Authors Note; So this is pretty much the last chapter of this story. I may do a sequel not sure yet I have a couple of other stories in mind that I may do. But let me know what you think. Thanks to all that have left a review it gave me a cheap thrill!! Lol….what can I say I'm easily pleased xxx Anyways without further ado on with the show.

Out Of The Frying Pan .

John awoke to Caleb's hand none to gently slapping his face " Come on Johnny wake up " it was the frightened voice of Dean that brought him round fully and into a sitting position. The four year old was stood near Johns shoulder beating Caleb with his tiny fists

" What did you do to my daddy ? You leave him be!! "

" Dean its ok…I'm ok "

" Daddy?! What did the mean man do to you ? Why did you go to sleep on the floor ? "

" I……….I…..I err….I fell Dean Caleb was trying to help me cause I bumped my head " he cringed at the lame explanation but Dean seemed happy with it and placed his small arms around Johns neck and squeezed him tightly. " Are you ok now ? Did ya get a boo boo ? "Caleb snorted,

" Yea Johnny did ya get a boo boo ? " Caleb was openly smirking at John who chose to ignore him although he did send the younger man a glare that could have melted ice. " Nah Dean I'm good, Caleb's a good nurse he made me all better "

" But girls are nurses……..is Caleb a girl ? " he asked innocently, John laughed and smirked in Caleb's direction " Caleb's the biggest girl going sport trust me on this "

" Funny Johnny you should start an act with that material you'd leave um gagging ". The Pastor stepped forward taking the opposite arm to Caleb and helping John to his feet " Easy John, you passed out and hit your head pretty hard ", Jim eased John into a chair and began to check the back of his head probing a raised area which received a startled yelp from John " Christ Jim!! Could you push any harder ? ". The Pastor sent an apologetic smile to his friend and was about to apologise when a small voice said " Christ Jim !! Don't hurt my daddy ". All eyes went to Deans face who was watching his father with concern but was sending the Pastor a glare. John smiled then cleared his throat at the reproachful look from the Pastor " Dean son….you shouldn't say that its not very nice "

" But you said it "

" I know and I shouldn't have… Sorry Jim " John looked at Dean who was now intently watching his feet " Dean ? Apologise "

" I'm sorry Pastor Jim " he said quietly.

" That's ok Dean no harm no foul I always say "

" What's foul mean ? " the little boy asked watching the Pastor with interest, the Pastor looked at the small child a look of surprise on his face " Well it means that you did no harm so I'm not upset with you. So you've nothing to be upset about ". Dean smiled at the Pastor and looked to his father for approval. John smiled widely at his son. HIS son. He couldn't believe it the results proved that Dean and Sammy where his children, now he had to find out how. " Dean go and watch your brother for me. Maybe put some cartoons on huh ? "

" Ok daddy " he turned to leave then shot a glare at Caleb " I'm watching you, so you best be careful " he turned on his heel and marched into the parlour. Caleb watched the boy go amusement dancing in his eyes " Well Johnny if we didn't know before the blood tests that little show just proved he's a Winchester. Charming as a rattle snake with a tooth ache " he quipped. John tried to scowl at Caleb but found himself smiling at the four year olds bravado, he sure was something.

" Ok so the boys are mine ? " he asked tentatively

" Yea Johnny the boys are yours. They share 7 matches which means there's a familial link. If I had some of your wife's DNA then the results would be fully conclusive but this is good enough to show that those boys in there are yours ". John let out the breath that he'd been holding and ran shaky hands through his dark hair " And you're sure ? There's no mistake ? "

" No mistake John. I swear it. I ran those tests myself……three times !! "

" But how ? My boys died with Mary. How can they be mine ? I buried them. I don't understand "

Johns hands where shaking badly now and the Pastor placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder, " We'll find out John. We just have to think about how to do it ". John smiled at the Pastor and stood " Ok but…….you think we could do this tomorrow ? I'm going in to my boys ". The Pastor smiled " Of course John, go on ", John left the kitchen and went to sit with his children.

The Pastor turned concerned eyes to Caleb, " Any theories on how this is even possible ? I mean those boys are the same age they where when they supposedly died !! This is strange even for us !! "

" I'm just as in the dark as you are Jim. I ain't got a clue as of where to go from here. Those kids should be dead…or older at least. I honestly don't know if this is a good thing or not ". The Pastor stood from the table and began to pace his small kitchen pausing occasionally to rub his fingers over his beard. " I'm going to call Bobby Singer he may have an idea on what to do "

" Maybe you should call Missouri too Jim she could pick something up from the boys " Caleb offered, the Pastor nodded absently and reached for the phone to make the necessary calls, it was going to be a long few days.

