the bodies!"

"Grandpa doesn't know that a certain mister isn't going to be going to any hunt any time soon." Mary said as she joined them, smiling brightly at him. "He keeps talking about taking him on a hunt of some kind."

John kept his frown to himself, shifting Dean into one arm so that he could curl the other around Mary to bring her in close, kissing her softly on the lips. Both of Mary's hands came up to hold onto him as they kissed.

"Missed you." Mary whispered, leaning in to kiss him once more, lips sliding over each other.

"Missed you too." John murmured, hand coming up to cup her cheek and tenderly stroke at it with his thumb.

Dean gave a small whine and nuzzled at the both of them, small arms circling around Johns neck and holding onto him tightly. "Me too!" he insisted. "Missed you too daddy!"

John laughed and kissed Deans cheek once more, moving to rub at his back. "I missed you too Dean." he assured him. Satisfied Dean nodded and curled up against his chest once more, letting out a small pleased sigh.

John held him close and looked up at Mary who was watching both of them with a look of fondness, yet tinged with sadness. She reached out to take John's hand in hers and brought it to her stomach.

"Baby missed you too." she said softly, moving into his touch as he spread his hand over the slight bump on her stomach.

John moved his hand over her stomach, feeling the knot in his chest loosen and disappear with every moment that passed.

"I'm sorry." he said softly, looking up at her. "I wish that I could be with you guys all the time. I really do."

"I know." Mary said, playing with the fingers spread over her stomach. "I know, and I do too. And we will be." she smiled at him. "Just need a bit more time."

John nodded, leaning in to kiss her one more time, pressing their foreheads together as he just savored the moment of the three, technically four, of them together again.

"C'mon." Mary said, tugging him towards the motel room. "Let's give Deano a bath and then we can go out and have some fun."

"No bath!" Dean protested, wiggling in Johns arms.

John laughed and hoisted him up a bit more. "I think a dirty boy needs to have a bath." he said teasingly.

"No bath!" Dean repeated, his wiggling intensifying as he tried to break free, even as he started to laugh. "Not dirty!"

"So dirty." Mary added as they came into the motel room. John immediately noted the salt lines Mary had put around the room for protection and the two beds. Not that it mattered that much, they both knew that Dean would start in his own bed and then end up in theirs at some point during the night.

He also saw the clothes laid out for him to change into, a simple pair of jeans, a grey shirt, and flannel.

"Did you let him play in the dirt specifically so that I would be the one to give him a bath?" John couldn't help but ask, transferring him over to Mary so that he could shrug out of his suit, throwing it to the side uncaringly.

Mary's smile was mischievous as she took Dean from him, nuzzling at him. "Maybe." she dawdled. "I just figured that it's only fair that you get messy from trying to give him a bath too."

Johns smile faded for a moment and he nodded. "I'll give all the baths when we're together for good." he promised her.

Mary's smile faded as well. "I didn't mean it like that." she told him, holding Dean closer to her.

"I know, I know." John said reassuringly, smiling once more. He came to her side once more. "I'm just sorry that...you have to do this alone most of the time."

Mary gave a small shrug. "Not always alone. I still have my parents and they're more than happy to help." she told him. "Granted they are trying to pressure me into naming who Dean's father is."

"What are you telling them?" John asked as he took Dean from her and started towards the bathroom.

"I told them it's John Wayne." Mary said with a nod, a smile tugging at her lips. "I think dad kinda believed me at one point actually."

John laughed as Mary moved past him to start the water, slowly letting the bathtub fill up. Dean started to squirm once more at the sound of water running and John tightened his grip around him.

"Let's get this done with and we can finally have some good old family fun." Mary said with another smile, leaning in to kiss his cheek and hand him Deans wash.

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