Dean Winchester (
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This is Halloween | Itinere

Itinere does something every Halloween. It appears like magic on the morning of the 31st then disappears just as magically on November 1st. Sometimes it's more trick than treat, but this year in keeping with Itinere's recent graciousness, Halloween is all treat. The stores are bedecked in black and orange. Skeletons, more cartoonish than terrifying, hang on doors and there are pumpkins aglow with warm light everywhere. Even the foliage has turned red, gold, orange, and brown overnight. The air is just brisk enough to warrant a jacket or a sweater. The town has turned into a Fall Wonderland.
A fall festival has sprung up in the town square complete with rides, games, hot drink stands, and food trucks. Take a hayride or explore the corn maze. Try your hand at a shooting game or ring toss. Even if you lose, every vendor, shop, ride, and stand is handing out candy. You won't leave empty-handed.
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Needless to say, when Mary calls Dean is still wearing the Batsuit but he is also ready for pie. He's walking around the Carnival talking to kids and he might have stopped by to say hello to Carmen (because he's Batman today and he might want to impress her, just a little) [Spoiler alert: Carmen thought he was ridiculous
and adorable].He walks into the diner and heads straight to the booth where Mary is sitting, sliding into the vinyl booth (okay the suit sticks to the vinyl a little). "What's the pie special today, Bat Mom?" He grins at her like a dork. "So are you a farmer or a super cute Mom scarecrow?"
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She welcomes him at the table with her hand rested on her cheek, eyes fixed on the costume before his. Bat Mom, he says. She smiles at how silly (and adorable) it sounds from him. "Slime pie, Batman." To show him, she turns the display card to him. Exactly what it is is unknown to her. He's observant to notice how his Halloween spirit how inspired her to change. "Yes. My favorite farmer doll when I was growing up looked like this."
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Dean is ridiculous. Mary has probably figured that out by now. In so many ways, Dean is a responsible adult but he's also still a kid. He makes a 'huh' sort of sound as he looks at the display card. "One slice of slime pie and a slice of cherry in case it sucks." He considers Mary's comment, visibly pleased that Mary is sharing bits of her childhood with him. He frowns a little then grins. "I didn't know they made farmer dolls. I totally would have nabbed Sam one if I had."
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She appreciates how Dean as her first child grew up to have a sense of humor reflecting the same goofy kid that was always excited about food. It's one of the first things that put her at ease about him. She chuckles at Dean's caution because it is not what she expect he will find. "We should ask if they will us bring half of each." After all, it's the two of them. She's ready to eat her fair share too. There's a little more to the story that comes with thinking about her doll again. Dean doesn't remember so she tells him, "I gave you that doll when you were a baby. Your Grandmother made it." She grins back with the idea of Sam having one; the context is very sweet.
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Dean won't ever share with Mary that his sense of humor is the only thing that has kept him going some days. He grins at Mary's suggestion because it's a good one and he likes that his mom eats the way he does (or as close to any other person Dean knows). Dean looks a little surprised at Mary's reveal, though he shouldn't be."Yeah? I don't remember it. 'Least I don't think I do." He pauses to consider it a moment then shakes his head, brow furrowing. "Maybe a little?" He wants to remember it, but like most of his memories of Mary, he isn't sure how much is made up because he wants it and how many are real.
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They have that common. Some days, all she has to cope with the whiplash of timeis the faces of her family and their stories. Today is one of the better ones. She could give him a run for his money in round one of an eating contest, but no one eats close to as much Dean does unless they're pregnant. (P.S. She ate way too much when pregnant with Dean). She doesn't fault him for not remembering; he was four at the time. "It's okay that you don't remember." She hopes that eases his mind despite the obvious way he wants to remember it. She'd be open to any questions he had about what was real.
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There is nothing that Dean wouldn't do to give Mary (and the Winchester men) those years back. (Maybe that's Dean's problem or maybe he was the influence. John had actually worried a little about it, but he was smart enough not to say anything). It does ease his unfounded guilt when she says it's okay that he doesn't remember. He hesitates a moment and takes a sip of his coffee. "I--I remember you dancing around the kitchen with me." His brow furrows. "The Beatles...maybe?" He looks up at her, eyebrow raised in askance.
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How much they're alike sometimes is almost uncanny and there is nothing she wouldn't do to give Dean some piece of mind as well. Moving from one memory to another works for her. Did they order the pie already? It arrives when Dean looks thoughtful yet uncertain of his memory. Mary remembers it like yesterday and smiles to confirm he remembers it fine. "Always... Okay well, some of the time. You liked to dance so we weren't waiting for dinner to finish cooking." She may be biased but Dean was the sweetest kid she knew.
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For the moment, that's the only way Dean knows. It helps that they've been building a relationship here. The pie arrives at the perfect time. He grins at her addition to the memory. "I still don't like waiting to eat," he tells her. "Maybe that's part of why I like cooking." He's doing something active while waiting to eat. She's absolutely biased, but that's okay. Dean likes her memory of his childhood.
