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John couldn't sleep. He needed to know what this thing between him and Bella was. Now more than ever. He couldn't believe his control snapped. How could he make love to her when he knew how dangerous it will be for her to be with him. It was bad enough if demons found out that she was with them but if they knew what she meant to John. John shuddered, he didn't want to imagine.

But he can't let her go now, he won't.

Remembering he left his bag in the car he silently got out of bed and looked down at Bella.

»I'll come back to you.« He kissed her softly.

He sneaked back to gather their clothes. He didn't think Bella would appreciate it if he left her panties to be seen by the boys. He left a note and left the appartment.

John was more than half way to Missouri's place when the thought hit him full force. 'I could have called. Why did I have to come all the way here? Dear god, what will Bella think? I snuck out in the middle of the night like an asshole!'

»Fuck!« John hit the stearing wheel repeatedly.

He hated the thought that Bella will be chrushed, he wanted to turn around go back and just hold her. But he couldn't. Something told him he needed to get to Missouri, so that's what he'll do. He'll beg Bella for forgivnes later.

Something was wrong, John could feel it. Everytime he wisited Missouri in the past she always waited for him outside. Always. When he asked her if she always stood outside just in case Missouri laughed and told John she could see the future. John was sceptical at first but in time he started to believe it.

And today there was no Missouri in the front yard indicating something was wrong.

'If anything ever happens to me, open my mailbox. I'll leave you a message inside.' John remembered what Missouri told him a year or so ago.

He carefuly creeped to the mailbox cringing when it squeaked loudly when he opened it. He smiled. Inside the mailbox was a knife, it's blade was inscribed with symbols and a handle from what John assumed was bone. With the knife was a note from Missouri.

'John! This is an ancient demon-killing knife of the Kurds. It can kill everything. I know you were hoping to find the Colt but I found this and I want you to have it. You have been a dear friend to me. We are waiting for you in my living room. M.'

John was confused. What was all this? Was the knife equivalent to The Colt? Missouri seemed to think so. And what did 'We're waiting in the living room mean'? As far as John knew Misouri lived alone.

He took the knife and held it tightly in his hand. Holding it felt somehow right to John, almost like what he felt with Bella. Like puzzle pieces that conected.

He entered the house inconspicuously. Everything was quiet so far. Walking down the hallway to the living room John couldn't help but feel nervous. What's waithing for him on the other side of that door?

»John. Come on. Stop playing around. I don't have time for this.« Missouri's voice startled him when he grabed the doorknob.

Opening the door he saw Missouri sitting in the only chair available all the other furniture was gone. Looking around John thought 'This is strange. What the hell is going on?' But he didn't talk. Something still didn't feel right to him.

Finally looking up at Misouri's face John realised what was going on.

»You're not Missouri.«

»Took you long enough.« Missouri's eyes turned yellow.

John swalowed the lump in his throat. »You're…. You're the one…«

»Yes. I'm the one.« The demon laughed cruelly. »You can't even say it.«

»You killed Mary!« John screamed at the demon.

The demon smirked. »I did.«

»Why?«

»Mary made a deal with me.«

»What kind of a deal?« John asked. He wanted to lunge at the demon but he saw the demon trap under the rug and he didn't want to cross it yet afraid the demon would somehow get away if he did. And John saw the demon trap was one of the more complicated ones. This one was the one that forced the demon to tell the truth while they're traped inside.

»Your life for Sam.«

Johns blood turned to ice. »What about Sam?«

»He's important to me.« The demon tried to avoid answering.

»Why? Why is Sam important?« John snapped.

The demon obviously struggled from the force that was making him tell the truth. »He's Lucifers vessel.«

»What?« John asked stuned all fight leaving him. 'How could Mary do this?'

Laughter rang through the room. The demon was enjoying seeing John run down.

»Did Mary know this?«

»No. Mary just knew that I wanted entry to your house.« Demon answered.

»How are you here?« John asked. He wanted to know how the demon managed to trap itself in here.

»There was a disturbance in my plans. And then the knife that is now in your hand went missing. A source told me Missouri Mousley found it, that she intended to give it to you. I came to stop her.«

John shook his head. He couldn't understand how it got traped if he came to kill her.

»She tricked me!« The demon yelled angrily. »She is a psychic, I never had one before. I wanted to know what she knew. She's stronger than I expected, took control of her body long enough to bring me in here.«

John laughed. »She knew you were coming! She left me a note and the knife before you came.«

The demon nodded.

»Why would Lucifer need a vessel? Is he coming up?" 'Is hell starting a war?'

»We intended to relese him from his cage.«

John caught the 'we' and 'intended'. »We who?«

»Me and another demon.«

»What demon?«

»Her name is Lilith. She's the first.«

»The first demon?« 'Could this get any worse?' John asked himself.

»Yes.«

»And what did you mean with Intended?«

»The plan won't come in to play until Sam is older, an adult.«

»Why?« John growled at the demon. If they meant to do this when Sam was an adult that meant they'll never have a life they deserve. Not the boys and not John with Bella.

