Chapter 24 – New Information
Kaida sat fidgeting while the other's talked. She sat against the windscreen with her legs spread out in front of her on the hood of the impala. The case had brought up more than it should have. Demons were trouble, much more dangerous than they gave them credit for. But so was fear. Fear could control you. It could break you down into a wreck and leave you alone in the dark with nothing of yourself left. She couldn't let what the demon said get to her, but he had played on the worries that already plagued her and had done so for years. She really needed to get a grip.
Meanwhile Sam and Dean were thinking about their father. They were leaning side by side against the hood of the Impala, comforted by Kaida's presence so close, but facing away from her. They had a clue finally; a lead but they didn't know what to think of it.
Jerry had caught up with them as they were making ready to leave, another day and another case, and it was time for them to move on. Dean usually dreaded this bit; he wasn't very good at accepting thanks. He much preferred to disappear into the night without having to speak to people, but they expected the customary goodbye and the thanks that made him uncomfortable. Sam was the same, it was the way they were raised, the way John had taught them to be. It was their job whether they got thanks or not and they should not expect it. The job was its own reward; it was all that they needed. Which was all very well, until someone wanted to give them the big goodbye which left both boys shuffling their feet and looking uncomfortable?
As Jerry approached the car, Kaida tried not to laugh. She was just as uncomfortable with the thanks but she usually managed to avoid the full force of it. She always managed to fade into the background when she wanted to, much to their annoyance. And she managed it again now. When Jerry addressed them his words were directed at Sam and Dean, hardly acknowledging her presence at all, which was the way she liked it.
"Nobody knows what you guys did, but I do. A lot of people could have been killed." Dean nodded a little with his head down as Jerry took his hand to shake it before turning to Sam for the same reason. "Your dad's gonna be real proud." And as Sam stepped back his head went down as well as uncomfortable as his brother. "We'll see you around, Jerry" He said, half to his shoes, before they turned to leave. But Dean stopped. He had thought of something, something that had been niggling at the back of his mind without bringing itself to the forefront. "You know, Jerry. I meant to ask you, how did you get my cell phone number anyway? I've only had it for six months." Sam looked up again in interest and Kaida raised an eyebrow. "Your dad gave it to me." Well that raised their interest even more. "What?" No one had spoken to John in months. "When did you talk to him?" Dean asked and then it was Jerry's turn to look sheepish. "I mean, I didn't exactly talk to him, but I called his number. His voice message said to give you a call. Thanks again, guys." And then Jerry had left leaving the siblings in shock.
They had finally heard something about John, had found some contact with him, but they still felt no closer to finding him. Kaida had been right he didn't want to be found. And if John Winchester wanted to drop off the map, he dropped off the map.
They were moving about in a panic, but their movements were practiced and confident. This was something they had done a thousand times, a normal part of their lives, a dance that they knew very well. But time it was different. This time they were running away from something terrible, they were running away from the past. No one had expected Kaida's father to turn up, they had dared to believe that he would never find them, but then he had arrived. Sitting there in his current kitchen John had hardly believed that the man across from him could be the man who tried to kill little Kaida. His Kaida, his foster daughter, his little warrior and secret weapon. He had shared his beer with the man who had tried to kill her when she was only five years old.
But it had happened. Kaida's father had found her and if they didn't leave quickly he would be back to kill the monster he had failed to capture before. John was going to do everything he could to prevent that, but he wouldn't do it here. They were going to go underground for a while. Drop off of the radar for a while, away from the other hunters, away from any danger to the youngest Winchester. Within moments it seemed their lives were packed away and they were getting into the car. It was the middle of the night and it was incredibly dark outside. Regardless they kept the headlights off, trying to draw as little attention to themselves as possible as they made their escape. And with that they dropped off the map and managed to hide from Kaida's biggest fear, if only for a little while.
Now they had to do something with the information that they had received. It was time to follow that last lead, to hear their father's voice. They just weren't sure that they could do it. "This doesn't make sense, man." Sam said staring at the phone in Dean's hand. "I've called Dad's number like fifty times. It's been out of service." Dean turned the phone around in his hand a couple of times before he finally dialled the number and turning on the speaker phone. "This is John Winchester. I can't be reached. If this an emergency, call my son, Dean. 785-555-0179. He can help."