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Blondie 20000:Tnx for the review.
Sam had some time to brace himself if it really was John who was about to exit that elevator with Dean and the others. Sam easily recognized his brother from that far away, because he knew him so well, he knew his clothes and knew his movements. Benny was also easy to spot because of his outfit. And Cass... Well...
But Sam was not sure about the fourth person. That's why he kept staring at the elevator door, hoping it is true. No matter what differences he and John had in the past, he was still his father. He was still family.
The door opens and Dean goes out first. Up to that point Dean hadn't thought about telling Sam who came back from the dead. Next to John turning into a vamp and MJ in a coma, he had too much stuff on his mind, and simply forgot. But when they got there, he realized what a shock it might be for Sam.
Dean walks over to him and utters to say something, but could see Sam looking behind him, as if he was expecting to see John.
John goes over to his younger son and admires the fact that he too has grown, as big as a house. He admires the fact that before him stood a strong grown man instead of a boy who spited him every step of the way. He smiles at him and they hug.
Hooper and Rowena stood aside not sure what was happening. But Gabriel knew. And he would be himself if he didn't say. "Wow! Papa Winchester's back!"
"Winchester? Not another one?" Rowena adds rolling her eyes.
John looks at them all confused "Who are they?"
Rowena goes to say something but Dean stops her. "They don't matter right now." He shows John to the open door of a hospital room. Before he could explain anything, John goes in as if he was drawn to the woman who laid there in the hospital bed.
He examines her slowly with a curious expression on his face. Slowly he takes her hand that twitches and she lets out a sound "Jay?"
John was surprised "MJ? MJ, is that you? MJ, wake up."
As if someone pinched her, she opens her eyes, immediately goes into a sitting position and inhales like she wasn't breathing for quite some time. She slowly turns to John, catching her breath and frowns "You? You are Jay?"
"Well... I..um..."
Then she spots Sam and Dean in her room and others crowding up at the door. "What is going on? Where am I?"
Sam and Dean exchange looks and Sam goes over to her. He sits beside her "What's the last thing you remember?"
MJ looks over at John and then downwards thinking "The Empty. I was in the empty. I.. – and looks at John again – we annoyed it until..." and she starts breathing heavily.
Sam comforts her by setting his hand on her shoulders. MJ goes from a panic attack to sighing in relief and looks over at them all. She pauses at Gabriel and smiles a bit "She's here. She's still here. But she's so weak, I can barely feel her."
Gabriel smiles back and nods. His sister was still alive in there somewhere.
John asks "Who is she? Who are you talking about?"
Sam smiles nervously, not really sure what to say. He turns to MJ pointing at John "MJ, this is..."
"I know who he is. I've seen pictures of him in Pop's room."
"Right. Um... Dad. This is MJ... She's... Um... "
Dean finishes "She's your granddaughter."
John frowns shocked "Impossible."
Dean continues "And that's not all. She has an angel inside of her."
"An angel?" John mutters Angels are watching over you...
After an hour of some explanations, disbeliefs and denial, MJ finally says. "OK, that's it! I wanna get out of here. We can continue this at the bunker. Now, can I please get dressed?"
Sam nods and he and Dean run everyone out of the room. "No. You stay." MJ says looking at Hooper.
Hooper didn't really know what to do, what to say. Next to the fact MJ came back to life, he just saw a guy who too was supposed to be dead, and as a cherry on the top, he found out MJ was harbouring an angel.
MJ bites her lip looking at him. "It's a lot to take in, isn't it?"
All Hooper could do is nod.
"It's been like that for me my whole life."
"I...I just... I mean, I might grasp the fact that you and... and your grandfather came back from the dead...But...But why would you not tell me about the angel?"
"I guess I didn't know how you'd react. How the SSSD would react."
Outside John was pacing. What did my boys do? Things I haven't even thought existed, and they are taking it so lightly. What ever happened with their lives? Why didn't they just move on after Yellow-Eyes? Befriending a vampire? Time travel? A granddaughter nearly as old as Sam. And the angel? Angels at all? What's next?
He looks over at Cass. And then at Gabriel and Rowena. Rowena sizes him down "You know, it is impolite to stare."
Sam sighs and Dean smiles but then frowns Angels he might understand. Us being around a witch and not trying to kill her...Hm...
Dean turns to Gabriel "Why don't you take Rowena and go back to the bunker? Take Benny with you, we'll drive."
Gabriel nods and the next minute the three of them were gone, much to Johns surprise. Another one? Another angel?
"Is...is he an angel too?"
Cass looks at him frowning "No, he is the archangel Gabriel."
John's face goes totally blank "Archangel? Gabriel? As in the biblical archangel Gabriel who foretold the birth of Jesus and his horn, that announced the dead coming back to life?"
"The very one." Cass says a bit impressed by John's knowledge of the bible.
John was frantic "The archangel Gabriel. Really? What the hell have you boys been doing? Next thing you're gonna tell me you met God."
Dean smiles a bit, trying to be his old self and crack a joke "Actually, he prefers to be called Chuck."
John gives Dean a good long stare. A stare that says Are-You-Kidding-Me? Is he just playing dumbass or is he... no, that can't be.
Hooper took his car and went off in the direction of Washington D.C. John sits in the passenger seat, and MJ and Cass sit in the back. Sam and Dean exchange looks both thinking that this is going to be one very long ride.
After everything that has happened, they all had a lot to soak in. The car was pretty much quiet all the way to Lebanon, and nobody expected that. They all though John would have more questions, more doubt. But John just kept staring out of the window. He felt as though he didn't belong, not in this car, not in this hunting family, not in this world. Not any more.
