MANNING, COLORADO.
John sits at a paper strewn desk, the Colt in front of him, while Sam leans against the counter and Dean paces as I stand nearby, my arms folded across my chest. "So this is it. This is everything I know. Look, our whole lives we been searching for this demon right? Not a trace, just...nothing. Until about a year ago. For the first time I picked up a trail." John explains.
"And that's when you took off." Dean said and John looks up at him and nods. "Yeah. That's right. The demon must have come out of hiding, or hibernation." He said. "All right, so what's this trail you found?" I asked him. "It starts in Arizona, then New Jersey, California. Houses burned down to the ground. It's going after families, just like it went after us." John said.
"Families with infants?" Sam asked him. "Yeah. The night of the kid's six-month birthday." John said and mine and Sam's eyes widen. "I was six months old that night?" Sam asked. "Exactly six months." John said then he turns to me. "Same thing goes for you, (y/n). From what your dad told me, you were six-months old when your mom died." John said.
"So basically, this demon is going after these kids for some reason. The same way it came for me? So Mom's death...Jessica. It's all because of me?" Sam asked, devastated. "And my mom's death?" I said, sadly. "We don't know that, guys." Dean said to us. "Oh really? Cause I'd say we're pretty damn sure, Dean." Sam shouted at him.
"For the last time, what happened to them was not your fault. And it's not your fault, (y/n), that your mom died, either." Dean said, frustrated. "Right. It's not our fault but it's mine and Sam's problem." I shouted at Dean. "No, it's not your problem it's our problem!" Dean said and John stands up. "Okay. That's enough." John said, firmly.
All of us take a breath and calm down. "So why's he doing it? What does he want?" Sam asked John. "Look, I wish I had more answers, I do. I've always been one step behind it. Look, I've never gotten there in time to save...." John said then he looks down, unhappy.
"All right so how do we find it..before it hits again?" Dean asked him, changing the subject. "There's signs. It took me a while to see the pattern but it's there in the days before these fires signs crop up in an area. Cattle deaths, temperature fluctations, electrical storms. And then I went back and checked...and..." John said before Dean speaks up. "These things happened in Lawrence?" He asked and John nods.
"A week before your mother died. And a week before (mother's name) died. And in Palo Alto...before Jessica. And these signs, they're starting again." John said and we look up at him.
"Where?" I asked him.
"Salvation, Iowa." John replied.
John's truck speeds along a misty road, followed closely by the Impala. After a few moments, he pulls off to the side and we follow him then we get out. "Damn it!" John exclaims once he got out of his car.
"What is it?" Dean asked him. "Son of a bitch." John mutters. "What is it!?" I asked John and he turns to us. "I just got a call from Caleb." He said. "Is he okay?" Dean asked him. "He's fine. Jim Murphy's dead." John said and we gasp in shock at this.
"Pastor Jim? How?" Sam asked him. "His throat was slashed. He bled out. Caleb said they found traces of sulfur at Jim's place." John said. "A demon." I said and John nods. "The Demon?" Dean asked and John shrugs. "I don't know. Could be he just got careless, he slipped up. Maybe the demon knows we're getting close." He said.
"What do we do?" Dean asked. "Now we act like every second counts. There's two hospitals and a health center in this county. We split up, cover more ground. I want records. I want a list of every infant that's going to be six months old in the next week." John said.
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Supernatural (Dean Winchester x Female!Reader)
Fanfiction(Y/n) (l/n) was trained by her father, who was a well-known monster hunter before he settled for the apple-pie life, after the death of her mother when she was very young. Now in the wake of her father's death, (y/n) has been going solo on the whole...
