Trying to Escape the Hunt

I have an Addison Winchester...

John Winchester wasn't a man who was easily surprised. He didn't let things surprise him. As a man whose been hunting monsters for more than half of his life, he constantly had to remind himself that anything was possible. It was one of the reasons that John went to check on his youngest son every few months. John had an inching thought in the back of his head that something was going to happen, and despite his lack of magical ability, he decided that just like anything else, there was a possibility that he gut was correct. He refused to lose anymore kids after what happened to his daughter.

Over the last four years, John had gone to check on his son more then a dozen times. Each time showed similar findings. Just a young man having fun and working hard in college. He wasn't shocked to find his with a girlfriend after a few short months of being on campus and he was surprised to see him in a jewelry store looking at rings. This was the first time in almost four years that something bothered him about the picture he stumbled onto.

Sam had rushed from his apartment and bought a ridiculously expensive plane ticket even though there were cheaper options only a few hours later. John wasn't getting on a plane, so he just found the location and got on the road. It took a lot longer then he would have liked to get to Virginia, but he made it. He wasn't sure where he was going, Sam's plane had landed in Quantico but that didn't mean much. At least that's what he thought until he saw his son leaving a hospital. He followed him to an apartment building where he disappeared inside and didn't come back out.

John couldn't wrap his head around what his son was doing. He wasn't sure when Sam would be coming back out. Part of his thought that it had something to do with the killings going on in the area but after looking into them a little on the way, he quickly realized that they were human crazy.

Sam came back out the next morning and hailed a cab back to the hospital. John followed him inside at a reasonable distance. All the way up to the maternity ward thanks to the little number panel on top of the elevator. That was when he really started to wonder, he expected an accidental grandkid from Dean, not Sam. It was the only reason he could think of that would put Sam in a maternity ward all the way across the country from where he lived.

This is also where he got lost considering his son had disappeared. "Can I help you sir." John looked to the woman at the front desk.

"You wouldn't happen to know where my son just disappeared off to would you? Tall, dark hair. He just came though."

"Do you have a last name?" He decided to go for it.

"Winchester." He put his hands into his pockets and waited for her to look in her system.

"I have an Addison Winchester."

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They kept us in the hospital for a week. It has been one of the most overwhelming, amazing, and horrifying experiences of my life. The nursing staff was amazing, they answered all the questions I could even think of. With Sam's help we ended up deciding on the name Aella. The background behind it was badass enough for me but it sounded soft enough for Spencer to approve. Sam offered it and I think he was a lot happier about picking the name then he let on.

As we were leaving, Spencer managed to convince me to use a wheelchair. I couldn't really tell how I felt about it considering I wasn't in much pain, just exhausted. I was just happy that I got to carry her out. The pain was almost completely gone (other than going up and down steps) but moving far distances tired me out.