Mama
Dean and Sam were waiting too see Missouri. They were sitting in two chairs that were against the staircase. Katie was still outside, she had told the boys that she just needed some fresh air, but she was really trying to call John. Katie walked back into the house, just as Missouri came into the room. A man was walking towards the door, he gave Katie a once over while smiling at her. She took a seat in a chair next to Dean.
"Alright then, don't you worry about a thing." Missouri said following the guy to the door. "Your wife is crazy about you."
"Well, thank you." The man said, before Missouri closed the door.
"Poor bastard," Missouri turned, looking at the three waiting for her. "His woman is cold banging the gardener."
"Why didn't you tell him?" Dean asked with a small laugh.
"People don't come here for the truth. They come here for good news." Missouri said, walking back to the room she had exited earlier. She stopped, looking at them expectantly. "Well, Sam, Dean, Katie. Come on, I ain't got all day." She told them waving them in. The three shared a look before following her. Katie stayed back a little, glancing around the house. She looked up the stairs quickly, before stopping a little behind Dean in the door way. "Let me get a look at you." Missouri said as she turned to look at them with a smile on her face. "You boys grew up handsome," she turned her attention to Dean. "And you were one goofy looking kid too." Katie and Sam couldn't help the smiles that came when they got a look at his face. "And Katie sweetheart, you look more and more like your Momma as you grow up." Missouri said, smiling sweetly at her. Dean placed an arm around her, pulling Katie further into the room.
"You okay?" Dean asked her quietly as Missouri moved over to where Sam stood. Katie smiled tightly, with a small nod of her head.
"Sam," Missouri said, taking one of his hands in both of hers. "Oh, honey. I'm sorry about your girlfriend. And your father. He's missing?" Missouri asked. Worry was written all over her face. The boys stared at her in amazement.
"How did you know all that?" Sam asked, Dean and Katie shared his shock.
"Well, you were just thinking it, just know," Missouri answered simply. Giving them a look of confusion. Katie was amazed she had no idea Missouri was this good. Dean and Sam were just as amazed, and they wanted to know more.
"Where is he? Is he ok?" Dean asked, looking at Missouri expectantly.
"I don't know." Missouri told him with a slow shake of her head.
"Don't know? You're supposed to be a psychic, right?" Missouri didn't take this comment lightly. Katie and Sam shared a quick glance, before Missouri turned to Dean.
"Boy, you see me sawing some bony tramp in half?" Missouri asked. It was clear to all of them that she didn't like people questioning her abilities. "You think I'm a magician? I may be able to read thoughts and sense energies in a room but I can't just pull facts out of thin air. Sit. Please." Missouri said motioning to the couch next to the doorway. The three did as they were told, not wanting to anger Missouri again. Sam and Katie shared another smile as they took their seats. Dean on the other hand didn't seem too pleased with the reprimand he had just received. Katie looked at him, biting the corner of her lip, trying not to show the wide smile that was on her face. But she knew he could still see it in her eyes. Dean adjusted on the couch, which drew Missouri's attention back to him.
"Boy, you put your foot on my coffee table, I'm gonna whack you with a spoon," Missouri said, causing Dean to stare at her in innocence. Katie and Sam glanced at each other quickly knowing that he would have done just that if Missouri hadn't known it was coming.
"I didn't do anything," Defensively Dean sat up a little straighter.
"Well you were thinking about it," Missouri told him, clearly reminding him of her powers.
"Ok," Katie said, trying to bring the conversation back to the reason they were there. "So when did you first meet John?" Katie placed one of her hands on top of Dean's subconsciously. She was literally sandwiched in between the two boys, and she just couldn't control her actions.
"He came for a reading," Missouri began to explain to them. "A few days after the fire. I just told him what was really out there in the dark. I guess you could say I drew back the curtains for him."
"What about the fire?" Dean asked anxiously to get to the important stuff. "Do you know about what killed our mom?" He asked a little on the timid side, he didn't want to relive it, but it had to be known sooner or later. Sooner was just better.
"A little. Your daddy took me to your house. He was hoping I could sense the echoes, the fingerprints of this thing."
"And could you?" Sam asked finally bringing himself into the conversation.
"I don't…." Missouri seemed to stubble through her words. Clearly she wasn't sure how to present them with her findings.
"What was it?" Sam asked trying to get her to tell them whatever see knew.