John woke early the next morning to warm small breaths on his neck. Dean had asked if he could sleep in with John and he'd more than happily obliged. He pulled the little boy closer brushing the blonde hair out of his eyes. He watched the boy…... his boy sleeping. He looked so innocent his small lips pursed gently blowing out small breaths, he looked like an angel. John smiled and stroked his hair gently placing a small kiss on his forehead, Dean moved closer into the touch and snuggled closer into Johns chest, his eyelashes fluttered open and he looked blearily at John. " Is it morning daddy ?" he yawned rubbing his eyes buy snuggling into the warmth that Johns arms where giving

" Ssshhh…yea son it is but its very early, you go back to sleep "

" 'Kay " he yawned and let his eyes close his long lashes standing out against his pale skin, John could count all the freckles that where spread across his nose and he smiled broadly laying back down himself and revelling in the moment.

John rose after half an hour settling Dean down gently in the bed an picking up a gurgling Sammy who smiled happily up at his father " Come on kiddo lets get you fed ".

When he entered the kitchen it was to find Jim and Caleb already up with large mugs of coffee " did you two even go to bed last night " he asked an eyebrow raised at the dishevelled look of both men.

" Of course we did " Caleb snapped, John looked at the younger man surprise evident on his face

" What's crawled up your ass ? "

" Nothing……..nothing…sorry Johnny guess I'm just tired. Just trying to find out how this happened, and what's going on " his tone was softer the weariness evident in his voice,

" Why don't you go get some rest Caleb I'll wake you when Bobby and Missouri get here " the Pastor suggested softly. Caleb nodded and patted John softly on the shoulder as he passed, John smiled at him " Caleb ? "

" Yea ? "

" Thanks….for everything " Caleb looked at the man he regarded as his brother and smiled

" Anytime Johnny ".

John waited while Caleb had gone up the stairs and placed a bottle into Sam's eager mouth who began sucking happily at the milk. " So……..how we going to go about this ? "

" Well as you know Bobby is an expert in demonology I wondered if he would have any idea how we should proceed with this, and I thought Missouri could maybe use her talents to see if she can pick something up from you or the boys ". John nodded his agreement

" How long till they get here ? "

" They should be here later this morning ".

The new guests arrived at lunch time, Dean was in the yard playing with some cars that the Pastor had brought in from toys donated to sell. He looked up into the smiling face of Missouri Moseley and the scowling face of Bobby singer " Hello child is your daddy here ? " Dean nodded and ran into the house shouting for John . She shook her head and looked at Bobby " That boy is going to be trouble " she smiled. Bobby snorted

" He's a Winchester what do ya expect an angel ?" he received a glare from the psychic for his trouble. They where met on the porch by John and Pastor Jim, Dean was attached to Johns leg looking shyly at the new visitors. " Missouri, Bobby its good of you to come " the Pastor said as he extended his hand.

Missouri swatted the hand away and hugged the Pastor fondly " You know its no trouble Jim, now John Winchester you let me have hold of that beautiful baby you got there " she reached for Sammy and John reluctantly handed him over. " Oh John he is beautiful…….such a special boy " she smiled down at the baby who was watching her intently with large blue green eyes. " We going to have a mothers meeting or get down to what we came here for ? " Bobby asked gruffly, Missouri was about to scold the mechanic for his rudeness when she saw the worried and startled look on Deans face as he tried to hide further behind his father. Bobby noticed it also and bent down to the little boy " Sorry kid but if you'd been stuck with a chattering woman threatening to hit ya with a spoon for the past 6 hours you'd be a little grouchy too " he gave the small boy a wink when Dean nodded at him with wide eyes.

" Bobby Singer ?! Don't you be putting that kind of fear in the boy " she admonished. Bobby rolled his eyes at John who sent him an amused smile. " Dean can you take your brother upstairs for me please ? its time you boys had a nap " Dean nodded and reached for Sammy, Missouri placed the baby in his brothers arms and watched as he gently took his baby brother upstairs uttering assurances and promises of a story before naptime.

Once John was sure the boys where settled and Caleb had joined them the group sat at the table to try and solve the mystery surrounding Johns boys. Bobby took off his cap and scrubbed his hand through his hair " Well damm it Winchester how the hell did this all happen ? "

John sighed and looked at the mechanic " I have no idea Bobby, this is as confusing to me as it is to you "

" Do you remember what happened the night your family was taken John ? " Missouri asked, John tensed at her words. In truth he didn't remember much about the night as he'd been knocked out and awoke in the hospital to be told all his family has been burned to death. He looked at the psychic and shook his head unable to answer her fully afraid that if he opened his mouth the anger that he always felt when he did talk about that night would erupt from him. She took his hand and held it gently " Its ok John there are things we can do. Just relax and try and concentrate on that night " John looked at her horrified " It'll help honey, now close your eyes and breathe deeply for me, that's it in and out, in and out nice and slow ". Despite his best efforts John felt himself relaxing under the psychics touch, he felt like he was being pulled along on a warm current, it was safe and warm he felt the warmth surround him and relaxed further. Suddenly the feeling changed and what had felt safe and warm become cold and foreboding, someone was screaming but he couldn't work out who or why. His muddled mind tried to find the source but all he could see now was fire. He could see his Mary stuck to the ceiling , he tried to reach her but a building pain in his head had him crying out in agony the world around him going black till there was no more only the comforting lull of oblivion.

