Ok guys this is a rewrite, I didn't like what I had done with the first one, this will probably be similar, if not the same in some chapters. And hopefully this will turn out better then the first one did.
Summary- their dad told them not to leave a town that had nothing supernatural in it. Now they must conquer their fear, and if they don't they will fall, and the demon will win, and hell itself will rain down.
Chapter 1 - Hunted
Thicker then Water
Another hotel room, another town, the sound of rain and a shower mixing together in the background, Sam winced his eyes trying to focus on the computer screen in front of him. He heard the shower turn off and the door open.
"You got anything yet?" He heard Dean's voice ask; he shook his head and turned when he heard Dean sigh.
"I don't get why dad sent us here and told us that we couldn't leave for four days, that's just not like him." Sam nodded his head in agreement, Dean was the always the one that would blindly follow their dad, he wasn't one to question him, but even Dean could see that this town had nothing supernatural about it.
"There must be something important here, or he wouldn't have phoned and told us to stay………………….Maybe he's going to meet us here." Sam tried to keep the hope out of his voice, but the look on Deans face told him that he didn't succeeded. Sam shook his head, he knew that it was a long shot, but then why else would their father send them here.
"We will stay and if nothing happens after four days we're out of here." Sam nodded his head and excused him self while he showered. He came out half an hour later to see his brother looking out the window, Sam immediately thought that something was wrong and went for his gun on the bedside table and went to stand at his brother's side.
"Dude." Dean turned and let out a chuckle when he saw that Sam had his gun ready.
"What can I say im a guy……..come on little brother, its time we went and got ourselves some money were running kinda low"
"Dude we got to find another way of getting money, and you only want to see her again." Dean turned to his brother and smirked before slipping into his leather jacket and opening the door.
They arrived in the hotels bar, their senses being assaulted by the various sounds and smells that one would associate with a bar, and just as Dean expected the women that he had seen earlier was there and was stood at the pool table
"I bet you $40 that you can't win" the girl turned to face the voice that just spoke; her eyes raked up and down his body, before they came to rest on Sam, she gave him the once over and smiled knowingly, before her eyes once again found Deans, she smiled kindly at him, and took out her money and slapped it onto the table.
"$40 says I can." Dean just smirked down at her and then turned to Sam giving him an this is going to be easy look, Sam just rolled his eyes and took a seat so that he could watch the game
Four games later and Dean called it quits, he had only managed to win one game, and Dean guesses he only won that because she let him, all though she wasn't admitting it. Sam looked in amazement as Dean sourly handed the money over to him.
" You could at least give me your name, after all you did just embarrass me." she laughed , her eyes twinkling, she shook her head silently telling him that he didn't embarrass himself, and Dean felt a familiar twitch in his stomach which he quickly dismissed, and took her outstretched hand.
"Im Catherine and you are."
"Dean and this is my brother Sam." Her eyes wondered over to Sam and she once again gave him a knowing smile.
"Well it was good doing business with you." she turned on her heel, and Sam noticed that his brother was checking her out. He laughed to himself and Dean playfully hit him on the head.
They arrived back at the hotel room and Dean took a seat on one of the beds while Sam re-took his place at the computer hoping that he had missed something the first five times.
"Well so much for getting some money." Dean could hear the smile in his brother's voice and threw a pillow at his head.
"There's something about her." Sam turned to face his brother and flicked the laptop shut and turned to his brother he raised his brows and Dean gave him a look that simply said shut the hell up.
"Im being serious I think she was hiding something, maybe she's the reason dad sent us here." Sam raised his eyebrow at the last part. Innless she was evil which Sam highly doubted as he wasn't getting the evil vibe of her, he had no idea why their father would send them after a human.
"Dean" Dean shook his head and stood up stopping Sam in mid sentence
"I think she might be a hunter." Sam looked up his eyes locking with this brothers, he had know idea were Dean got the idea, but it didn't make sense, they had hardly ever met any other hunters let alone any females, the chances of them running into one now was slim to none.
"What makes you think that?" Dean sighed and turned to face his brother, locking eyes with him for a second before he looked away. Dean always hated eye contact with his brother, because it showed all the pain and horrors that they had seen in their lifetime, and he wished more then anything that Sam still had the innocence that he had as a kid.
"Her eyes, she must be what nineteen; she has the same look in her eyes that you have in yours." Sam ran his hand through his hair and shook his head.
"Hey Sammy come here." Sam moved from the bed, choosing to ignore the nickname that he hated so much, and went over to the window where his brother was looking out of, and he to peered out of it, trying to find what his brother was looking at.
"Dad.?" Sam turned to face his brother, hopeing that he wasn't imagining things, so when Dean nodded his head he gave a sigh of relief, he went back to looking out of the window, knowing that rushing out to meet him was a bad idea, because neither Dean nor Sam knew whether it was safe, so what ever happened next was up to their dad.
