that's my pie

the name's john mcdonald. 30 something. i have this awesome power called sexiness.

[yourboyjohnmcdonald]

I come home,

and the kid's in our living room, angrily punching numbers into his calculator. So I handed him a drink, now he's drunkely making jokes and trying to crush empty water bottles with his feet. The power of vodka.

[sonicimpala]

[hudsonwhimpers]

[shewolf-brennan]

She finally called.

[shewolf-brennan]

Yep, not sure when. Maybe when Sammy gets back. Who knows. That sounds nice. Don’t kill him, the heat is a bitch, you know. I’m sure you’re a great teacher, though. 

[yourboyjohnmcdonald]

Well congratulations! Hey, do I look like I would ever do that? 

I'm a great teacher.

[shewolf-brennan]

She finally called.

[shewolf-brennan]

Tell me about it. 

Good, I guess. Been keeping busy, looking at wedding stuff, broke handcuffs like six times. And you?

[yourboyjohnmcdonald]

That's good. Ah, you getting married? I've been pretty good, just got a new trainee, bouncing back and forth between teaching him the tricks of the trade and giving him some fun so he doesn't wear himself out. 

[shewolf-brennan]

She finally called.

[shewolf-brennan]

Yep! She hadn’t called, I thought she was dead. But yeah, she’s good. I think she’s good, kinda hard to tell with her. Asked me to tell you she said hi, and that she hopes you’re alright. 

[yourboyjohnmcdonald]

Ah well, that's good. I was beginning to get worried.

What about you, how are you doing?

[shewolf-brennan]

She finally called.

Apparently Ireland is fun, full of demons and “shitfucking monsters”. She sounds happy, like she’s getting over the miscarriage thing. I think. 

[yourboyjohnmcdonald]

Sammy?

That's good.

[aika-chan01]

[adam-j-fuller]

No Light, No Light || Adam & John

[adam-j-fuller]

"I still love her." 

That had been what Adam had said. He hadn’t doubted his words at all, and once he was able to sit back and pause and catch his breath, he realized he hadn’t said a lie this entire session. Somehow, he’d hunted into the deepest parts of his mind and pulled out every secret he’d ever denied and kept hidden, and saying them out loud… just confirmed it.

"But crazy ex," Adam began, speaking while meeting John’s eyes, another first. "Crazy ex is back. I’m not supposed to believe in her anymore, but I don’t know how to stop. I’ve never known that. I’ve always been like that, you know?" Adam let out an exhausted breath, and felt a reassuring hand on his shoulder, urging him to push on. "They say there’s such thing as lust, and love. What I feel for Jessica, it’s lust for the old her. That I can overcome easily. What I feel for Piper? It’s love. Always has been. That… I can’t overcome.

"But Jessica," he continued, leaning forward. "Jessica’s Ava’s mother. Jessica’s always been good. Whatever happened, this isn’t the Jessica I know. This is the problem, John. I don’t want her to die, because I want the old her back." He shook his head. "Not for me, not in that way, she’s not what I want anymore. For Ava, for the old her I know is still there."

[yourboyjohnmcdonald]

John nodded, listening closely to everything the boy was saying. When he stopped talking, John knew it was his turn.

"I'm not sure how good I am at advice, but what I do know for certain... you've got nothing without love, kid. Growing up, I had my mom. And she was.. everything. When I was having troubles, she was by my side." John leaned forward a bit, his bottom lip quivering. "When she went missing.. when I lost her... that was the worst day of my life. And Adam, you know the girl you want. You can't push her away all because you're afraid. You know what you want, you need to get it before it goes away. Get it?"

John reached into his pocket, and pulled out a small sheet of paper. On it sat a phone number. John, being a very sought-after hunter, kept his number to himself, only using it to call family. As he handed it to Adam, he noticed the look on the boy's face change. "That's my number. You're calling me anytime you need something, because I'm taking you back to New York. Every weekend, you'll be here with me, training your ass off, because once you get back to the city, you're in for a fight. While you're in the city, you're staying in my shitty apartment, so I know where you are. I'll come visit every few days. Understood?"

He helped the boy stand, shrugging off his hug. "No chick flick moments, man." He cleared his throat, looking down at Adam, giving him one last speech. "And you, learn to let go of the belief you have in people. Jessica's not coming back, Adam. She's not Jessica anymore, and there's no chance of getting her back. You need to work on accepting that, alright? She's a danger, to your daughter and yourself, and everyone you love. If you truly love your daughter, you'll let her go. And no freakin' getting Ava back, not until this whole situation has blown over. Now you go get the girl back, and you be there for everyone, and you fight your ass off. Are we understood?"

