-1A/N: Okay, I'll admit that I'm very excited about writing this story. It just kind of draws me in and I can't help but write it. I hope you like it too!
Chapter 2
The smell of bacon awoke Sam from the most intense dream he had ever had. His hazel eyes scanned his surroundings, since his bed that he was in wasn't the most comfortable in the world. That's when he realized that he was asleep in the bathroom and his bed was the bathtub. He set up and looked around. He remembered falling asleep in his own bed. Maybe he had came in here last night to use the bathroom and decided that he was too tired to go all the way back to his pillow top mattress in their newest motel room. He hadn't been sleeping the greatest since he saw Freddy's face in the house of mirrors at the carnival, but he hadn't thought he was so tired that he fell asleep in the bathtub.
"Sam." Dean yelled, hitting the bathroom door. The sound echoed in the bathroom. Sam climbed out of the bathtub. He looked around. The lights weren't even on in here. He thought that he may have turned the lights on, but he hadn't even done that.
"Just a minute." Sam said. He turned on the light and looked in the mirror. His face looked almost as he felt on the inside. He ran some warm water in his hands and splashed it on his face. But he froze during the process. He moved his right hand away from his face and saw that it had a reddish tent to it. It almost looked like a sunburn or...blood stains. He shook his head and shut off the light. He clicked the lock on the door and made his way into the room. Dean had set breakfast out on the table and was already starting in on his own breakfast burrito.
"God, you were in there forever." Dean said. "You're not pregnant are you?"
"What? No!" Sam said. "Dude, I'm a guy."
"So." Dean said. "I saw that movie with the miracle drug that let that guy be with child. For all I know, you could've taken that and gotten knocked up by Chad Michael Murray or some other person on TV that you have a man crush on." Dean said. Sam rolled his eyes and eyed the hash browns that were laid out for him. He smiled as he snagged one and began to eat.
"Yeah, well, if I was pregnant," Sam said, pausing to take a bite of his hash brown. "My kids would still not be as messed up as you."
"Whatever." Dean said. "So, anyway, I found a spirit in Virginia that's..." He was cut off by the sound of knocking. He looked at Sam, who shrugged. He pushed aside some papers and grabbed a silver knife off the table as there was another knock. Dean crept to the door and placed the chain in place. Then he slowly opened the door to see a familiar face. He shut it, removed the chain, and opened it again. Sam couldn't see who he was talking to.
"Dean, who is it?" Sam asked. He stood from the table. Dean ignored him, continuing his conversation with the person at the door. Sam pushed Dean out of the way and was shocked by who he saw.
So, who's at the door? Do you wanna know? Review please! Oh, and this story is based more off of A Nightmare on Elm Street 2: Freddy Revenge, than the last which one, which was based off 1 and 3. Still hope you enjoy it though!
P.S.: The computer that I had this story saved on kinda died on me. So I will either have to try to rewrite everything I had on my parents computer or everything for this story and my House x-over story may have to wait until I get a new cord for it. It's an old Dell laptop that my bff named Jensen, so I'm trying to take care of it. But, idk if it'll make you happy, but there may be tons of one-shots or smaller chapter stories between now and then! :'-(
