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John's POV
I watched the skepticism in the eyes of both my boys. They didn't believe me, I thought mentally shrugging. I don't blame them. I only learned of their existence just a few months ago.
"So vampires are real." Dean's voice seemed laced with humor as if he had just thought of a humorous joke.
"How come you never told us anything about them?" It was Sam's anger that I felt myself being pulled into the past of him always fighting me.
"Because I thought they were extinct." I said carefully choosing my words so I wouldn't start a fight with him. "But more important matters we need to find that Colt. So we need to trace them down. We find the Vampires-"
"We find this Colt." A sleepy voice came from the back seat of the Impala. "So who is Colt?"
"It's a gun." I snickered as my daughter, I only just met a few months ago, sat up and began to rub to eyes. "Some vampires has it and we need to find them."
"Just head west. Find an abandon building and we should be good." We all stared at her as she stretched and let out a yawn.
"You know what Vampires are?" Dean asked flipping around to look as she smiled her eyes were still trying to keep her eyes from falling.
"Met a few in El Paso, Texas." She cleared her throat and turned her attention to me and her eyes went wide with surprise. "Dad?" She squeaked clambering out of the Impala and wrapped her arms around my middle. Sam and Dean looked at each other shrugged and cleared their throat. "So we're hunting Vampires to get a gun right?" I nodded. She cleared her throat and looked down at her brothers. "What?"
"You seem different." Sam said and Dean nodded in agreement.
"Got to love my allergy pills." She smiled and looked up at me. Her large hazel eyes sparkled in the fading light. She looked so grown up since the last time I saw her.
"Come on we got to head." I turned to walk to my large truck that was hidden around the corner. I heard hurried footsteps behind me and a yell from Dean I turned around to see Christina running to catch up. Dean looked over at Sam but rolled their eyes. "You need to be-"
"No I want to come with you." She said running up to passenger side door and swung it open. "And I'm not taking no for an answer."
Just like Mary. "Alright, just this once, but if things get out of hand..."
"I'll go back to my brothers I know. But to be fair they are a bit overprotective of me."
"Then why do you want to come with me?" I asked as we both climbed into my truck. "I'm your father."
"Because I want to get to know you. Not just by what Sam and Dean have said, but by you."
~V.S.~
We arrived at small hotel room, and I watched as my boys instantly climbed into bed, Christina seemed to be a machine as she pulled out Sam's laptop and began to do some research. I pulled out an old radio and turned it on filling the semi silent room with static.
"Listening for some clues?" Christina asked peering from the laptop. I glanced at her and was surprised to see her wearing glasses.
"Yeah," I said softly. "Why aren't you asleep?"
"Well, for one thing I slept for a few hours, thanks to my allergy pills, and second I won't fall asleep until I can do some research. It's what I do best." She smiled up at me pushing her glasses further up her nose.
"You where glasses?"
"Only when I'm reading or on the computer." She shrugged and went back to looking at the computer.
I turned my attention back to the radio. Something had just happened a few miles away on the highway.
"Unit 22 let me confirm. Mile marker 41, abandoned car. You need a workup?" My stomach tightened as I continued to listen.
"Copy that. Possible 207. Better get forensics out here."
As if she had been with me for years instead of just a few hours, Christina jumped to her feet gently closing the laptop and slid it back into Sam's backpack. "Is it them?"
"It's possible." I answered jumping to my feet, setting the radio on the table. I reached for my jacket. "Dean, Sam let's go." I said slapping their slightly covered feet. Dean instantly sat up though his eyes were still closed. He grumbled something before beginning to rub his eyes. "I picked up a police call." I said with more urgency in my voice. Sam and Dean took that and jump to their feet grabbing their clothes while Christina was just throwing on her jacket before sliding a knife into a sheath on the back of her leg.
"What happened?" Sam asked throwing sitting down his socks and shoes sliding over his feet.
"A couple called 911, found a body in the street. Cops got there everyone is missing. It's the vampires."
"How do you know?" Sam asked his eyes narrowing into skepticism.
"Just follow me," I said as I walked out of the room.
"Huh, vampires." I heard Dean say before I could get halfway to my car. "Get's funnier every time I hear it."
End of John's POV
