Authors Note: Okay so I have made a few changes to the main story line. First of all this takes place after Sherlock has "died" but he will come in later. Also I am thinking of changing the pairings. I think I will do the pairing SamXRose instead of RoseXDoctor. What do you think? Also sorry its taken so long to get this up.I dont know if I will continue with my other two stories or not. Havnet decided yet. Read on and tell me what you think at the end of the chapter!
John sighed and looked back at the computer screen, trying to find a connection between the victims, that was proving to be difficult and the ex soilder pinched the bridge of his nose in irritation. He wasn't of any use, not with the state he was in.
John's eyes wondered to the calander on the side of his screen. 4 days from now it would be three years, three years since the most important person in his life had died. A knock on the motel room door brought him from his musings, clearing his throat John yelled for the person to come in. Sam Winchester opened the door a small smile on his face as he walked through into the room and held up a bag of food.
"Thought you might need this." Sam said and put the bag on the small table John now occupied.
John gave Sam a tired smile. "Thank you." he said, knowing it would be more greasy american food.
"Welcome man," He said and turned to leave, but stopped, "You're going to be okay right?"
John sighed again, "I think I will be,"
"You sure man? I mean seeing your friend do that.." Sam trailed off.
John gritted his teeth, "Yeah Sam, Ill be fine." He said curtly grabbing the bag of food with more force than he had intended.
Sam sighed. "Found anything yet?" he asked pulling out a chair and sitting beside John.
John shook his head and opened the bag of food Sam got him, "Nothing yet," He said pulling out a bacon cheese burger. John laughed "Dean got the food I'm assuming?"
Sam nodded. "Yeah I was at the Library looking up strange deaths when Dean called complaining about being hungry. So I told him I would get food on the way back. He told me that I was a bitch and always forgot the pie."
John laughed again. "You know I think with me being around it gives Dean too much time on his hands."
Sam nodded in agreement and took out a salad. "Well atleast Dean knows I like salads." Sam said to himself. John looked back at his computer screen once again examining the files, he gritted his teeth at once again being able to find nothing.
"Think like Sherlock, what would Sherlock do?" He whispered closing his eyes, "Wait a second" he said pulling up the medical infromation, and coroners reports. "Oh god, Sam look at this!" he exclaimed pushing the computer to the other man.
"What the hell? Sulfer in the stomachs? So what demons possessed these people?"
John shook his head. "I dunno Sam but whatever happened to these people demons had something to do with it. Shall we get Dean and get going? Maybe interview next of kin?"
Sam smiled "Theres the John I've come to know." Sam looked down at his partiallyeaten salad. "But maybe it can wait till after we eat?"
John laughed and nodded.