Good morning Dear colleagues, again, i´m here to present you my new story on supernatural.
Again, its follow the same discription of (Winchester Redirected)and takes place, a week maybe after Dean´s and Lisa´s wedding. Also, this story its losely based on the episode 6 from season 12 ''Celebring the life of Asa Fox, so, there will be spoilers, so to speek.
It´s the only thing i have to say about this story this time, so i wish you a nice reading time and a very awesome weekebd.
i hope you like it
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The OC character Stan McArthur, is borrowed from my dear colleague and friend DSCWin. And the tittle is after the Portuguese translation of the movie 12 Angry Men, whose name became twlve men and a veredict
12 HUNTERS AND A VEREDICT - Part 1
''Daddy, what's Honeymoon again?" 28 year old Samuel Thomas Winchester asked from the kitchen table as he played with his toy impala he had gotten for his birthday a few months ago.
His father, John Winchester took in a deep breath as he cooked dinner. "It's a vacation, Sammy." He said stirring the stew so it wouldn't burn the bottom. "A vacation for couples to get to know each other better. To relax and not worry about things." It was the third time he had to explain it to his son, since his oldest Dean and his newly wedded wife got married a couple of weeks before. He knew that Sam only asked because he missed his older brother terribly.
John gave a small distant smile as he remembered the wedding of his oldest boy. It was a simple service that was held at a church. John's friend Pastor Jim married the two and Bobby had to step in as best man at the last second to take Sam's place for his son got scared at the crowd and began to cry. John even gave a chuckle at his speech laced with lots of wine and champagne at the reception and how he said he was completely sure his wife, Mary, would have given anything to see it happen. He was very proud of his son and he knew deep down with late wife was as well.
"Daddy, did you go on a honey moon?" Sam asked his eyes full of curiosity.
"Yeah, I did, with your mom." John said thinking about when he and his wife Mary enjoyed their trip to Maine for their honeymoon. "Everyone who ever got married went on a honeymoon." John smiled.
"Okay." Sam nodded and turned his attention to his toy car not wanting to disgust anymore on the subject.
John was amazed at how quickly his son's attention changed one subject to another. But the smell of the stew starting to boil he knew that dinner was almost ready. "Sammy do you mind helping me with the table?" Sam's head looked up at his father and smiled. "And after dinner, we'll take Tracy for a walk. Sound like a plan?"
"Yeah!" Sam said excitedly and jumped to his feet.
John handed Sam their plastic bowls and told him to put then at the table, but as John reached to grab the glasses from the top shelf the phone started to ring. John looked down at his watch and knew that Dean and Lisa would be in bed at this time and cautiously picked up the receiver. "Did you kids get in a fight already?" John asked a smile on his face as he thought it was his oldest and new Daughter in law.
"John, it's Jo actually." John's smile faded. He knew that Jo would never call him unless something was wrong with her or her mother Ellen and he prayed that nothing had happened. "John, mom's dead. I came home from a hunt and found her dead in her house." John felt himself sliding down to the floor as his legs felt weak with the news. "John, I want to know if you'd be able to come for the funeral."
John was silent for a minute before nodding which was stupid before saying softly. "Yeah I'll be there." Sam sensed his father's distress and walked over to him.
"Daddy, what's wrong?" John tried to move the tears that were threatening to come out of his eyes before being helped up to his feet. "Why are you so sad? Are you missing Dee too?"
John nodded and hugged his son tightly in a bear hug. "Yeah I miss Dean too. But that's not why I'm sad." Sam looked at his dad confusion in his hazel eyes. "You remember your Aunt Ellen? The one I keep telling stories about?" Sam nodded unsure what his dad was meaning. "Well, Ellen had gotten hurt and God asked her to live with him. So," he hesitated he never liked bringing his son with him on long trips without Dean's help. But he knew that everyone who could watch Sam was busy so he knew it was the last option he had. "Would you like to come so we can say goodbye?" the father asked and without much understand, the childlike man just nodded.
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John decided to take the trip the next day in the afternoon. In the morning before he left after lunch, John worked in his store and making sure that Jessica, the young cashier he had hired to help his son with the store, could handle taking care of the store while he was away. She smiled and reassured him that everything would be just fine. John said his goodbye, grabbed his duffel bag that he had packed for him and Sam before leaving to pick up Sam from his school.
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It was a relaxing trip even though most of the times Sam couldn't stay quiet and would either talk to himself or his dad.
"Daddy?" Sam asked after staying quiet for only a few minutes. "Is Dee going to say goodbye to Aunt Ellen too?"
John shook his head slowly. "No, he's not going to be able to." He said pulling over to the other lane as he was in an exit only and didn't need to leave the highway. "He's on vacation remember? But don't worry I'll tell him once he gets home from his trip with Lisa."
"But he knew Aunt Ellen too." Sam said. "Wouldn't he be sad that he won't be able to say goodbye before she goes and lives with God?"
"Yes he would be sad. But I don't want to make him sad while he's still on his trip."
