Hey dudes:)

Here's the next chapter and I hope you all enjoy!

Ive been asked when this story takes place so here it is:

John is 26 years old, he has his Md but he hasn't joined the army yet

He hasn't met Sherlock yet either

Dean is about 16 (I'm guessing that when Dean beats lucifer he is about 26 and the start of the story is 10 years earlier, if anyone knows any better then please let me know)

Sam is 12

I hope that clears a lot up but if not let me know:)

Chapter 2

The house John was walking towards seemed as if it would fall down at the slightest hint of wind but he walked forward confidently despite his worry. There was a prod at his back when he hesitated at the door so John pushed it open slowly and went into the hall, looking around as he did so.

There was no way for him to get away, that was certain because he just didn't know how far these guys were willing to go, there were already two kids here that seemed cooperative enough and John could only assume that they had taken the girl from town. Even if he could get away, he was reluctant to leave the girl behind so going along with whatever was going on here seemed like the right thing to do.

John was steered into a living room that looked like it doubled as a library and when he turned around to face the man behind him, he was pushed onto the sofa.
"Stay put. Don't try to leave. Just, stay." John bristled at the commands but the man in front of him just gave him a stern look and he decided to keep his mouth shut for the time being. He watched as the older guy walked out the door-with the gun-and he soon heard whispers from behind the door.

Bobby shut the door behind him and rubbed a hand over his weary face, taking his cap off.
"This is a bit of a mess John, we have a friggin demon in the basement and, what, a prisoner in my living room." He sighed heavily and turned around to face his friend, "how's Dean?"
It looked like the boy, John, had hit him pretty hard but he hadn't stayed around long enough to see if he was okay.

"Yeah he's just spitting feathers at the moment. You didn't see it Bobby, that boy hit him once and he was out cold for about 10 minutes, he's only just come around! I don't know of anyone that can put Dean down like that." The only thing he could do was stop and stare, John was right, not even Bobby could fight Dean we'll enough to even get him on the ground, the boy had learnt fast and would make an excellent hunter when he stopped so angry at every little thing.

"Right so, how about we leave the demon for now, it's not going anywhere and we figure out how were gunna fix this mess?" John just nodded back at the living room door and shrugged, seems he didn't have any better ideas so Bobby just turned back and opened the door again.

Inside, the boy hadn't moved an inch but there was a glare levelled at him and John that immediately made him want to shrink back but he carried on regardless.
"So have you figured out what you're going to do with me yet?" The steel in younger John's voice reminded him of Dean's stubbornness and the accent suited the indignant look perfectly.

"Yup. You are gunna sit nice and still while we do a few tests, then we'll talk about maybe letting you go." Bobby watched the boys expression change from wary to shock and back again and he spared a glance to see John looking almost amused.

About 10 minutes later, all the tests he could think of were done: salt, holy water, silver etc. but he hadn't reacted to any of them with more than probably thinking they were crazy.
"So now I've passed your tests, what was this about letting me leave?" He was so polite that it startled a laugh out of John and they both relaxed while the boy just looked even more tense, not afraid, just tense.

"Ok how about we make a deal, you don't say a word about anything you've seen to anybody and as soon as you get back to town, you pack your stuff and you leave Sioux Falls. How's that? You get to go and you never see us again." Bobby was sure it would never work but it was worth a try, he didn't want to tell this boy anything if he didn't have to.

"Do I look like an idiot to you! I'm not going anywhere without that girl and even if you make me leave, of course I'm going to tell people what you're doing." This kid is crazy, it's like he has a death wish or something.

Bobby stayed quiet in the wake of the boys anger and he looked at John, not knowing what to do, if they didn't tell the truth, they were stuck in a standoff and if they did tell him everything then he would probably think they were crazy. Tough call.

"Alright you know what? Fine. Your not taking that girl with you because she's not a girl anymore, she's a demon. The whole raised from hell bit, yeah. And while we're at it, everything else is real too, vampires, werewolves, ghosts, shape shifters all sorts. We hunt them. It's what we do so if we let you go, you can't report us because that girl will be set free and she will kill people." All Bobby could do was stare at John stunned, it was a rule of theirs, you don't tell anyone the secret unless there's was a very, very good reason.

It looked like the younger John had swallowed a lemon, his face was pinched and he was looking between the two of them with a disbelieving look on his face. He wasn't going to believe them, he was going to try and run screaming from this house and they were going to have to be very creative and try-

"Alright. Can you prove it?" Again Bobby was stunned as he nodded absentmindedly, the boy just looked at him expectantly and he gestured for him to follow them both down to the basement. Once there, it was simple all they had to do was get the demon to show its black eyes and John would be convinced, hopefully.

This was the craziest thing he could possibly do, who asks a guy that is clearly a raving lunatic, to prove said lunacy. It was going to end badly for John, he could tell something bad was about to happen but here he was walking along like a good little prisoner. He walked down the stairs covered in front and behind by the two men and when he reached the bottom, he saw that the girl had been tied to a chair in the middle of some sort of giant pentagram.

This was getting stranger by the second and he had a strong urge to run in the opposite direction but he just straightened his back and held his head high, like his dad always told him to. It didn't really help him much as he was still the shortest man in the room but it made his small, stocky stature look more imposing.

As if alerted by an unheard alarm, the girls head snapped up as soon his feet touched down on the floor. What followed was the thing that changed his life, forever.

Her eyes immediately turned coal black, not just the iris, the whole thing and even with his medical training (8 years and an MD to show for it) he couldn't think of any reason for that to happen. She also started to writhe against her bindings and screaming as if possessed, she stared at John with undisguised fear and the house began to tremble and shake. John could catch the odd word in her incoherent screams, "Impossible", "Freak", "Abomination" and he would willingly admit to being really freaked out.

Strong arms pulled him back away from her as the shaking got worse, and the the older man stepped forward with a thick, leather bound book in his hands, he began reading from the book and the words seemed to drown out her screaming.

"Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus..." As the man kept reading, the girl started to gag and choke and she was no longer screaming, if anything she looked relieved as the man stopped reading and a massive cloud of black smoke poured from her mouth.

John just stood rigid as he watched the two men step forward towards the girl sending him strange looks as they checked her pulse. The older one sighed and shook his head, stepping away slowly. They both looked towards him and John couldn't do anything apart from stare at them, "Who the hell are you?"

His voice was weak and reedy but his stare was steady.
"My name is John Winchester, this is Bobby Singer. Those two outside were Dean and Sam. What you just saw was a demon and I'm sorry but you're going to have to stay here for a little while. Demons never react that strongly to normal people and they are never afraid. We need to find out why this one was."

The overload of information was getting to him and he slumped against the wall, holding himself up as he looked between John and Bobby, "Right ok. Am I a prisoner then?"

"Sort of, we can't let you leave so you can take that however you want."

Mind still reeling, John just nodded tiredly and, showing his true British colours, asked, "I don't suppose you're...hospitality will stretch to a cup of tea?"

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