What if Sam made a wish?

"Come on what would Sammy wish for?" Dean insisted, shoving the coin in his brother's hand.

Sam closed his eyes and silently made his wish, "I wish I could go back to the beginning to fix everything." As he dropped the coin, he had a sudden fear that he was about to become a baby. That would be the beginning.

He noticed a change in atmosphere and opened his eyes. He looked around and immediately recognized his surroundings.

"Sam. Sam, are you coming?"

Sam rushed to the other room. "Jessica?" he asked, in disbelief. Was this where he could set everything right? He wished he had included knowledge of what to do in his wish.

"We're going to be late. And where's your costume?" Jessica asked. She had heard Sam's diatribe on Halloween countless times, but he never really explained why he hated it so much. And he needed to loosen up once in a while.

"Jessica, let's go away for the weekend," Sam said.

"Sam, we can't. You have that interview on Monday."

"Forget the interview."

"Look, I know you're nervous. A lot is riding on that interview, but that's why we should go out and have fun tonight," Jessica said.

"No, you don't understand. We should leave."

"Sam, no. You're going to be fine. And I'm not going to enable your panic, so if you leave for the weekend, I'm not going with you," Jessica said. She didn't know what was going on. This wasn't like Sam. But he was under a lot of pressure. He didn't have any money, so if he didn't get a serious scholarship, there was no way he was going to be able to go to law school.

"Fine, let's go out," Sam sighed. If Jessica refused to go with him, there wasn't much point in leaving town.

SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

"What's going on?" Sam asked.

"What do you mean?" Dean asked.

"How did I get here?" Sam asked. He was looking around. He didn't even know where he was. "I have to go back home." Whatever was going on, it probably had something to do with his father trying to pull him back to the family and hunting.

"Home? You mean the motel?"

"No, my apartment. Where are we? Jessica's going to be pissed." She would probably think he was just trying to get out of Halloween.

"Jessica?" Dean asked, wondering and worrying about Sam's wish.

"My girlfriend," Sam said and started heading out the door.

"Hold on two minutes, Sam. Please, just two minutes," Dean said as he noticed an odd coin at the bottom of the well.

"Fine," Sam said. It would help if Dean would tell him where he was. Help even more if he would give him a ride back home. In light of that, two minutes wasn't much to wait.

Dean bent down and tried to pick up the coin. It wouldn't budge. It felt like it was welded down. It had to be that coin that was making the wishing well work. He grabbed a piece of paper and made a rubbing of it.

"OK, let's go," Dean said and grabbed Sam's arm and pulled him outside. "What did you wish?"

"What are you talking about?" Sam asked. "I was standing in my apartment, dreading going out for Halloween, and then I'm standing next to you. What did you do to get me here?"

Dean sighed. "Do you think it's 2005?"

"Duh," Sam rolled his eyes.

"Sammy, it's 2008," Dean said.

"So, what? I time travelled here?" Sam asked.

"No, I think you just wished to forget the last 3 years," Dean said.

"Why would I do that? And just because I wished it, why would it happen?" Sam asked.

"Because the last 3 years sucked. And because that wishing well has been actually granting wishes because of this coin," he said holding up the paper. "But, we're going to figure it out and reverse the wishes and stop it." Dean almost didn't want to. This was like having his old brother back, and he didn't want to lose him.