As soon as Adam nodded, John laughed and pulled Adam into a one-arm hug, ruffling his hair and leading the boy back upstairs for another beer and some old recorded football game.

[adam-j-fuller]

No Light, No Light || Adam & John

[adam-j-fuller]

Once Adam was down, he frowned at the floor. He could barely breathe, he tapped for John to let go of him enough to allow him to be able to speak. Once John did, he let out an exhausted breath. “I was forced - forced to LA after something happened, leaving behind the girl I loved.” 

Once John had let him go, Adam quickly stumbled back up, wiping his mouth and jumping into a boxer’s position. He was on his toes now, prepared for any attack. When John came at him, he threw his punch back at himself, ducking under his grip and pushing all his force into John’s ribcage, successfully knocking him over. Once he was down, John muttered something about how he got into hunting at 11 years old, in secret from his mother, and moved out at 18 to be with hunters. Adam helped him stand, straightening his shirt and nodding for John to go again.

Unsurprisingly, John had him down in seconds, this time with a foot on his head and an invisible gun pointed at his head. Grumpily, Adam continued. “I fell in love with crazy bitch, thinking that I was successfully over the girl I loved, but when she died I realized I never loved her the way I loved the girl.”

Once Adam was up again, he ran into John again, pinning him against the wall by his neck and kicking him down. 

[yourboyjohnmcdonald]

With all the force Adam had mustered into knocking John down this time, John had to take several seconds to catch his breath. "Jesus kid," he grumbled, noticing how his grip loosened. Immediately, John took control, pinning Adam down instead, and grinning down at him. "Dude, don't let your opponent get control. Some of these things'll pretend to cry or some shit, you just gotta keep going. This'll get you killed if you ain't careful."

When Adam insisted John had been pinned first so it was his turn, John let out a sigh. "We both go, yeah?" The boy nodded, and John began his part. "Alright. When I have kids, I plan not to let 'em get into hunting. Normal life, you know? Never had the chance. Met a girl who I thought might be the one to give me that chance. Dunno where she is now. Alright, your turn."

When Adam next spoke, John loosened the grip he had on him, and fell back against the wall. He pulled the boy up, sitting him in front of himself, and looked at him, wiping the hair off his forehead and letting out a sigh. They both paused to catch their breath, and take a moment to realize what Adam had just said. There was no doubt in his voice, and John knew he'd somehow finally solved Adam's problem.

[adam-j-fuller]

No Light, No Light || Adam & John

[adam-j-fuller]

Adam sighed when John walked into the room. He supposed he’d expected this, but he still wasn’t prepared for the usually-hidden John to outright ask him what was up. Adam shook his head. “Nothing to talk about, man,” he reassured, his mind flashing back to the nightmare. He usually pushed it out of his mind, but John’s presence and questions was bringing it back.

He took another sip of his drink, pulling his chair out from under him and standing. He was wide awake now, and he needed to distract himself. Snatching up his beer, he held up a finger, inviting John to follow him into the basement.

The basement began with a corridor. To his left, a panic room lay hidden. To his right, a dungeon slash toolhouse; known to hold the occasional haywire demon tortured for information or rouge avenging angel out for blood. In front of them was a wooden door, cleverly lined with salt; next to it on the wall sat an angel-banishing symbol painted with blood. Once the door was opened, a large room stood in front of them, a devil’s trap in the center, several chairs around the room. John had dragged large mats and several workout-like punching bags in the center of the room. Two tables were there; one with tools such as knives and guns, and one with snacks and water bottles and their cell phones. 

Adam pulled his hair up, moving towards the first table. In the backyard there was a shooting range for him to use, and he’d gotten quite skilled at it. However, John seemed to have another idea.

[yourboyjohnmcdonald]

John knew what the boy wanted before he even said it. He wanted to train. That's all he wanted to do nowadays. Grumpily, he followed him into the basement, setting his beer next to his favorite gun and gesturing for Adam to follow him onto one of the mats.

He turned to face him, holding his two hands up in fists. "Here's what we're going to do. You have a story, I have a story. We fight for it, alright? Once someone's pinned, the other person's gotta reveal something. We start from the beginning. Only seems fair." Only way I'm gonna get you to talk, he didn't add. Adam looked hesitant, but ended up accepting the offer, almost as though he thought he was going to win.

