Blood is Thicker Than Water
John grabbed for the water battle which was lying in the rack to his side and turned to his son who was stood with his hands in his pockets. They were still at the hospital, John hadn't been able to leave, something was keeping him here, and he knew it was Catherine, he didn't want to leave, didn't feel right leaving when the only person she knew was him.
He sighed to himself and ran a callused hand over his tired face as he paid the women behind the counter. Sam caught the act and furrowed his brow, he knew the last day or so had been hard on everyone, but more so on their father, he had been the one to know Catherine the longest had been the one who had found her right after she had been tortured and then had to watched as her brother, the only remaining person in her family was killed on the demons orders.
"Hey dad are you ok?" Sam asked moving slightly so that John could leave the line.
John turned his head ever so slightly and smiled while nodding his head, he was proud of his son, more then proud, every one around him was barely holding it together, and he had picked up the reins and was keeping the family from falling apart.
"Yeah, thanks for asking Sammy." John replied tiredly, using the name Sam pretended to hate to let him know that he was ok, even if at the moment it didn't seem it, he was still there and they would all get through this.
Sam could see the emotion and tears in his fathers eyes, the tears that John was keeping far at bay, because Sam knew that if John broke down it would be in the confines of a bathroom with the shower turned on, just like Dean had done when they got to the motel.
John and Sam shared a brief look each sizing the other up, each of them trying to see into the others mind, something that they had never been able to do, and in that moment a truce was called, if not for Dean then for Catherine, they both needed them as one, not arguing or trying to kill each other. With a nod of their heads they smiled at each other before they began to make their way down the corridor to the car parking lot.
John stopped walking and Sam followed suit a second later a curious look on his face as he surveyed his father. John took in a breath, he knew there was things that needed to be said, rifts that needed to be healed, it my as well be when wounds were already open.
"Hey Sam-"John was interrupted by the noise of his phone. He sighed irritably to himself and pulled it out of his coat pocket.
"Hey, is Catherine ok?" Catherine's uncle Caleb asked in worry, John sighed, after she had been taken to the hospital after collapsing after the fight, Caleb had thought it would be better to head out of town and grab some supplies just in case anything else tired to take a pop while they were all down.
"Yeah Caleb but some kind of memory lose, the doctors aren't sure if she'll get it back" John replied, rubbing his hand over his head. He felt slightly guilty at not calling Caleb the second she had regained consciousness, but the thought had completely slipped his mind when they realized she didn't remember anything.
"Just take care of her John……we may have some vampire activity, that's why I called" Caleb finished and John knew by the sound in his voice Caleb really didn't want to divulge the information now that he knew the full extent of Catherine's injuries.
"Have you got any information on the names and the places where the missing people were last seen?" John questioned, knowing that what ever was happening needed looking into, everything else would just have to full into place.
"Erm... yeah the first person to go missing was Loraine Hargreves, the second one was John O' cornel and the last one was yet another woman called kira Richards and they were last seen on the same road called Elmerton Ave."
Caleb listed of the names and John took a mental note, he would have Sam check them out; possibly hack into the police records to see what the police had on the victims.
"Ok thanks Caleb ill get right on to it." John said turning his phone of. John placed the phone back into his pocket and was glad to see Sam looking curious rather then angry.
"Hey Dad what did Caleb say?" Sam question John, his arms folded over his chest as he studied his father.
"Some possible vampire activity around Pennsylvania." John explained to his son, before telling him that he wanted to check the police database when they got back to the motel.
John and Sam arrived back at the hospital nearly two hours later, the information they had found was sitting in the car for Dean to look over while they hit the road.
They knocked lightly on the door and entered the room to see Catherine sleeping peacefully in the hospital bed and Dean stood in front of the window his back to them.
Dean turned around slowly as if forcing himself to look away from the peaceful and serene picture that was the outside world, because if he turned around he knew he would be thrust back into the real word so painfully he didn't know if he could go on.
"Oh hey guys." Dean spoke silently, his eyes drifting over to the bed, and Sam could see the want and need in his eyes, the pure un diluted need for her to wake up and remember him.
John looked over at his son and sighed he knew he needed to get away, knew he needed something to take his mind of what was happening here.
"Dean Caleb told me there is some vampire activity going on in Pennsylvania and I want you to come with me and Sam." John then went on to fill him on what they had found out while at the motel.
Dean nodded his head slowly before leaning against the wall, he knew this life would never be over, knew that he would be thrust back into it sooner or later, he just wished it wasn't this soon, wished that he had more time with Catherine, more time to make her remember.
"Guys what about me?" Catherine's voice spoke softly and the Winchesters turned to see that she was lifting herself up by the elbows.
"Catherine you can't come your hurt, you don't remember the last four years of your life, I won't risk something going wrong." John's voice was firm and left no room for arguing, both Sam and Dean nodded their heads in agreement.
"You can't expect me to sit out on a hunt John, Ive hunted hurt before Catherine replied her eyes looking over at John letting him know she meant what she said.
"Cat dad's right." Sam stated softly his eyes begging her to stay where she was, to stay where she was safe.
Catherine looked over at Sam and nodded her head slowly, for some reason, Sam made her feel safe, it was probably the puppy dog eyes she thought to herself.
The second John, Dean and Sam left the hospital room John rang Caleb and told him to keep an eye on Catherine, he knew she had told them that she would stay put, but he also knew what she was like when she was seventeen, she had a way of doing what she wanted even when she said she would do it.
They had been driving for nearly three hours when Dean heard the first murmur of pain coming from his brother, he gripped the wheel tighter and turned his head so he could see what was happening, and what he saw he didn't like one bit.
Sam had his hands in his hands and his face was contorted in pain, Vision, Dean thought cursing slightly, with the demon gone he had really thought they would be over.
"Hey Sammy you ok?" Dean asked but Sam didn't reply and Dean swerved the impala of the road on to the side of the road, he quickly got out of the car and headed round to the passenger side where Sam was sitting.
John pulled his truck up behind the impala and headed over to his two sons. He looked down at Sammy and sighed in relief when he saw that his son was ok.
"Hey Sammy you ok?" Dean asked urgently
"Its back." Sam said in fear, his eyes shooting to his farther and brother, his hand clinging onto Dean's leather jacket.
"What's back?" John asked