The Supernatural X-Files

In the Beginning Pt. 3

John and Mary pulled up to Mary's house in the Impala. "See you later?"

"If you're lucky," Mary said as they kissed and she got out of the car. As Mary approached the house Dean and Maxima appeared. "Dean and Max, right? I'm not sure you should come in,"

"You can trust us. I mean, come on, we're all hunters, right? I mean, we're-we're practically family," Dean said, resulting in Max nudging him in the ribs.

"Yeah, thing is, my Dad, he's a little, um..."

"Oh, I gotta meet him,"

"You've heard of him?"

"Clearly not enough," Maxima muttered

***

"So, you're both hunters?" Samuel asked Maxima and Dean "Well, tell me something, you kill vampires with wooden stakes or silver?"

"Neither, you cut their heads off," Dean replied

Mary smiled.

"So, did I pass your test?" Dean asked

"Yep. Now get out of my house," Samuel said

"Dad!" Mary argued

"I don't trust other hunters, Dean, Maxima, don't want their help, don't want them around my family,"

Deanna was setting the table in the next room, and called to Samuel "Knock it off, Samuel,"

"They're hunters,"

Deanna walked into the room. "Who passed your little pop quiz, and now I am inviting them to dinner. Are you hungry?"

"Starving," Max admitted

"Good. I'm Deanna, you've met my husband Samuel, now wash up,"

Maxima looked at Dean "Samuel and Deanna?"

Dean nodded

"Really?" Max asked

***

Dean, Mary, Samuel, Deanna, and Maxima were sitting around the dining room table eating dinner. Deanna leaned over and touched Dean's arm.

"First time in Lawrence, Dean?" Deanna asked

"Well, it's been a while. Things sure have changed...I think," Dean replied

"You working a job?" Samuel asked

"Yeah, maybe," Maxima muttered as she still tried deciphering Castiel's message to her.

"What's that mean?"

"It means we don't trust other hunters either, Samuel," Dean retaliated

"Hey, um, so why were you following me and John?" Mary asked

"We thought something was after your boyfriend," Max replied

"But um, we don't think that anymore," Dean added

"John Winchester mixing it up with spirits, can you imagine?" Deanna mused

"I saw that," Mary said towards her father.

"What?" Samuel asked

"That sour lemon look,"

"Now hold on, John's a really, really nice...naive civilian,"

"So what? You'd rather me be with a guy like this?" Mary nodded to Dean

"What?" Dean asked "No, no. No,"