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Chapter 9 All about John?
In the last few years John Glock had a good life considering the crappy hand he had been dealt. Sure he didn't have a lot of friends but he was happy, his one regret, the only regret is that he didn't have a family. Sure he could make friends and connections to create a family, but something told him that it wouldn't be the same.
But then Sam found him, and as much as he wanted to believe that Sam was just an obsessed college student. But from the moment Sam walked into the cafe, John's soul called out to Sam and he knew no matter how he tried to cover it up that this was his family.
None of that mattered right now of course because John Glock was pissed, and John quickly decided that Dean Winchester was pissed too. After that dick move that Sam pulled after he opened up about what he had been through.
"What's wrong with you today, John?" Walter asked as he watched the distracted look on his employee's face.
"Nothing I'm fine." John answered in a quiet tone.
"Dean?" A customer asked with a happy smile on his face.
"Come on not this crap again. Listen buddy my name is John Glock, I work in this fine establishment. And just so I cover everything, even if my name was Dean winchester that's not who I am anymore." John told the customer without any of his usual charm.
"Well don't be afraid to tell me how you really feel." The customer answered with a gruff laugh.
"Who are you, and why are you here?" John asked with a steely glare.
"Names John Winchester, and it seems that you have been playing some sort of joke on your brother...and me too, by the look of it. So, stop this bull shit, Dean. This is childish even for you." John Winchester told his oldest son in his marine voice.
"I've heard the name but it means absolutely nothing to me, So you can go somewhere else and do your sound off, DAD. This isn't a game that I'm playing. So do me a favor and go see your son, be a real father for a change, and get the Hell out of my cafe!" His son said in a voice to let him know that he wasn't intimidated by him.
"Fine, have it your way, but tell me this. How can you just sit here in this cafe, and pretend that the things out there in the dark aren't killing people, while you play Joe Normal?" John Winchester asked before he left the cafe.
"Man, you are one crazy mother. I don't owe you or the world anything." John Glock answered.
"You so need anger management classes you know that, John?" Walt said as he squeezed his friend's shoulder.
"You're probably right, but this place would be so boring without me." John said with a cocky smile on his face.
"So where is your stalker today?" Walt asked curiously.
"I don't know, and you know what, I don't really care either." John told him dully.
"You see, you say that, but I have seen how you are with that kid." Walt told him with a knowing smile.
"Yeah well, that was yesterday." John stated sadly.
"Why don't you go home early and get your self back together?" Walt asked with concern as he noticed a wince on his friend's face.
"Are you sure? I mean I can work, it's just a headache." John replied not wanting to leave Walt high and dry.
"Remember that when I have you work a double. Now go on." Walt told him with a laugh.
TBC
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