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4:23pm- Dean's room, Train to the Capitol

The feeling was almost instant. I leaned onto the pearl shower wall. What have I done? I take a deep breath trying to control myself in the steam. For Lisa. This is for Lisa.

The water was hot, like a shower of cooling ash was falling on my head, but- soothing my aches and pains, not creating blisters. In the district we had a large bucket, we had freezing water and one bar of soap to clean ourselves.

When I finally get out, I walk back into the white bedroom. It has a white king-sized bed, a white closet and a white desk with some books on. My old clothes are gone, replaced with a slate grey shirt and dark jeans folded up on the bed. My jacket was slung over the chair by my bed, folded neatly. I got changed, put my jacket on and strode into the dining cart.

The room was a pearl sort of colour with glass tabled and chairs in the middle. Cher and Abbey where seated next to each other and a stranger was sitting at the end. She looked round as I entered and stood.

"Dean Winchester," she said, standing up. She had a black leather body suit on and her dark hair tied back. Her skin was dark but her features fit her tone, "I'm your new mentor, Martha, Martha Jones."

"Hey Martha, do you know where I can get a bear? I really-"

"Yes, but first, what can you do?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I mean; what can you do? Are you good with a knife, a bow maybe? What can you do?"

"He's a great kisser," interrupted Abbey. I grin.

"Yeah, I'm good at that. But yeah, I've got good reflexes, if that helps." I half smiled, trying to look convincing.

"We can use the great reflexes, here catch these," one by one she threw pieces of silver cutlery at me, i threw them at the wall, piercing through the train wall. This reminded me of all the times in the forest with Bobby.

"What are you doing?" screamed Cher, horrified, she walked up to the wall and pulled out twelve knives, "Why did you do this?"

"Don't worry, Cher, I'm just training him." Martha started to grinning mischievously, "Now Dean, throw some at Cher and see if her wig comes off."

1:29am- Dean's Room, Train to the Capitol

Run. Run. That's what I have to do, to carry on running. My brother in my arms as the firer circled us.

"Dean!" my father yelled, inside the red flame. "Take your brother outside! Now! Go Dean!"

Run. Run. Run! Sammy in arms, I ran out of the house. I trip and fall, dropping Sammy. I scream. And close my eyes.

I'm in another house. My house. Sammy sleeping next to me. My Sammy is about 9 now.

I hear footsteps coming into my fathers room. I hear yelling.

"Dean?" his small voice whispered, "I'm going to see why John's yelling, okay?" he never called him 'Dad' just his real name, John.

"No Sammy, go back to sleep." He ignored me, I can hear his little feet pattering against the floor boards. i can see the light as he opens the door and goes into the living room. I can hear the screams as Sammy is being taken away. I can smell the smoke as John stood on his cigarette. I can hear the front door closing as John leaves to get alcohol from the Hub. I can feel the warm tears against my cheeks as I realise what I've done. I didn't help Sammy. I didn't-

"Dean?" a small voice whispered. For a second I thought it was Sam. A sliver of light travelled to my face as I opened my eyes to see a young girl with streaming tears over her cheeks, walking over to me.

"Hey Abs, what's up?" I yawned. Making room on the bed for her.

"I should say the same as you. Did you have a nightmare as well?" I nodded slowly, feeling my face. Tears and sweat coated it.

"Yeah, you wanna sleep in my bed?" now it was her tern to nod. I lifted the cover up as she slid in. "I'll protect you then, yeah?" I smiled.

Abbey fell asleep in my arms.

3:41- Entering The Capitol, Three Days Later,

I stood with Abbey outside the locked door. After three days of sleeping with Abs, training with Martha and crappy fashion advice from Cher, it's finally time to get of this damn train.

As it slows its stop I feel a need to get out. The doors slide open and I jump out, Abbey following me with a little hop.

"Dean, follow me." Cher said, walking in front of me, trying to keep up with my long strides.

"Where are we going, Cher?"

She smiled. "You'll see."