Author's note: My headcanons for John are born from a frustration at the lack of backstory for pretty much all of the characters in Ghost Hunt, particurally John, since he's my favorite character. So I started creating headcanons for his family, where he lived, what he was like in school, who his friends were; the whole nine yards. After a bit of research into the Catholic priesthood (just surface stuff, I don't know everything) I realized that there's actually a lot of schooling involved, and that men aren't ordained until they're 25, normally, but exceptions can be made. I figured that, if John was ordained by the time he's 18-19, then he would have had to graduate high school early to get all that done so fast. So he must be a genius. That's really the basis for a lot of his behavior in these oneshots, that he's a genius who graduated high school by the time he's thirteen years old. I'll explain a little bit more about his schooling once the particular oneshot needs it, but I don't want to make this note very long. As for his family and where he lives, I felt like putting him on a ranch, near a small town. He has a large family, three older brothers, one older sister, and a younger sister. His oldest brother, Matthew, is quite a few years older (in his teens by the time John was born) Mark and Sarah (twins) are just a few years younger than Matthew, and so are in junior high when John came along, Luke is about six years older than John (Matthew, Mark, Luke, John... see what I did there?) and Rachel is two years younger. That's all you need to know for this one! I hope you enjoy these!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own John, or Ghost Hunt. I do, however, own the rest of the characters in these oneshots.

I'd also like to give a thank you to thebookhobbit, who has given me a TON of help with these. (She's my beta!)

Picture: A two or three year old John, dressed in shorts, a t-shirt, and tennis shoes, sitting on Matthew's shoulders (Matthew is in his late teens) staring up at fireworks. They're in the middle of a crowd in a park in Sydney- a festival type thing. Matthew is looking at the camera with a laughing 'look at John's face' expression.

They had told him that the fireworks would make a lot of noise, and not to be scared. He knew they were worried about taking him; Mom had to put him to bed long before a storm started, or he would wake the whole house with his crying. But Sarah had told him that fireworks were pretty, not scary like the lightening, and that the noises they made weren't as bad as thunder was, and he believed her.

Matthew let him sit on his shoulders, since Dad had broken his arm in a rodeo and John wouldn't be able to see otherwise. John had learned how to stay really still and balance just like on Tractor, the family pony, and so Matthew really had nothing to complain about. Besides, John liked being around Matthew. Sure, he didn't play trains, or draw, or read books, or ride around on Tractor with him like Luke did - he was too busy with theatre - but every once in a while, when Luke had stuff to do (John didn't know what) and both his parents were busy, Matthew (well, Mark and Sarah too, but Matthew was the one who offered) would bring him to theatre rehearsals. Those were fun! He would get to sit with Sister Karla, who would coo over him like Mom's friends did, only with her it wasn't quite as uncomfortable and weird, and she would let him push the buttons on the CD player to start and stop the music. Yeah, John liked Matthew.

Sarah warned him when the fireworks were going to start. They were so pretty! Yeah, they were really loud, but Sarah was right, they weren't as loud as the thunder. And all the colors! They were so bright and colorful! He could see mom taking pictures out of the corner of his eye, but for once he was way more interested in the fireworks than anything else. He could only stare wide-eyed up in the sky, totally in awe. When the finale started, he almost fell off Matthew's shoulders in surprise, but quickly turned back to staring open mouthed as one went off right after the other.

He fell asleep almost instantly once they got in the car, mumbling a 'thank you' and drifting off before they could ask him any more questions.