But the one thing that they didn't expect to happen happened, they watched as their father took a couple of steps from his truck, sway on his feet slightly and then collapse to the floor.
The hotel door next to them opened and they saw Catherine step out, she was wearing her pajamas, and when she noticed the man that was lying on the floor she dropped the ice bucket and ran over to him, skidding to his side, seconds before Dean and Sam arrived.
Catherine rolled him over so that he was lying on his back, and gasped at the sight of blood on her hands, she quickly checked his body but with his cloths on she couldn't see clearly were he was losing the blood from.
"Dad." she snapped her eyes in Sam and Deans direction, she nodded her head, and turned back to John.
"We need to get him inside now, take him to my room and put him on the bed." They didn't even need to question her as they sprang into action, and between them they managed to get him into the hotel room and onto the bed.
Catherine followed them in, and immediately rushed to his side and began, her head that was covered in blood went to his throat hopeing to find a pulse, when she didn't she cursed under her breath and began CPR.
"Come on John you got to breathe for me come on." Dean and Sam turned to face each other both of them with their eyebrows raised, both deciding to wait before they started asking questions. They saw their father breath on his own and they both let out sighs of relief/
"Dean help me remove his coat and top, I need to check the wound, Sam top drawer over there bring me everything just to be on the safe side" They nodded and when Sam returned, he could see his fathers wound, it was positioned just below his ribs and it was deep the blood, but he couldn't tell what sort of weapon created the wound.
"Dean, you gonna have to hold him down cause this is gonna hurt like hell." Dean raised his brow at her, but nodded his head, both of his hands going to his fathers shoulders, and he pressed down until his fathers body was securely on the bed.
"Sam pour some TCP, vodka, and holy water in to the bowl and pass me the cloth." He quickly did as he was told and watched as his brother held him down by the shoulders as Catherine expertly applied the mixture to his fathers wound, and then went on to stitch it up.
When she was done she went and washed her hands, and poured the mixture down the sink while she was at it. When she re-entered the room she saw both of them were sitting at their father's side, and John was awake and attempting to sit up, with both Sam and Dean attempting but not successfully to hold him down. Both boys had a look of deep concentration on their faces, as they studied their father; she shook her head and moved forward. Making her presence known.
"What happened John?" The boys turned to face Catherine and stood up; yea she helped save their fathers life, but they didn't know her, and the fact that she knew them was more then likely a bad thing. John held out his hand gently touching Sam and Dean, they turned to face him, and sat back down, John turned to Catherine and quickly lowered his gaze.
"Fear demon." the brothers turned to face their dad, that was something they hadn't come across before, but Catherine obviously had.
"You went against one yourself, are you insane? You're lucky to have walked out alive, what the fuck were you thinking?" Catherine ranted her hand running through hair in a nervous manner,
"They're working for the thing that killed my wife in case you forgot; they could have known were it was." Catherine sighed and walked over to him, placing herself on the bed at the side of him, she took his hand into her own.
"You could have gotten yourself killed, you should have told me and I would have gone, you know that." John nodded, and turned to his sons, they both had a look of pure shock on their faces, and Deans vein in his neck was bulging, signaling that he was pissed..
"Someone gonna fill us in." Dean all but shouted.
John turned to Catherine who nodded her head giving him a well they've already figured it out look.
"Dean, Sam, as you've both more then likely figured out Catherine is a hunter." Catherine turned to face both Dean and Sam, waiting for one of them to make a move. Waiting for one of them to explode or attack, but all Dean did was turn to Sam and give him I told you so look, before turning back to her, relief written all over his face.
"That's why you beat me at pool." Dean said five minutes later. Both Catherine and John laughed. Catherine turned back to John, and placed his hand back onto the bed.
"You get some sleep, I'm gonna sweep the hotel, make sure they didn't follow you."
She went to her drawers and pulled out a gun, and taking the safety off, placed it in her jeans.
"I should go with you." Dean volunteered; he took his gun out and took the safety off.
"NO!" Dean went to protest but his fathers tight grip on his hand stopped him.
"She's right Dean, you need to stay here you have no idea what your facing." Dean turned from his father then to Catherine, battling with himself, he never betrayed his father but he didn't want to let her go out there herself, not now he had seen what they could do to someone as experienced as his father.
"Yes sir." he finally said and took a seat near the bed, his eyes never leaving her.
"Be careful Catherine." she stopped in her tracks and faced John.
"I always am." She smiled and exited the room, but not before she heard him say.
"That's what I'm afraid of."
The three men sat in silence, John hoping that he hadn't been followed, Dean hoping that Catherine was okay, and Sam trying to process everything.
"Tell us about her." Sam finally broke the silence, and Dean lifted his head and looked at his father.
He nodded his head and began telling his sons about her.
Well I changed quite a bit in this chapter and its looking better all ready, next chapter will be up soon.
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