A/N: So, before I write my next chapter, I wanted to do, er, some outtakes for ya'll. Okay, maybe just one for now. So, if you like, or love, Scream For Us and Bring Me A Tear, you should very much enjoy this little shindig on the Winchester Express. I will be answering all who have reviewed me WHEN I type the next chapter for the stories. ^.^ But first, I need to change the tv stations...I don't want to hear about a funny frog named Freddy! DX And I want to know why my favorite Halloween show's on...Halloweentown. XD

BPOV: (Drivin')

It was a late Saturday night, and I still happened to be up. Sleep just didn't come easy, especially since it was only a week since I had left the Cullens Baton Rouge house with Bobby and my brothers. We were currently staying at my aunt's house, and the boys were in lala land in our room.

Dean was driving through the country into the sunset, or so, he would have liked to think, because he was asleep, and dreaming about driving the Impala. My brother was such an odd man. Then again, so was my twin, he was asleep and dreaming of, get this, his laptop. They both happened to talk in their sleep, which was very funny, to me, anyways.

"No Bella, don't chew on the laptop." Sam mumbled as he grabbed the unused pillow and curled up next to it. I chuckled quietly as I listened from my bed in the room at aunt Reneés. Damn, he was funny when he was asleep. Why couldn't he be when he was awake!?

"No. No. No! Not my baby! Not my car!" Dean yelled as he twisted and turned in his bed, a mist of sweat coloring his face. I sighed lightly. Of course, opposites attract, one had a nightmare, the other a wonderful dream.

Wait. Why, in Sam's dream, was I chewing on his laptop? I wasn't a dog, nor any other animal, that much I knew for a fact. I also knew I didn't randomly go and randomly chew on objects that those two unsanitary brothers of mine had touched. That would be just disgusting.

"Bella, bad dog. Don't eat Dean." Sam mumble again. So, now I was going to eat Dean...Huh. "Bad kitty Dean! Don't hiss at me." Okay. Freaky. Dean the cat and Bella the dog. Had a slight ring to it, I guess, but why were we the animals?

Dean, on the other hand, was now back to normal, and no longer thrashing like an absolute maniac on his bed. His head, however, was now buried in his pillow as he released a screech. I cringed away and plugged my ears, my face crunching up in distress. Yet, Sam slept straight through it, and Dean mumbled again of how he lost his baby.

I rolled my eyes and leaned back again, yawning in defeat. Sleep had finally won me over now.

A/N: I'm done now. Remember, these will be short, they are outtakes. -Heather