» A demon girl would seduce Sam to drink demon blood, make him believe he was helping people by exorcising demons with his powers. The more he'd use his powers the stronger he would get and more blood he would need. It wouldn't take long to get him addicted and then he would be under our control.«

John swalowed a few times, trying hard to push back down the bile that rose fom his stomach. »You're speaking in a hypotheses.«

The demons eyes shot to Johns.

John smirked. »You said would to much. Does that mean none of this will happen?«

»Well you are going to kill me, aren't you?« The demon snarled.

John nodded. »Soon.«

"Than that is obviously the end of our plans." Deamon said sullenly.

»Why did you kill Mary if all you wanted was Sam?«

»She got in the way. Collateral damage.« It smirked. »She wasn't yours to have, you know that now.«

John narowed his eyes to the demon. »What do you mean?«

»Oh, don't play stupid. It's highly unbecoming. I knew when I first saw you, when you came in the room. You met her again, didn't you?«

John was stunned. Was the demon talking about Bella. Did it know what the conection between them was. And what did it mean 'you met her again'? Did that mean his dreams were true?

»Ah, there we go. You see. You do know who I'm talking about.«

»What about her?« John snarled.

»She's your soulmate.« The demon smirked cruelly. »What's her name this time? Anabell, Belladona, Isabell? It's always some bell or other.«

John collapsed on the floor. »My soulmate. The dreams, they're real?«

»Of course they are real. What, did you think you made her up?«

»But…. But….But….« John for the first time ever didn't know what to say. His brain stopped working.

»But, yes. Hmmm. You two were actualy amusing to watch. Every lifetime you meet, you fall in love and then you die. One after the other.«

»Why? Why do we die?« John croacked.

»Well, I don't know it's different everytme. Once she died durring chilbirth with the baby still inside her, then there was a time she got run over by a horse, then the time you died at war.« The demon said cheerfully.

»But we both die?«

»It's called soulmates for a reson. And she always was smarter than you, she'd already know why you both die.«

John thought this through, it was hard thinking when he had all this new shocking information in his brain.

»You're soulmates!« The demon snapped at him. »You die from a broken heart if the other dies or rejectes you!«

John's eyes widened from the last part. 'Will Bella think I rejected her?' Were his frantic thoughts. 'I have to get back as soon as I can!'

»I had a plan, you know. To keep you appart, it was fool proof. Only I obviously trusted a fool.« The demon now realising there's no way out of this and they do say missery loves company.

»Yeah, what kind of plan? And what fool?«

»You're stronger when you love eachother, you and your soulmate.« The demon spat out the word love like it was poison. »That's how I knew you met her. You're different, stronger then when I last saw you.«

»The plan.« John pressed.

»The plan was to keep you appart.«

»You said that! How?«

»I made a deal with a cupid, he put you and Mary together. I wanted to see what kind of children would come out of that union. A long line of hunters from the Campbells and the men of letters on your side. And it kept you away from her.«

John stored the information he got from the demon about Marys family and his own away to proces later. Now he wanted to know about him and Bella.

»And then I made a deal with an eager teenage vampire. He wanted her and I didn't, so I let him have her.«

The demon started laughing hysterically and then abruptly stopped the eyes changing back from the bright yellow to dark brown eyes of Missouri Mosley.

»Stop stallin' boy and just kill it!« She snapped at John. »You know everything now!«

John shook his head. »I can't kill it. If I kill the demon, I'll kill you with it.«

»I know John, I'm ready.«

»But…«

»No buts! I knew from the moment I met you that this is the way it's supposed to be.« Missouri smiled at him. »I came to terms a long time ago. This was my purpose in life – to help you find your soul mate and kill the demon.«

»I couldn't help you find her but I knew you'd find her without me just fine. The demon was another story. I had to lure it to me so you could kill him. Otherwise he would haunt you and your family forever.« Missouri nodded. »You remeber what I told you? That day you left Lawrence?«

John did remember. 'I know that the pain you feel right now is to great for you to see that you haven't lost everything. But you still have your children and somewhere she is waiting for you. And when you find her don't let her go.' He nodded.

»I remember.« He rasped.

»Good, good. Whatever you do, don't let her go. You deserve to be happy. Both of you.«

They stared at eachother for a few seconds.

»Boy! I can't keep it away forever. You have to do this now!«

John was shaking his head, he never killed a person before, much less a friend. He didn't want to do this but he knew he had to.

»You have to!« Missori yelled at him. »Do it! Then go. No one must know you were here. Please, John! I can't hold on much longer!«

John steeled himself and strode to Missouri in to the devils trap.

»I'm sorry.« He said softly right before he plunged the knife in Missouri's heart.

There was orange light, Misourri's eyes flickered back to yellow for a second and then it was over. The demon was dead. John's wish has come true, he got revenge over his wifes murder. Yet somehow it didn't bring him the satisfaction he always immagined.

All he wanted now was to be with his boys and Bella.

He cleaned all evidence that he was in the house and drove away from the town where he lost his life years ago and found a new meaning to life today.

Nothing mattered more than Bella and the boys. Nothing. Family, that was all he needed.

'I'm going home!' John thought. His mind flashed to the rich brown eyes that John knew belonged to Bella.

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