Disclaimer: Nothing new. They're not mine, I'm not theirs- although I wish it were so. We would have so much fun together- going to movies, going dancing, dinner, etc, etc….

Notes: Sorry it took me so long to post. I recently got a job and they keep me really busy, I'm too tired to write when I get home. I've got a day off though so I decided to try to write this chapter. The plot bunnies are still avoiding me so blame them if this chapter isn't good.

Warnings: Ummmmm….. I can't think of any.

Getting Into Trouble

Chapter 7

It wasn't long before Sam heard a knock on the door.

"Mr. Johnson? This is the manager. Your father is out here and he asked me to let him in the room. Is that alright?"

"Yes! You can open the door," Sam called.

He heard the key being inserted into the lock and in the next moment his father was kneeling in front of him. And a moment after that he felt strong arms wrap around him. He wasn't prepared for the touch and flinched. John immediately released him.

"I'm sorry Sam."

"It's okay dad. I wasn't expecting that." Sam reached out and found his father's shoulder, then pulled him forward to return the hug- just to show his father that he hadn't flinched away from the affection. The two pulled away from each other at the same time.

"Were you able to get all of your things together?"

"Ummm…I think so. I wasn't able to get all of Dean's things though."

"That's okay. I'll make sure we've got everything." Sam listened as his father moved around the room gathering the rest of their things.

"Dad? Don't forget Dean's knife. It's under his pillow." Once again Sam listened to his father move.

"Okay, I've got everything. I'm going to take everything out to my truck and I'll be right back- I'll leave the door open so you can hear me."

Soon John returned, and closed the door behind him.

"Sam, there are some things we need to talk about before we get on the road. I just want you to listen okay?" Sam nodded so John continued. "I arranged things with the manager so we could leave the Impala here. Nobody is going to find anything- I put all of you weapons in my truck and the manager is going to make sure that the car will be safe until we come back for it. Now, I'm taking you to Missouri's then I'm coming back to look for Dean."

"But Dad..."

"Sam, I told you to listen. I know you want to help, but there really isn't anything you can do until you get your sight back. I do know that you aren't totally helpless and I want you to learn some things that will help you while you're like this. I guess you could call it sparring for the vision impaired. I called Jamal and Jordan. They're going to meet us at Missouri's. I don't think you or Dean ever met them. They're twins and they hunt but Jamal is partially blind. They are going to teach you how to fight blind. So, even if something attacks you, you will be able to defend yourself. So, let's get you to the truck and head out."

Sam stood up and reached for his cane. John watched as he extended it and began to tap his way to the door. He smiled and thought 'at least he's trying to work on his own'. John took one more look around before he followed Sam to the door and opened it. He quickly stepped in front of his son and grabbed his hand, placing it on his shoulder. Sam opened his mouth to protest.

"Ah Sam, how did you expect to get to the truck? You don't know where I parked it." John stated with a smile.

The two men made it to the truck and Sam settled himself in the passenger seat. Before too long they were on the highway headed towards Lawrence. All of a sudden a large gurgling growl interrupted the silence of the truck's cab. John looked over at his son.

Something was wrong.

Dunh Dunh Duuuuunnh...I hope I didn't scare you. Again, I am sorry the update took so long. I literally had to pull this one out of a hat. I know there's no action but it will come later. I don't know how many more chapters are left either. If any of you readers has any suggestions or constructive comments for me, please tell me in your review or pm me personally. Tell me what you think. Reviewing keeps me going. Maybe if I get more reviews the plot bunnies will come back! Okay, I'll let you go now. Toodles!

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