Nesbit, Mississippi
"Mom, I just don't understand what problem is."
"The problem is that I don't want you involved in your father's business."
"That's just it. How can I stay out of it if I barely even know anything about him?"
"Honey... (soft groan) John was a very complicated man. In fact, complicated doesn't even begin to describe that man."
"I still deserve to know who he is. Can you..."
"Was..."
"What?"
"Was... the kind of man he was. Honey he passed away years ago. You were still so young, I didn't want you to get hurt."
"Are you kidding me right now! Don't you think I deserved to at least that my own father was dead! How could you!"
"Sweetheart, there is so much about this world that you don't understand."
"And who's fault is that, mom. My entire life all you've done is shelter and control me. Well, news flash! I'm 22 now! You're no longer allowed to keep me under your thumb."
"Fine. Okay. I give up. If this is really what you want..."
"It is."
"Then I guess there's something that I need to give you."
"What is this."
"It's your fathers journal. One of them at least. There's another one, Hope. He made two. Onefor you... and the other one for your brothers."
"Brothers?!"
"Yes, brothers. From his first wife, Mary.
Their names are...
Sam and Dean Winchester."
This is just a sort of prologue for the story I want to write. I hope y'all enjoy. This is my first FanFiction. Please feel free to comment and of course follow and/or favorite if you want to keep up with the story. ?