"Dean!" Sam's terrified voice says -clutching onto me- as the darkness engulfs the both of us into the pits it has escaped from. Literally.
The Impala slides down as we fall or drop- the revved tyre causing no problem whatsoever now. A series of blasts before and after us causing more pits in the earth, throw back rocks and mud into the hole, and in our direction. Having been hit ourselves, and still trapped in the car, panic overtakes us. We struggle to get out of the car, with no luck. The damned hole had been big enough for Baby, sure. If only it were bigger to allow her to spread her wings. The doors on the either sides were not only jammed packed, they weren't going to help with the whole lack of oxygen situation. A monster of a boulder falls on the hood of the Impala, as Sam and I try to break the windows of the car. The boulder presses at the hood of the car, denting it as far as the seat. The engine crushes and blasts forward. Shattered pieces wedge at the both of us, and Sam writhes in pain. The exposed side of his body is trapped. I scream his name, as he whispers mine back. More blasts bombard us and the ground beneath us starts shaking. I panic as I scream for Sam some more, as I see blood all around his neck, face and shoulders.
Desperately and with all my might, I push at Baby's jammed doors, C'mon, c'mon!" I grunt and kick at the window. Sam is on the verge of unconsciousness, now. I manage to take a look at him through the wreckage in the car and gulp hard, looking around for any means of getting out. And as I do, another bombardment shatters the windshield of the Impala with tremendous force.
Everything is in slow motion now, as I glance at Sam one more time- who looks almost completely dead, blood soaking up his chest. The shards of the glass fly straight into the car, and in all directions, as my world stops in all of the next second. I yelp, as I locate the shards of glass that have flown straight in my upper chest, leg and stomach. Second by second, I lose all sense of reality, as something addictive pulls me in deeper and deeper, as blood flows vigorously. I look at Sam- whose face has lost all colour now. I reach out to him, and tug at his hair- that's as I far as I can reach- and say, " It's okay, Sammy. It's okay..."
I lose all control, and give way to eternal sleep. I go peacefully, as I know Sam's already there.
I wake up to the sound of a huge gong. I open my eyes and my vision is unbelievably blurry. The first movement I make to get up, sends me right back to the ground. As the vision clears, the pain becomes more and more prominent. It feels as if every muscle in my body has been stabbed by needles, at least one hundred times. I realise I'm lying on granite, and above me is an open clear sky. It's dusk and one tiny, yellow street light is flickering at a distance. I look away, as my eyes burn. I turn to one side and see Sam, still asleep. I force myself up and check up on his wounds, and mine. There's no sign of any kind of injury.
This is Heaven, I assure myself as I move towards Sam and shake him in attempt to awaken him. No amount of force seems to be working as I slap him, " Sammy!.Sammy!"
He just lies there, completely still. This seems to bother me. If this is, indeed Heaven, shouldn't Sam be...alive here, considering we're dead down there? I wonder some more as the gong goes again. I realise where we are, as I turn around. The Bunker's porch light shines from a distance, and gong of the Mary's Church goes off again.
Realisation hits me a little too late, as thick footsteps move towards me.
"Well, well, well. The Winchesters- all alone, and vulnerable at last!" Rowena smirked.
this is my version of 11x01. At lea st the very first scene.
next chapter- what becomes of Crowley and Cas!