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The room was painted white and cold and smelt like bleach. Mary looked intently at the door, hoping the lady in here earlier would come back.

"'I'll come back soon'," Mary imitated the lady's voice and rolled her eyes, "yeah, if soon means in a billion years." She mumbled under her breath a bit more until the light grey door did finally open. The lady guestured for Mary to come with her. Mary stood and followed her into a long hallway and the lady helped Mary step over a tiny crack in the ground, so that she crossed over and was now on the airplane.

"It's a short trip, but it'll get you home faster," the lady explained. "I'm sorry again for everything. It must be so difficult for you, finding out your mom was'nt even your mom, then watching her die from a heart attack."

"Thanks for the recap," Mary said sarcastically, but immediately felt bad for saying it. This orphanage volunteer was much nicer than all the others. Mary thanked her, and she smiled, then Mary took her window seat on the small jet plane. More passengers boarded and the plane started up, roared its engines, and took off. Without music to listen to or even a book to read, Mary stared out the window. She daydreamed about nothing in particular, until she felt somethig stir in the seat next to her. She turned around to see someone had sat in the seat to her right...and that someone was Chuck.

"Hi," Mary said, surprised. Chuck smiled kindly and put a hand on hers. "Going back home?" He asked. Mary nodded and he closed his eyes for a second before continuing, "you're probably wanting answers, hmm? Who's your real parents? Are you going to be able to go back to your hunter and angel family?" Mary didn't reply, but he sighed with a nod. "I understand," he said, "but all I can say for now is that Castiel was right. You were my gift to them," he winked, "andas the saying goes, 'when you love something you let it go, if it's really yours it'll come back to you.'" He smiled again and disappeared.

Mary was uncertain if he meant she would be reunited with Dean, Cas, Sam, and Gabe, or he was just saying she would be returning soon to the neighborhood or to school. Either one was fine with her.

She slept the rest of the trip and woke up when a man shook her shoulders lightly. "Wake up," he said, and continued walking down the hall to exit the plane. Mary grabbed her bags and headed out. Excitement and hope filled her mind as she fantasized her dads at the airport lobby waiting for her, ready to drive her in the Impala back home. But when she saw the red neighborhood all-girls orphanage sign and the two employees, her heart sank. She walked over to them and they helped her with her bags, not saying a word. Mary dozed off again during the car ride to the orphanage itself. The sound of lazy rain hitting the car window had lulled her to sleep. She woke back up when the driving volumteer tapped her shoulder. "Time to go," she said gently and helped Mary out.

Mary was given a small room with a pull out couch bed, an empty bookshelf, a small dressed, and a bedside table with a bible on top of it. Mary sat on the bed-couch and flipped through the thining yellow pages of the bible. She knew most of the stories already, thanks to Castiel. And Gabe when he was in a good mood, although the archangel tended to dramaticize the stories and put them into extravagant detail. Mary smiled lightly at the memory of Gabriel telling her Noah's ark as a child. I wonder if the person to adopt me next will tell me stories, Mary wondered, but she already knew the answer. No. She wasn't a child anymore. She was almost seventeen now, almost eighteen...almost an adult. What kind of parent out there looking to adopt would want a seventeen year old hunter? No one.

Dinner at the orphanage was almost as bad as the airplane food. Though instead of little bags of peanuts and Goldfish, there was plastic black treys with microwaved mashed potatoes and skimpily cooked egg rolls from the freezer. Mary sat alone at the end of one of the long tables, watching to other kids. They were all girl, (obviously since it was an all-girl orphanage,) and they seemed to all be within the age range of three to twelve. Mary sighed, moving the potatoes around her trey with her white plastic fork. What did Chuck mean by that "saying"? If you love something, let it go, if it's really yours it'll come back to you, or find it's way back to you, or however that saying went that Chuck had mentioned. What did it mean? Did it stand for something? These questions rattled in Mary's beain as she laid down to sleep that night, trying to at least get an hour or two of sleep.

The next morning Mary forced the cold plain oatmeal that she was given for breakfast down her throat. She knew the truth now--nobody adopted teenagers. She had heard some women whispering about her in the halls. "Poor girl," one of them had said, "she's been through so much its hard to remember she'll never get adopted."

"Mary?" A voice said from the large door to the cafeteria. Mary looked up and saw one of the employees that had been talking standing in the doorway, looking genuinely surprised and happy. Mary cautiously walked over and saw another woman with bright red hair and a huge smile coming towards her.

"Mary!!" She exclaimed, pulling Mary into a giant hug. Mary hugged back, smiling, even though she didn't know who this was. The woman pulled her back and looked her up and down. "You've grown so much!" She exclaimed. "Sorry," Mary said, not being able to stop smiling. Wow, this lady's smile was contagious, "who are you?"

"You probably don't remember me," she said, "I'm Charlie."

"Hi," Mary said, "I'm Mary." Charlie smiled widely, "I know!"

The volunteer stepped forward. "Charlie is here with two men that are wanting to adopt you." Mary smiled weakly. Two men? It couldn't be Dean and Cas. No way.

"One of them is wearing a tan trench coat," Charlie said when she noticed Mary's face falling, "and the other has short brown hair and freckles. Their brothers are here too," Charlie continued, seeing Mary's face lighting up, "one looks like a moose and the other--"

"--is eating a lollipop?!" Mary asked excitedly. Charlie laughed and nodded.

And Mary ran.

She sped down the hall, the volunteer and Charlie racing behind her. She burst through the doors to the lobby and stopped dead in her tracks as two men stood up, the rest still sitting in the maroon-cushioned waiting room chairs. There was her dads, Dean and Castiel Winchester.

"Mary," Cas said, and ran towards her, picking her up and spinning her around, hugging her tightly. Mary couldn't hold the tears in anymore. She cried into Castiel's coat, wet marks staining his shoulder. "Cas...." She sobbed, "thank you for coming back for me. Thank you..."

Then Cas, wiping his own eyes, stood back and let Dean have a turn too. Dean gripped Mary tightly, squeezing her into a hug. Mary sobbed into Dean's brown leather jacket. He smelt like beer and salt and gasoline. "Thanks for coming back for me," she whispered into Dean's ear.

Next she got hugs from Sam and Gabriel, and they were on their way home. Finally, Mary was with her real family, going home for good.

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There's only ONE MORE CHAPTER of Newborn! After this I will begin Charlie Meets Cas and then Newborn x2!! Thanks again for all your support and reads and votes! See you soon :)