Just want to say a big thankyou to everyone whose reviewed, favourited or alerted my story I'm really rusty at writting fiction thats what happens when you nothing but write reports and essays for a year, but I'm glad people enjoyed it and took the time to offer there opinions this chapter has a lot more Sam in it because he didn't really have mutch time in the last one. This chapter might not make mutch sense now but trust me it will later on and I'll try and update every three or four days although the next chapter might be a little late because I'm gonna try and find a Beta Reader first, thankyou for such a nice welcome to this Fanfiction community.
The motel wasn't that bad considering the price they paid. The downside only two beds and Sam had practically collapsed onto one straightaway.
"Just great" Dean mutter to himself as he sat down on the edge of the other single bed. Adam was stood by the doorway making it looking like he'd need some sort of permission to come into the rest of the room.
Dean had hoped his youngest sibling would be a little more talkative on the ride to motel but it looked like Adam just wasn't the talkative type.
Not yet anyway.
"So kid you ok sleeping on the couch?" Dean asked doing his best to sound serious.
Adam just mumbled a yes in response, but it was clear he was surprised, although he hid it well.
Dean had planned on keeping up this charade a little longer to amuse himself, but eventually decided it was best to give in.
"Kid I'm joking. Do you really think I'm goanna let my baby brother sleep on the couch?"
"Sorry but it's hard to tell not really used to this brotherhood thing" Adam smiled but it was shaky. He was trying way too hard.
"It's ok you'll get used to it eventually," Dean smiled patting his younger brother on the shoulder.
Sam woke up first; pushing his hair out his eyes, the alarm on the side table said 6:00 AM.
"Guess Dean actually took my advice" Sam mused to himself. He remembered parts of the conversation with Dean but didn't actually remember making it to the motel.
Guess I really was out of it.
Adam was a sleep in the other bed with his back to him and he could just make out Dean's legs sticking out of the end of a small couch in the center of the room.
Sam moved out of bed slowly, doing his best to be quite. Waking Dean this early was not a great idea, so taking a shower was out of the question.
Sam rubbed his neck trying to get his stiff muscles working before deciding that talking an early stroll was the best thing to do.
Closing the door gently behind him Sam stepped out into the early morning sunrise.
Sam had been walking for about twenty minutes before he started to feel out breath.
"Guess I'm getting out of shape" he said quietly to himself before turning around and heading back towards the motel.
The streets were pretty empty, the odd jogger would go past sometimes and even though it was early Sam couldn't help but find it a little eerie.
Maybe I should have stayed in bed.
The motel was only couple of blocks ahead now and the stores and diners he'd past on his way out had started to open up.
"Arrhh" Sam yelled holding his head. His vision blurred for a second looking down at the pavement it began to seem like it was shaking.
His head began to ache and burn. It was just a bad headache, but it came on in an instant, that's what had surprised him. He tried his best to shake it off and keep on moving towards the motel.
By the time, Sam made it to the motel room his headache had cleared up. He still felt dizzy but at least his head had stopped pounding.
Sam stepped over to the bathroom doing his best to avoid Dean's sleeping form. Hoping that some painkillers or something would be in the bathroom.
After taking some pills, he reckoned he'd take a shower, though Dean would almost certainly wake up and be pissed.
Oh well Sam smiled to himself sometimes you got to take one for the team.
"Got damn it Sam!" Dean called yawning.
He knows his showers always wake me up.
Dean sat up looking towards the two beds. Adam was still sleeping thankfully. The little flashing lights on the alarm clock also caught his attention.
"Six-thirty Sam! Couldn't you have waited a while?" Dean moaned.
"Sorry Dean wasn't feeling too great besides shouldn't we be getting to Bobby's?" Sam had to shout to be heard over the running water.
"You ok?" Dean asked ignoring the latter part of Sam's statement.
It's not like Sam to suddenly feel off maybe Michael did some damage after all.
Before Dean could carry on worrying about that Sam spoke up again.
