"Dean, come on man, we have no reason to stay!"
"Look Sammy, just a couple more days, just in case, you know. Anyway, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
"I dunno, just feel like there is someone watching us.. "
Sam ducked onto the Impala and sighed, why did Dean never listen. All he knew was that there was something wrong with this place and that they needed to get out of there! Someone was watching them for sure, it made him feel uneasy!
"Cheer up man" Dean jeered as he drove away from the cemetery, blasting out Metallica as he went.
Shutting the door behind him, Sam sighed, it was all to suspicious, a hunt was never this easy, it was almost too good to be true, the spirit of Mandy Carr didn't cause them any trouble as they salted and burned the body, they were both in fine, only in the need of a hot shower. Dean quickly slammed the bathroom door behind him knowing that Sam would be deeply annoyed when he didn't get the hot water.
5 hours later
The room was silent , the gentle snore coming from Dean told Sam that he was finally fast asleep, but he was restless! He couldn't shake the feeling someone was watching him but he lay still, half under the covers, not knowing what to do about it, he closed his eyes for what seemed like 10 minutes before his eyes flew open as he was suddenly aware of the cold metal of a gun resting on his back,
"Don't move or you'll die, and don't try to escape either!" A hoarse whisper came from the voice behind him, it was vaguely familiar but he couldn't remember where it came from! He heard another, different hushed voice talking to Dean..
"The hell is this, Sam? Sammy? Don't you even think about.."
"Think about what, what are you gonna do about it, don't worry its not you we want, its this freak brother of yours we need." Implied the stranger, Sam managed to shift his head just enough to see Dean struggling against the other man, a fowl smell faintly drifted across the room, it's source was a cloth, soaked with some sort of chemical Sam thought. The stranger gathered the cloth and put it over Dean's airway. Sam could hear his muffled cries as he slowly went unconscious. Sam called out for Dean but he just lay there, limp on the bed!
"Dean.." Sam was instantly outraged and filled with dread, but as he watched the slow rise and fall of Dean's body he relaxed a little, they hadn't killed him, he was just unconscious!
"Shut up freak!" The man behind him yelled as Sam's head can into contact with the hilt of the gun, he gasped as he felt a sharp pain before falling into the black pit of unconsciousness...
To be continued...