Title: One Hundred Years

Author: Molly

Chapter 2: Cometh the Hunters

Disclaimer: The Supernatural verse and all its characters belong to the WB/CW and THE creator E. Kripke

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Over the next few weeks, Mickey and Gabby spent a lot of time on the phone and exchanging emails. To give all of the hunters in the family time to get home, the 'family thing' was scheduled for the second week of February. Rob and Ellen gathered the books, journals and weapons from the bank vault and museums and brought everything to the house. After Ellen made a few calls, two young cousins who were attending the University of South Dakota arrived to help organize the information in the books and journals. Caleb and Casey Winchester were twins. Caleb was studying to be a lawyer and Casey was studying history and comparative religions.

The day of the family gathering finally arrived. There was a barbeque in the yard, with games for the little ones. After the meal, the hunters began to gather in the living room. Mickey stepped in front of the fire place, glancing up at the 'old men' for reassurance. Taking a deep breath, she began.

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"On Grandpa Dean's birthday, I spoke with Cas." After the hunters quieted down, she continued. "It seems that we Winchesters have to save the world again." Mickey's audience was silent.

Uncle Joe, who was standing in the archway between the living and dinning rooms, spoke up. "What is it this time, baby girl?" Several hunters chuckled nervously.

Mickey smiled before answering. "Hell has decided they want the rings. So, we have to find them first."

Joe pulled away from the wall he had been leaning against and whistled. "That's going to be one hell of a hunt. Those rings were separated and hidden for a reason. So that no one would be able to find them and put them together again."

A young hunter sitting on the floor in front of Mickey asked, "What rings?"

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Several older hunters groaned and shook their heads. As Joe continued walking towards Mickey, he explained, "the rings of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse dumb ass!" Joe didn't recognize the boy. As he continued to glare at him, Joe asked, "Who's your dad son?"

"Randy Marcus."

Ellen flipped through the pages on her clip board. "Jessica Winchester was married to a Randy Marcus. This must be Daniel."

"Freakin civilians! What makes you think you're a hunter boy?"

Daniel unfolded his legs and stood slowly, causing Joe to shift his line of sight about four inches above his own head. 'Huh,' thought Joe, 'Boy got the giant gene.'

Daniel met Joe's eyes and replied quietly, "My mom trained me. And I hunted with her for a couple of years before she died."

Joe nodded. He remembered Jessie; she had been a damn good hunter. Too bad she married a moron; Marcus had broken a salt line and she died protecting his sorry ass. "Who you been huntin' with since then?"

"Nobody. Most people think I'm like my dad and don't want to take the chance I'll screw up the way he did."

"Well, Jessie wouldn't have taken you on a hunt if she didn't think you could handle the job."

Mickey stepped forward, "Umm, about the rings. We have to find three of them and give them to Cas. Death took his ring back decades ago. That leaves War, Famine, and Pestilence. If anyone knows where a ring is, please let me know privately. Ellen and the twins have started the research. They are working forward from Dean's journal. But it is slow going. Grandpa Dean's instructions were simply that only one person should know where each ring was and nothing should ever be written down except the name of the next guardian in line."

At that point, Ellen stepped forward. "We have tracked War and Famine's guardians up to 2050. But Pestilence is proving to be more difficult to track. Casey is working through the oral histories. Please start gathering your families' stories, but wait for Casey to call you. He'll have specific time frames we are missing."

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Ellen and Mickey turned to look at Joe who was leaning against the mantel behind them. Joe scowled, "What?" he growled.

Mickey smiled, "Uncle Joe, we need some one to organize and co-ordinate the hunt."

"Balls!" Joe exclaimed, and then reached over taking Ellen's clip board and flipping through the pages. "First this is going to be three separate hunts. Each ring will have its own hunting party. I'll work up a list for each group, if you have preferences, let Ellen know. I'll do the prep work for each group, but after that, you two are going to be command central." Joe waived the clip board between Mickey and Ellen.

Mickey protested, "But I want to go on the hunt!"

Joe shook his head, "baby girl, you're not a hunter. Did Cas or Grandpa say you should be directly involved in the actual hunts?" Joe knew he was giving Mickey an opportunity to lie but he also knew she wouldn't. She understood the importance of the rings and protecting them more than most of the people in the room. He knew she wouldn't jeopardize retrieving the rings just to satisfy her wish to go on the hunt.

To Joe's surprise, Mickey nodded. "Yes, they want me to verify each ring is authentic."

Joe disagreed, "That doesn't mean they want you out there hunting."

"Please Uncle Joe! I was trained to be a hunter. I know I turned my back on hunting for awhile but I'm back now and it's time I started working in the field to get the experience I need."

Joe shook his head again then said, "We'll talk about this later." Mickey realized that was the best she would get from Joe at the moment so she nodded and stepped back.

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Joe looked out at his family in front of him. "All righty then. Get your weapons and vehicles ready. Rob we'll need a steady cash flow. Set something up." Rob nodded pulling out his phone he called the bank. "Ellen, we'll need a central info center."

Caleb spoke up, "I'm setting up a secure web site."

"Good. Ellen and Rob, looks like you two will be command central. The groups will contact you with information and you will pass it on to who ever need it. You'll also handle logistics; supplies, travel, motels. And make sure we all have current passports just in case."

Mickey hugged their uncle. "See, we knew we need you!" Then she whispered, "does this mean I get to go?"

Joe growled "Brat!" then he chuckled and hugged her. He had never been able to resist her puppy dog eyes.

Joe turned to Gabby, "put the kids to work getting silver bullets, rock salt shells and holy water ready."

Joe looked up from the clip board. "Well, whatcha waitin' fer ya idgets?" Slowly the family of hunters started to file out of the room. Gathering into smaller groups to compare notes and start planning.

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Joe caught Daniel's arm as he stood to leave. Daniel turned with a questioning look.

"How old are you boy?"

Trying to shake off Joe's hold on his arm, Daniel replied, "Not a boy. I'm 25"

"Okey dokey, You'll be working with me Danny boy."

Anger flashed across Daniel's face, "No thanks. I work alone. And it's Dan." He pulled his arm from Joe's hold and started to walk away.

"Sorry Danny boy but if you want in on this hunt you're stuck with me. Like you said, most of them," motioning towards their family, "don't trust you. And this is not a hunt that anyone can do alone."

"Why do you trust me?"

"Don't, but I trusted Jessie. So, if she hunted with you then I figure I can too. Am I wrong?"

Dan shook his head.

"Where you staying?"

"Blackwater Motel."

Joe shuddered dramatically, "That dump? Pack your shit and come back here. I'll tell Gabby to fix a room up for ya."

"Don't need charity," Dan spat.

"Not charity; you're family. Besides, I'll need ya here so ya can be my gofer Danny boy." Joe chuckled as he headed toward the library.

Dan smiled after his uncle; then headed out to his truck.

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AN: Not sure if anyone is still interested in this. I know it has been forever since I last updated. Things have been difficult but hey I have a new job and I can pay my bills again. Please review and let me know what you think. I'm looking for suggestions on locations for the hunts.

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