Mary rubs her eyes, trying to stay awake. She has been up for hours, trying to track down a single, small, stupid object.
“Hey, Mom,” Sam says, sitting down beside her and offering up a cup of coffee. “Long night, huh?”
Mary gives him a small smile and accepts the warm drink and the respite from tiredness he offers. “Yeah. I just-… It’s kind of stupid, but I was hoping maybe I could find my wedding ring. The meaning is long gone, I just… I dunno. I wanted to know what happened to it.”
Sam raises his eyebrows and gives her a small smile. “Oh, is that all? You should’ve asked one of us. Dean’s had it for years.”
Now it’s Mary’s turn to look surprised. “What? He has it?”
Sam nods, taking a drink from his own coffee. “Yeah. I’m sure if you asked, he would let you look at it. He might give it back, but I wouldn’t place any bets on that. It means a lot to him.”
Mary nods, almost to herself. “I wouldn’t ask for it back. I just… wanted to see it again, after everything.”
Sam gives her a small smile. “Reminds you that there was a simpler time?”
“Yeah, something like that.”
As if on cue, Dean walks into the room, bundled up in his robe. “Morning,” he grunts, going to get himself some caffeine.
“Hey, Dean,” Mary starts slowly. “Sam tells me you have my wedding ring?”
Dean pauses with the mug to his lips. “Why?”
“I was just hoping I might could see it again.”
Dean frowns for a moment before nodding. “Yeah, sure.” He walks out of the room, yelling, “Cas! Mom wants to see your ring!”
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