"I don't know. Oh, but it was evil," Missouri told them. Katie watched as Missouri got out of her chair, and began pacing the floor. Her hand tightened around Dean's. She suddenly realized that John was right. She didn't need to be involved with anything that concerned the thing that killed Mary or Jess, mostly because she could be the next casualty.
After explaining everything they had learned so far, Missouri tried to put all the pieces together. "So you think something is back in that house?"
"Definitely," Sam answered sure of what they had told her.
"I don't understand," Missouri mused. It was obvious that she was mostly thinking out loud, but they wanted to help her through the process.
"What?" Sam tried coaxing the information out of her.
"I haven't been back inside but I've been keeping an eye on the place, and it's been quiet. No sudden deaths, no freak accidents. Why is it acting up now?" Missouri asked. Katie shook her head. It was the question of all questions, nothing seemed to make any sense at this moment in time.
"I don't know," Sam answered, glancing at Dean and then Katie quickly before continuing with his thought. "But dad going missing and Jessica dying and now this house all happening at once, it just feels like something's starting."
"That's a comforting thought," Dean said, causing Katie to give his hand another quick squeeze. She locked eyes with Sam, they all knew that this job wasn't going to be anything like the others they had worked on.
They were getting ready to go back to the house. Missouri was going to look around, and see if there was anything she could sense that was out of the ordinary. Katie on the other hand wasn't all that thrilled about going back there. She was suddenly struck with the realization that she might be in danger, just like John had told her.
"Katie," Dean asked walking up behind her. He placed a hand on the small of her back, trying to comfort her. "What's up?"
"Nothing, it's just…" Katie turned away from his stare. "Maybe you three should do this on your own. I can just stay here?" Katie was practically pleading with him. Dean could see the fear that was hidden behind her small smile.
"Yeah, that'd be okay I guess." Dean pulled away and looked at Missouri who nodded at them.
"You just make yourself at home, darling." Katie smiled at them as they walked out the door and toward the Impala. Closing the door slowly, Katie collapsed against it. She couldn't understand why she was feeling so afraid.
SsSsSsSs
Jenny opened the door, cradling her son in her arms, to find Sam, Dean, and Missouri standing there. "Sam, Dean. What are you doing here?" She asked, trying to calm herself down from her resent shock.
"Hey, Jenny," Sam's words came out soft, he could tell that something was wrong. "This is our friend, Missouri."
"If it's not too much trouble we were hoping to show her the old house," Dean said, trying to come off as polite as possible. "You know, for old time's sake."
"You know what? This isn't a good time. I'm kinda busy," Jenny said as she began to close the door.
"Listen, Jenny, its important…." Dean started to explain, but was cut off by Missouri's hand connected with the back of his head. "Ow," Dean turned to look at the woman that smacked him. He was beginning to really hate having her around, she seemed to have it out for him.
"Give the poor girl a break. Can't you see she's upset?" Missouri scolded before turning to Jenny. "Forgive this boy. He means well. He's just not the sharpest tool in the shed. But hear me out." Missouri said calmly, she knew Jenny was worried, and she needed their help.
"About what?" Jenny asked glancing from Missouri to the boys behind her.
"About this house." Missouri told her gesturing to the house around them.
"What are you talking about?" Jenny tried to play off her fears.
"I think you know what I'm talking about. You think there's something in this house. Something that wants to hurt your family. Am I mistaken?"
"Who are you?" Jenny asked, looking at the three people that stood in her doorway. She was beginning to think there was something very different about these people. They weren't who they said they were.
"We're people who can help. Who can stop this thing," Missouri tried to reassure the young mother. "But you're gonna have to trust us just a little."
SsSsSsSs
Katie was sitting on the stairs, a steaming up in her hands. She didn't know what to say, or how to act. She had so many emotions running through her at this time that she thought she would explode if she didn't do anything about them. "How much longer?" Katie's voice came out smaller than she would have liked.
John looked up from his own cup, "I don't know. It's just not the right time." He explained to her. Katie looked at him, her big brown eyes pleading with him. "I just need time."
"You know I hate lying to them." Katie told him plainly. John nodded his head, wrapping an arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer to him. Katie squeezed her eyes closed, wrapping her small arms around John. She missed him, he was the only father she had left, and sometimes a girl just needs a dad. "God I miss him sometimes." Katie whispered into his shoulder, letting a single tear fall from her eyes. "Sometimes you need family." Katie said, trying to sound a little stronger than she had a few minutes ago. She pulled away from him, wiping the tear away.
