Consequences

By: chocolate rules

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Chapter Nine: Punishment or Hunt

John looked around back to the forest. He pulled out his gun, aiming expertly again. Sam, who had been released, also looked around.

"Dean, wait here. Stay with your brother and make sure these other kids leave. Don't move from here, got it?" ordered John. He proceeded slowly forward into the trees.

"Wait, what? Stay here? Why?" Dean said as his father listened intently for any movement on the fallen leaves. John turned back to him and glanced quickly at all the teens.

"I bet Sam's being here was somehow your doing."

"WHAT! I had no idea he was here! I wouldn't let him leave in the middle of the night! I found him here!"

"But, he gets the nerve to do this from you."

"I never did this." Dean said motioning around him. He'd never left in the middle of the night with some none existent friends. Ever.

"No, but you let him do this."

"No one let me do this, Dad. I took it upon myself." replied Sam, remembering what Dean had told him earlier about him taking all blame if he were caught.

"Yes, he does. And I don't have the time for this. Just do as your told. Or better yet, just listen to Dean, you seem better at doing that anyway." John said coldly. The boys looked at each other briefly, neither understanding at the moment.

"So, what, you're going to go in there and expect to take this bitch out alone? I haven't been able to do that all week!"

"Yes, I do. I'm better at this than you are. I'll get her. You worry about getting these kids home alive. Let their parents worry about them. Then drive Sam straight home. And I'd mind my language if I were you." Dean opened his mouth to protest, but was instead met with a warning glare and the knowledge that, "You're not above punishment, Dean. Do as you're told, or you'll be joining your brother in his little weekend retreat."

John turned back to the trees once more and took a step into the. He looked back around and while not searching for it found an object caught his eyes. His eyes narrowed as he came to realize what had occurred in those trees. He had spotted Denz booze. Looking back at his youngest son, John Winchester's anger reached a new level towards the boy as he saw him sway some back to the truck he now leaned against. John lowered his gun and walked towards the boy. Sam opened his eyes to find his father kneeled beside him and Denz, going through he horrified boy's bag. Sam stepped back from the man and glanced at Dean, whose eyes had grown wide with fear. John held up two empty beer bottles and Sam's heart seemed to stop.

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