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Chapter 7

John made his way down the highway at an alarmingly fast rate. Sam cluched onto his seat and the newspaper clippings.

'We're almost there dad, don't worry.' Sam tried to reassure his dad, who basically shrugged off his good deed. Sam rolled his eyes. Dean sure could put up with their dad better than he ever could. 'What are you gunna do exactly?' Sam asked looking at John.
'Sam,' he began shortly. 'when the time comes you'll know what's going to happen.' Sam rolled his eyes yet again. The sooner they got there then, the better.

All that was running through John's mind was Dean. He deserved to live more than anyone he could think of. Everything he had given up for this family, everything he could have done. John really didn't know what kind of life Dean could of had. If Mary was still alive, Dean surely wouldn't live this life. Hell, he probably would laugh at anyone who mentioned there being such things as the paranormal. John shook his head. Sam knew about this well and would definatly tell him what he needed to know. He didn't need to know his plan until it was ready to unfold. Or Sam would be relucktant to help him.

'Sam, what do you know about this well? Have you seen anything happen to show anything paranormal?' John asked Sam glancing at him. Sam nodded. 'A girl made a wish with the gold coin and it came true. Except it's like the 'Be careful what you wish for kind of wishes. And I met this psycic I think, Madame Haleen. She gave Dean and me the coins. I think she's behind this.
She was talking about it to me when I went to see her.'

'You went to see her, Sam?' John asked slowing down the car to turn onto the exit. Sam nodded again. 'I went the morning Dean-
made his wish. She was warning me.'

'Then why did Dean still make the wish Sam? Why didn't you say something to him?' John demanded.

Sam's eyes widened. 'He didn't want to hear anything I had to say! He went to talk to her himself later on and they were talking about something. I don't know what though.'

John stared in silence staring at the road.

Sam sighed. 'Dad, if I knew what he was going to do, believe me, I would have stopped him. He did it so you would be alive. Remember that.'

'I will, Sam.'

They arrived at the well after lunch. It was mostly vacant because of the fog that began to set in from the cold. Madame Haleen's tent was closed as well. Sam pointed to the light that shown out of it. 'She's there.' John nodded and made his way over to the tent.
Sam took off running after him.

'Whoa, Dad, what are you gunna do?' Sam asked placing his hands on his shoulders. John quickly removed them. 'Just going to get some information, Sam. I need to know what we're up against.' And took off to the tent. John lifted the flap and looked in.

'Hello?' He called and entered Sam following closely behind. There was no one visably seen inside and they both started to look around. Sam made his way to a table that had a bag sitting in the middle of it. He peered inside and saw it was full of the gold coins.

Sam grabbed several and put them in his pocket. Next to the bag was a strip of paper with names scribbled on it. Reading down the list, he saw two names that didn't surprise him to see:

Dean Winchester

John Winchester

Sam turned to get his dad but was caught off guard by Madame Haleen who swiped his shirt with a knife. Sam fell back and flipped over the table with the coins scattering everywhere. This called John's attention who ran over. 'Get out!' Madame Haleen screamed holding the knife up to John. John put his hands up in defeat and looked at her. 'We don't mean you harm. I just have some questions.' Madame Haleen glared at him and walked closer to him holding the knife tightly. Sam manuvered himself up looking at his stomach.

Sam could barely feel any pain but a sting as if lightly bled. He slowly got up as to not make any noise and got behind Madame Haleen who was preoccupied by John. Sam quickly dove for her and knocked the knife out of her hand. She screamed loudly and he grabbed her.

'No one cares, remember?' Sam yelled at her covering her mouth. John grabbed a chair and some rope and motioned to Sam. Sam pushed her into the chair and John tied her mouth with a cloth. Sam tied her arms and legs to the chair and sat down into a chair. Madame Haleen glared at him with her nostrils flared.

John also grabbed a chair and sat down smiling. 'Well, I think we have some stuff to talk about don't you?' He asked Madame Haleen ready to get some answers on how to save his oldest son.

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