"Kaitlin, you have family. Me, my boys, we are your family." John reassured her, placing a hand on top of hers. Katie smiled up at him, she knew he was right, she just needed it to be said sometimes.
SsSsSsSs
"If there's a dark energy around here, this room should be the center of it," Missouri said as she entered Sari's room. The boys followed her in, watching as she moved around the room.
"Why?" Sam asked.
"This used to be your nursery, Sam. This is where it all happened." Missouri explained. The boys couldn't help the pull of their eyes to the ceiling. While Missouri continued to wandered round the room, hovering over certain items, Dean decided it was time to do come investigating of his own.
"That an EMF?" Missouri asked with a hint of curiosity in her voice.
"Yeah," Dean said not letting his eyes leave the device in his hands.
"Amateur," Missouri stated as she continued her pervious actions. The EMF meter in Dean's hand began to light up and beep franticly, grabbing both Dean and Sam's attention.
"I don't know if you boys should be disappointed or relieved but this ain't the thing that took your mom," Missouri told them as she looked over to where they were still standing by the door.
"Are you sure?" Sam asked, wondering if just maybe she was wrong, but Missouri's nod was all the reassurance she gave. "How do you know?"
"It isn't the same energy I felt last time I was here. It's something different."
"What is it?" Dean asked not understanding why something else would in the house.
"Not it. Them," Missouri said as she opened the closet doors and walked inside. "There's more than one spirit in this place."
"What are they doing here?"
"They're here because of what happened to your family," Missouri began to explain as she made her way out of the closet and over to where the boys stood. "You see, all those years ago, real evil came to you. It walked this house. That kind of evil leaves wounds. And sometimes wounds get infected."
"I don't understand," Sam said.
"This place is a magnet for paranormal energy," Missouri explained further. "It's attracted a poltergeist. A nasty one. And it won't rest until Jenny and her babies are dead."
"You said there was more than one spirit," Sam said.
"There is," Missouri said walking back to the closet. "I just can't quite make out the second one."
"Well, one things for damn sure," Dean began, walking further into the room, then turning to face Sam and Missouri. "Nobody's dying in this house ever again. So whatever is here how do we stop it?"
SsSsSsSs
Missouri had called Katie, telling her what ingredients to get together to banish the spirits from the house. Now that all four of them were back at Missouri's house and working together things were going to be a little easier.
Missouri told the group just how they were going to stop these spirits, Missouri was walking round the room while Dean and Katie sat at the table, Dean wrapping up bundles of herbs, Sam was standing across form Katie, a pensive look on his face. She could tell something was wrong, but she didn't want to pry in front of everyone.
"So, what is all this stuff anyway?" Dean asked, as he sprinkled some ingredients on the fabric.
"Angelica Root, Van Van oil, crossroad dirt," Missouri answered. "A few other odds and ends."
"Yeah, what are we supposed to do with it?" Katie asked, as she watched Sam.
"We're gonna put them inside the walls in the north, south, east, west corners on each floor of the house," Missouri answered Katie, taking a seat next to her.
"We're gonna be punching holes in the drywall, Jenny's gonna love that," Dean said glancing at his brother.
"She'll live," Missouri said with a small smirk. Katie gave a small smile, still watching Sam.
"And this will destroy the spirits?" Sam asked.
"It should," Missouri answered. "It should purify the house completely. We'll each take a floor."
While Sam and Missouri talked, Dean looked at the herbs that were in his hands, carefully licking the mixture from his fingers. He pulled a face, wiping his fingers on his shirt, and hoping no one had seen. Katie on the other hand had, and she punched him lightly on the leg, giving him a look that told him just how stupid his 'taste-the-strange-herbs' idea had been. She continued to listen to Missouri, unconsciously letting her hand rest on his thigh.
"But we work fast," Missouri continued, her tone getting lower and an air of seriousness filled the room. "Once the spirits realize what we're up to things are gonna get bad."
SsSsSsSs
Later that night, Missouri ushered Jenny and her kids out of the house. "Look, I just… I'm not sure I'm comfortable leaving you guys here alone," Jenny said nervously to Missouri.
"Just take your kids to the movies or something and it will be over by the time you get back. Ok," Missouri told her. Jenny, though reluctantly, left Missouri, Sam, Dean and Katie alone in her house. She walked down the steps of her house with her kids while Missouri went back in the house ready for the night ahead.
