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Hunted

John Winchester is hunted by more then just demons.

Chapter Eight

Bobby was standing outside talking to someone when John pulled into his salvage yard. He glanced at John his eyes widening in surprise. John got out of the truck nodded his head in greeting and leaned casually on the front of his truck waiting for Bobby to finish.

After the other person left Bobby turned to John with a smile and said, "We've been getting pretty worried about you John."

That was certainly not the reception he'd been expecting. "Why?" he asked surprised.

"Your boys called, said you were missing. No one could get you on your phone either."

"Sorry, it took a beating a few weeks ago and I haven't replaced it yet. Who's we?"

"Caleb, Bradford, Joshua, hell, everyone, those boys have called us all once a week to ask if we'd heard from you. Pastor Jim and I were going to start searching ourselves if you didn't turn up soon. Glad to see you're alright. What's going on?"

"I'm closing in on the thing that killed Mary. It's a demon, a bad one."

"Come on, let's go inside and you can fill me in." Bobby said.

Bobby cleared a stack of books from a chair and motioned John to sit. Looking around the room at the books stacked everywhere John grinned. Bobby's place never changed.

"You know your boys are worried sick about you." Bobby told him handing him a bottle of beer.

"I know, but I can't let them know where I am."

"Why not?"

"It's too dangerous. They already caught me once. I had to kill the poor guy the demon was possessing to get away."

"A demon caught you? You're slipping John."

"I did that day. But it turned out to be a good thing. The damn thing couldn't seem to shut up about what they in store for me and my boys. Evidently we've been interfering with their plans too much lately and they're getting upset."

"What plans?"

"I'm not sure, but I know it's something big." John said, "The demon that killed Mary is back. I think it's a master demon. It wants me and my boys."

"Why," Bobby asked.

"I don't know yet, I'm still working on that, but I had to get Sam away from Stanford, it wasn't safe anymore. I knew he wouldn't just leave so I had to figure out a way to make sure he did."

"That's why you disappeared."

"Yeah, I knew if I did Dean would go to his brother for help. If anyone could convince Sammy to leave it was Dean. But he wouldn't do it unless he felt it was necessary."

"It worked."

"Not as well as I'd hoped. I'm not sure why, but Dean took Sam back to Stanford just a few days after he left. The demon was waiting. It killed Sammy's girl friend just like it killed Mary. Dean was able to save his brother, but it was too late for Jessica."

John stopped for a minute unable to continue as he recalled the pain his son was going through. He wished he could take it all away for him. "I'm going to find this son of a bitch and destroy it. If it's the last thing I do," he told Bobby.

Bobby didn't answer he just nodded. He knew John would kill the thing or die trying.

"A week later I stopped for gas somewhere in Texas and I was attacked by three demons."

"Three," Bobby said. "I take it back John, you are not slipping. I've never heard of anyone being attacked by three demons at once and surviving."

"I was lucky," John told him, "I'm pretty sure they wanted me alive. They had plenty of opportunity to kill me, before I realized it was a trap."

"Alive," Bobby said. "John the only reason they'd want you alive is to use you for something."

"I know and I need to find out what. I need a lot more information though and since demons are your specialty I was hoping I could convince you to help with the research."

"Of course I will. Tell me what you know already and we'll see what else we can find."

John told him about the pattern he'd discovered, the cattle mutilations, storms, fires, and the age of the children, how the mothers died. He gave Bobby everything he had on the attacks.

When he was done Bobby said, "You know what we need to do is see if we can confirm any other attacks back in eighty three."

John nodded, "I know the pattern held true with the attack on my family. I did search back then and found one that I'm pretty sure was the demon, but I bet we can come up with more attacks now that we have more information."

"Yeah," Bobby replied. "You look like tire John. How about we call it a night and start in the morning? You can have the spare room for as long as you need it."

John grinned at him. "It's those boys of mine. I've had hell staying ahead of them. They've nearly found me four times already. Yesterday I was working a job up in Wisconsin and they showed up to work the same job. I had to leave in a hurry."

Bobby laughed, "You taught them well John."

"I can't stay more then a week. And even that may be to long," John said, "But I need time to give the truck a tune up and I need your help with something else too."

"What's that?"

"How much do you know about computers?"

Shocked Bobby asked, "You want a computer?"

"A laptop."

"Wow John," Bobby said. "When did you wake up and join the new millennium?"

"Shut up." John said good naturedly.

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