AN - Hi guys heres a new one for you. I wrote this on the spur of a moment after something my Mum said (She also watches Supernatural as well) and here we have it. I am not sure where it's is going in the middle but i do have an end. I will get there. Hope you all have a nice day and enjoy reading this. This can fit in anytime after S3 E11 "Mystery spot".
Oh and thank you to my Beta reader Essyu/Norio for making my scrambled mess, make some form of sense.
Also I don't own these characters, I really wish I did though, some dreams are never to be.
The wheels screamed as the black Impala made it's way round the corner. Dean checked his little brother for movement, there was none. He sighed a breath of relief, as thankfully nothing seemed to wake Sam up when he really needed his sleep. The roads were quite dark, lonely.
"Well Sammy, I'm bored and you're not much fun... lets see whats in the player." He got no response, just a slight stir. Dean had to smile Sam looked so innocent when he slept, like nothing would ever go wrong while he was around. Dean knew better. He reached for the radio and turned it on. One of his favourites began to play; Asia. He started banging on the steering wheel, but then the chorus came round and he couldn't help himself.
" 'CAUSE IT WAS THE HEAT OF THE MOMENT, TELLING ME WHAT YOUR HEART MEANT…"
Sam bolted upright and stared at the radio accusingly. Dean turned the music off, smiling.
"Hey sleepy head, dream about me?" Sam's eyes snapped to Dean's, fear wash over his face.
"What day is it?" Sam spat out, eyes still locked on to Dean's. Dean avoided the stare by looking back at the road but could almost fell Sam's eyes burning a hole in his head.
"The day after you went to sleep." Dean joked, becoming concerned about Sam's strange behaviour.
"And what day was yesterday?" Sam gulped, hearing his voice break.
"Yesterday was Monday, so today is?" Said in his most patronising voice. Sam looked away, worry filling his eyes.
"So today is Tuesday?"
"Well done… have yourself a gold sticker!" Sam tried to give a disapproving look but his face was stuck on worried.
Sam turned away from Dean and stared out the window. It can't be the same as last time, this is just a coincidence. It had to be. He continued to stare, not at anything in particular just staring out, watching the world go by.
This went on for quite some time, and Dean decided for Sammy's sake that he wouldn't play anymore music... although it was boring just sitting in the silence wondering about what Sam was thinking about.
They came up to a cross roads, Sam absent-mindedly looking both ways, not to see if anything was coming, but just for something to do. Out of nowhere a large, white juggernaut came speeding down the perpendicular road just as the chevy glided across the junction.
"DEAN!"
Black
Sam blinked the fuzziness out his eyes, it didn't work. Ringing, so much ringing. He just felt so tired, Dean wouldn't mind if he went to sleep, just closed his eyes for a moment, just until the ground stopped spinning and he could see clearly.
"I…I'm… I'm just going to sleep, Dean, you… you just keep driving." No response.
AN - Thank you for reading, ask questions if you would like to, I don't have much excitement in my life so I will always respond. Have a nice day and have yourself a cup of tea