Sam had chosen the second floor, walking into the master bedroom with a hammer and a bag of herb mixture in his hand. Looking around him, he chose a spot by the far wall, kneeling on the floor and tapping the wall to find a hollow spot. Behind him a lamp chord began to move, slowly snaking across the floor.
Downstairs Dean moved into the kitchen, moving different appliances out of the way before tapping with the end of his axe, looking for a hollow spot. He punched the hole, but before he could place the herbs in the wall, a drawer opened.
Missouri and Katie had taken the basement. They were looking around for the perfect spot to place their sacs of herbs. Finding a gap in the wall, Missouri placed her sac inside.
Katie continued to walk around, waiting for Missouri to come back upstairs. Suddenly there was a steady scraping as a chest of drawers flew across the room towards Missouri. Turning, Katie screamed to get her attention, but it was too late. It pinned Missouri against the wall.
In the kitchen, Dean had a feeling something wasn't right, his sixth sense was kicking in. He had just put the herbs inside the wall when the sound of soft scraping of metal caught his ears. Turning quickly, he ducked in time, the cabinet where his head had been was now pinned with a knife.
Dean turned the kitchen table over, shielding himself from any other objects set on impaling him. The table was then impaled with knives, Dean backing away from their protruding tips.
Sam hearing the lamp behind him fall turned slightly to see what had caused it. Before he realized what was happening, the chord was around him neck choking him. He tried to get the herbs in the wall, but he couldn't reach. With all the strength he could find he tried to pull the chord away from his neck, but the action was useless.
Dean ran in just in time to see his little brother begin to lose consciousness. "Sam," he called running over to his brother's side. He tried, much as Sam had before, to get the chord off of his neck. Finally realizing it wasn't going to work, Dean grabbed the herbs standing up and kicking a whole in the wall. He ducked as a white flash over took the house, expelling the spirit. Moving back to Sam, Dean unwrapped the chord, pulling Sam limply to him.
SsSsSsSs
Exhausted from the horror of the night, Sam, Dean, Katie and Missouri stood kitchen where the floor covered in food, tables and draws open, and the furniture upturned.
"You sure this is over?" Sam asked unsure, he couldn't shake the feeling he was getting.
"I'm sure. Why?" She asked, turning to him. "Why do you ask?"
"Never mind. It's nothing, I guess," Sam said as they heard the sound of the front door opening and closing, then the hallway light switching on, No one moved, they didn't know how they were going to explain what happened to Jenny.
"Hello? We're home," Jenny called as she walked into the kitchen with Richie and Sari. She was amazed to see what was once her nice clean kitchen in shambles. "What happened?"
"Hi," Sam said with a nervous smile. "Sorry. We'll… we'll pay for all of this." This comment, however, earned a glare from Dean. Katie had to suppress the laugh that was trying to escape.
"Don't you worry. Dean's gonna clean up this mess," Missouri assured Jenny, and Dean's glare was now aimed at her as she turned to him.
"Well, what are you waiting for, boy? Get the mop," Missouri said. Dean looked at her, Katie and Sam sharing small smiled. Missouri read his mind quickly before he turned away. "And don't cuss at me."
Dean gave her another look before turning away, muttering something under his breath that was most certainly cussing. Katie and Sam burst into fits of laughter as Dean exited the room.
SsSsSsSs
After the house was cleaned and the spirits gone, Katie, Sam, Dean, and Missouri were glad they had helped Jenny. Katie walked out of the house, Dean and Sam helping Missouri, followed behind her.
Jenny lay in her bed, reading a magazine, yawned. After the long day she's had it was beginning to wear her out. Throwing the magazine on the nightstand and switching the light off, she got comfortable under her covers. Finally Jenny let sleep take over. But the moment was short lived. Suddenly her bed began to shake uncontrollably. She began to scream, fumbling to get out of the covers and off the bed.
Outside, Sam, Dean and Katie were sitting in the Impala. Sam was keeping a close eye on the house. Katie tried to stay awake, but the longer she laid in the back seat the more sleep seemed to win the battle.
"Right, so tell me again, what are we still doing here?" Dean asked Sam, since it had been his suggestion they stay and watch the house for the night.
"I don't know," Sam said. "I just…. I still have a bad feeling."
"Why?" Dean asked again, getting frustrated with his brother's vague answers. "Missouri did her whole Zelda Rubinstien thing. The house should be clean. This should be over."
"Yeah," Sam answered. "Well, probably, but I just wanna make sure, that's all."
"Yeah, well, problem is, I could be sleeping in a bed right now," Dean said, slouching back against the chair, trying to get comfortable in the small space he had.
