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The Winchesters

Mark's POV~

I walk into the shop and get straight to work. I fix cars until I see a familiar Impala 67 out front. 

"Hey Zack, I'll be right back."
"Ok Mark." 

I walk out and stare at the empty car. I write a note and stick it on the windshield wiper. I go back to work and grab a coke as I work on the next car.

{Fill the load, another round of shots. TIME SKIP FOR WHAT}

I'm sitting in my apartment, reading, when I hear a knock on my door. I open it and the FBI agents are standing there with the note I wrote held up.

"Good, you got my note." I rolled my eyes and lead them inside.
"Can we ask what this is about?" Sam asks.
"Well Sam, Cass played a little bit with my memory and now I have to wait a few days before he can give me the rest of it."
"Wait, Cass was here?" Dean asks.
"Yes, I needed him to try to remember what happened." Cass says appearing next to him.

They jump and I chuckle at Cass's sudden appearance. We talk for hours until Dean suggests calling Jack.

"No! I barely remember what's happened as it is! I don't need him to get caught up in this!"
"Mark, this is your husband we're talking about. Who filed a missing persons case months ago." Sam said with a small edge to his voice.

I look at him in confusion. 

"Jack had filed a missing person case on me? Why?"
"Because you were 9 months pregnant and in labour when you were taken." Dean says looking up from his beer.
"I was 9 months and in labour? Who was I taken by?"
"We don't know. That's why we need to call Jack."
"FIne but don't tell him I'm in the room."

They nod and put their on speaker as they called.

"Hello?" I hear Jack's voice ask on the line.
"Hey Jack, it's Sam and Dean. Uh, we have some information on one Markiplier Fischbach if you want to hear."
"You better not be fucking around with me. I have four children listening to this that are a third as worried I am. Spill it."
"Well, we talked to 'Mr. Fischbach' and he didn't recognize us. We took him outside to talk to him but all we got was 'I'm missing 15 years of my life.' Oh, and we're in Oklahoma."
"What? He doesn't remember any of it? But all the things we went through, gone."
"Well, not necessarily. If we know who took him maybe we could pull something to get those 15 years back." Sam says with a joyful spark.
"He was taken by someone in the past. They needed the babies."
"Babies?" I mouth confused.
"Uh, babies? Like as in more than one?" Dean asks a bit scared.
"Mark was pregnant with twins at the time."
"Seriously? I have a hard time believing that." I accidentally say out loud.
"Was that Mark?!?! He's with you?!?!"
"We. . . . have him tied up." Dean says with a short pause.
"You what?!?!"
"We didn't have a choice. He was putting up a fight so we had to before we could even start to try to retrieve his memories." Cass says impatiently.
"Why the hell are you there Cass?!?!"
"I get you're upset with me but please be calm for the moment. I still have to retrieve his memories. And it is a painful process." Cass say grabbing my shoulder and sticking his hand through me.

Flashes of images run through my mind as I yell in pain. I'm still missing a few years, I know it.

"I fucking hate you you sons o' bitches." I groan as I lean on the chair in front of me.
"What did you do?!?!"
"I touched his soul to make him remember."
"I thought you have to wait." Dean asked.
"Only when he's done it before." I groan.
"What do you mean Mark?" Sam asks.
"Exactly what I said asshole." I say rubbing my eyes.

I quickly slap Cass upside the head. He flinches and steps away from me.

"I thought angels were supposed to help!" I hear a boy speak.

I try to place the voice but I can't. It's too familiar.

"Sam, calm down. We can't do anything from here." Jack says to the boy.

I start to pace back and forth. 'Sam, Sam, Sam. I know that name.' I think to myself before it hits me. He's my oldest son. I snap my fingers in victory.

"Mark, what is it?" Dean asks.
"Before I woke up in the hospital, something that had to do with Sam and Tim happened. I don't know exactly what but something happened."
"Happen to know who kidnapped you?" 

I think a moment. Then it hits me like a wrecking ball.

"The first one." I say starting to pace.
"The first what? Jack?"
"The first Anti. He traveled forward in time to steal the babies."
"He didn't steal them. He told me he was setting the timeline." I say as I continue to pace.
"Did he say anything else?" Cass asks.
"He called the babies by names. Like they were supposed to be called that. He also told me that we would still raise them."
"What were the names?" My son Sam asks.
"Sam and Tim. He called them your names. And your names exactly."
"Why would he call them 'Sam and Tim'?" Jack asks.
"I-I don't remember. It's there, I know it is but I can't remember." I say starting to pace faster.
"Okay Mark, calm down. We're going to need to replace the carpet at this rate." Dean says stopping me.
"Okay, I'm good." I say taking a breath.

I lean on the wall and take a minute. Jack seems pretty worried over something, I know it.

*Holy fuck that's alot. Well hoped you liked it! See all you lovely masturbation Nekos in the next chapter!*