Here is the next chapter. Sorry it took so long. I'll try to update more often. Hope you enjoy and thanks Jay for the story.

Sheila

Chapter 3

Dean continued his vigil at his brother's bedside. He was tired but was afraid to rest because Sam had not stopped tossing and turning. He was still doing that as well as groaning in his sleep.

He didn't know if he should wake him up or not. Not only did he groan but he acted like he was in a lot of pain. His visions had never done that to him before. Not that bad. Not that Dean could remember and he didn't know what to do.

Sam was in the throws of his dream. He was in the woods in a clearing. There were three men there. Two were standing in front of him and one was lying on the ground. There was blood everywhere.

"What happened," asked Sam.

"We were attacked," said the older of the three.

"What attacked you," asked Sam trying to get as much information as possible.

"A spirit," said the middle man. "An angry one."

"Why," asked Sam kneeling down to the third one. He felt for a pulse. The older or the three men grabbed him and pulled him to his feet. "Leave my brother alone," he said forcefully. Sam just stared. "Leave him alone," the first man replied again. Sam raised his hands in front of him, palms out in surrender. "I'm sorry," he said. "I just want to help."

"Why," asked the middle brother. "Who are you?"

"My name is Sam. Me and my brother will help you. It's what we do. His name is Dean. What's yours?"

The older of the three men looked at this stranger that was standing before him and wondered if he was telling the truth. "My name is Cade. He gestured toward the man standing beside him. "This is my brother Ian, and that is Justin," he said gesturing to his brother that was on the ground.

Sam looked from one to the other and then back again. He wondered what they were going to do. He had been able to check Justin for a pulse before he was hauld to his feet and knew that the man was breathing. He had been knocked unconscious and Sam could see not only a large knot forming but a gash, but at least the man was alive.

Cade acted like he wanted to believe him, but as Sam looked at Ian, he knew that he was very suspicious and would need some convincing. Still he tried. "Look," he said getting nervous because of the way they were looking at him. "My brother and me can help you if you'll let us. Tell me what it was that attacked you." He looked intently at the two men, especially Ian who had pulled a blade.

"Hold on a second," said Sam backing up a little. He still had his hands raised. "We can help. It's what we do."

"Why should we believe you," said Ian. "What if you're the spirit?"

"I'm not," replied Sam nervously. "Please listen to me. Me and my brother go around hunting evil and destroying it. If something attacked you, we can help, but you have to trust us."

"Where's this Dean," asked Cade. "Why isn't he here with you?" He also didn't know if Sam was friend or foe. He thought it funny that Sam appeared right after the spirit that had attacked Justin had disappeared. "I won't let you hurt my brothers. Not anymore."

Sam shook his head. How was he going to convince them. "I didn't hurt Justin. I didn't hurt anybody. I"m not the spirit. Please, what attacked you? Tell me what it was." Cade and Ian looked at each other then both looked at Sam. Justin begin to stir on the ground and groaned. He opened his eyes. He looked up at Sam and his eyes got wide. "I know you," he said almost accusingly. Sam looked at the man on the ground and then at his two brothers. Now Cade no longer looked like he even wanted to believe him anymore and Sam thought he was in trouble.

"Wait," said Sam nervously as Cade pulled a gun. Ian still had the knife pointed at him and told Sam to stand where he was and not move. Sam did as he was told and kept his hands where they could see them. Ian reached down and helped Justin up.

"NO," said Justin. "It's okay. I know him. He's not our enemy." He locked eyes with Sam and asked. "Are you?" Sam shook his head. "Put your weapons down. Sam is no threat. He won't hurt us. Will you?"

"No," said Sam.

"Justin are you okay," asked Cade and lowered his weapon. Ian did the same. "How do you know him?"

"I saw him in my head. I called to him and he answered." Sam cocked his head. He'd never met these men before so why did Justin say he knew him. He was beginning to get a funny feeling and that was never good. "You're Sam," said Justin.

"How do you know my name," asked Sam beginning to feel like he may be in danger despite what they were saying to him. He backed up some more but kept his hands up. Justin grinned. Sam got suspicious because Justin had an evil gleam in his eyes. "Tell me Justin, who are you?"

Justin continued to grin as did the other two. "Wouldn't you like to know," he said. "Welcome Sammy." He raised a hand. Sam grabbed his head as a red hot pain shot through his brain. Cade and Ian approached him, so he couldn't run and Sam hit his knees.

"I just wanted to help," said Sam wincing. "Who are you?"

"You'll know soon enough. We'll be in touch very soon." Cade waved his hand and Sam flew backwards and hit the ground hard, knocking the breath out of him.

He jumped straight up in the bed as he woke up. He was pouring sweat and his heart was beating 90 to nothing.

"Sam," yelled Dean startled. He jumped to his feet. "What's going on? What's wrong?" Sam looked straight ahead trying to wake up fully. He felt funny but didn't know how to explain it. He didn't hear Dean as he continued to call him. Finally, when Dean couldn't reach him verbally he grabbed him and shook him hard, waking him up.

"SAM!" he said. Sam closed his eyes and shook his head to clear the cobwebs, then opened them again and looked at Dean but he still didn't say anything for a few minutes which made Dean even more nervous. "What was wrong with his brother," he thought. "What was that dream about? Why was it bothering him so bad?"

"Sam," said Dean gently kneeling down in front of him. Sam looked at him. "What's wrong with you," he asked. "What's going on? What is it?" Sam shook his head. "I'm not sure," he said finally.

"What was the dream about?"

"What dream," asked Sam confused. Dean shook his head. "The dream you just had Sam. What was it about?" Sam thought for a few minutes trying to remember. "Three men," he said finally but that was all he said. Dean waited and watched giving Sam a chance to elaborate but he didn't and Dean became even more worried. Sam wasn't acting right and he didn't know what was wrong.

"Are you ok?" Sam nodded. "I'm fine," he said but Dean shook his head. "No Sam," he said. "I don't think you are. Tell me what's going on. What's wrong?"

"There were three men in my dream."

"I know that already," quipped Dean. "Who were they?"

"They were brothers," said Sam trying to get it straight in his head. "They told me they were attacked by a spirit, but the younger one said he knew me and then they turned on me."

"What for," asked Dean getting angry.

"I don't know," answered Sam honestly. "At first I thought they were just protecting their brother, but now I wonder if they were even human." He rubbed the back of his neck trying to ease out the stiffness that was suddenly there. "I don't remember all of it," he said and shook his head.

"Well were they being attacked or did they do the attacking," asked Dean.

"I don't know," said Sam. "Both I guess. I thought they were in trouble and I wanted to help them but they turned on me and said I'd know who they were soon enough. They knew me Dean, or the youngest one did, but they didn't know you. They did something to my head." Sam waited a beat and then finished. "Then I woke up here."

Dean watched as Sam continued to rub his neck. "Shit," he said partially to himself. "Now what's coming?" He looked at his brother and worried because Sam was getting very upset but didn't know why.

"Just take it easy," said Dean reaching out to touch him. We'll figure it out, just don't worry." Sam looked at Dean. He couldn't help it. He was worried but didn't know why.

"We'll figure it out Sammy," said Dean. Sam nodded his head but just didn't know.