"I second that," Katie said, raising a hand aimlessly in the air. Sam kept an eye on the house, knowing something was going to happen. His eyes scanning to the top window, Sam saw his vision coming to life. Jenny was pounding against her window screaming for help.
"Katie, Dean!" Sam called, jumping out of the car. Dean and Katie got up searching for what Sam had seen. Quickly opening the doors, Katie and Dean jumped out of the car, following Sam up the yeard.
"You two grab the kids, I'll get Jenny," Dean told them as they ran up to the house. Jenny left the window, once she saw that help was coming. Dean went straight for Jenny's room, hearing her struggling with her door. "Jenny!"
"I can't open the door!" Jenny screamed back, her fear evident in her voice.
"Stand back," Dean told her. He waited a moment, as she did what he instructed, and then kicking the door in.
"Come on," he called to her, pulling her hand and trying to drag her from the room, and get her out of the house safely.
"No, my kids!" she said resisting his urging pulls.
"Sam and Katie have got your kids. Come on," Dean said, finally pulling Jenny from her room and out of the house. Katie held Richie in her arms, as Sam ran towards Sari's room, hearing her cries of help.
Coming down the hallway and turning into Sari's doorway, Sam hesitated when he saw the flaming spirit coming towards the young girl. Katie shielded Richie's eyes from the flames, but she urged Sam to grab the poor girl, frozen from fear.
"Come here," Sam said, picking her up off the bed. "Don't look." Sam said as he also shielded the girl in his arms. Katie was already heading down the stairs, while Sam followed closely behind her. Almost out the door, Sam suddenly stopped, causing Sari to hesitate as well. Katie turned once she realized she wasn't being followed any longer.
"Sam?" she said, worried something was going to happen to her friend. He pushed Sari over to Katie. The concerned look on his face worried Katie, but she knew he could handle it.
"Right, Sari go outside with Katie and your brother as fast as you can and don't look back," he told her. Katie was about to protest when Sam was suddenly thrown off his feet by and unseen force. The action frightened both the children, and Katie thought it was best to get them to their mother and have Dean help her with Sam.
Katie grabbed Sari's hand glancing back down the hallway quickly. She pulled Sari as she ran down the yard, meeting Dean and Jenny near the street. Sari and Richie reached out to their mother as Dean looked back in the house
"Where's Sam?" Dean asked looking from Katie to the kids being held protectively by their mother.
"Inside. Whatever's in there has him," Katie told him. Dean turned to the house in time to see the door slam shut, keeping his brother inside. Katie stood by him, waiting for him to make the first move. Ignoring everything, Dean headed for the trunk of the Impala. He pulled out a shotgun and axe, Katie only grabbed the other shotgun then followed him back to the house.
Running to the front door, Dean tried kicking it down, but the wood wouldn't give. Finally forgetting the first plan, Dean began to use the axe he had in his hand, hacking through the wooden door.
Inside the house Sam was thrown from room to room, landing heavily against the kitchen cupboards, knocking down everything he came into contact with. He tried to pull himself off the floor, but the spirit did it for him as he was picked up, and plastered against one of the walls. Sam tried with all his strength to pull himself away from the wall, but he it was impossible. The spirit wasn't going to let him get away that easy.
"Sam!" he heard Katie's voice call from the front door. Dean had managed to break a hole in it. Sam didn't respond he was distracted by mass of fire walking towards him, it was the same thing that had come out of Sari's closet.
Dean finally broke through the door. He was the first one in, Katie following closely behind him. They searched for Sam, hoping it wasn't too late for the youngest Winchester. Dean held the shotgun up, waiting for anything to happen.
"Sam? Sam," Dean called out, Dean and Katie turned into the kitchen to find Sam pinned to the wall. Noticing Sam's distracted demeanor the two were drawn to the figure on fire, Dean pointed the shotgun at it, Katie standing back behind him, not sure what she was suppose to do.
"No! Don't! Don't!" Sam told his brother.
"What? Why?" Dean yelled back, confused by his brother's demand.
"Because I know who it is. I can see her now," Sam said. And as he said that, the figure went from a walking fireplace to a woman, Mary Winchester to be exact.
"Mom?" Dean said softly, lowering his weapon, an expression of shock on his face one that Sam matched exactly. Katie took in a sharp breathe. She stared at the woman that had started it all. John's obsession with the supernatural and put the two boys in front of her in Katie's life.