"Okay." Sam sniffed cleaning his nose on his sleeve making John groan with annoyance. "Sorry daddy." Sam said noticing his error. "I forgot."
"It's okay kiddo." John said handing Sam a tissue from the glove box. "Wipe yourself off." And Sam did what he was asked to do.
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It was earlier the next morning when John and Sam arrived at the bar a few minutes late then the time Jo had said to be there. John's fellow hunters understood of the lateness and greeted both John and Sam in tight hugs. Even though Sam knew most of them his face began to blush as his childlike shyness took over. Jo normally would be annoyed at how childlike Sam was but seeing him there, this time she make an effort to stay in the same room as everyone she thought it best to let it slide. Besides, Ellen enjoyed having Sam visiting them all the time.
"Jo." John said pulling the young woman close him as she wrapped her arms around him. "I'm so sorry for your loss."
"Thanks John." She said tears streaming down her cheeks. "She'd be happy that you came." She turned to look over at Sam who tried to hide behind his dad. "It's good to see you too, Sammy." She said wrapping the giant child in her arms.
"There's a lot of people here." Sam mumbled keeping his head down.
"Yeah, I know. Look there's Caleb. Maybe he has something to make you more relaxed." Sam's head slowly lifted and smiled as he saw Caleb motion for the tall man child towards him. In his hands he held a few toy cars. John nodded his approval towards Sam and he watched as his son, not trying to be disrespectful walked cheerfully towards Caleb and instantly saw him start to play.
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There was food and drink that everyone in the room helped them too. Each of them took their time to say goodbye to Ellen even Sam took a moment to say goodbye and ask his father, "Why is Aunt Ellen wrapped up like a mummy? She needs to breath doesn't she?" John fought back the tears as he still hadn't completely explained death his young son, for he never had found the time to.
"She's looking her best for God." He said after a few minutes , saying goodbye to Ellen before they both left.
A few hours had passed and while Sam was been distracted watching some Television at the back at the bar, John was sitting with his friends, Rufus and Bobby who had just finished with the Pyre for Ellen's send off, when the room became quiet, as the door opened up and walked in his dark brown hair severely messed up hair wearing a dirty heavy coat and the faint smell of whiskey was over his clothes.
"What kind of boyfriend shows up late for his own girlfriend's funeral?" Bobby growled.
"Boyfriend?" John asked and Bobby nodded.
"His name is Stan McArthur." Rufus said eyeing Stan as he walked up to Jo and tightly embraced her but saw that Jo did not return the hug. "Not a bad hunter but he's a terrible boyfriend. At least that's what Jo says about him."
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The ceremony goes on, Stan seemed a bit uneasy with everything around him and just stayed at the corner, observing. John helped a very anxious Sam with his food and the eulogies were been read, well almost, as Sam decided to forget the concept of been quiet while a few people read.
Once the eulogies finished, they prepared to leave the room for the salty and burn, when suddenly, the front door closed noisily and the room start to became colder and colder.
''what the hell?'' Bobby barked as John ran to his son´s side and stayed in front of him, protectively
''Daddy…'' Sam whimper, fingers pluck at the back of John´s dress shirt, scaring
''Daddy´s here to protect you, Sammy, nothing will happen'' John whispered back.
''WELL'' Suddenly all eyes set in Rufus, whose eyes now were red as blood ''since everyone is here, let's get the fun started!'' he said as a black smoke left his mouth and entered Sam, who falls on the ground with a thud
''Sam!'' John turned to help his son, but to his surprise, he gets up quickly and very non Sam´s like
''Cool!'' the demon, now dressed as Sam, look at himself up to down ''I never possessed a retarded before. This is so cool!'' he laugh playing with Sam´s hands in a very stereotyped mentally handicap way.
''get the hell out of my son!'' John was furious and the demon looked at him with Sam´s puppy dog´s eyes
''oww! Come on Johnny!'' the Sam/Demon said ''let me stay here just till the end of the night, I promise the retarded here will be okay'' he said turning around
''get out and stop calling him like this'' it was Jo who snapped and in response, the demon/Sam rushed to her and engulf her in a tight embrace
''my condolences, Jo, my condolences'' he said trying to imitated the hunchback Quasimodo´s way to talk
''how dare you came here? After killed my mother!'' Jo´s eyes were filled with tears, but the on the other hand, the demon seemed confused
''what? Just because I'm a demon, it´s doesn't mean I killed the poor old lady.'' He said ''what a judgment, Miss Jo, your mother would be very disappointed'' he said, making her cry
''you son of a bitch…'' Bobby took his gun to shot him, but the beast stopped him
''now, now Bobby, no violence, the retarded is fine, no worry. Besides…'' he, looked at John ''I bet Johnny there would never forgive you if you hurt poor Sammy here. And what Big Brother Dean would say?'' the demon took a deep breath ''now, let´s play a game'' he said ''imagine we´re at a court room, I'm the judge and all of you will be the defenders. There will be no prosecutors, lawyers or jury. Your consciences will be your own allies. And the accusation? The murder of that poor woman right there'' he finished, pointing to Ellen´s body, with an evil grim
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