"One. Two. Oof!" John let out a grunt as Adam tackled him to the ground, pinning him with both arms, letting out a satisfied laugh. John glared up at him. "That doesn't count!" He complained, but the pain in his knee and the way Adam was looking at him told him; spill or I won't get off. After all, it only seemed fair.

John sighed. "I grew up with an abusive dad, my mom and my brother and I ran away from him," he said, spilling the simplest thing he could think of. Once Adam was off, John stretched, then nodded for them to continue. This time, putting Adam in a chokehold, he got him on the ground. "Your turn."

[adam-j-fuller]

No Light, No Light || Adam & John

Adam had been barely asleep when his nightmare began.

It began as sweet as possible; Ava and Jessica tossed a ball back and forth between the two of them, Ava occasionally letting out a scream and Jessica chuckling in response. It was a heartwarming scene - things almost felt normal again. That was, until Jessica’s eyes turned dark and she leaped forward, taking the little girl’s sensitive neck in her arms and gripping tighter and tighter, until Ava could no longer reach air.

Adam was frozen in spot, unable to move. Everything seemed to come crashing down on him. Then, as quickly as it began.. it stopped. The body of Ava and the shaking form of Jessica disappeared, and Adam was left alone in a lit room. He could feel someone’s presence, and he knew who it was without having to see them. The room got brighter, and Adam almost felt… peaceful.

When the boy awoke, he checked the time on the clock. 11:12pm. John had ordered them to bed half an hour ago after an all-day training session. He trudged into the kitchen, falling into a chair and pulling a beer out of the fridge next to him.

[yourboyjohnmcdonald]

John heard Adam's whimpers before the silence came. He knew the boy had had another nightmare and woken up; he supposed even going to bed early wasn't solving this problem that Adam tried to keep so hidden.

In John's hidden cabin with his infamous "training room" in the basement, the two slept and socialized with each other. Adam had come to John only a short while ago, telling him that he wanted self-defense training and was willing to hunt if that would help him. Knowing he was friends with Spencer's demonic girlfriend, John made sure Adam's hunting didn't consist of demons. He knew the boy was secretly grateful.

Although, he was quiet. Adam didn't talk much, not about anything personal, not about why he needed self-defense. John knew the kid needed to talk, but he'd always wake up and insist they fight or have some fun. He never allowed time for talking, but this time John had been ready. He knew Adam had a nightmare almost every night, exactly 30 minutes after he fell asleep, and then he'd get himself a drink. So, this time, John was awake.

"Another nightmare, huh?" John said as he entered the kitchen, pulling out a beer for himself. He gave Adam a look but didn't comment on the fact that he was drinking. After all, John was only 13 when he had his first beer. "Talk to me, kid."

[allisonashworth]

Okay, she's breaking stuff.

[allisonashworth]

No lake should be tainted by her. Burning sounds better.

So did I. Little did I know exactly what she did to my children and life in general. I don’t even know how to calm Piper down, her life got fucked up by a psychopathic blonde with jealousy issues. How does one recover from that?

[yourboyjohnmcdonald]

Smart. You're smart.

So I've heard. I'm assuming you're Allison, right? I dunno, but I'm sure if we get the blonde she'll be able to recover without worry. You know the kid's training in preparation for a fight? Was bleeding out of his head yesterday, insisted we keep going. This chick's driving everyone crazy. 

[allisonashworth]

Okay, she's breaking stuff.

And screaming about a satanic blonde whore. From what I’m getting in between mutters, satanic blonde whore needs to be punched in the face or worse. Nobody fucks with my kid.

[yourboyjohnmcdonald]

We're planning on throwing her body into the lake.

Apparently I accidentally talked to her yesterday or something. I'm pretty sure she's a sociopath.

[yourboyjohnmcdonald]

"Let's go back to New York," he says.

"I bet there's no monsters in New York," he says. "I just need to check on people," he says.

[thekingofhell-deactivated201309]

As long as I’m around, nothing bad is gonna happen to you.

[adam-j-fuller]

Ouch.

[adam-j-fuller]

I admire you, man. I dunno how you do it. Good. 

Ah, you’re like the big brother I never had.

[yourboyjohnmcdonald]

Like I said, since I was a kid.

Don't admire me too much, my stupid ass tends to get in trouble sometimes. 

You're the little brother I almost had. Mine wasn't too keen on hunting.