Men In Black - complete

Chapter 7

Dean stared. He couldn't help it.

There in the parking lot of the Roadhouse was a familiar black car. It was the 1967 Chevy Impala that his father had driven on hunts for god knows how long. The very car that Dean loved, even if he hated the driver. He had planned to get his own once he made enough playing against the other hunters at poker, or as close as he could get.

And there was a note on the car's windshield. Dean took it off with shaky hands and open confusion on his face.

Confusion turned into real shock as he read what was on the note.

Dean,
I know I haven't been the best father in the world. I couldn't even tell that you were scared or that you weren't one of the monsters that we hunt. I doubt this can make up for all the pain I've put you and Sam through, but I hope it helps. I'm leaving the Impala to you, as well as most of the gear in the trunk.
Before you try to deny it, I know you love the car more than you ever did me. I already have a replacement.
I'm sorry.
John.

"Wow... he actually left you the car?" said Jo, when she read the note from behind Dean.

Dean had gotten his license a few years ago, but he had never actually driven anything more than a few of Bobby's spare cars on test runs.

"Think it's bobby-trapped?" asked Dean.

He might not have liked John, but he definitely inherited some measure of the man's paranoia.

"No idea," said Jo.

Dean didn't go near the car until he knew for sure it wasn't trapped with something. He wouldn't put it past John not to do something to it, and he also didn't know how to feel about receiving the car from him either. He had been on a few hunts, usually simple salt and burns with Bobby, but never anything serious.

As Bobby said, it was better he take baby-steps before he started really hunting. Especially after the one time he was impatient, he nearly got his head bitten off by a vampire nest.

Gordon hadn't gone near the Roadhouse after that. Ellen would kill him if he came anywhere near it.

Death came, amused about something.

"Hello Dean."

"Death. Quick question, Did John trap the Impala, or was that letter actually
sincere?"

"I'll ask around."

A few hours later Death returned, and he looked somewhat surprised.

The letter was sincere. Though I did get something off of him you definitely won't like. I'm not sure if you wish to hear it or not."

"I doubt anything John could do right now could bother me more than leaving his car behind has already."

"He has a third son. Boy has no idea about what John does, but your birth father has been visiting him regularly for years now."

Dean nearly dropped his glass.

"He... he has another son and didn't tell us?"

"Adam, I don't know whether he's been trying to make up for his failures with you and Sam, but from what I saw in his mind he prefers being around the boy more than he does you two. I think the knowledge of his wife's true nature broke something in him."

Dean sat down. Something inside of him felt like it was cracking, shattering into a thousand pieces. Finding out about Adam was the last straw for him. There was no way John could possibly make up for this.

Looking outside at the Impala, he came to a rather odd decision. He could accept the car, but there was no way in hell he was ever going to accept it as an apology for all the neglect.

It had been a month since John left the car behind at the Roadhouse for Dean, and a week since he had needed Bobby's help on a hunt.

Driving into the salvage yard, John had no idea what was waiting for him.

Bobby wasn't in, but there was something on the coffee table for John in Dean's handwriting.

He picked it up, and found two thousand dollars in cash along with a letter.

To John Winchester:
I know about Adam.

John's heart nearly stopped the second he read that first line. How in the hell did Dean know about Adam? He had never mentioned him or left anything for Dean to find about his third son.

Your chances at making up to Sam and me over. Consider the cash payment for the car and gear, because there is no way in hell I'm ever accepting anything from you again. I can't believe you thought giving me the Impala was going to make up for all the bullshit you put us through, especially after my magic started reacting.

I may hunt with you, but you'll never be my father again.

Dean.

Bobby came in halfway through John reading the letter Dean had given him, and wondered what the cash was for. He hadn't read the letter, but from the look on John's face he had a pretty good idea that something had happened.

Winchester had screwed up for the last time, apparently. He could wait until he saw Dean again to find out what John had done to set him off.

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