As Adam walked further from the motel, his fear and doubt grew with every step. No doubt that his brothers, especially Dean, will be pissed.
It was weird to have brothers now, his entire life it had been him and his mom. Even when he finally met John, he only dropped by a few days a year. So, it was not like they had the best relationships. Not that he was a bad guy, just not someone Adam really knew that well.
It was not till after having watched his mother being eaten by something straight out of a nightmare, he learned the truth about his father and brothers and what is out there.
Even after having that has happened in the last week, there is no way he could go back to normal life. Acting like nothing happened and trying to move on.
So, whether his brothers like it not, he is a part of this.
After having walked for about 30 minutes, Adam finally made it to the main part of the shitty little town they were now staying in. It was very small and looked like the kind of town where everyone knew everyone else.
Deciding that the sheriff's office was probably where his new-found family was, Adam chose to explore the rest of the town in hopes of learning more about the case. Luckily it wasn't long before he ran into a trio of kids near the park with police tape.
"Can you believe this shit? Tommy keeps telling everyone that the woods are haunted! The dude is all kinds of fucked up." A skater looking teen said to friends as he passed on what looked like a joint to a blonde girl.
"What do you expect, the dudes a complete nut job." The blonde laughed with a dark-haired boy with gages. Adam knew this was an easy way to get some information as knew how talkative high teens were.
"Hey." Adam nonchalantly walks up and was very grateful that this group was around his age, so that they won't question we he's talking to them.
"What do you want." The skater kid asked cautiously while the blonde girl eyes Adam up and the third kid just ignores him.
"Heard you talking about the killings and I'm new to town. That is really fucked up." Adam hoped his act worked.
"Wow you picked the worst time to move dude." The blonde girl laughed. Adam may have underestimated the groups intelligence as the two boys just stare at him with critical eyes. He realized his best chance for intel would be through the girl as she seemed to be interested in him.
"So, what really happened." He offered her a flirtatious smirk.
"Read a damn newspaper." The boy with gages finally spoke in a bored tone as he took a huff of the joint.
"Don't be an ass Luke." The girl hit Luke one the shoulder before turning a flirty smile back to Adam.
"Ignore him. I am Liza and that's my brother Ryan" she pointed to the skater boy.
"Adam." He nodded to Ryan and winked at Liza, which caused her to blush.
"There are several stories, but the one going around is every five years three guys are murdered in this park. They say the hearts are always missing." Liza explained as she took a huff of the joint.
"It's because the place is haunted." Ryan teased in a mocking tone as Liza shoved his shoulder.
"Haunted?"
"Fuck off Ryan. That's a story they tell brats to get them to home before dark." Liza rolled her eyes as she looked at Adam.
"It's not the first time someone has died like that here. Like she said, it's been happening ever five years for a long time. They always say it's an animal attack." Luke added.
"Animals that attack like clockwork?" He hasn't been doing this a while Adam knew this was not as simple as his brothers believed.
After having bid the group goodbye, he headed back to motel to do a little more research and hoped to heaven that his brothers were not back yet.
Of course, luck was not on his side when he saw the Impala parked by the door. Groaning, Adam walked the last few dreaded steps. Now it wasn't his brothers he was afraid of, but the lecture that was sure to come.
Knowing it was pointless to prolong the inevitable, he used his key to open the door. Not at all disappointed by the reaction he received.
"Where the hell were you!" Dean burst up from the table and marched towards Adam.
"Dean." Sam intervened.
"NO Sam. This kid disappears and doesn't leave a note or answer calls. I want an explanation." Adam curses himself for turning his phone off. That was kind of a childish thing to do. Even more childish of him not to leave a note. Dean just continued to glare at him.
Adam wouldn't openly admit he was intimated by his oldest brother.
"So where were you kid?" Not liking being ordered around, Adam walked over to his bed near the window.
"Out." He calmly responded as he shed his day clothes. Not seeing but sensing the anger radiating off his oldest brother. Why did he care so much?
