A/N Wow thank you guys so much for the amazing response to the first chapter! I appreciate your reviews, follows and favorites so much! I really hope you guys like this one. This chapter takes place one hour before the first, so it helps explain a bit more. By the way, in this story Sam is 14 and Dean is 19! Enjoy!
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1 hour earlier
"Want a beer?" Bobby asked, gesturing his head toward the kitchen.
"Sure," John responded to the back Bobby's head, following him through the living room.
John suddenly stopped in the middle of the living room as if something held him back.
"Something wrong, John?" Bobby questioned.
"Nah, just tripped over myself," John responded chuckling.
Bobby flipped around and ended up staring at the barrel of John's gun.
"Knew there was something off about you," Bobby stated, smiling.
John lifted up the corner of the floor rug to reveal a devil's trap. Smirking, he let it fall back to the floor, eyes going black.
The demon in John laughed. "Don't you know your not supposed to bring your work home with you, Bobby?"
"Guess we ganked the wrong bitch, huh?" Bobby asks, pacing in front of the demon. The gun follows Bobby's movement.
"One of my assistants," the demon states, clicking his tongue. "Such a shame. I couldn't just let you get away with it, could I?"
Bobby eyed the gun, walking over to his desk, rifling through the papers covering it.
The demon laughed out loud. "Gonna excercise me, huh?"
"That's the plan," Bobby sighs.
Hearing the gun click makes Bobby's head jerk up.
The demon has the gun propped against his head, smiling. "Go ahead. Try it. And Johnny goes bye-bye."
Bobby stops his movements glaring at the demon. Suddenly, Bobby heard his front door burst open. Shit! Probably more demons.
"Sam! Give it back, you're gonna hurt yourself! I'll kick your ass!" Bobby heard Dean yell at his younger brother and then Sam's laughter. He also heard the small running footsteps of Sam coming towards the living room. Shit!
The demon in John's form whipped around. And whether it was in surprise or intentional, he fired the gun. Twice.
Immediately after the first shot, Bobby hears it bounce off a wall. But the second shot happened in slow motion. Sam's smile fell from his face. The small pocket knife that must have been what Sam had taken from Dean fell from his hand. Sam dropped his head to stare at the blood blossoming on his blue flannel on his chest. He fell to his knees.
"Sam!" Dean screamed, but to Bobby it was no more than a whisper. All he could hear was the ringing in his ears. He ran towards his desk grabbing a flask. Opening it, he threw the contents toward the demon. The demon cried out when the holy water hit him in the face. Raising his hands up to grasp his face, John dropped the gun.
Bobby flew at him, punching John hard in the face and kicking the gun towards the wall. John fell to the floor, the hard punch knocking him unconscious.
Bobby turned back towards his boys and his heart dropped. Sam was lying in his brother's arms grasping at the hole in his chest. Dean had tears running down his face. Dean grabbed desperately at Sam's hands trying to keep him calm. Dean removed his jacket and pressed it against Sam's chest. Feeling the stare, Dean looked up at Bobby.
The look Dean gave Bobby is one he would like to never see again.
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