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It's been two years since Dean has disappeared.
He still remembers the first week, when he received a panicked phone call from an eight years old Sam, explaining that his big bother has been taken away, and they his father didn't care. He still remembers calling John, yelling at him for not protecting his son, always running after another case, another criminal to catch. He remembers the way his eyes filled with tears when he heard how little John cared about his son, about the fact that he'd been taken against his will. All because Dean was an omega.
It's been two years since Dean has disappeared, and Bobby receives an envelope.
Robert Singer,
2194 Church Street South
Sioux Falls, SD 57103
What strikes him first is the name. He sometimes receives letters for the salvage yard, but more rarely in his name.
What strikes him next is the handwriting. It is slightly unsteady, like someone who does not write often. And also, who sends handwritten letters anymore ?
He inspects the envelope, trying to get more information.
It comes from Kansas, but has no return address.The envelope isn't lumpy, but the weight is slightly off. Not a letter, then.
He is standing in his kitchen when he opens the envelope. Inside is a single picture.
He takes it out of the envelope, and sees three babies huddled together on a green beanbag. They have dark hair, all wearing superhero onesies. They must be a few months old.
He doesn't recognize them, but he grumpily admits they are cute, sleeping in a puppy pile on a beanbag that is gigantic compared to them.
He looks at the back of the picture and feels his throat constricting, his legs getting weak. He sits in the chair next to him to avoid crashing on the floor.
In the same unsteady handwriting, he can see two words.
Love,
Dean.
It's been four years since Dean has disappeared, and Bobby receives an envelope.
His chest is tight when he opens it.
Inside is a picture of three toddlers with black hair and blue eyes. Two are sitting on the ground, hand painting a house together. The third one has done a big red heart drawing and is offering it to the person behind the camera.
On the back, he can read
Cas just told me I'm his favorite person in the entire world.
Bobby feels his chest relax a little. At least Dean is loved by his pups.
It's been six years since Dean has disappeared, and Bobby receives an envelope.
Inside, there are two pictures.
The first he sees is of two children around five years old, holding themselves proud, smiling at the camera. They are wearing backpacks.
On the back he can read, in a steady handwriting
First day of school !
The second picture contains only one child, smiling excitedly talking to the camera.
On the back, the same handwriting says
Jimmy just came back from one week at a private omega school (the good kind). He loves it.
I think I would have loved it too.
Bobby can't decide if he is misty eyed from happiness for the kids, or sadness for Dean.
It's been seven years since Dean has disappeared, and Bobby receives an envelope.
On the picture, he can see three boys with dark hair and blue eyes. The middle one is proudly showing a baby teeth in his hand, clearly fresh out of his gums. The left one is watching it, halfway between curiosity and disgust. The right one is clearly asking a question to the person taking the picture, eyes looking directly at the camera.
On the back, he can read in a sturdy handwriting :
Jimmy is the first one to loose a baby tooth. Cas can't decide if it's a good thing or not. Manny is trying to understand the science behind it.
Bobby is smiling exactly like Jimmy.
It's been nine years since Dean has disappeared, and Bobby receives an envelope.
Inside is a picture of three boys fighting on grass. They are in a sunbathed garden. The two wearing martial art clothing are clearly at a disadvantage. The one in civilian clothes is dominating the combat.
On the back he can read, in a practiced handwriting
My two alpha sons are getting their asses kicked by their omega brother.
Two years of Krav Maga training tends to beat two months of taekwondo.
Their alpha-father doesn't know. I'm so proud of them.
Bobby is laughing happily, imagining the alpha boys' faces after the fight.
It's been eleven years since Dean has disappeared, and Bobby receives a phone call.
"Singer Salvage Yard."
"He sold him, Bobby !" He recognizes a very angry Sam on the line. He is nineteen years old now, well on his way of becoming a man.
"What ? What are you talking about, boy ?"
"John ! He fucking sold Dean to an alpha ! He sold him to buy more guns, he-"
Bobby doesn't hear the rest of the sentence. He is already grabbing the whisky bottle and taking a swig.
He tries to convince himself that he vomits because of the alcohol.
It's been thirteen years since Dean has disappeared, and Bobby receives an envelope.
Inside are three pictures.
The first one is of a kid in martial art clothing, standing on a ring and holding a trophy. He looks proud and happy.
On the back is written
Cas just won the taekwondo tournament.
The second one is a kid in a medieval costume, standing on a pedestal talking to an imaginary person
On the back, he can read
Jimmy is repeating his part for the school play. He is the prince, in a fantasy world without secondary genders. He is angry because females hold the place of omega there.
The third one is a kid looking at a sheet of paper, starry eyed.
The back says
Manny just discovered his score at the math test.
Bobby pins those next to Sam's high school graduation pictures.
It's been fourteen years since Dean has disappeared, and Bobby hears his doorbell ring.
He is grumpy, nursing a light hangover. He stands up and walks up to the door, ready to threaten the idiot disturbing his peace on a Saturday morning. He'll take his shotgun if it's Jehovah's witnesses again.
When he opens the door, he sees a tall young man with short dirty blond hair and apple green eyes.
The man seems hopeful and nervous. His lips twitch in a small smile when he talks.
"Surprise."
It takes a few seconds for his brain to unfreeze.
Bobby has never hugged anyone so hard.