-1'Dean?'
Hands grasped firmly the sleek steering wheel, he smile inside, the feeling of the wheel in his hands was so familiar and comforting.
'Dean?'
The purr of the engine set his mind at ease, but he knew that could be deceiving because when he really put his foot down, the car boomed, roared. It was a powerful contraption. Dean revelled in it. The thrill of the acceleration pedal being pushed to the floor and the growl of the engine was better than any drug for Dean.
Sam sighed, kicking himself for even trying to get through to Mr. Mystery over there in the driver's seat. His new attitude scared the crap out of him, Sam had lost everything apart from Dean. Now he felt like he was losing him to something he couldn't fight, that maybe Dean couldn't fight either. That horrible feeling of apathy and self-loathing. But the worst thing? Dean wasn't even trying.
'Dean!'
'What, Sammy, what?!' Snapping, Dean turned his head and glared at his younger brother, eyes torn away from the road, just as Sam's expression of mild-annoyance turned into flat out panic and horror.
'Dean! Watch out!'
Facing forward, Dean whirled his head back and let out a gasp as his beauty of a car hurtled towards the teenager standing in the middle of the road. Head facing down, stock-still, arms by his sides. He showed no signs of moving, or even being alive for that matter.
'HOLY SHI-' Dean slammed on the brakes, spinning the wheel in his now damp hands. The car screamed in protest, oh, it was powerful alright, but asking it to stop midway through tearing down the road was too much to ask, even for the beast that Dean was controlling.
'DEAN!' Sam shouted above the shriek of metal and rubber on gravel road.
There was one last screech of metal and the roaring of the engine and the boy in the road just stood there watching the car race towards him and the two brothers closed their eyes for a moment as the car span out of control.
Then came darkness.
The bruised and swollen sky pulsed almost, before it began to rain.
Darkness.