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The next day John woke early. He slept on the couch all night, a very uncomfortable couch. His back was aching something fierce.

Before making a coffee and breakfast run he looked to the two beds in the room.

Dean was fast asleep, streched on his own bed. Bella and Sam shared a bed. The boys always shared a bed previously and John got the second bed. Now that Bella's here they're gonna have to change the motel room for some kind of apartmant or something like that.

There is no way John could stand all his time sleeping on the couch. He was too big for it and his job was to dangerous, he needed to be rested. And he can't share with the boys, especialy Sam – he kicks and Dean likes to hog the bed and the covers.

Looking back at Sam and Bella's bed John couldn't help but smile. His litlle man was snuggled in Bella's arms. Sam's thin arms wraped aroun her waist, holding her like she was his lifeline.

John heard him last night, Sam had a nightmare. Bella was very quick in calming Sammy down and make him feel safe. John knew now he made the right choice in taking Bella with them. Even if he wasn't so weirdly attracted to her, she was good for them – all of them.

Now all John needed to do is get over this fear of having her close to him.

By the time he got back with suplies all three other occupants of the motel room were awake.

John has not thought through leaving before the boys woke. When he wakled throug the door Dean was obviously distraught and Sammy was crying his eyes out. John stopped at the middle of the door.

His boys thought he left them.

Dean noticed him first, he ran to him as fast as his legs could.

»See, I told you he wouldn't leave just like that.« Bella stated.

She tried to comfort the boys when they woke up and foud their father gone but they wouldn't listen. All Dean said was: »He promised.« then he was almost catatonic. Sam just cried in her arms soaking her Tshirt.

But Bella knew.

She knew John would never leave like this. He would never leave his boys behind, not without even saying goodbye.

»Dad, we thought you left!« Dean confirmed the obvious. John shook his head at Dean.

Dean reminded John so much of him, the kid was just to stubborn for his own good – just like his father.

»I promised you, didn't I?«

»Yeah, you did. But….«

»No buts, son. I told you years ago. Even if I do leave I'll always come back.« John walked to the dining area and put their breakfast on the table and handed Bella her coffee.

Bella nodded at John in thanks.

John sat down on a chair, pulled Deans chair closer to his and took Sam from Bella's lap.

»I will never, ever leave you.« John assured his two boys. He looked Dean in the eyes.

»I never did before and I won't now. Bella being here, taking care of you doesn't change that. You're still my boys. Nothing can change that.« When Dean averted his eyes John took his chin in his hand and turned it toward himself.

»Do you understand that?« John questioned.

And then turned his eyes to Sams. Sammy smiled at John and nodded and John let out a sigh.

At least one of his sons believes him, now he needs to convince the other. If he won't be able to get through to Dean it's going to be a pain leaving on a hunt. The kid will eat himself alive in worry his dad won't come back. John can't hande that thought. Dean already had enough on his plate, he didn't need this to top it off. He needed to be a normal child for once, as normal as he can get.

»Yes, sir.« Came the quiet voice of Dean.

»That's my boy.« John praised and hugged them both to him.

Dean was amazed. This was the second time in two days that dad hugged them and he didn't yell when Dean disobeyed him. Well Dean didn't actually disobey his father but he didn't believe him when he said he'd be back. And not believing in dad is almost the same as disobeying.

»Now that that's settled, let's eat.« Bella encouraged.

After breakfast Bella took the boys outside to play and John researched the haunting case he had nearby.

Lorena Frank was just sixteen when her father brutaly raped and killed her in 1981. She evenged her death, refusing to move on – until now that is. John would have no problem if the girl killed only rapists and murderers, he'd even let her be and cheer her on. But Lorena has lost her ability to see good and bad and now she kills every man that comes in her range of haunting.

He was so wrapped up in his work he didn't even notice the time, so when the three came back inside with dinner he was a bit suprised.

»Is it lunch time?« He asked.

»No, John. It's dinner time.« Bella was appaled. »You've been working since nine, it's almost six now.«

»Oh.« John breathed.

He never got this lost in work. Mostly because the boys didn't let him. He had to pay them some attention, he had to feed them, they asked him questions. Things like that mostly.

But today he had the whole day for work and he did it all.

He managed to do two or three days of work in one, all because he had someone to look after the boys.

Bella smiled, John looked so confused but satisfied. She was sure he did what he had to do in this time she distracted the boys.

»Come on, lets clean this table and lets eat. You must be starving. Have you eaten anything?«

John shook his head. He didn't even think about eating before, but now that she mentioned it he was starving.

»Thought so.« Bella snorted.

She turned to the boys that were already sitting at the table that John was now hastily colecting his papers from.

»Why don't you boys go wash up for dinner, you're filthy.«

»Belly showed us bees and bumbblebees.« Sammy started talking when they sat down. »The bumbblebees are fat. Really big! And Belly said that bees and bumbblebees have the same poison. Did you know that daddy? Belly knows alot of things about bees and things outside. Did you know daddy that bees make honey, I didn't know that. But Dean did. Dean's smart.«

John laughed at his youngest ramble.

Sam was always the one that talked in the family, niether John or Dean talked that much. To be honest, no one John ever knew talked as much as Sam could when he was excited.

»That's good, buddy. What else did you do?« He questioned Dean, eager to hear what his older son thought of Bella and her excursion in nature.

Dean swalowed first and looked to Bella who was smiling gently over the sight they made.

»It was fun.« Dean finaly said. »Different.«

Bella raised an eyebrow. »Different how?« She questioned.

John put his fork down, he wanted to know how today was different from the other times that the boys were outside alone.

»It just.« Dean struggled to find the words to describe today.

»I mean, I knew about the bees and honey thing, they taught us in school. But to see it happening in real life and not on pictures. It was interesting and I learned alot. And even some things I already knew, I was now reminded of them and saw them differently.« Dean nodded. »Yes, that was different.«

»I liked it.« He added shyly.

»I'm glad you liked it.« Bella smiled.

»Me too son.« John smiled at Dean and Sam. »So you have no problem staying with Bella tonight, so I can take care of a thing?«

»No, daddy. We'll take good care of Belly.« Sam exclaimed immediately.

Dean though was more hesitant. Bella sighed, she thought they were over this.

»You're leaving tonight?« Dean asked.

»Dean.« John tried to pacify him.

»But usualy you don't leave the same day we arive. You stay for a day or two.«

John snickered. 'So that was Deans problem' he thought.

»Yes. That is true. But usualy I don't have a whole day for research, so I have to make our trips longer. Today I had a whole day of peace and I did the job I had to here. Now I have to go and do my job out there.«

»Oh.« Dean breathed.

»Yes, Oh. Do you understand now?« John wanted to know.

He wanted no missunderstandigs right now. Not now when their relationship was so rocky. Dean never questioned John before. But now that Bella was here, Dean felt a bit insicure of the promises his father makes.

Not that he ever broke one. But he never brought someone with them either.

Dean blushed, he knew his father read him like a book. It wasn't like him to question John this much. He always did what his dad told him. Always. And if John promised he'd be back, then who was Dean to question that?

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