I'm so sorry for the very late update. I had other obligations that I had to take care of. But I hope this chapter is good, and worth the wait. Only a few more chapters and we'll be meeting back up with John with the kids.
Chapter 25
John sat quietly in the front seat of the truck, the two men had dragged him into. the only weapon he had was a bullet with only three bullets in the clip. He felt as though his luck was running out.
So much for getting back with my kids; John thought sensing the truck he was in began to slow down. Dean, Sam I'm sorry for what I had done to you growing up. John thought as he was gently pulled out of the vehicle. The cool night air stung John's face making him stumble slightly on the uneven ground.
"This will be perfect." One of the voices said making John get a quick layout of the land. "Hey Darrell how silly do you feel right now?"
John had enough the charade as he turned to face them. "What do you have against my kids anyways?" John asked a question he had felt he needed to have asked back at the bar where he had his truck and weapons.
The two looked at one another before back at John. "Hey Jikowski you still drunk? You said your last name was-"
"My name is John Winchester." John said his eyes dark with protective rage. "I'm going to ask again. What do you have against my kids?"
The two men's once happy appearances shifted to hostile in a matter of seconds. John pulled out his weapon and held it at his side. Wanting to make sure he knew what he was dealing with.
"Answer me damn you!" John screamed tired of how much he had been played with since leaving the hospital.
"Why do you hunt John?" one of them asked his voice lowered with a slick voice that made John shiver. "Is it revenge? I bet you would do anything or listen to anyone if they knew what you wanted more importantly who you wanted."
John froze. Did they know who I was from the start; he thought trying to keep the surprise and desperation to know from his face. "You knew all this time and just kept it until by chance I'd show up?"
Dark smirks spread across the men's face as one of them moved slowly to stand behind John. John shifted his body so that his back wasn't exposed to them.
"We knew you who you were the minute we laid eyes on you." One of them said. "What kind of man, drunk or sober, goes with two guys he doesn't know."
John growled as he saw the two men take a step towards him. "So you're wanting to trap my kids for revenge?" The slight nod made John take a step back narrowly being missed by one of the men. The hairs stood on the back of John's neck as he came face to face with two upset werewolves. "If revenge you want. Come and get me!"
He gripped his gun tight as he waited to see who attacked first. It was a surprise when they both attacked at once landing hard on John. Closing his eyes, John wished for a quick death but he felt his hand raise up out of instinct and fired two of last rounds; one in each.
Silence was all John heard for a few minutes before the noise of crickets began again. He pushed the two dead weights off of him and slowly climbed to his feet. He looked down at the two bodies that he had taken down and felt a cold chill run down his spine. Even though he was on what looked like a back road he felt exposed. Grabbing an arm each, John dragged them both back to the truck and tossed them into the bed.
~DSCWIN~
John stood watching as the truck he had commandeered burned quietly in a back alley. He had picked the spot to be able to dispose of the two bodies by setting them back inside the vehicle and then lighting it on fire. As soon as the flames died away and only the skeletal remains of the truck stayed, John hoofed it back to the bar for his truck. His mind was racing with how close he was to loosing his own life. His body shuddered a the thought of his kids not knowing what had happened. How they would react to seeing him sprawled out on a slab at in a coroner.
He shook his head hating that his mind traveled down that path for so long. Seeing his truck still in the parking lot John quietly climbed inside and pulled out anxious to put the city behind him. His mind was buzzing with what the two men had said right before he was attacked.
He was nearly done with all the monster hunting as he sped out of town. He needed a place where his questions wouldn't leave him to a death trap.
~DSCWIN~
Two hundred miles away Dean, Sam and Christina were in the middle of hunt themselves in a small Missouri town. The town had lost three important people of the community, one of them was the father of Dean's ex flame, a girl by the name of Cassie.
Sam and Dean were standing near a lake's edge while they looked out into the dark water beneath them. A bulldozer and long chain sat idling near the water's edge. Dean held onto a long piece of rope while a chain jingled repeatedly as it was dragged underneath the surface.
"You think she's okay down there?" Dean asked looking around and rubbing his hands. He hated how mother nature would throw a monkey wrench and bring the cold down around them. "How long has she been down there?"
"About two minutes, Dean." Sam said shining a flashlight on the water. "But I'm sure she's fine. You have the safety rope in case of an emergency."
Bubbles began to break the surface and Sam and Dean rushed closer to the water holding out towels and blankets. A head broke the surface and coughing and sputtering filled the night air.
"I want to kill both of you!" Came the empty threat as Christina quickly stood up and rushed towards them. She was instantly wrapped in the towels and blankets by her two brothers before she shivered as she rushed to the Impala which was idling near by and the heat was turned on full blast.
"I hope she got that chain hooked up." Dean said as he hopped into the bulldozer.
"I think she hopes so too." Sam said seeing as Christina had blocked the windows with the towels and blankets.
The car started to rock a little as she changed into dryer clothes, as she was only wearing a swimsuit she had purchased earlier that day. After a few minutes the rocking stopped as Dean began to slowly back up the bulldozer. Sam watched as the chain slowly was pulled taunt. They watched in amazement as the chain was indeed properly tied down even when the only source of light was a small beamed flashlight and only knew about the location from Dean's ex's mother.