The others watched in morbid fascination as Missouri talked John back to the night that his world had fallen apart. He seemed relaxed almost happy, then he let out an ear splitting scream and seemed to be trying to claw at the air around him. Missouri was sweating also her brow creased in concentration. John seemed to be gasping for air each breath seemed to be a struggle to take in. The others watching shared worried glances " What the hell should we do ? " Caleb asked

" Break the connection " Bobby yelled, Caleb reached over to remove Missouri's hands from John as John stopped breathing entirely and Missouri let out a startled gasp. The hunters and Pastor raced to Johns side as he took in a lungful of shuddering air but remained unconscious. They lifted him onto the couch into a more comfortable position and the Pastor returned to the kitchen to make a shaken Missouri a cup of camomile tea.

" What the hell was that Missouri ? " Caleb hissed at the psychic

" Boy don't you take that tone with me !! Or you'll find yourself smacked upside your head !! " her voice shook as she said it. She was clearly shaken. " Caleb calm down this isn't helping. Missouri can you explain what just happened ? " the Pastor looked calmly into Missouri's face but his eyes held no room for argument. She sighed into her cup and looked at each face in turn before she spoke. " Something truly evil has touched the lives of the Winchester family. But Johns memories…they're distorted…out of sync with the real world…its like the truth is hidden but I can't get to it. I'm sorry Jim but there are some powerful dark magic's involved here, and whilst I'm strong I can't break through that barrier. Its going to take something else ".

" Like what ? " Caleb asked his voice full of concern for his friend who had of yet had to stir.

" I don't know " she replied sadly " But we have to help them, there's a reason why this family was targeted and I feel that its far from over for them "

Bobby scratched his head and thoughtfully said " I may have something that could work ", all eyes turned to him and he shifted under their scrutinising. " What is it Bobby ? " the Pastor asked.

" You ever heard of a cactus called peyote ? " his question was returned with confused expressions and the hunter let out an exasperated sigh. " Its also known as the ' mescal button ' or the ' divine cactus '. Its used to by what's come to be know as the ' Native American Church ' and is used for its healing properties in both physical, spiritual and other social ills. Its also been used to help alcoholism. "

" Social ills ? " Caleb raised a brow " What the hell does that mean ? "

" Well things like depression and anxiety for one its been used for lots of stuff has lots of healing properties. The government tried to get it banned saying it wasn't safe, course didn't get um nowhere and its still used today. I got a friend in Texas can get me some if you want to try it, not saying it'll work but its worth a shot ".

The Pastor raised questioning eyes to Bobby " Are you sure this friend of yours will help Bobby ? " Bobby gave a soft chuckle " Oh yea he'll help might have to come u here himself to do it, he's kinda a stickler for doing things his way but he's a good man "

" Ok, then call this friend and ask for his help " a soft groan from the couch alerted everyone to John waking.

John pushed himself into a sitting position and looked around confused at the worried faces that had come into his vision " What happened ? "

" I tried to access your memories John but something mighty powerful is blocking you or me from seeing what happened that night. Bobby's going to call a friend for help so we can try and get to the bottom of this and find out what's been messing with your family, and more important just where your boys have been "

" Geez woman….steel a guys thunder why don't ya " Bobby groused. Missouri shot Bobby a glare and he left the room smirking to go and make his call. John looked at Jim and Caleb and gave the only response he could give " Huh ? "

" Its ok John it'll all make sense. We're going to get to the bottom of this Bobby has a friend who can help if your willing to try it that is " the Pastor smiled at the focus that came into the hunters eyes, the determination " I'll do whatever it takes Jim. No-one and I mean no-one fucks with a Winchester !! And this Bastard is going down……..hard !! ".

Authors note; Ok this chapter kinda got away from me so going to have to add one more chapter to finish it off. Hope you all don't mind. I looked up the peyote info on wikipedia and as far as I know its correct. Apologies if it isn't. The DNA stuff is mainly from my imaginings so maybe way off kilt but what the hey poetic licence an all. Anyways give a girl a smile and give us a review. it's a little known fact that today is national give a story a review day so go on…be a national and review……