Through the Glass 6/6
Rating: I’m thinking a PG…possibly eventual pg-13 or higher
Word Count: 2.210
Warnings: Just the usual wincest and mpreg.
Disclaimer: they’re only mine in my dreams
Summary: Two months since Dean went into a coma. Four hours since he woke up. One hour since Sam’s heart broke.
STOP! I posted two chapters so if you haven’t read chapter five, go do that before you read this chapter!! Link to Chapter 5
If you’ve already read chapter 5, you may proceed to the ending of Through the Glass. I hope you like it. Review and let me know. No flames please, but constructive criticism welcome.
One year had passed since Dean began doing the mediation technique Missouri had taught him. She had long since gone back to Kansas, and Dean was no closer to unlocking the final door…the hunting door. Six months after he unlocked Jamie’s door and regained the memories of his son, he managed to break down Sam’s door. There were blurry memories here too, that coincided with the blurry memories of Jamie. He knew something had to have happened during the first months of his son’s life, but he didn’t know what. He hoped that when he opened Bobby’s door, he would be able to figure it out, but no such luck. Three months of trying only to find that when he got the door open, the last memory he had of Bobby around the time of Jamie’s birth was saying he was going to take a nap. Then a tall, shadowed figure entered the room and his memories were blurry until he saw Bobby again months later. It was frustrating the man to no end and whenever he asked Sam, he got no reply. The only good thing about this time was that he now had two more children to look after.
On October 13th, Dean gave birth to beautiful twin girls. One had dark blond hair and green eyes, like her daddy, and the other had chocolate brown hair and eyes like her papa. The blond they named Sarah Marie and the brunette was named Gwen Sadie, after Dean’s good friend and doctor. Jamie was over the moon with excitement and always offered his help looking after the girls, especially during feeding time when he would sit on the couch, a few pillows under his arm, as he held one of the girls and fed her. He loved every aspect of being a big brother. His fathers were so proud of him. And they both knew that when the girls got old enough, Jamie would be there to beat the boys away with a bat.
It was late one night when Dean woke to find the bed empty. He wasn’t sure what woke him so he got up and checked on the kids. All three were sleeping soundly, no sign of distress in any of them. Figuring it had something to do with his husband, Dean set off to find Sam, which he did, five minutes later. The younger Winchester was sitting in his office, his back to the door, and facing the television in the corner. Dean didn’t say anything. He just stood there and watched as Sam hit the play button and was greeted by a man so sickly looking he was barely recognizable as John Winchester. He looked so much worse than the night he showed up at Sam’s doorstep.
“Hi boys,” John said, a tiny smile gracing his haggard features. “I know you’re not boys anymore. You’ve both grown up and from what Missouri tells me have made a wonderful life together. I know I’ve never been there for you…maybe if your mother was still alive, things would be different. At least I like to think so. But there’s nothing I can do about that now.
“I know I don’t have the right to call myself your dad anymore. And Sam, maybe you think I never had that right. I never was much of a father. I let Dean take care of you your whole life. And Dean, I’m sorry. I put too much responsibility on you. I made you grow up too fast. I guess I forgot that you were a kid too…that you were just a scared little boy whose mommy disappeared. But I was too obsessed with finding the thing that took her from you boys. Dean, you were the only one I trusted to look after your brother. Even after what happened with the shtriga. Still, I shouldn’t have made you shoulder all that weight. I shouldn’t have made you become a hunter. I’ve always known how good you are with cars and mechanical stuff. You could have done anything. Hell, it was your idea to turn rock salt into bullets. That was a great gift to hunters everywhere son. A real Winchester legacy.”
John stopped speaking and looked down at his lap where his hands were fiddling with the hem of his too big shirt. “I know what I did was wrong,” he said quietly, not looking up into the camera. “What I said to you Dean…I was pissed off that you weren’t hunting. I thought you’d get over whatever feelings you had about your brother’s leaving and come back to the only family you had. When you didn’t, I tried for months to track you down. I found no trace of you anywhere. I know I taught you how to fly under the radar, but you were so far under even I couldn’t find you. So I went to the one person I knew you had talked to since you disappeared. Why is it that whatever you’re looking for always turns up in the last place you look? That always annoyed me. Anyway, when I saw you holding that baby and I knew there was no one at Bobby’s but you and him…I lost it. I was so pissed off that you could be so stupid, so careless as to get yourself tied down like that; that you could do something so reckless I’d lose you as my partner. Sam was right. You always were my good little soldier. You always did every damn thing I told you to. You were an excellent hunter. Hell you were a better hunter than me and most. And the fact that you wouldn’t be out there everyday fighting evil, helping find the thing that destroyed our family…but it was right in our own motel room the whole time wasn’t it?
