INITIUM - Supernarural Season One [Dean Winchester x Reader]

III - Dead in the Water (P.2)

As a child, you were taught to always be sensitive of people's feelings. Your father was a kind-hearted man who hated yelling and conflict--not your stereotypical hunter, to say the least. One time after John came over to talk to Matthew, your father told you that you should always think about what the other person is going through before you say what's on your mind. "Bite your tongue and look at things from their perspective, then choose your words wisely so you don't hurt them anymore than they already are," he would say. 

The first time you ever heard him raise his voice was when he got into an argument with his best friend, John Winchester. The last time he ever rose his voice was during your argument that preceded his death. 

Because of your father, you don't like arguments. They're emotionally draining and make you feel horrible after the fight. When you got into an argument with Roy when you and the boys were hunting the wendigo, you completely disregarded your father's advice. Letting your anger take control left you feeling like garbage. Of course, Roy was an asshole who needed to be put in his place, but you would have never even thought about throwing punches when you were younger. 

Maybe it was hunting that was taking a toll on you; granted, you went from having a steady job, going to the gym, reading a new book every week, to killing monsters majority of the population didn't know existed. Either way, you made yourself promise to remember your father's advice and be level headed. No more heated arguments--the bickerings you have with the Winchesters are enough for you. 

"We're sorry to bother you ma'am, but does a little boy live here by chance?" Dean asks Mrs. Sweeny. You blink a few times, focusing your mind on the task at hand which is figuring out how this house and this woman is tied to the strange drownings. "He might wear a blue ball cap, has a red bicycle." 

Mrs. Sweeny looks down with grief stricken eyes. "No, sir." She shakes her head. "Not for a very long time," she replies. "Peter's been gone for 35 years now." She gestures for you and the boys to follow her into the living room. She gazes at a picture of a young boy your assume is Peter with such saddness. She sighs, "The police never--I never had any idea what happened." She turns around to face you. "He just disappeared. Losing him--you know," Sam nudges Dean and nods at the shelf that's covered with green army men. He tries to get your attention but you refuse to shift your focus from the grieving mother. "It's...it's worse than dying," she says with a breaking voice. 

She manages to choke down a sob, her body shakes from the effort. The corners of your lips hang loosely in a frown. You think back to your father's advice and try to formulate the best response you can, but again, nothing comes to mind. People who lost a child, extremely broken and fragile, must be handled with caution; one wrong nudge and they could be pushed of the edge and breakdown. 

"Did he disappear from here--I mean, from this house?" Dean asks, being the brave soul to continue to interview the woman. 

"He was supposed to ride his bike straight home after school," Mrs. Sweeny explains, "and he never showed up." Her voice cracks, and she quickly covers her mouth with her hand to keep herself from crying. 

Thinking that it was enough with playing 20 questions, you speak up and decide to end the interrogation before the poor lady breaks down. "Mrs. Sweeny, why don't you sit down? I can make you a cup of tea if you'd like." You place a comforting hand on the old woman's shoulder and lead her out of the room to give the boys some time to look around for anymore clues. 

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"Okay, so this little boy, Peter Sweeny, vanishes, and this is all connected to Bill Carlton somehow," Sam states the facts you know on his fingers. 

"Yeah, and I'm pretty sure that Bill Carlton is hiding something from us," You voice your opinion from the backseat.

"And Bill--the people he loves--they're all getting punished," Sam adds, pointing out yet another clue to this mystery.