The smell of
coffee and food woke the man sleeping on the bed. John’s head pounded. He reached for his duffel and noticed it
wasn’t there. He fought to remember what
happened. He didn’t remember going to
bed. He looked over at the other bed to
see a sleeping Sam. Dean sat at the
table. The remains of a cheeseburger and a coke were beside him and he was
eating a slice of pie.
John stood
and the boy looked up at him. The man
headed to the bathroom. While he was taking his shower, the boy grabbed the key
card and the car keys and got his dad’s duffel from the trunk.
A few
minutes later John opened the bathroom door and came out with a towel wrapped
around himself. He saw his duffel on the
bed. Taking some clothes, he went back
into the bathroom.
A few
minutes later, he came out and went to his duffel and grabbed the medical
kit. Taking it to the table, he sat down
and opened the coffee. He took three
aspirin. The older Winchester unwrapped the meal and saw a steak, potato,
and a salad. Dean watched him shake his head.
Halfway
through the meal John asked him, “How did pay for the room for another night
and for the food?”
“I took
money from your wallet.”
John stared
into the hazel eyes and snorted.
“We need to
leave tonight.”
Castiel had
been sitting in the other chair watching everything. At that moment he nudged John
Winchester. John shook his head as if he
felt it.
“Sammy’s
asleep,” Dean spoke matter-of-factly.
“He can
sleep in the car.”
“I’m not
going.”
“What makes
you think you can tell me what to do? I’m
your father.”
“I hid the keys.”
John’s head
hurt too much and he sighed and went and laid back down. He was soon fast asleep. Dean stared at him and resalted the front door. He turned off the lights and went and slept
next Sam. Again he put himself between
his brother and the door. Castiel
wondered if John was part of what the boy was protecting his brother from.
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