Post by John Winchester on Sept 24, 2008 18:02:15 GMT -4
Missouri's front door banged against the door frame as the figure that was John Winchester entered his friends home after travelling around the town and the surrounding areas from what seemed like a week although only a few hours had passed by, since he had left his youngest son still unconscious at the hospital and his oldest son, somewhere else.
He had disappeared to find information or something to help him so he could help his sons. Everything seemed to be in chaos, and part of him was worried that it might have been his fault, but no one would ever know that, because he wouldn't tell anyone. He had his shell around him and no one was going to break through it.
He had been to another psychic whilst Missouri was at the hospital, as he knew another one around these parts. Not as good as Missouri but as good as he needed anyway. He had found out some information he needed. Like he now knew that Meg who he had been told was causing Sam's injuries was in Texas although that was the closest he got at the moment, and knew she would move, and he debated about upping and leaving, but he still wasn't sure about how to kill her without hurting his son. He had been given a few herbs and potion mixtures, but they weren't guarateed to work and he needed the guarantee. He wasn't about to go and kill his son. It was that damm message she had left him that day...Part of it still ringing in his ears.
....His pathetic soul brought down to hell in oh 17 days I believe it is now...tick tock Johnny or are you going to fail your family yet again?
But no, he wasn't going to let it happen. No not now.
A sigh ran through his lips as he glanced around the mess that was still there that was Missouri's wall. Somehow he just didn't want to face going back to the hospital just yet, and made his way to the kitchen, and got a glass of water, drinking all of it before making his way to the front room again, thinking he should make himself useful whilst he was figuring out how he was going to tackle this problem.
He had disappeared to find information or something to help him so he could help his sons. Everything seemed to be in chaos, and part of him was worried that it might have been his fault, but no one would ever know that, because he wouldn't tell anyone. He had his shell around him and no one was going to break through it.
He had been to another psychic whilst Missouri was at the hospital, as he knew another one around these parts. Not as good as Missouri but as good as he needed anyway. He had found out some information he needed. Like he now knew that Meg who he had been told was causing Sam's injuries was in Texas although that was the closest he got at the moment, and knew she would move, and he debated about upping and leaving, but he still wasn't sure about how to kill her without hurting his son. He had been given a few herbs and potion mixtures, but they weren't guarateed to work and he needed the guarantee. He wasn't about to go and kill his son. It was that damm message she had left him that day...Part of it still ringing in his ears.
....His pathetic soul brought down to hell in oh 17 days I believe it is now...tick tock Johnny or are you going to fail your family yet again?
But no, he wasn't going to let it happen. No not now.
A sigh ran through his lips as he glanced around the mess that was still there that was Missouri's wall. Somehow he just didn't want to face going back to the hospital just yet, and made his way to the kitchen, and got a glass of water, drinking all of it before making his way to the front room again, thinking he should make himself useful whilst he was figuring out how he was going to tackle this problem.