Adam should have known that this was not a good enough response as he was whirled around by a muscular arm and forced to face said pissed off older, taller, and stronger sibling.
"Let's get something straight right from the get go. Half ass answers do not fly in this family and they never will. So, let's try again. Where. Were. You?" Adam knew that Dean was using his body as an intimidation tactic. Not really a hard thing to do as he had six inches and almost 100 lbs. on him.
"Dean." Adam could hear the warning in his middle brother's voice but was too busy glaring at his oldest.
"I was getting more information on the case. The one you are wrong about." Before Dean could surely continue in, Sam asked in a calm voice.
"What do you mean?" Adam broke his glaring contest with the oldest and ripped himself out of the grip as he turned to Sam.
"I ran into these kids in town that were talking about the killings and how three people die every five years." Adam explained as his brothers did their talking with the eyes thing.
"So, it's not a werewolf. That is way too meticulous of a schedule for them. But why did the sheriff not mention that?" Sam said as he walked back over to the table where his laptop sat.
"Probably because the mans an idiot and didn't want people knowing he sucks as his job. Besides, the whole heart missing thing is kind of their MO." Dean rebutted.
"So, could it be a ghost?" Adam questioned causing Sam and Dean to do the eye talking as Adam labeled.
"Maybe. Good job Adam." The praise from Sam helped to alleviate some of his irritation towards his brothers, but it soon returned thanks to his oldest brother.
"You still shouldn't have snuck off on your own." The smile from the praise fell from his face and a scowl took its place to match Dean's.
"Well maybe if you would have included me from the beginning than I wouldn't have to sneak off." Sarcasm dripping from every word. Which of course only pissed Dean off more.
"Dean." Sam sighed in the background.
"What Sam."
"Maybe-."
"No." Dean growled out. Not breaking eye contact from the angry teen.
"Look, I am not saying I want Adam to have this life. Hell, there is no one that hates it more. But we can't keep ignoring this and hoping it will go away." This caused Dean to break eye contact and glance at Sam.
"Adam is a Winchester. He is just as stubborn as he is hard headed. So, we both that his is going to do this with or without us and I would feel much better if it was with." Adam could see that Sam was getting through to the oldest and he was forever grateful.
After a few more moments, Dean's attention was back on him.
"Fine. But we are going over some major rules kid." Adam's eyes widened at having actually won the badass hunter over. Or really Sam having won him over.
"Okay." Adam eased his stance a little. He knew if his was too defensive, Dean would see it as a threat to his authority and instantly shut the idea down. While both of them made decisions, it was Dean who had the finally say.
"You will do everything Sam and I tell you and follow ever order without question. Is that clear."
"Yes."
"You will not whine or pout when we tell you, you can't come or do something."
"I don't-."
"Kid you pout and whine more than Sammy over there." Dean smirked as Sam reached over to hit him in the shoulder. Adam smiled at his brothers.
"You won't take or use any weapons that you have not been properly trained on, and lastly you will do all the homework necessary for every hunt you are going to be a part of. Got it?"
"Yes Dean." Adam rolled his eyes which earned him a smack to the back of the head.
"Kid I mean it. If we think you are not 1000% ready, you will not be a part of this and I will knock you out every time we leave." Adam could see how dangerously serious his brother was.
"Adam, he is right. This is not a game." Adam knew in that moment his brothers were indefinitely tag teaming him on this and would stand by each other's decisions.
"Yes guys, I got it." He looked both in the eyes as he answered which seemed to satisfy them as he turned back to his bed.
"Ow. Dean!" Adam rubbed his head as he turned back around to glare at his oldest brother.
"Kid you ever run off like that again and that will feel like a love tap." Dean stated as he walked over and plopped on the dirty couch and started watching tv.
"Jerk." Dean scoffed as he flipped channels.
"Stop whining brat." Adam heard Sam laugh in the background and knew that his joining would be interesting.
