Capri Coleman was a normal girl, getting ready to graduate college when her life fell apart. Her close friend died in a mysterious fire, she learns that her family's death from years ago might not be what she always thought, and she is thrown into t...
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"This is it. This is all I know," John said, gesturing around to the stacks of papers and reports on the desk and the ones taped to the wall. "Our whole life, we've been hunting this demon, right? Not a trace, nothing. Until about a year ago. For the first time, I picked up a trail."
"That's when you took off," Dean stated as he stood by the desk where his father sat. He wore a gray t-shirt and a denim one unbuttoned over it.
"That's right. The demon might've come out of hiding or hibernation."
"Demons hibernate?" I asked Dean quietly, gazing up at him.
He shrugged, fingers brushing up and down the back of my thigh. "So what's this trail you found?"
"Starts in Arizonia, then New Jersey, California. Houses burned down to the ground," John stated. "It's going after families. Just like with us."
"Families with infants?" Sam asked as he leaned against the sink across the room.
"Yeah." John nodded. "The night of the kid's six-month birthday."
"I was six months old that night?"
"Exactly."
"So basically, this demon is going after these kids for some reason," Sam stated. He scoffed. "Same way it came for me. So mom's death, Jessica, it's all because of me?"
I knew that feeling all too well. And after everything I learned from doing that spell...It was crippling, to know that you're the reason people are hurt.
"We don't know that, Sam," Dean told him.
"Oh, really? Because I'd say we're pretty damn sure, Dean," Sam snapped.
"For the last time, what happened to them is not your fault."
"Yeah, you're right. It's not my fault but it's my problem!"
"No, it's not your problem," Dean stated. "It's our problem."
"Okay, that's enough," John demanded, standing.
Both of them went quiet.
"So why is it doing it?" Sam asked. "What does it want?"
"Look, I wish I had more answers," John told him. "I've always been one step behind it. I've never gotten there in time to save...."
"Alright, so how do we find it before it hits again?" Dean asked.
"There's signs," John explained. "It took me a long time to see a pattern. But in the days leading up to the fires, signs crop up in the area. Cattle death, temperature fluctuations, electrical storms. Then I went back and checked..."
