The hunter from Uni.

The Uncle and the Brainiac.

(Unknown p.o.v)

I walked into my little house and closed the door, only to jump when I saw someone was on the couch. I quickly pulled my gun from under the counter I kept next to the door and pointed it towards the man.
"You know Brainiac, I thought you would be happy to see me." He told making me realise who it was as he continued to look through my cryptic creatures book.
"Jesus John. I've told you to text me if you're gonna visit." I told as I placed the gun back where it was mere moments before.
"Thought about it but thought not to. You've grown since the last time I saw you River."
"Wonder why." I sarcastically told.
"There's no need for that attitude." He stated.
"Besides, why are you here? You hate me." I pointed out.
"I don't hate you." He told as he closed the book and placed it on the coffee table before turning towards me on the couch.
"You said and I quote, 'If you go to that academy, then not only am I disappointed in you wanting to take your family down, but I will also hate you for it.' You told me that a month before I went when I was 15."
"I forgot I said that. But your not a fed." He stated.
"I could still have you arrested."
"You wouldn't do that. You don't like seeing us arrested. I mean you did bail my son out of jail when your other cousin arrested him." He told as he stood up.
"Why are you here?" I asked.
"I need help."
"I don't hunt."
"That's not the help I need."
"Then what?"
"I need you to contact them and give them this message for me."
"Why can't you do it?" I questioned since I saw no need for me to be involved.
"Because I'm close."
"John...."
"No River. I'm close, I found the gun that can kill the son of a bitch for good. It's just getting it, is all."
"It's been 22 years...." I began to point out only for him to cut me off.
"Why are you being like this?!"
"Because you need to move on from this obsession!" I argued.
"Just like your father."
"My father killed himself because he couldn't kill my brother. My father and your own brother, would rather have been shot dead then raise me. You still have a chance to have a relationship with your own kids." I explained.
"And I will. Once the bastard that killed Mary is dead."
"It may be too late if you leave it too long. I should know." I told as I walked into my kitchen to get something to write the information down, even though I didn't need to but would rather have it.
I tossed the pen and paper towards him before going back to pour myself a glass of whiskey.
"Write what you want me to say and then get out." I told.
"Seems you've grown to be more agitated at things."
"Yeah well that happens. I'm not the one that cut you out of my life John that was you!"
"So who's the new guy your talking to?"
"His name is Mike." I admitted before taking a swig from my glass.
"I don't like him. I preferred Zack."
"Me and Zack didn't date. I dated Tim. Besides I thought you didn't like Zack because he 'couldn't protect me'?" I questioned.
"Yeah but then he proved that he could. Shame you moved out here instead of where he went."
"I moved here cause J is out here."
"Who's that one?"
"You haven't met her." I pointed out.
"Oh she's the one from the academy."
"Yes."
"So who's this, Mike?" He asked.
"A dude I met when I first got here."
"You got any beer?"
"No. I've been busy with my shop." I told as I took the notepad and pen from him.
"As long as your happy with what you do I'm proud of you, River."
"Look John, I know what it is like to lose a love one. We lost my parents and Nik when I was eight. Do not let them think you do not love them before this kills anything left that you can salvage." I informed.
"You speak like you have experienced."
"I wish I didn't. But I do. I live knowing that my own father didn't love me as much as he loved Nik. Because if he loved me..... he would have waited till I was asleep to shoot himself in the fucken head." I stated as tears welled up in my eyes.
"He loved you." He told making me give a dry chuckle.
"His last words were not I love you. His lasts words were 'I'm sorry River but I couldn't kill him... I couldn't kill my only son and I know he wants to kill me like he did to your mother. So I'm gonna make sure that won't ever happen. By doing it myself.' He shot himself in the head in front of me. If that doesn't tell someone that they don't love you.... Then I don't know what will."
"You know I love you right?"
"Really?! I would not have known that, for you know, you disowned me."
"I only told you that so you wouldn't feel guilty going off to the academy."
"You told me it was the family or the academy! Felt pretty fucken guilty John!"
"I wanted you to get away from me!"
"What?"
"I didn't want you to feel like being related to me, meant you couldn't be happy as a fed, kid. It's why I help Harold create a fake birth certificate for you and Nik..... so you didn't have to be a Winchester and not be trusted by anyone that you meet."
"I would rather be a Winchester, then a Finley. Finley's are broken by nature...... a Winchester is family."
"I just wanted you to live a good life..... and you do. And I'm proud." He told making tears run down my face.
He didn't say anything and pulled me into a hug which shocked me.
"I thought you were all about no chick flick moments?" I asked making him chuckle.
"Feels like we need it." He told making me embrace him in a hug as well.
"I love you as well John." I admitted.
"And I love you." He told.
I looked at the note he wrote for me to deliver to the boys making me see what he wanted me to tell them.

"Close to the demon. Gotta get the Colt first. Stay safe. Continue to do the family business."