Chapter 5

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Dean was hyperventilating, and Sam was bewildered. His brother had come in looking rather upset and he refused to tell Sam anything. So they had gone into town (armed with all the usual gear that they could reasonably get away with, which meant no guns) in the hopes that Ellen could come and get them later.
Though from the way Dean was acting, Sam was silently betting he was more likely to call Bobby and ask for a ride someplace else. He was that freaked out.
"Come on Dean, what's going on? It's not like he showed up after all this time right? I mean Mom (Sam had called Ellen Mom once by mistake, and she hadn't bothered to correct him so it stuck) threatened to shoot him if he came anywhere near the Roadhouse," said Sam.
Dean said nothing and averted his eyes. Sam, being the bright kid he was, put two and two together to get four. Suddenly Dean's behavior made a hell of a lot more sense.
"He's here?" said Sam.
Sam remembered their dad. He was actually happy when Dean had grabbed him in the middle of the night after John had been on one of his binges and fled with him. John had been a total asshole.
Plus Sam had slowly been wearing Ellen down (with copious help from Jo and Dean both, funnily enough) for a dog. He could live with an older one, but he had always wanted a dog to play with.
Dean had said that if Ellen wouldn't get one, he would sneak into town to find one and hide it until she gave in. Jo had grinned evilly and said she would help when he came up with that plan.
"We are not going back with him. If the cops come and ask, we don't know him," said Dean.
Sam nodded in agreement. If anyone asked who their father was, they would immediately mention Bobby. Ellen had pretty much claimed them as her sons within the first three months, and having a stable home had become very important to the both of them.
Living at the Roadhouse allowed them to have a real home and still become hunters later if they wanted, and Ellen was far more reasonable than John ever was.

John found himself stuck at the Roadhouse while Bobby drove there. Dean and Sam refused to even look at him, let alone speak to him. They made a point to keep him two tables away from them while they debated on what to watch next weekend with Jo, Ellen's daughter.
Their treatment of him very clear, John felt like it was a real slap to the face. It was a very strong message of how badly he had screwed up in his pursuit of Mary's killer.
Bobby arrived a few hours later, looking rather irritated with John.
John winced when he saw how warmly the boys greeted him, treating the man more like their father than they ever had with him.
Once he had settled into his chair, he grabbed a cup of coffee and looked John Winchester in the eye.
"I screwed up. I know it," he said miserably.
"Damn right you screwed up. If you hadn't been such a stubborn idjit then the boys might not have bolted once I left them a place to run to," said Bobby gruffly.
"How was I supposed to know Dean was a natural-born?" said John.
"If you had just asked, I would have told you. Hell, we took him for an exam of his magic core and he's one of the strongest first generations in years! He was absolutely terrified of you finding him when he found out he had magic!" said Bobby.
John didn't say a word, but it was clear from the looks he shot Dean he wasn't sure how to handle this information. How was a hunter supposed to react to his child having something as unnatural as magic?
Ellen slapped John on the head. She wasn't letting him hurt the boys more than he already had.
"There's nothing wrong with Dean. Or Sam for that matter. Just because one of you had the gene and passed it on to the boys does not excuse you for treating them like monsters," she said irritably.
"They both have it?!" said John alarmed.
"Sam's a Seer. Means he can see things before they happen. He's not as strong as Dean, but he's getting there. What do you know of Mary's family?" asked Bobby.
"Not much. They died right before we married," admitted John.
"What about her maiden name?"
"Campbell, I think. She never talked about her parents after they were killed," said John.
"Campbell?" said the two in shock.
John looked at them.
"What?"
"That explains a lot... like why those two are so quick to learn new ways to hunt," said Bobby.
"This makes them half-bloods, you realize," said Ellen cryptically.
"What? What are you talking about?"
"Campbell. One of the first magical families to come to America when it was colonized by the Europeans. They're one of the oldest hunter families in North America... I heard the line died out, but I guess Mary chose to hide instead," said Ellen.
John blinked. Mary had been a hunter?
"This explains why the goblins already had a vault for them," said Bobby.
"Goblins?"
"First things first Winchester. Neither one of the boys are going near you until you read up on natural witches. The last thing we want is for one of them to come back to the salvage yard or the Roadhouse saying you nearly shot them because they did something you weren't expecting," said Bobby.
"Until then Dean and Sam are staying here. Something you've seem to have forgotten is that growing children need stability just as much as they do safety. All that moving around really did a number on them," said Ellen.
John could see neither of them would budge on this. At least he knew they were safe with Ellen...and if they really were evil then there would be plenty of hunters ready to stop them.

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