Okay so I haven't written for in a long while but this story just came to me so I had to post it. This takes place in the time after "99 Problems" (5-17) before "Point of No Return" (5-18). So for this story completely disregard anything that happens past "99 Problems." If you haven't seen up to "99 Problems" you shouldn't have much of a problem, events from future (5-18 to 5-22 once it comes out) episodes may come to play with my own twist you will just have to wait and see.
Obviously I do not own Dean or Sam, Castiel or Bobby or any of the other members of the Supernatural cast. This portion of the story-line is mine and the new extra characters that come with it are all figments of my interesting reality.
Anyways this is merely Chapter 1 so named "The Vision"
"Hey look there is a hitch hiker up ahead." Dean pointed to the person walking along the road about three hundred feet in front of them. "Wana splash 'em?" A childish smile played across his face.
Sam rolled his eyes. "First off you are driving, so if you want to do something there isn't much I can do to stop you." He rolled his stiff neck. "And secondly if you were a hitch hiker would you appreciate someone intentionally spraying you with dirty water?"
Dean shrugged. "I have a car." He patted the steering wheel affectionately. "I don't need to hitch hike." He grinned, decreasing his speed ever so slightly. They were only about a hundred feet off now.
Sam couldn't help rolling his eyes again. Suddenly white hot pain shot into his brain. "Ahh." His head dropped into waiting hands.
"Sammy?" Dean glanced over at his little brother. "Are you O.K. Sam?"
Sam doubled over in the passenger seat clutching his head. A hiss of pain was the only answer he could muster.
Dean pulled off to the side of the road about fifty feet from where the hitch hiker was. He put the Impala into park and turned to his brother.
Sam squeezed his eyes shut tightly trying to control the pain. Slowly the lights he was seeing behind his eyelids began to solidify and take shape.
A girl stood in the middle of a medium sized hotel room with two beds and a small dinette off to the side. The girl held her head high looking around with wide eyes surveying the room.
The door of the hotel room creaked open letting four guys into the room. The final guy closed the door behind him flicking the lock into place. He blinked once turning his eyes deep and endlessly black. With another blink his eyes returned to the mud brown pupils that they were before.
The girl in the middle of the room seemed to know the first two boys. Relief rushed over her face as she rushed to them only to stop in her tracks when the male on the left flicked out a knife. She backed up trying to keep the fear from covering her face.
While the girl rushed to hug the boys she knew, the remaining two panned out and rounded to where they were at the girl's back surrounding her, giving her nowhere to run, not that there was much room to run to inside of the hotel room
Unheard words passed between the girl and the two boys she faced. The boys' responses just made her more scared and frustrated than before. She moved to push through. But the boy without the knife caught hold of her as the two at her back closed in.
The boy with the knife twirled it between his fingers. He held his head confidently as he bragged without sound. He moved around giving some speech, grinning wickedly at each boy with him. When the boys smirked back at him their eyes flashed back an empty, dead black. After giving each of his accomplices a sneer he returned to the front to face their captive.
"I wish I could say I was sorry. It may make you feel better if you thought I was. But I'm not." The boy's eyes shifted black as he buried the knife hilt deep into the girl's chest.
Pain and hurt splashed across the girl's face before it cleared going slack. Bright eyes slowly darkened as the life faded from them. Her body fell limp only being held up by the boys on either side of her.
"Good-bye little sister." The boy pat her dead cheek softly before pulling the knife from her corpse. He wiped the blade on the bottom of her white shirt before replacing it in the sheath hanging off his belt. Without saying a word he turned on his heel and began walking out the door.
The two back-ups started after him without a second glance at the dead girl's body, still being held up by their comrade.
"Just leave her here." The guy with the knife came back to the door and ordered the final guy. "The maid will find her eventually." There was no regret in his eyes as he turned away.
The final guy let go of the girl's arm. As the body hit the ground a white light spread through Sam's vision.
"Sammy? Sam are you O.K.?" Dean's voice swam its way into Sam's ear. "Did you just have a vision?"
"Yes," Sam hissed. The pain in his head slowly began to fade. With a thumb on either side of his temple he massaged away the remainder of the ache.
"What was it about?" Dean glanced at the hitch hiker to see if they were coming closer. The person had stopped and seemed to be looking in their direction as if deciding whether it would be a good idea to continue on or walk back and beg for a ride.
"A girl and four guys." Sam sighed, relaxing back in his seat now that the pain was gone.
"Oh?" Dean raised an eyebrow. "I didn't think you had that kind of visions." He grinned as it to show exactly what he meant. "One girl and four guys, that is a bit much isn't it. Poor guys probably get no time at all."
Sam rolled his neck to look at Dean and sighed. "Dean gutter. Use the upstairs mind." He pointed toward his forehead. "No the four guys were possessed. They surrounded the girl and then one she seemed to know, or at least recognize the meat suit, stabbed her in the heart."
Dean nodded looking slightly surprised. "Ah well that sounds more like the visions you have... you had." He shrugged. "Anyways do you have any idea when this is going to take place? Or if it is going to happen too soon to prevent?"
"It was in a hotel room." Sam closed his eyes trying to recall the memory. "Navy green walls and blown carpet. The room is a lot like what we normally stay in, but at least on the second story of the building."'
"O.K. so do you know where it is or when it is going down?" Dan glanced over at Sam. "Or are we going blind on this one like normal?"
"Well there was light coming in through the windows." Sam took in a deep breath. "Other than that I can't really say anything else."
"So there really wasn't anything special about the room? Maybe even a clock with the date and time on it? Ooo or Maybe a newspaper with the city and state on it... or just the state would be fine. Those would be very helpful." Dean nodded agreeing with himself.
"Nope sorry next time I'll make sure to get those." Sam just rolled his eyes and sighed. "All I've got is in the day time. I really don't think that it is tomorrow though."
"Oh? Why would you say that?" Dean turned in his seat to take in Sam's demeanor.
"I don't know." He slumped in his seat. "There isn't much about this on that I do know." He sighed heavily. "I mean for all I know this poor girl could be on the other side of the country."
"If you don't know anything then maybe we should just head on hu? Maybe we will find the girl on our way." Dean put his seat belt back on and started up the car. "How far away from the town are we anyways?"
Sam picked up the map from off the dash. "Well if we are where I think we are... I'm thinking we should be there no later than mid morning tomorrow."
Dean glanced at the clock on the dash. It was half past one in the morning. "Do you mean like twelve hours?"
Sam turned his head giving off a small smile. "Nah more like eight."
"Oh thank god, not too far." Dean pulled out into the middle of the two lane highway from the shoulder and slowly started accelerating.
As they passed the hitch hiker Sam looked out the window strait into the face of the girl he had just seen murdered by the demons. "Dean!" Sam's eyes widened with surprise.
Dean's head went on a swivel, his body tensing for a fight. "What?"
"That was her." Sam gestured to the girl on the side of the road. "That is the girl from my vision."
Ah I hate cliffhangers... But I had to break it here you will understand if you keep reading once I post more.
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Otherwise thank you for reading! Here's a clip of what's coming up next "The Hitch Hiker"
The brothers exchanged questioning glances. "I'm pretty sure the drinking age is the same in all states." Sam looked at her confused.
"Well in Texas if you have a guardian with you buying and giving you the drinks it is legal to consume said drink." She stopped to think. "And if you are on your own property for that matter."
Dean sighed. "But here, in Montana, you can't legally drink right?" He glanced into the rear view mirror.
"No one knows that." She grinned catching his eye in the mirror. "According to my license I am legal, over legal age in fact."