Sam and Dean were happy when they pulled the truck completely until it stopped at the edge of the late where it was found in. They each grabbed salt and gasoline when they moved over towards the driver's door. Sam reached out and pulled but the door wouldn't budge.
Dean walked to the passenger side and tried it. The door swung open letting the truck load of water and something looking like twisted twigs splashed onto the ground at Dean's feet.
Sam walked over and shone his flashlight on the pile at his older brother's feet. "There's the bones." he said making Dean give him a 'thank you captain obvious' look. Dean turned once he heard the doors to his car slam shut as Christina quickly rushed to them.
"Warm enough?" Dean said shooting her a look with his flashlight.
"Just fine thanks." Christina returned glaring at her older brother. "Find anything to set on fire?" She asked making Sam look up at Dean.
"What?" Dean asked looking hurt he was being accused of something.
"She's just like you." He said before picking up their jerrycan of gasoline from next to the bull dozer.
"I take offense to that." Dean said grabbing the salt and began to pour it over the remains.
"Are we sure it's going to burn?" Christina asked handing Dean her lighter. "I mean it's been under water for at least twenty years."
"It will burn." Dean said watching as the gasoline lit up. After a few minutes, Christina noticed that there was a trail heading towards the truck as well.
"Burning the truck?" She asked and Dean nodded wordlessly. "Why?"
"Why not? You just never know when it comes down to it. Might as well cover all the bases. Just like good hunters should." Dean smirked at his sister who rolled her eyes just like Sam did when Dean said something their dad would say.
It was a miracle that the truck lit up as it did. Sam quickly gathered the gasoline and salt while Dean hopped on the bulldozer he had swiped and drove it back to where he found it, which thankfully wasn't too far.
~DSCWIN~
Cassie's family home was still lit up as she stood waiting for the Winchesters to arrive back. Her eyes scanned the dark empty streets until she heard the sound of the Impala racing up from the woods. It pulled to a stop and the three Winchesters climbed out after turning off the engine.
"Is it taken care of?" Cassie asked as the three walked up the steps.
"Should be." Dean said giving Cassie a smile that actually reached his eyes. "Have you seen anything before we came back?"
"Nothing. But my mom hasn't gotten home yet, so I'm getting nervous."
"She could be using a different route." Sam said with a shrug.
"Maybe but we should drive out just in case." Dean said seeing the worry in Cassie's eyes. "Everyone back in the car."
~DSCWIN~
Everyone had their eyes searching for any sign for Cassie's mom. As they drove headlights appeared behind them.
"Dean," Christina said looking through the back window. "Christine's redneck cousin is right behind us."
"That's impossible." Dean said as he stepped on the gas. "Everyone hold on!" Dean turned quickly in the street until he was facing the opposite direction and stopped. "Sonovabitch..." Dean sighed as he wad indeed looking at the truck that he and his siblings had just lit up, was stopped facing them as well.
"I have an idea." Sam said quickly. "Go down that road."
Dean didn't hesitate as he could hear the roar of the truck. As Dead peeled out of his standstill and headed down the side street that Sam had pointed out, Christina was watching as the truck spun its wheels and roared after them.
"It's following us." Christina said.
"I can see that already." Dean grumbled spinning his wheel when Sam pointed to another road. "This is a dead end!" Dean growled when the small yellow sign as but he kept driving as the truck was following close behind him.
"I know. You need to stop in exactly a mile and seven tenths." Sam said his voice steady. Dean glanced at his brother before looking down at his odometer. He slowly saw the numbers tick by until he reached the desired marker. "Get us turned around, and stop right at that spot."
"Are you sure about this?" Dean said doing as he was told.
"I'm pretty sure it's going to work." Sam said as Dean pulled around and stopped in between a broken down fence.
"Pretty sure?" Dean asked his eyes starting to grow wide. "What if it doesn't?"
Sam was quiet as he shrugged. "Too late to think about that." He said.
Dean looked up and all four passengers saw the truck had stopped just at the top of the road. "Sam?" Dean called as they heard the truck roar and start to fly down the road.
"Don't move Dean." Sam said.
All four passengers braced themselves for the inevitable crash. The seconds ticked slowly by and everyone was getting nervous until the truck's roar vanished suddenly.
Dean slowly looked up and saw empty roads in front of him. He quickly checked to see if his heart was still beating and left the car to see if there was any damage to her frames. When there wasn't any damages Dean let out a large sigh of relief.
The other three doors opened as Sam, Christina and Cassie climbed out. Christina and Cassie walked towards burned ruins as Sam joined Dean on the hood.
"Glad that worked." Sam said sighing which made Dean turn and look at him with narrow green eyes.
"You mean that you had no idea it was going to work?" Dean asked his voice breaking in trying to control the anger that started to build in his chest. "What if that didn't work?"
"Like I said it was too late to think of it." Sam walked away to join the two girls that were talking next to the building.
"I'm going to kill him." Dean shook his head as he glanced back at his siblings and Cassie. Something inside flipped inside him and he started to wonder if this was telling him that he and Cassie had the opportunity for another chance.