I started this one before the second season started but then put it aside for awhile before finishing it. Hope you like it.

Visions from Hell

Sam moaned and thrashed around on the motel room's bed.

"No!...Jess!...No!…." He cried out as his head rolled back and forth on the pillow.

Dean, who was sitting on a chair with his computer opened up in front of him, looked over at his brother and shook his head sadly. He had hoped Sam's nightmares about his dead girlfriend had finally stopped, but obviously they hadn't.

"No…please…no…."

Dean picked up a pillow that was lying on a nearby chair and threw it at his brother.

Sam sprung up in the bed ready to take on whatever it was that had woken him up, then realizing nothing was attacking him, he looked over at Dean.

"What….what's going on?" He asked.

"You were having another nightmare." Dean said as he continued typing on the computer.

"Oh…." Sam ran his hand through his sweat soaked hair.

"By the way, you look like hell…." Dean said glancing over at Sam and noticing the dark rings under his eyes.

"Thanks…." Sam said as he got out of bed.

"Sam….it's been over a year now. You got to stop having these nightmares about Jess. She's gone and you can't bring her back."

"I know…" Sam looked over at Dean. "I don't know why these nightmares started up again. I hadn't dreamt about Jess for the last few months."

"Well something must have triggered them again."

"Yeah, I guess so…. Well I'm going to take a shower." Sam started walking toward the bathroom but then got dizzy and fell against the doorway.

"You okay?" Dean quickly stood up and hurried to his brother's side.

"Yeah." Sam gave a nervous little laugh. "Just tripped over my own feet."

Dean watched as Sam continued into the bathroom and shut the door. He hoped Sam was telling him the truth. His brother hadn't looked well for the last few weeks and was having trouble sleeping, and when he did finally fall sleep he'd toss and turn from nightmares. Sam looked exhausted and Dean hoped he wasn't coming down with something.

Half an hour later

Dean looked up from the computer as Sam came out of the bathroom; he looked tired but otherwise seemed okay. Sam walked over and stood behind him looking at the computer screen.

"Find anything?"

"Well there's an article about some people claiming their farm is haunted, then we got a man who claims to be a vampire. We also got a bunch of suicides and a woman who claims she's possessed." Dean smiled up at Sam.

"Anything close by."

"Well the closest to us is the suicides."

"What do you got on that?"

Dean typed on his computer for a few seconds then pushed his chair back slightly from the screen.

"Okay…" He put his hands behind his head as he leaned back in the chair and studied the screen. "Looks like there's a canyon about forty miles from here which has had eight suicides in the last two weeks. Friends of the suicides say they suddenly claimed to have seen something that caused them to walk off cliffs in the area or throw themselves into the river. The bodies apparently disappeared but turned up a few days to a week later stripped of its flesh. The authorities are saying the bodies were apparently eaten by mountain lions in the area."

"Eight suicides? In the same area?"

"Within a mile or so of each other."

"And they didn't close the park?"

"They said there was no reason to close the park. Witnesses say there was no one around the victims when they killed themselves. There was no reason to expect anyone of foul play."

"Are there any legends connected with the area?"

Dean typed into the search bar then clicked on the results.

"The only thing I can find is an old Indian legend about a miner who was trapped by a cave in and apparently ended up killing and eating his co workers to survive. Apparently when the man was found he was totally insane. It goes on to say that he was put into an institution for awhile but escaped and was never found. The legend says that the miner, or his spirit, still walks the area looking for victims." Dean looked up at Sam. "They say the legend was apparently started to scare children into not wandering off by themselves."

"Well what do you think; do you want to check it out?"

"Might as well, we're not doing any good hanging around here."

TBC