"Yeah just a bad headache" Sam sounded like he was telling the truth and although Dean would have liked to believe him knew his brother well enough to know when he was lying.
Truth was he didn't tell the truth much. Sam looked like the picture of innocence but he could lie when he needed to, although being able to tell a convincing lie was part of the job.
"Ok if you say so Sammy I'll wake up sleeping beauty"
"Its Sam, Dean you should know that by now," Sam replied.
"Whatever, just get dried up quickly will you? You know how bad tempered teenagers can be when you wake them"
Adam had been awake for a couple of minutes but he kept his eyes closed. He couldn't really hear what his brothers where talking about his brain hadn't started its self up yet.
Wonder if it was about me? Adam thought to himself. Turning on his side, he started to listen more carefully, hoping to make out what his brothers were discussing.
"Hey kid rise and shine!" Dean called grabbing him by the shoulder and shaking him.
"I'm up! I'm up!" Adam yelled slowly opening his eyes. He didn't know Dean that well but he wasn't an idiot, and he didn't want to make it look like he'd been listening to him and Sam.
"You ok kid? Have another bad dream?" Dean asked.
"Nah, but a couple of extra hours would have been good" Adam replied for once he was actually comfortable talking with Dean.
Dean laughed "Welcome to the life of a hero, kid"
Sam was sitting in the Impala waiting patiently for Adam and Dean. After Dean had taken his shower, he insisted on going to diner near by for breakfast, and strangely insisted on taking Adam with him.
Sam would have gone with them, but the painkillers he'd found in the motel room had pretty much wiped out his appetite.
"Come on Dean," Sam said to himself.
Part of him wanted to drive down to diner, but Dean had a certain protective nature with his beloved Impala and Sam only had to drive her in emergencies or if he was given permission.
If they don't hurry it up though I'm driving down there if Dean likes it or not.
Sam had just placed his hands on the steering wheel when the headache hit again.
The pain was sharper more intense this time causing Sam to wince as each wave of pain bounced around his skull, and then it happened. The flashes of images so quick but so clear he could make out most of them.
Bobby's salvage yard was first, then someone running he didn't know who he could only hear their muffled screams and the sound of their heart pumping as they ran, the last image though was of blood thick oozing pools of it all over the floor creating a red mirrored image to whatever stood above it and what Sam saw in that makeshift mirror was himself holding Ruby's knife and then another bright flash and it was all over.
Sam breathed heavily for moment trying to regain his composer, the pounding in his skull had whined down now just like it used to whenever he'd had the visions in the past.
Great just great, what do I tell Dean and Adam?
Sam was still trying to think of an answer to that question when Dean opened the car door looking surprisingly cheerful, and jumped into the driver's seat while Adam made his self-comfortable in the back.
"You ok?" Dean asked as he started up the engine.
"Fine," Sam answered in tone that made it obvious he didn't want to carry on the conversation. Dean for once took the hint and just concentrated on driving.
It was at least an hour into their journey that he finally plucked up the courage to do something.
"Stop the car" Sam snapped, doing his best to keep he's emotions in check; he couldn't help but let a little fear seep into his voice though.
The visions they stopped years ago why would they suddenly come back?
"What? Why?" Dean sounded puzzled for a second but then the signs from early came back to him.
I knew something was wrong.
"Just do it! I need to tell you something," Sam, sounded serious about this and whatever it was Dean knew he wasn't going to like it if past experiences where anything to go by.
He parked the car on a clearing on a thankfully quite road and got out of the car gesturing for Adam to stay inside. Sam was a couple of feet away from the car already a bad sign,
He only ever dose that if he's afraid I'm goanna try to hit him.
After a couple of minutes of very awkward silence, Dean had finally had enough.
"Sam tell me what's up now or I'm getting back in the car and leaving you here,"
Sam took a deep breath and for a moment Dean, though this could have been some kind of joke but then Sam finally spoke.
"Okay, but you not goanna like it,"