Stepping into the line of fire

by Stormysea-breaks

Dean has fallen in love with a wonderful girl called Angela Holt (OC). John is not happy because he wants Dean to concentrate on a new important hunt and not have his head somewhere else. Bobby has identified a potential balrog roaming in Icelandic State Park, North Dakota. The boys are older but not necessarily wiser. John is John! and Ugoliant is a very fiery opponent.

53. Chapter 53

Stepping over the line

AUTHOR'S NOTES: This was an incredibly difficult chapter to write. I just feel that Dean would have reacted that way. Please accept my apologies if you think I went too far!

Chapter 53

John tapped his knee.

This was a very familiar gesture to Dean. Well… it had been when he was much younger.

"Daddy no!" Dean stammered. He had not called his dad that childish name for a very long time.

John tapped his knee again.

"Do I have to count son?" he said calmly but with purpose.

Dean just did not know what the fuck was happening. He could not think straight. Surely his father would not spank him at nineteen years of age? Surely?... Dean stammered again…

"I won't do it again sir. Ever. Dad… please…" it was like he was regressing to his nine-year-old self.

John grabbed his son's arm and brought him forward. He then upturned him across his paternal knee with incredible ease. Dean just froze. He could not move away. He was like caught. Trapped. He wanted to pull himself off and fight his father but he could not. He could not even speak.

John began the spanking. His hard-calloused hand slammed into Dean's backside repeatedly and furiously. He punctuated every smack with a sharp word.

"You. Will. Not. Disobey. Me. Again. Boy… I thought I could trust ya'! You. Will. Do. As. Ya'. Are. Told!"

Dean started to cry. John continued the punishment.

Bobby who had heard Dean's cries came forward and just stared at the scene. This was unreal? How could John be manhandling his eldest boy in this humiliating way. John stopped spanking and stared at Bobby as if he was willing him to intervene. Bobby caught that violent glance and stood back.

"John…please stop." He implored.

John did. He got hold of his son's left arm and turned him up so they sat side by side. Dean's head was lowered and he could not look at either of them. John suddenly embraced him. The old hunter hugged his first born and whispered loving words as he stroked his boy's hair.

"We're done Dean… I love ya' son but you need to stay focused on the job. I worry so much about ya' boy. You know better. An order is an order."

Dean looked up at his dad and acquiesced.

"I'm sorry sir. It won't happen again."

John gently touched his son's cheek and gave him a kiss on the forehead.

"You need to behave!" he said with a lot of warmth in his voice.

"Ya're always going to be held accountable to me Dean." He added paternally. "Now go and get some kip. Ya're on duty at midnight."

Dean leaned into his dad's shoulder and rested his head against John's chin. Bobby just stood there dumbfounded.

The nineteen-year-old hunter nodded at his father and did as he was told.

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