It wasn't till the next night that they finally went out after hours of constant research. Turns out that a poltergeist was haunting the woods. Apparently was a teenage girl was raped and murdered on her five-year anniversary with her boyfriend. So, every five years she kills four guys that are like her original assailants'. The guys were all scumbags who, not necessarily raped someone, but have hurt someone severely.
The Impala pulled up to the graveyard around midnight and the Winchester brothers all got ready for another day in their lives.
Sam turned around from the trunk to give Adam a gun and internally he was excited to be a part of this. It was the only weapon he had little training on.
"Alright now Adam, this is not a just a simple salt and burn. It is much more dangerous with such an angry spirit. So, you will need to follow every order to the T. Got it?" Adam looked up from his gun to see the typical alpha male look in Dean's face.
"Yes Dean." Adam knew that any semblance of attitude or snark would instantly pull him from this case.
Dean stared hard at him for a few more seconds before nodding, closing the trunk, and walking off into the dark. Sam offered a reassuring smile and a nod in Dean's direction before following their brother and Adam bringing up the rear.
Luckily it was not difficult to find the grave in the dark and his brothers started digging. After about 10 minutes, Dean glanced over and tossed him the shovel, which he barely caught.
"Alright kid, you want to be a part of this. Get digging." Adam grunted from being shoved forward and turned to glare at his oldest brother before hopping in the grave.
Every so often they would switch off between digging and with three people it went much faster. Adam was currently laying near the grave as his older brothers dug, resting his sore muscles from the constant motion. Who knew that digging grave was so much work.
During which he felt the air get abnormally cold for a summers night. Sitting up he saw his breath visibly forming.
Before he could call his brothers names, Adam saw the girl's who bones they were currently digging up and about to burn.
"Guys-." Was all he could get out before he was tossed about ten feet into a massive tombstone; grunting from the pain.
"Adam!" Adam rolled over in time to see Sam shooting the ghost standing above him, before rushing over.
"You okay?" Sam's massive hands searching his body.
"I'm fine man." Adam pushed his hands away, not wanting to seem like a wimp. But the look on his middle brother's face said this was not over.
"Dean hurry!" Adam stood back to back with Sam as the surveyed the graveyard for the spirit. He could hear Dean's faint 'sonofabitch' in the background.
Out of the corner of his eye, he got a quick glance at the spirit before he was pulled away and tossed again. This girl was going to give him serious bruises, and not the fun ones.
This time he got up much quicker and just in time to see the spirit trying to choke Sam out after having knocked his gun away.
"Dean hurry the hell up!" Adam shouted as he fired at the girl before checking on Sam this time.
"I am dammit!" Adam glanced over to see him tossing the lighter into the grave. The girl appeared next to Adam and Sam and burned up with awful screams.
Having the danger for the night officially pass, Adam flopped on the ground next to Sam.
"Wow." Sam chuckled next to him as he sat up and Adam continued to lay there.
"That's one word for it kid. You dorks alright?" Adam glanced up to see Dean walking over with concern filling his green eyes. Both him and Sam just nodded.
"Alright lets get the hell out of here." Dean grunted and headed towards the car. Adam groaned at having to get up and gratefully took the hand Sam offered.
It was not until the next morning, after the drive back to the motel and they all passed oud, that the questions came.
"So how are you feeling Adam?" Looking up from his cheap, unhealthy breakfast in the motel, he could see the calculating look in Sam's hazel eyes.
"I'm fine." Luckily Dean was in the shower and they couldn't tag team him. Not that Sam was that easy to fool.
"Really. I mean I am a sore, but I still want to help." The look relented a little with his response. At that moment Dean graced them with his presence.
"Well that's good because we are really going to kick off your training." Adam just looked up with excitement in his eyes.
"Don't look so excited runt. It will be literal hell." Dean smirked and Sam rolled his eyes as their older brother tried to scare him.
"Get packed bitches."
"Where are we going?" Adam asked.
"Bobby's."