Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Winchester men, nor do I own Supernatural. I just dabble in the arts with the men.

Hunted

John Winchester is hunted by more then just demons.

Chapter Seven

Nothing. That's what he was able to find here in Newton absolutely nothing. He'd been here nearly a four days and hadn't come up with anything new. He needed more information on this demon if he was going to be able to stop it. He needed help. He needed to go see Bobby. Hopefully the man was over the last argument they'd had and wouldn't try to shot him again. He packed up the truck and headed for South Dakota deciding not to call and let him know he was coming. If he called Bobby first the man would have time to remember their argument and get worked up all over again. Better to just show up and hope for the best.

He might even be able to take a break from running for a week or two. He doubted very much that his boys would even consider he'd go to Bobby's place. He could still picture Dean's face when Bobby cocked the shotgun on their last visit. John knew Bobby would never pull the trigger, but his son didn't. Dean's eyes were wide in shock, but he was reaching for his own gun to protect his father.

It was about sixteen hundred miles away, but John wasn't in a hurry besides, he wanted to stop off in Wisconsin and check into something that had caught his attention. Almost a week ago an eighteen year old girl disappeared in Lake Manitoc. She was the third person to disappear in the lake this year. Six other people went missing in the past thirty years. None of the bodies had been recovered even though they had dragged the lake. It definitely warranted an investigation and he was at a temporary stand still with the demon.

The drive to Lake Manitoc was uneventful. He checked into the Lake Front Motel then drove out to the lake to take a look around. He spent several hours checking the shoreline around the lake for signs of anything unusual or tracks that didn't belong. He didn't find anything so he went back to town and found a busy diner and sat down to eat.

The only talk he heard was about the draining of the lake. Apparently the dam was in poor shape and was not going to be repaired. Most people were worried it would destroy not only the lake, but the town as well. They were probably right the lake seemed to be the biggest draw for this quiet little town. He left the truck in the parking lot of the diner and walked to the local library.

After several hours of research he discovered something important. Two people's names were listed on the survivors list for all the people who were reported missing. Granted, they were young when some of the deaths occurred, but it had to mean something. The biggest problem was that one of the two people was the sheriff. That was going to seriously complicate matters. The other man was the father of the girl who disappeared most recently.

If John had to hazard a guess he'd say something had happened when they were young, before the first disappearance. What was taking these people was fixating on the families of these two men. Now all John had to do was find out what it was. Once he did that finding out how to stop it would be relatively easy. He decided his next step was to talk to the sheriff.

This being a small town the sheriff's office was only three blocks from the library and the diner so John walked over to speak with the man. When he arrived he was surprised to see his son's Impala in the parking. Instead of entering, he walked across the street and went into a hardware store and discreetly watched for his sons to leave the sheriff's office.

It only took about ten minutes before they did. When they did leave they weren't alone. Dean was obviously turning on the charm for a very pretty petite brunette. He smiled thinking about the last time they were together. Dean had completely shocked his father when he offered to set him up with the mother of a young lady he'd met a bar. John had been so stunned that he had no notion how to answer his son and sat there with his mug of beer half way to his mouth which must have hung down almost to the table. Dean took one look at his fathers face, stammered an apology and left the table. Neither one of them had ever mentioned the incident so John knew his son thought he had been upset over it, but truthfully he hadn't. It had just shocked him that his son thought it was okay if he spent time with another woman.

Mary was gone now well over twenty years, in that time John had on occasion spent time with a lady. But he had never done so when the boys were around. Sometimes, though, a man just needed the company of a woman. Mary would have understood. He just wasn't sure the boys would. The first time it happened was almost ten years after she had died. John had drank much more then was good for him and the woman had been coming on to him all night long.

They had gone to her place but in the end John could not give her what she wanted. Instead they lay down on her bed and she held him while he did something he would never have thought possible. He spoke to her of his wife and her loss and the hardships he'd encountered trying to raise their children. And he cried. She was an angel and John didn't even know her name.

When Dean, Sam, and the young lady vanished around the corner John left the hardware store and followed as stealthily as possible. He watched as the brunette showed them the Lakefront Motel spoke to them for a moment and left. When they went inside John went back to his truck to move it, knowing that the next place his sons were likely to go was the diner.

After hiding his truck in a parking garage where his sons were not likely to spot it he went back and watched the Motel until they left. Instead of going to the diner, though they walked down the street a few blocks and turned the corner. After they were out of sight he went into his room, grabbed his things and left the area.

He wanted to stay and see how his boys handled the job, but prudence dictated that he leave as soon as possible. The town was too small to hide from them for very long.

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