Tittle: Another night another dream

Summary: Sam gets hurts and blacks out. He has dream, but this time he

doesn't wake up. He meets a mysterious woman and they

do some damage together.


"Sam!" Yelled his brother Dean in the cold woods. Dean heard a cough

from nearby. "Sammy, if that's you keep coughing." More coughing

came from the woods. Dean reached the spot where his younger

brother laid. "Sammy, talk to me."

"Hey." gasped Sam. Sam's neck had deep scratches, he had a bloody nose,

and his right eye was swollen shut.

"We gotta get you to a hospital." Dean picked up Sam and carried him towards

the impala parked by the side of a highway. Sam's head was on Dean's

shoulder. His breathing was shallow. Dean placed Sam into the passenger

seat of the car and buckled him up. Dean kneeled down besides his brother.

"You still with me?" asked Dean.

"Yeah." replied Sam. He gave Dean a lopsided smile. Dean got up and

walked to the driver's side and started up the engine. He pulled onto

the highway and speeded down the road.

"So, what kind of music do you want to listen to?" Dean was trying to

keep Sam awake. Even though Sam was in a lot of pain, he had to turn

and face Dean to make sure he had heard right.

"What kind of music do I want to listen to?"

"Yeah, this is the only time I'll let you listen to what you want." Sam

knew that Dean was not joking.

"Ok, play some of my All American Rejects." Sam reached inside his

coat pocket for his mp4 player. He put on "It ends tonight." The music

coming from the speakers was so relaxing to Sam.

"Sam, what the crap is this?" Dean asked.

"It's music." Sam said as he blacked out.

Dean didn't know that Sam had blacked out and he continued

talking to him while the music played. "You know what I want

to eat? I want some nachos. That would make me happy. What

about you?" Dean looked over at Sam. "Damnit Sam!" Dean

pulled over to the side of the road and tried to wake up Sam.

"Sam!" Dean lightly shook Sam and more blood poured from

the scratches on his neck. "Holy Shit!"

"Hey there stranger." said the voice of a woman. Sam opend up

his eyes and looked up at a woman straddled over him drinking

a beer.

"Who are you? Where am I?"

"That's for me to know and you to find out. Get up and lets go. We're

gonna have a lot of fun together. C'mon." The woman lifted Sam up

and gave him a kiss on the lips. "Umm, sweet."

"Where's Dean?" asked Sam as the mysterious woman led him

down a dark hallway.

"Oh, he's right here." Dean said as he appeared from the darkness with the colt

pointed right at his head.