Not Until We Are Lost

Rob wasn't exactly stalking the man who was but would never be his father. No, he wasn't. He was just very aware of where Sam Winchester was most days. He'd quickly discerned a pattern for the tallest of Winchesters, and had inserted himself just as quickly into one part of it. They worked out together. Oh, it wasn't a long drawn out thing, but Rob had to check the man out before throwing it all out there.

He couldn't help notice as he was doing his best to look normal that he wasn't as ...small as he used to be, especially when compared to his father. The Man of Letters had always taken after his father in the healthy lifestyle - Sam had been able to become even more so once he'd settled into the bunker with his wife and two kids. Actually they'd been sort of settled before Rob ever showed, but the place had become more of a home with the second child.

Rob had made them a family of four. Now he was about to be the undoing of another family.

He settled into a few reps with a weight and watched himself and Sam go through their routines. He didn't leer thankfully. He just worked out.

"So, crazy huh?" Yeah, that was the way to start this awkward conversation. "The aliens and all."