I don't own Supernatural, Sam, or Dean. They are the creation of Eric Kripke and I am but a not so humble admirer.
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Bayport, Minnesota
Two girls and two guys, one of them Becca's guy, were sitting in an impala.
"I plan on heading to Wyoming - Cowley, to be exact. Been on the trail of something. Ever hunted werewolves?" The dark haired girl driving told the others and Becca's guy gave the girl and the other guy a look.
"Werewolves. I didn't think such a thing existed. Dad never made any mention of them" The guy said and paused before continuing. "You know, Dean. Maybe we should check it out. You might send us after Teenage Tricks" He said laughing and jumping out of the car once they stopped. "I guess I am just the better Brother... Even if I didn't get the girl" He said smiling over at the last girl and then Jumping over to the Impala waiting for Dean to open it. Dean quickly opened the door and walked over to the guy and punched him really hard on the arm.
"Better brother my ass, Sammy, I swear one day I'm gonna kill you!" he looked over at the girls. "Chase, where did you say that werewolf was? Cowley, Wyoming?" Dean asked once they were back in the car looking at Sammy and the other chick.
"Mind if we check it out?" he looked at her smiling.
Becca Williams blinked and rubbed her forehead as she came out of her vision and looked around the sidewalk. People nearby were giving her looks, but she was used to it. She thought over everything that had happened in her vision and decided to head to the library to see what she could find out about Sammy, Dean, and Chase. She needed to find out all she could about them if she was going to find them in Cowley, which is what she was planning on doing, and fit into their little group. She needed to know why she was having dreams about Sam and she needed to know now.
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Somewhere in Wyoming
Sam Winchester leaned back in his seat, his eyes closed, hoping to get some sleep. He, Dean, and Chase, had all been on the road for hours, driving to Cowley. The original plan was to have Anna come with them, but as they got back to the motel to collect all their items, she'd started to cry. She wasn't ready for this, she'd told them, and needed to collect herself. So, they'd left her in Kansas, and it was him, Chase, and Dean on the way to Cowley now.
"Dude, are you sure you know the way?" Sam opened one eye, looking at Dean. "We've been driving for hours."
He sat up straight, looking at his brother. But Dean didn't respond, his focus solely on the road. So Sam looked back at Chase, who sat in the backseat, staring out the window. "So, how long have you been on the tail of these werewolves?" He pulled out their father's journal and started to slide in some information he had copied out of Chase's journal.
"A little while now. I missed 'em twice in two other towns." Chase replied, tearing her gaze away from the window to look at him. Her attention then went to Dean. "Are we almost there, Dean? I swear we passed the Wyoming state line three hours ago."
But Dean didn't respond to Chase either, his eyes still on the road. Sam looked at his brother, concerned.
"Dean, dude…." Sam watched Dean; he had been oddly silent through the whole ride. "Dean, do you want a break? I can drive if you do." He said, and then at that moment had a brief shock.
"Nothings wrong," He heard Dean say as he fell against the passenger's side door, his head back, and he felt as if he wasn't in the impala but some other car. Somehow he could feel Anna, but it felt strange. Then he lurched forward and he looked at Dean and Chase, worried. What was happening to him? Everything was getting worse and worse and he hated it. How could he live a normal life if without notice he could be thrown into an out of body experience?