Trying to Escape the Hunt

Just talk to someone!

John wasn't sure what he was going to do. He hadn't done anything to approach Addison even though his son had already gone back to school. He just sat in his truck outside her apartment and thought about what he was going to do.

Addison herself never came back outside and John wasn't sure what apartment was hers. Sam had only gone outside one other time and that was when he was leaving to get on a plane. John hadn't called his other son yet, mostly because he wanted to see her before he got Dean involved. The only thing stopping him was the baby. That was probably the largest curveball that he could have ever expected.

He wouldn't have this surprised had he found her body. He tried looking into her, she was obviously using her real name if they had it at the hospital, but all he could find was that she was enrolled in classes at a local college but hasn't resigned for any new classes and seemed to be taking the current semester off. He couldn't find the apartment number and he couldn't find the name of the man she just had a baby with either. He was guessing it was his name on their apartment and all of their utilities. If he spent a little more time here looking, he was pretty sure he could find everything he needed.

John decided to wait it out until he could get her alone. Mostly so he could have more time to think about what he was going to do, he knew he was angry, he wanted to bust in there and drag her back on the road where she belonged. But at the same time she had a baby now. She's 18, not 13. It wasn't a change he had ever thought about dealing with because up until a two weeks ago, she was dead. She obviously wasn't wanting to talk to him and he didn't want her to run again, that seemed to be something she was good at.

He had half the mind to call Sam and demand some answers. He didn't really think that would go very good considering the way they left things. John was tired of fighting with his son and decided to leave it alone. He would get answers from his daughter. He just needed to make sure not to alert her until he was ready to confront her.

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Aella wasn't a loud baby, but she made sure to make herself known. She woke Spencer and I up around the same time each night and him and I took turns depending on what she needed. It wasn't until we had her home for two weeks that things started going downhill. The nightmares came back with the force of a tidal wave and I stopped producing milk. We ended up having to get regular baby formula for her. Of course, the doctor blamed it on stress.

I couldn't describe the feeling that came with this new turn. I couldn't even do the most basic thing of motherhood right. Not to mention, Spencer and I weren't really talking between him going to work and the two of us taking care of Aella. I could tell that the nightmares were getting on his nerves though, so when he was home I tried staying awake, so he could sleep. I wasn't sure if he could tell though.

That's how I ended up in front of the coffee pot at five o'clock in the morning. My fingers shook as they moved to the start button and my eyelids felt like lead. Aella had just fallen back to sleep after waking up for the third time. Spencer managed to sleep though most of it though. I wasn't sure how considering the crib was in our bedroom.

"Thanks for making coffee." I felt Spencer's lips against my cheek causing me to nearly jump out of my skin and almost knock him out. His hands rested on my hips and I felt him pull me into him. I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths. I couldn't help the anxiety that was eating away at my chest. It was only getting worse.

"You're welcome." He was quiet for a second, just standing there, letting the silence build between us. It was almost like he was waiting for something. When it didn't come, he sighed and moved away from me. He made a cup, making me one as well.

"When's the last time you had a full night of sleep." He asked tiredly.

"Not since we brought her home, when's the last time you had a full night's sleep?" I took a sip of the hot liquid after I said the words