Mary Winchester | 05 | [In Person]

[was_a_hunter]

[Things seemed to be back to normal this week. No weird little animal/monsters, so sinking ship...just the manor. As though one could say the manor itself was normal...perhaps she could make it a little more normal

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[100deaths_a_day]

[Silently, he came in the kitchen. It wasn't deliberate, it's just the way he moved naturally now. He came in and perched on the side that she wasn't working at, a small smile on his lips. He loved watching her bake and cook when he was little, and seeing her happy made him happy, even if the scene was a little saddening to watch - a reminder of what he'd missed growing up.

and honestly? he couldn't help be a little jealous of everyone else here at that moment. He'd always held her baking for him at the core of his heart. Sammy had been too young to eat it, so her baking had made him feel that little bit special - he'd been a four-year old kid, he couldn't help it. Now, everyone else gets that experience, and he has to miss out.

but he was the sort of person to squash that selfish side, and just focus oh her happy.

so for now, he was quite content to sit and watch her in silence with his small smile, just bask in the fact it was almost like home the way it should have been.

[was_a_hunter]

[Glancing up as Dean perched on the counter, Mary didn't think anything of him not being able to eat anything, she was just enjoying his company. Right now, things just felt right...herself cooking for the house, as she was prone to do, and her eldest watching her as she did, albeit older than what she was used to. This was probably the closest that she'd get to normal here, that any of them would get to normal.

Smiling, she turned back to what she was doing, wanting to carry on with this charade before the manor decided to mess with them some more.]

Good morning, Dean. [About to offer him something to eat, she faltered. Right...vampire.] Is there anything I can get for you? I know you can't eat any of this, but...perhaps something in the fridge?

[Truth be told, she didn't look at all the food in the kitchen, but it seemed to have the ingredients for most dishes. For all she knew, he had a packet of blood hidden around here somewhere. Or so she hoped. She tried not to think about how he'd been feeding, part of her not wanting to

[100deaths_a_day]

[He shook his head] I'm fine, thanks. [He didn't like to think about how he fed either. and he knew there was no way to welch on his deal with Cas, ultimately Cas was better for it overall.]

I heard humming, and just thought I'd come see what you were doing. [Completely not mentioning the fact that he'd heard it from the top of the house. He was much too content with this almost normal to ruin it by mentioning that.]

[was_a_hunter]

If you're sure. [At least she could still believe for a little while longer that he was human and not cursed. As for Cas? She still wasn't sure what she thought of him.]

I'm glad you did. I've got to admit, it's lonely down here in the mornings. [At least during the afternoon and evening, there were a few people coming in and out of the room...most of them eating things that made her want to force them into a chair and make them a proper meal. That was part of the reason she got up early. The kids (even the ones older than herself) deserved at least one proper meal.]

[100deaths_a_day]

[He wasn't sure what to make of this cas either. He would never say it out loud, but he preferred normal Cas. At least he knew where he stood and could figure out the other Cas.]

Well, you could have called. [And now he knows? you will have someone in the kitchen in the mornings. Always.]

[was_a_hunter]

I wasn't sure that you would still enjoy watching me cook. Surely you have something more interesting to do in the mornings?

[After all the time it's been, she'd just assumed he had a different morning routine. The last thing she wanted to do was bother or guilt him into doing something that he didn't really want to. He wasn't a kid anymore, for all she knew, he'd adopted something more interesting.]

I know it must be boring down here for you.

[100deaths_a_day]

[He shakes his head, still smiling happily] There's nothing I'd rather be doing right now.

[He realised that she might not even want to be watched. after all, he wasn't exactly four... or human anymore.]

If you don't mind, that is. I don't... [want you to feel uncomfortable]

[was_a_hunter]

[Realizing what he was trying to say, she paused what she was doing to look at him, letting him see just how sincere she was.] Of course I want you here.

I just don't want you getting bored is all. A place like this? I'm sure there are more interesting things to do than keep me company.

[100deaths_a_day]

[He shakes his head] Can't think of anything else I'd rather do. Really. [sincere smile]

[was_a_hunter]

[Smiling gently, she started moving the recently cooked sausage to it's own plate.]

You're really amazing, you know that?

[100deaths_a_day]

I am awesome. [He grinned playfully. even if under the playful egotism, he was both basking in his mother's pride, and wary that he didn't deserve it.]

I don't really see how wanting to spend time with you spurred that little piece of recognition, though.

[was_a_hunter]

Aside from just being you~? [Yes, she was feeding that well recognized ego.]

I'm just surprised that at your age, you still enjoy spending time with me. I like it..you're different from what I remember, but so much about you is the same.

I just...It may sound horrible, but I don't have that with Sammy.

Don't tell him any of this. [The last thing she wanted was him thinking that she didn't care about him. She loved him, he was just different is all.] But, when I met him, it was almost like meeting a stranger. I know he's mine, but...at the same time, I have nothing to compare him with. Do you understand?

[100deaths_a_day]

I get it. I mean, he's met you before, but you don't remember it. But that was one time and you were much younger. It's gonna be similar for him. I have memories, Sam... doesn't have any of that. Except what I told him.

But telling and living is two different things.

[was_a_hunter]

[She didn't have anything to say to that. she knew things were well...strained between her and Sam. He met her before, but she couldn't remember any of it. It wasn't her fault, but she still felt bad that she didn't remember meting them...what kind of mother forgot her own children?

Taking a breath, she pushed back the self loathing that almost continuously threatened to overtake her. Offering a small sad smile, she turned back to the stove, making sure nothing burned.]

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything.

[100deaths_a_day]

No, you should have. I understand. And really, if there's anything bothering you, I want to know.

[was_a_hunter]

[Chuckling softly, she shakes her head.]

It's a sweet offer, Dean. I just don't want you to have to deal with my problems along with anything else you may be going through.