“The night Mary died, our family wasn’t destroyed. It was broken and turned upside down, but I still had you boys. I was what destroyed our family. I got so caught up in my quest for revenge…my mission to eliminate the thing that took my Mary away from me that I failed to realize she was with me the whole time…in you two. I still had two very important, very precious pieces of my wife with me, but I couldn’t see that. I didn’t see that until I talked to Missouri a few days after I got here. She set me straight on a few things. Like the fact that even though the demon took your mother, I was the one to demolish our family. I took away your choices in life. I moved you from place to place to place so often I’m sure we’ve lived in at least half the towns in the country. I never let you boys form friendships and if you did I took you away from them. I know I left you boys alone for too often and for too long. Dean by the time you were twelve you were working jobs just so you and your brother had the money to eat. I was so wrapped up in my vengeance and pain that I never realized what it was doing to you both. Sam…you tried to make me understand. You fought me so hard to try to get me to do better for you both, but I was too blind and too deaf. You were right to get out when you did. I just wish Dean had had the strength to stand up to me and leave. Then I guess you wouldn’t have your son.
“Look,” John finally raised his eyes to the camera as he said the next part. “I know that I said you’d go to hell for being together. The night I went to your apartment to tell you the demon was gone, I thought that we could maybe all start over and I could have the chance to be in my grandson’s life. Then Sam told me he was the baby’s father and that Dean was the mother. I’ve been around the magical and supernatural long enough to know that it could be possible with certain spells or potions. However the thought of my two boys being together? That just pissed me off even more. Sam, I knew the moment you raised your gun to my head I’d never be able to be in either of your lives. No matter what I said if I ever came to terms with your relationship. And you broke my heart when you told me I was the reason Dean tried to kill himself. I guess I said the hell thing because I just wanted to make you hurt like I was hurting.
“After that, I started drinking…a lot more than you saw me doing over the years. I hit the bottle hard. I had truly lost everyone I had ever cared about. I set up shop in a little old town in New Mexico. I stopped huntin. Most days I was so drunk I couldn’t walk in a straight line let alone shoot in one. And now, seven years later, it’s the bottle that’s finally caught up to me. I always thought I’d make my last stand with that damn demon, but I came out of that battle alive. Not gonna survive this one. Sam, I know you’re probably happy that I won’t be a threat nagging at you in the back of your mind anymore. Dean, after what I said to you, I can’t expect you to be sad about my leavin either. But I want you both to know that it’s okay. I’ve accepted my fate. And I’ve accepted your relationship. Missouri made me realize that your souls are destined to be together. It doesn’t matter what earthly shell you wear, it’s meant to be. She said yours is a love of the ages. You’ve been together for millennia and will continue to be until the end of time. I always thought you were close because you were forced to be. Now I understand it’s because you’re soul mates.
“Boys, this has turned out to be so much longer than I wanted it to. Guess I can really ramble when I want to. I know that I will never see my sons again or hold my grandson in my arms, but I want you to know how sorry I am for everything I have put you through. Especially you Dean. You were never a whore. You were just looking for someone to show you they desired you, cared about you…even if it was only for a short time. I never appreciated all you did for your brother and me at the time, but looking back I can see just how much you did. You were the glue that held us together as long as you did. I’ve heard you’ve become a magnificent mechanic and vintage car restorer. I looked up some of your rebuilds online. With help of course,” he said with a smile. “Never did get that technical crap. Anyways, I’ve seen pictures of the cars you’ve fixed up. They’re all beautiful, son. I’m so proud of you. I’m proud of you too Sam. Missouri tells me you’re a lawyer. Makes sense to me. You always were an exceptional arguer.
“It’s time for me to go now, but I just want you to know that I am so proud of the both of you. You’ve both come such a long way and accomplished so much. You have a beautiful boy. I saw his picture in an article about Dean and his business. I hope you boys have an excellent and happy life together. I wish you many years of peace and happiness. Just please remember that I did love you. I still do. I will for the rest of my life…however long it may be. And I am so sorry for all the pain and suffering I have caused. Don’t forget your training. I want you both to stay safe. I love you my babies.”
The Winchester boys watched the shiny tears slipping down their father’s face until the screen went black. They each sported tear tracks of their own, even Sam who tried to hold his back. They had both suffered so much and for so long at the hands of their parent. Dean had finally remembered everything, his blurry memories restored, as he watched the video. But he found he could no longer be angry about everything. Now all that pain and anger in their hearts finally drained from their bodies as the tears slipped from their eyes. With the end of John’s video came an inner peace for Sam and Dean. All the bad times faded to the backs of their minds as they were replaced by the good, however few there were. Now, if Jamie or the twins ever asked about their grandfather, the boys would be able to tell their children that their grandfather was a good man, as they regaled the kids with the good memories they had of him.
With the death of John Winchester, hunter extraordinaire, came the serenity of his sons as their hearts and minds were finally made whole.
- Current Mood: hungry
- Current Music:Long Goodbye by Ronan Keating