Here's a nother chapter for ya. Thanks for al the reviews and special thanks to SciFiNutTX and laceym for keeping my butt in line. Ya really gotta love those girls.

Chapter 10

John woke up on the couch, in front of the TV. It was dark outside and he could have sworn that sunset was still a few hours away. He though about it for a second and then he figured one of the girls had slipped him a sedative...again. He really wished they would stop doing that, but he understood it, to a point. He'd never been laid up this bad before and he absolutely hated it. He was also pretty mad at himself for not seeing that trap for what it was and he was taking it out on his daughter and her friend.

He still didn't remember anything between getting out of his truck and the first gunshot, but he wasn't really sure he wanted too. He knew he had screwed up some where along the way on that last job. Most people would want to know what mistakes were made to prevent them from happening again, but not John Winchester. To him it was just another screw up in a lifetime full of them and he wished he could forget them all, especially the ones he'd made with his children.

Speaking of his children, his daughter should be appearing shortly with his dinner and his meds. She had him on a pretty tight schedule as far as that went and refused to let up no matter how many times he asked her too. When Katie still didn't appear 10 minutes later, he started to get worried and called out for her.

"Katie? Katie, are you alright?"

"She's not here." a voice answered from the kitchen.

"Racheal? What do you mean she's not here?"

"Your boys managed to get themselves into a pretty tight jam with a job." Racheal said, "She went to go help them out. She should be back in about a week."

"The boys? They aren't hurt are they?" John didn't attempt to hide the fear in his voice.

"Not as far as I know." Racheal lied, "She said they were just stuck and she was afraid Dean would end up doing something stupid in his frustration."

Racheal came out of the kitchen carrying a tray with a KFC bucket of chicken, two glasses, and a bottle of Jack Daniels. She set the tray down on the table in front of John and poured them both a healthy belt of the whiskey before handing him his pills.

"Racheal, you're as bad a liar as your old man." John said in his stern father voice, "Katie wouldn't leave unless one of the boys was severely hurt. Now are you gonna tell me the truth, or am I gonna call Bobby?"

"Yeah, I'd love to hear that conversation. Papa Bear would drive up here before you even said three words and beat us both silly."

"You know, I still don't know what I did to piss him off so bad."

"Would you be surprised if I told you it really had nothing to do with you?" Racheal said with an odd expression on her face.

"Actually, yes I would." John replied, "Wait a minute. It was because of Dean wasn't it?"

"Wow, you are quick on the uptake. Dad caught Dean and me fooling around in the back of one of the junkers." Racheal replied, "Grace was upstairs at the time and dad knew that she'd kick his ass if he threatened Dean. It was just easier for him to chase all three of the male Winchesters off by threatening to shoot you."

"Well, wasn't that nice of him." John said sarcastically.

John and Racheal spent the rest of their dinner in silence. Racheal was just clearing the dishes away when a phone rang. They both knew it was John's phone.

"Where's my cell phone?" John asked.

"I have no idea. Grace stashed it somewhere so you couldn't answer it." Racheal replied innocently.

"Now why the hell would she do that?"

"Cause you're grounded until the casts come off. Her words, not mine, by the way."

"I need to know what is going on with my children." John said, anger rising in his voice.

"Yeah, let's not get into that subject cause you really won't like what I have to say." Racheal sniped back.

"Actually, I'd love to hear from some one who actually grew up with my daughter, since she won't tell me anything."

"Why should she? You're the one that left her and Laura with us. If you really wanted to get to know her, you should have kept them with you, or better yet, left all four of them at Caleb's. Laura would probably be alive now and they both could've had a real relationship with Sam."

"Katie has a relationship with Sam." John said quietly.

"NO, SHE DOESN'T!!! Grace has talked to him maybe 3 times in the last 6 months and only about the damn job. Whatever friendship they had at Stanford flew right out the damn window when Jessica died. He didn't know that she was really his sister until that morning and he's been mad at her ever since. He doesn't trust her at all because he thinks she's been lying to him since the first time they met when we all worked that job together with my dad 10 years ago. He still calls her Grace for crying out loud. The worst part is that she thinks she deserves it. Grace blames herself for what happened to Jessica because she couldn't save her. She thinks Sam has the right to kick her ass just because of that. You really screwed them all up. You should be the one getting beat up, not Grace."

Racheal was out of breath by the time she was done. She just stood there trying to catch her breath and glaring at John, daring him to tell her something different. John looked at Racheal for a second and then dropped his eyes. He was a little surprised because he had heard almost the exact same words come from Racheal's father, Bobby, once. This girl was definitely a Singer and he was glad his daughter had found such a friend. After a few more minutes of silence, John finally spoke.

"You're right. About all of it."
"What did you just say?" Racheal said with a look of total shock on her face.

"I said you're right. I can never repair the damage I've done to Katie. I don't even know where to start trying."

"I do." Racheal snapped, "How bout you call your boys, tell them exactly where you are and what you're doing. Let them help you for crying out loud. This involves them too, especially Sam."

"I can't do that. " John said quietly.

"Why the hell not? This demon is after Sam. Don't you think he and Dean have the right to know that so Dean can protect him better?"

"I don't know everything myself. Wait a minute, how do you know that?"

"Grace told me. She figured I had a right to know since the damn thing killed my mother and older brother just like it killed your wife and Sam's girlfriend."

"What?!?" John said as his jaw dropped open, "Bobby never mentioned that."

"Yeah, well dad thought his child was more important than stupid revenge. Unlike some one else I know."

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Racheal stormed off into the kitchen with her last statement. She was tired of the conversation anyway. She slipped up the back stairs to her room and locked herself in for the rest of the night. She knew Grace was gonna be mad at her for the things she had said, but John had forced the issue. She only hoped she had given the oldest Winchester a few things to think about.