AUTHORS NOTE: HEY PEOPLE! Here is the next chapter of Deaf Son! I really hope you guys like it! I'm sorry for it being so short but I felt bad for making you guys wait so long for this update but don't worry; I'm graduating high school on May 30 and I'll have 3 months to write fanfiction stuff before I go to Grand Valley State University.
P.S. I just wanted to tell you guys that this story is gonna be a mix of season 2 and 3 with original stuff to. Just thought you guys should know:) Also remember that I purposefully spell Deans spoken words wrong to embrace the deaf accent.
"Words"= normal talking.
++Words++= sign language
"++Words++"=Signing and talking.
Words= thoughts
"Words"=Telephone conversation
Words=something written on paper/computer/cell phone
Chapter 3. Vision. Bobby's Pov.
I hear the familiar rumble of the Impala engine and happiness fills my heart; my Son's back home. I set down the book I was looking over at get up from my desk; rushing towards the front door.
"++Hey Son!++" I say cheerfully as I walk towards Dean; he gives me a big smile and pulls me into a hug.
"Dad" he says into my shoulder; then pulls away. ++You miss me?++ he asks with a smug smile on his face but it doesn't reach his eyes.
"++Of course I did++" I say then sign a few seconds later ++You ok?++ He sighs.
"++I'll tell ou la'er++" I nod and turn to face the Winchesters.
"Hey Bobby!" Sam says tiredly and smile back.
"Hi Sam; John." John nods his head to me and slams the Impala trunk shut. "++Why don't you guys head in; I'll start making dinner.++" John nods.
"Did you make any progress with the hunt?" He asks.
"++I think I did but I want Dean to look over some things.++" Dean gives me a thumbs up and we all head inside; the Winchesters going upstairs and Dean following me into the kitchen. I close the door behind me and watch as Dean opens the fridge to grab a beer. He walks over to the drawer to grab the bottle opener, pops the top off, and takes a sip.
++Talk to me Dean++ I sign once Dean's looking at me. He sets his beer down and leans his hip on the counter.
++Just++ he signs then sighs, running his hand through his hair in frustration. ++John++ he signs after a few moments, and anger starts to bubble in my chest.
"What did he do?" He looks at me for a moment before shaking his head.
++Let me see what you came up with for the hunt.++
"++Dean you tell me right now.++" he swallows. "++I'm serious++" I sign; taking my pointer finger and touching it to my chin, turning it forty-five degrees. He closes his eyes and nods.
++He told me something…++ he trails off.
++What did he tell you?++ I sign; taking a step closer to my son.
++He told me to kill Sam if he goes dark side.++ he signs with force, showing his anger.
"++He told you what?++" I yell.
"++I 'ave to kill Sam…++" he drops his hands before he can finish.
Fucking John! How the hell can he tell his long lost fucking son to kill Sam? WHAT THE FUCK? I need to fucking shoot him! Where the hell is my shotgun?
"No!" Dean says grabbing onto me to stop my search for my gun. "Ou can't tell him I told ou!" Dean pleads. He pulls back and raises his right hand; rubbing his open palm in circles on his chest. ++Please++
++He is out of line Dean!++
++I know!+++ he signs. ++But you can't say anything; I don't want Sam to find out.++ I want to argue with him; but I cant…I fucking hate John right now for laying something like this on my Son…but Sam is gonna be loosing his father way too soon; he doesn't want the last months to be full of betrayal.
"++Fine; but-++ I'm cut off by John yelling 'Sam' upstairs.
"Dad?" Dean asks when he sees my head whip towards the door.
"++Sam++" I sign and we hurry upstairs to find Sam on the floor holding his head and John crouched in front of him.
"What the hell is going on John?" John answers without looking away from Sam.
"He's having a vision." We all watch as Sam vision ends; leaving him gasping for breath against the wall.
"Sam?" Dean asks worriedly from beside me.
"We need to leave right now." Sam breathes, getting John to help him stand up.
"What did you see?" John asks.
"This guy went into a gun shop, took one of their guns and shot the people in there, then killed himself." My eyes widen and Dean shakes my shoulder to get my attention. He gives me a confused look and I sign everything Sam just said.
"Le' go." Dean orders; exiting the room to grab his bag.
"Are you ok Sam?" I ask and he nods.
"I'll be fine; we just need to leave right now." I nod my head and watch him leave the room.
"Are you coming with us Bobby?" John asks, and I turn to face him; staring right into the bastards eyes. Hell if I'm leaving my Son alone with an asshole like that.
"Damn straight Winchester."
END OF CHAPTER! So what did you guys think? Like it? Hate it? Please let me know!
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