A/N: I had a sudden burst of inspiration for this fic so I wrote like two chapters but I'll hold out on the second one for a while and try to get a few reviews : ) Not many people are reading this, but I enjoy writing it so updates pretty close together. Hope your liking it so far, I was thinking of changing the summary, if anyone has any idea like me know lol

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YOU CAN NEVER DREAM IT DOWN

-SAM'S POV-

So I'm walking in this dark forest, right? There's like trees and shit all around me, and I start picking up the pace. I'm running from something. That much is clear.

Crystal.

But then this fork in the road comes. I can go one way or I can go the other. Two paths. No going back. No vision to tell me what one might hold. And I have to choose, just me.

And suddenly theirs like this huge weight on my shoulders. I have to carry this weight, this burden. I have to carry it with me on whichever path I chose.

Can you believe it took me this long to figure out I'm dreaming?

The metaphor is so obvious. And I'm sitting here all oblivious. If it were a dog, it would bite me. Or something like that.

Ok. Right. This is a nice dream and all, but I really would like to wake up right now. I want to talk to Dean. Cause you see in the dream before this one I decided I was going to confess. Let him know everything that was going on. The witch. The curse. The dream. The metaphor. The burden. The weight.

The everything.

Not waking up? Let's see…

DEAN!

No?

DEAN!

Hey Dean I need to tell you that I was an idiot and was a smartass to a pissed of witch. And then she said that you and I would pay for it. And then she put a curse on me and in exactly five days I'm going to become a monster. And then she said I better get far away from the people I love. And then she left.

And at the risk of sounding like a Verizon commercial; can you hear me now?

I guess not because if you could, you would have said something back.

Nothing? Ok, you can't hear me.

Well, Dean for a while I was planning on not telling you. I was planning on keeping this all a big fat secret. I was going to fix this on my own. I was going to make you say 'Good job, Sammy.'

Can you hear me now?

Dean, I'm getting really nervous I'm not going to be able to beat this. I'm afraid I'll have to lock myself away. Hide the monster I become from you and the world while you try to find some kind of reversal. Some way to save me again. I'm sure you're going to love that.

Can you hear me now?

Dean, you know what else she told me? She assured me that she knew all about me. She said she could read it like nothing. Take a dip into my deepest darkest secrets like butter. Dean, she knew all about Jess, all about Mom. About you and Dad and Max Miller and Sarah and Madison and just about every other human we've come in contact with. She knew all about the vampires and the spirits and the shape shifters and the demon. Yeah, the demon.

She told me she knew about our childhood and the impala and Stanford. My hopes, my dreams etc., etc. Oh yeah and she knew about the demon's plans for me. Said she was going to make my worst fear come true. She whispered some nonsense words and then proclaimed her success.

Yeah she basically knew my whole life story in a matter of 20 seconds.

Did I leave that out?

Can you hear me now?

The truth is Dean, since your being such a good listener, is that I'm really, really scared. And I need you and I need you to trust me and I need you to save me. I need you to really be listening right now, Dean. I need to see that look on your face. The look that reassures me you know how I'm feeling, you know what I'm going through.

Can you here me now?

Blink. Oh shit, I'm awake.

"Sammy? I think you were having a nightmare, you started murmuring…"

Oh thank god.

"I couldn't understand what you were saying…"

Son of a bitch.

He feels my forehead. I wonder if I have a fever. That would just be the goddamn icing on the goddamn cake.

"Dean?"

He looks into my eyes and nods.

Can you hear me now? Good.