Chapter 10
It took Sam and Dean two days to reach Bobby's due to the fact that Dean had to stop and get some cream to help with Sam's bruises, and they had stopped to sleep along the way. Dean was nearing Bobby's when his phone rang and he frowned when he saw it was Harmone.
"Hey baby."
"Such a charmer," Harmone laughed. "Where are you and Sam?"
"In South Dakota we're going to visit another hunter. He would take care of us when we were younger," Dean explained. "Why?"
"Because your father is looking for you. I've been keeping an ear out through the hunter grapevine. He's contacted a few other hunters including this Bobby. I didn't think you'd actually run away."
Dean sighed as he pulled up to Bobby's house, "Yeah well I didn't think my father would do what he did to Sam so…" He shook his head, "Listen, thanks. I gotta go."
Dean hung up the phone and proceeded to wake his brother up before grabbing their stuff and heading up the stairs to Bobby's house.
"Hey boys. It's good to see you," He spoke as well as signed after opening the door.
Dean grinned. Bobby was cool like that. Bobby was pretty much the only one, besides himself, that actually took the time out to learn sign language to be able to communicate with Sam. Mind you, Bobby could speak a multitude of languages. Dean found out a year ago that Bobby could speak Japanese.
Good to see you too Bobby. Thanks for letting us stay.
Nonsense boy, you know you're always welcome here. That goes double for your idjit brother.
Sam laughed as they walked into the house. Dean took their stuff up to their room while Sam just wandered around trying to familiarize himself with Bobby's house. It seemed like forever since he had been there.
"So your daddy called asking if I'd seen you two. I didn't tell him nothing, but it sounds like he's really gunning for you two," Bobby said to Dean.
Dean sighed. Bobby put a hand on Dean's shoulder, "Calm down Dean. I won't say a word, but just remember your father's good."
Dean just nodded. Bobby made the boys some lunch where they discussed what had happened and what they were going to do. Dean knew that their father was bound to catch them sooner or later.
~~~ADTH~~~~
John was beyond pissed off. He was sure he would've found his sons by now. Especially with all the hunters he had looking for them. After much thought, he had a feeling he knew where his sons were. He got in contact with one of his other close hunter buddies who brought him a truck that the hunter owned.
"John, have you thought about why the boys ran?"
"What does it matter? They ran away and they need to be brought back."
Drew knew better than to question. He handed over the keys to the truck and left John to it.
~~~ADTH~~~~
Bobby wanted to know why the boys were at his house and about the bruises that were on Sam, but he wisely kept his mouth shut. He had a feeling that John was behind it. He looked at the boys curled up on the couch. Sam was reading and Dean was channel surfing. As soon as he entered the room, Dean looked up.
"I know you wanna know why we're here. I just…couldn't stay. Not after what he did."
Bobby frowned and sat in the armchair, "What happened Dean?"
Dean sighed, looking at his brother, "He did an awesome job, Bobby. He figured out a skinwalker hunt all by himself and with a little help from Pastor Jim. He had figured everything down to the last detail. I mean you should've seen the kid's notes. After much arguing, I suggested that Sam complete it and he be the one to kill the creature with us as back up of course."
Bobby nodded, "Right."
Dean closed his eyes, "Things went crazy. I mean there was a whole pack of them. By the time the air cleared we were all pretty banged up but Caleb…he was dead. And Sam ran. Eventually I caught up to him and we talked. That night after we left town…John beat him so bad."
Bobby's eyes went wide, "What?"
"He was furious. I mean he was mad when Sam tried to help with a werewolf hunt and I accidentally got caught in the crossfire. But this…Bobby…I had never heard Sam scream like he did."
"So what did you do?"
"I threatened to kill him, took Sam to the impala, and just drove away."
Bobby nodded, "Dean, your father called saying that you two ran away."
Dean looked at Bobby with wide eyes.
"Don't worry son, I didn't tell him anything, but I have a feeling he's probably on his way over here. What do you want to do?"
Dean shrugged, running his fingers through his brother's hair, "I don't know."
Bobby nodded, "We'll figure something out. But in the meantime, why don't you two go get some rest. I set up your room."
Dean smiled his thanks and led his brother upstairs. Bobby watched the two go and sighed, "Damn John."
~~~ADTH~~~~
John pulled up to Bobby's and frowned when he didn't find the impala sitting there like he expected. He shook his head. It didn't matter.
"John, you have any idea what time it is?" Bobby answered the door gruffly. "You're lucky I didn't just shoot your ass."
"Hey Bobby. Aren't you gonna invite me in?"
Bobby narrowed his eyes, but moved to the side. He handed John the holy water flask. John gave him a look that said really and took a sip.
"Now that we've determined I'm not a demon, can we talk?"
"John, its one in the morning. What on earth do you want to talk to me about?"
"Have you seen the boys?"
Bobby shook his head, "Didn't I tell you I'd call you if I did? I haven't heard from them."
John cocked his head, "Are you sure? I mean after all I would've thought they'd come to see you since you're so 'good to them' as Dean told me once."
"Yeah well they're not here. Probably because they know you'd come here hunting down their asses."
"Well do you mind if I just stay until daylight?"
Bobby hesitated for a split second before nodding. John grinned and walked upstairs.
Dean bolted awake and peeked out of the door and gasped. He knew his dad would show up here just like Bobby said. He glanced at his sleeping brother and picked him up off the bed.
Sam opened his eyes and frowned when Dean gave him the "keep quiet" sign. Dean urged him under the bed and he himself went to hide in the closet. Just as he figured, John opened the door.
"John! What the hell do you think you're doing?" Bobby asked stomping up the stairs.
"Just looking at their old room," John said, backing away going to the room that he used at Bobby's.
Bobby opened the door and peeked in and sighed when there was no sign that the boys were even in there. He shut the door with a smile on his face. Dean was good.
TBC...