"Dean," she said with a smile on her face, stepping up to him. Dean could only stare at his mother's form. He didn't know what to do, or say. Sam silently let a tear run down his face. This was the mother he'd only known through pictures and stories. He was amazed at how beautiful she was, even if it was only her spirit.
"Sam. I'm sorry," she said gently, now standing in between her two boys.
"For what?" Sam asked, his voice strained by the tears that were threatening to spill from his eyes. Mary didn't answer, but instead she turned away. Looking at Katie quickly, Mary gave the girl a soft smile. The women shared a moment of understanding. Katie knew that she had to look after the boys, and Mary knew Katie was going to be just what the Winchester men needed.
Finally turning away from the three, Mary moved into the other room. "You get out of my house," she spoke up to the ceiling. "And let go of my son."
Once again Mary's body turned to flames, the light from them caused the three to turn away, shooting up to the ceiling and disappearing. The house fell quiet, and the hold on Sam fell. He collapsed down from the wall, Katie moving to his side to make sure he was okay.
"Now it's over," Sam announced, him and Katie moved to stand beside Dean. The boys still staring ahead at the spot Mary Winchester had vanished from.
SsSsSsSs
The job was finally over, and the only thing on everyone's mind was sleep. Waiting for Missouri to walk around the house on more time, Dean and Katie stood next to the Impala, flipping through the old photos of Dean's childhood Jenny had given him.
"Thanks for these," Dean said to Jenny, who was stood in front of them.
"Don't thank me. They're yours," she said with a smile as she walked away to stand with her children.
Katie watched as he threw the last stack of photos back in the box. "It's weird. Seeing a time when you had a happy family. Sometimes I forget you two had a normal life before." Dean looked at her, she had a sad tone in her voice, but her face was still had a glow to it.
"It was a long time ago." Dean said, looking down at her.
Sitting on the steps of the house Sam was lost in thought over everything they had been through here, and barely noticed Missouri come out of the house.
"Well, there are no spirits in there anymore," Missouri said as she sat on the steps beside him. "This time for sure."
"Not even my mom?" Sam asked.
"No," Missouri said, her voice comforting.
"What happened?" Sam asked.
"Your mom's spirit and the poltergeists energy, they cancelled each other out. Your mom destroyed herself going after the thing."
"Why would she do something like that?"
"Well, to protect her boys, of course." Hearing this, Sam turned away, afraid tears would fall from his eyes. Missouri reached out to give him a comforting touch his shoulder, but stops.
"Sam, I'm sorry," was all she could say.
"For what?" Sam asks for the second time today.
"You sensed it was here, didn't you? Even when I couldn't."
"What's happening to me?" Sam asked, afraid of everything that has been happening to him lately. First the nightmares coming true, and now him being able to sense his mother's spirit.
"I know I should have all the answers but… I don't know." Missouri told him.
"Sam, you ready?" Katie's voice called out to him. Dean was putting everything back in the trunk, and Katie was standing with the back door open. She gave a big smile to Missouri and waited as Sam got up and made his way down the walk.
"Thanks, Sam," Jenny said as she past by him, already having said her goodbyes to Dean and Katie. Sam stood beside the car next to Katie, Dean standing by the driver's door. They turned back to Missouri and Jenny before they got inside the car.
"Don't you guys be strangers," Missouri told them.
"We won't," Dean said.
"See you around," Missouri finished as Jenny waved to them. With a smile, Sam, Dean and Katie got inside the car. They were finally done with the job and leaving Lawrence behind them once again.
SsSsSsSs
Missouri made her way into her house later that night, throwing her bag down on the table. She had a worrisome expression on her face. The days events still unfolding in her mind.
"That boy," Missouri spoke out loud. "I mean, he has such powerful abilities. Why he couldn't sense his own father, I have no idea." Missouri walked into her living room where, sitting on the couch, was John Winchester.
"Mary's spirit?" John asked solemnly. "Do you really think she saved the boys?"
"I do," Missouri told him, as John nodded sadly, looking down at the wedding ring still on his finger.
"John Winchester, I could just slap you," Missouri's sudden change shocked the man in the room with her. "Why don't you go talk to your children?"
"I want to," John said. "You have no idea how much I wanna see them. But I can't. Not yet." John looked up at Missouri, all the emotion he felt pouring out through is eyes as his gaze locked with hers. Missouri knew he'd been talking with Katie, but she didn't understand what was keeping him away from his boys. "Not until I know the truth."