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One of the things she is grateful for is the relationship they're building. Perfect timing. She chuckles simply because one one hand neither does she like waiting for food and also he didn't get cooking from her. She can see why Dean does better with something to do. "You never could sit still," she provides. "Usually, you would need juice or a cheese stick to stay at the table." She recalls a time or two when he would get it for himself.
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He considers a moment. "Sammy had this phase he went through. He was a chubby little kid then he decided he wanted to be on the soccer team. He was pretty good. Lost all his baby fat. Probably had something to do with turning 12 too."
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It does not escape her attention that everything but Dean is in that story. "And your face when you were little was different?"
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Oh, Dean is in the story in every way, but Dean doesn't mention his part in that story to her. "I didn't ever really go through the chubby kid stage." He was too busy making sure Sammy had enough to eat. "Sam's the one with the sweet tooth. He hides it pretty well now, but he didn't always."
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He shouldn't leave those parts out because Mary is as interested in them as she is with Sam. She can see she has to ask specific questions with Dean and that's fine. "Are there pictures to of you two to compare?" She seen the ones in the library, but now that they're talking about this, she wants another look. "It's possible he gets that from me. Though, I don't hide it." She smiles at the end.
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Dean only ever wants to hit the highlights of his life (has he told her that he killed Hitler?). Mary will have to ask specific questions about Dean's childhood because a lot of it wasn't what he considers a highlight. "Nah...well.. I might have a couple in the firebox in my room. I'll show you them when we get home." There are pictures of Mary in there (of course) and of John and Mary. There's also pictures of Dean and Sam as kids as well as this one. Dean will be happy to show her those. "Sam started this health kick after college, I guess. He got really serious about it five years later or so." You know, about the time he was recovering from blood addiction, which Dean won't share with Mary and which hasn't happened to the Sam here (Dean prays on a damn regular basis
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He hasn't, actually. If he wants to hit some highlights, she would be impressed with the killing Hitler story. For now, anything she will ask Dean will come as she thinks of them. But there is too much she wants to ask, and too little certainty of the things he did growing up to know where to start. It's a small reprieve to the guessing game when Dean mentions the pictures in the firebox. "I would like that." She can only guess what he has in there. She does hope there is something that would answer her questions and give her something to ask about. Like how long it seems Dean has known Castiel for. "Well...it's not the worst thing for him. Just means a few more vegetables for dinner and more burgers for us, you know?" She smiles and takes a fry from her plate to chomp. There's something to cherish about one son having the same eating habits as herself and the other choosing to eat well despite what she passed on.
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They've got time here, something he will never stop being grateful for. "You know he likes tofu bacon? Who the hell likes tofu bacon?" he jokes, but he agrees with that mindset.
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She has family right in front of her. "Okay. We'll call it nice." She can't and won't argue with that grin. It's a little like looking at a mirror image of John's.
The time that has already passed has helped her adjust. A piece of her is grateful they got time too. "Tofu bacon? How does that happen?" Her nose wrinkles because she's never heard of that one before.
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She does and Dean appreciates that his family is here every day.
"Dude, hell if I know. It's weird and tastes nothing like bacon. Ask him though. He'll be happy to make you some along with one of those gross green things he drinks."
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There is a little more to share about her parents some other time though. "So what can't he do?," she asks then nods because it's very surreal. "Naming you two after them was the easiest decision I made." She can't ever really put into words how important her parents were to her as they were in her life for so long. But it made sense to her to give a piece of that love to each one of her sons.
It's the mention of Dean being at dinner that doesn't connect to any memory she has and she visibly looks to him puzzled. However, the story Impala is easier to connect because she remembers the day John drove the Impala home well. He had said something like that. "That was you?" She shouldn't be surprised really. Her smile grows because the word incredible has always been Dean's way of giving a compliment.
"You used to say that to me all the time," she tells him. The memory of four year old Dean using it on people or new experiences comes back to her like it was yesterday.
She softly chuckles. "I'll take your word for it." Of course she will pass. She loves when she can sit down with Sam but tea is more than satisfactory.
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He nods, pleased with himself. "I know you wanted Dad to get a van, but..." he shakes his head. He couldn't let that happen.
He looks surprised at that. "Yeah? Guess I haven't changed that much." In some ways, he hasn't but in others (of course) he has.
"maybe we can con Dad into trying one," he suggests in a conspiratorial tone.
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Rainman, Dean? The small reference very clearly goes over Mary's head as evidenced by her brow arching; the gist behind it not so much to stop her chuckle. "Explain that one to me." She rests her chin into her palm.
She remembers how she said to John that a van would be the safest option. "I'm glad that you didn't let that happen," she admits. Today, she knows a van would have been a mistake.
"No" she shakes her head to agree. The only difference Mary sees sometimes is that Dean is able to use more words to express himself, but his actions still remain his primary form of expression.
"A protein shake?" The suggestion itself isn't shocking, but the conspiratorial tone makes it sound as if they've become partners in crime. Mary is on board. "You know you can't make your dad do anything he doesn't want to, but tell me your idea."