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Blondie 20000: Tnx for the review. John will go down a slightly different path then Mary did, it should be interesting. He is going to play a big part in upcoming events.

John and Mary step into the bunker and hear laughter from the library. When they came around the corner Mary's face lights up a bit, with a small smile on it, whilst John's eyes widen, a slight fear flies over his face.

Cass was there, watching and smiling at Jack who was up in the air, levitating. Jack was the one laughing so hard. He turns to Mary " Mary, look. I'm flying."

Cass comments "His powers are slowly returning. You're doing great, Jack."

Mary's smile goes away after she sees John's face. "What... what is he?"

Mary didn't know how to explain, she knew John would freak out. Jack lands, still smiling that innocent smile and says "I'm a nephilim."

"A nephilim? – John asks confused and looks at Cass – aren't these things supposed to be forbidden? Why didn't you kill it?"

Cass's mouth go to say Well, until he heard the second question, then pure rage covers his face. He make a step forward towards John, but Mary grabs him "Cass, no."

Jack didn't feel offended by John calling him a thing. Instead he felt a need to explain "They tried to kill me. I tried to kill myself, back when I was at full power. But it didn't work. Then later when I lost my grace, I became human so..."

"What does he mean you couldn't kill him? He's just a nephilim."

Cass was still pissed so he was about to say one thing he shouldn't. "He's not just a nephilim. He is a son of..."

"...Archangel. He's a son of an archangel." Mary jumps in, trying to fix the situation.

John just stood there, looking at her, his face pale, and then he turns his attention to Jack who spoke up, trying to explain "It is not that big of a deal. So I'm the son of Lucifer. But I am nothing like him. I never wanted anything to do with him. Cass, Sam and Dean, they are my fathers."

Mary's and Cass's eyes turned to John, expecting his reaction. They both knew this was too much. Too much for John to handle.

But it wasn't just too much. It was the last straw. John didn't react. John didn't say anything.

He just turned around and left.

"What do you think, Sam?" MJ asked when they all finished interviewing the staff and were now alone in the hall room.

"I think Jenny is one fine..." Dean starts but Sam interrupts " No one seemed suspicious. But I was thinking. Most of these people have been here for years. Why would the witch only come out now? Unless..."

"She's a new witch. A borrower." MJ says.

Hooper had no idea what they were saying "A what?"

Sam explains "A borrower is a type of witch that has to borrow her powers from a demon, like the one we saw in the oval office, in exchange for her soul or something else."

MJ continues "That would also explain the demon."

"Great – Dean says still with his mouth full – all we have to do is summon the demon and ask him who the witch is. Then kill them both."

"What makes you thing the demon will tell you who the witch is?" Hooper asks.

Dean smirks "Ough, we have a way to make them talk. All we need is a bucket, a syringe and a priest."

John was walking for god knows how long, deep down in his thoughts. It was getting late as he realized he walked all the way to another town. The big sign on the road said Sioux Falls.

He remembered his old friend Bobby and thought he might pay him a visit when he spotted a bar. The temptation was too great and next thing John knew he was ordering his second round of whiskey.

"Let me guess, family problems?" a guy who was sitting next to him, watching him drink this third glass finally speaks up. He looked like just some random guy, short, in a old green army jacket and with messy short, but wavy hair.

"You could say that." John simply responds, not sure if he wanted to get involved in a conversation.

The guy sniggers "Tell me about it. I'm telling you, my kids will be the end of me."

John smiles a bit wondering why hasn't he already had a heart attack after everything he learned his boys did. The worst part was that he still doesn't know what happened to his boys after he was gone.

"It can't be as bad as my situation." John replies.

"Wanna bet? One of my kids was locked up, now another one is. The third one ran away long time ago, and two are dead."

John looks at the man with surprise confusion that the man spoke so lightly of this "Ok, you win."

"See, it can always be worse." The man says sipping his whiskey. "What about yours?"

"I... I wasn't really there much for my two boys. Part of that wasn't really my fault. But know that I've seen how they turned up... I don't know... Not sure whether to be proud or disappointed. And... There are so many things about them I don't even know"

"Sounds to me like you should find out. Revisit the past for a better future. Or so the fortune cookie says." John looks over at the man holding out a fortune cookie, smiling at it. John smiles too.

Maybe he should. Maybe he should know it all before he could pass any judgement. And he knew just where to go to get some answers.

The man pays the bartender for John's drinks as well and heads out. John shouts after him "Thank you. I'm John. John Winchester."

The man smiles as he opens the door to leave "Carver. Carver Edlund."