Disclaimer: -sigh-.. no.. I do NOT own Sam.. or Dean.. or Peanut M&M's.. all three are yummy though!!

Author: lookaftersammy

Title: Beneath Calm Waters

Rating: T - for minor (in my opinion) suggestive adult themes and some violence ((PLEASE HELP ME WITH THIS I'M NEW AND I SUCK AT RATING MY STORIES!!))

Genre: Supernatural/Angst

Characters: Limp!Sam and Protective!Dean

Summary: Why do men keep disappearing from idyllic Higgins Lake? What's doing it? Will Dean and Sam figure it out before the threat turns on one of the dynamic duo? Featuring Limp!Sam and Protective!Angsty!Dean. Please R&R.

Authors Note: Hey guys! This is my second ever Supernatural fan fiction and my first multi-chapter fan fiction! I'm not entirely sure how long it will go for, sorry! Any constructive criticism is welcome. And please I need help with the whole rating thing... I just don't know what is defined as 'minor suggestive adult themes' and 'some violence'. Also, I'm an Aussie and I've never been to America. Higgins Lake is a real place in Michigan but Cool-tree Clearing is just a place I made up, sorry. Anyway, enjoy!!

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Beneath Calm Waters

Chapter 1 - Cool-Tree Clearing

Bars... why was it always bars? Sam sighed and scrubbed his hand down his face to ward off the sleep demons that flirted behind his eyes. What was it? Two in the morning? Sam's eyes perused down the laptop computer screen, scanning over newspaper article after newspaper article searching for a job. The raucous banter of the bar crowd played in the background of his mind as his ears filtered heated alcohol induced arguments and the slow, soft drawl of the working-ladies flirting with their next client. Over all of that was the yatter of Dean's favourite music - classic mullet rock. Cigarettes, alcohol and sweat assaulted his nose and the rough corner bench he sat on was hard after hours of use, but strangely this all felt normal. And, as usual, there was Dean, at the bar flirting mercilessly with the busty, blonde barmaid. Sam grinned and shook his shaggy head looking back at the luminous screen.

Luckily the motel was a short walk from the debaucherous bar and when it became clear that Dean wasn't planning on coming home that night Sam took off, chuckling. Yep.. that was Dean.. all suggestive grins and mischievous eyes that just said 'I'll take you all the way to the moon and back if you let me.'

When Dean stumbled into the motel room and plonked himself down on the bed without so much as a 'hi' Sam sniggered. "Big night?"

"You could say that.." was the muffled reply from the single mattress.

"Well.. while you were off stealing away that girl's innocence I found us a gig."

Dean laughed. "Man, she was anything but innocent. Mmm that blonde hair and oh those - "

"Dude! I don't want to hear anymore!"

"Right. Well maybe Sammy you just need to loosen up a bit.. come on when's the last time you got some?"

"Dean."

"Right, right, all I'm saying is - "

"Dean."

"Right. So what's this gig anyway?"

"Higgins Lake, Michigan. There's been twenty disappearances in the lake area in the past year."

"Well yeah, Sam.. it's a lake. So they drowned, how's that our problem?"

Sam gritted his teeth. "Well, there have also been numerous spirit sightings in the area, genius."

Dean sat up on the bed. "Fine, Michigan it is. Pack your stuff, I'm having a shower."

Inevitably they had driven through plenty of breath-taking places over the past year - they had traversed pretty much every state and most numerous times after all.

"Shut your mouth, Sam," Dean said with a smirk as Sam stared out the window, not brooding, but marveling at the lush forest that surrounded them as they drew near to Higgins Lake.

"Oh come on Dean, not pull that macho crap on me, you've got to admit that this place is awesome."

Dean cricked his neck and re-adjusted his grip on the steering wheel. "Yeah, it's not going to be so awesome when we find out that we've driven 500 miles for a ghost spirit sighting.. you see.. that was a pun 'cos ghost.. meaning fake.. get it? Ha.. urgh.."

"Dude..." Sam uttered shaking his head in dismay, "shut up."

"Yeah... you're right."

Sam watched as the foliage gradually thinned into a grassed gully and modest houses started to spring from the ground, first in ones or twos and then in small clusters. They pulled into their standard dingy motel and unpacked into their standard dingy room, plonking their stuff wearily on the two single beds.

"So... what first, Francis?" Dean asked, sighting down the barrel of a sawn-off to check for grit.

"Well... I checked for the journey itineraries of the people who went missing and eighteen of the twenty went through the same area of tracks, here near Cool-tree Clearing," he replied, showing Dean the place on the map. "So, I suppose that's our first stop."

"Yeah, well if it's a spirit or a ghost or something like that it'll probably come out at night... we could camp out... but I fear that I'd just be exacerbating your boy-scout aspirations."

Sam scoffed. "Whatever. It could be fun."

"Yeah, so could sleeping in a bed."

"Dean..." and that's when Sammy turned on the little-brother charm; dimples, puppy-dog eyes, pleading voice, the whole nine yards.

"Fine! We'll camp out!" Dean exclaimed, throwing a pillow at the back of his little brother's head.

Sam yelped and sent it flying back, hitting Dean square in the face.

"Bitch!"

"Jerk."

Lugging a small arsenal of weapons and some dusty camping-gear in their trusty army-green duffel, Sam and Dean trecked out to Cool-tree Clearing. The evening was bright yet crisp - really quite idyllic. The birds called to each other, and the air had that fresh smell that came only from little trecked bushland. It was unusual in that for once the brothers weren't constantly snarking at each other. The only sound other than the cries of newly hatched chicks was Sam's soft humming and the sound of Dean crunching away at a bag of peanut m&ms.

The Clearing sprang for nowhere. First they were trecking quietly (through habit as much as training) through the scrub and then, all of a sudden, they found themselves blinded by the sun as the trees vanished as if a giant had trodden through the forest and left only a clearing in its tracks. Sam glanced at Dean and grinned when he saw that even the hardened macho-man's eyes were wide at the beauty of the scene. The soft grass rolled over a series of small knolls, making its way west to where the clear waters of the lake lapped gently away at a slim, sandy shore.

"Wow..." Sam breathed.

Whisking away the look of awe on his face Dean merely grunted. Sam shook his head wondering for the thousandth time why Dean felt it necessary to were a mask every waking second (and even most of the sleeping ones).

"So what exactly are we looking for?" Dean asked.

"I dunno... we'll wait for dark I suppose. We should set up camp," Sam murmured, moving into the clearing and down to the lake adjusting the duffel on his shoulder.

Dean followed. Sam dumped the duffel close to the shore's edge and started unloading the incredibly old tent that they had managed somehow to find in the pile of rubble that was the Impala's back seat. Dean looked disdainfully at the tent. "Uh.. Sammy? I'm gonna have a look around a bit before it gets dark. You'll be right with the tent?"

"Sure."

Dean trudged along the small beach. For a split second, out of the corner of his eye, he thought he saw the glimmer of something moving in the water. A second glance proved uneventful and he dismissed it as a fish and yet as he was inspecting a gnarled old tree that stood by the waters edge he saw the flicker again. This time he kept his eyes on the tree and tried to articulate the source of the glimmer in his peripherals. For a split second he thought he saw the wisp of long, flowing hair and... what on earth?... two piercing green eyes. Startled he looked at the water and the image vanished.

"What the f...?"

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