Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of Supernatural. They are all Kripke's creation.
Thanks to my beta, Shannon!
Chapter 4
Someone was slapping his face. "Hey, M-is-t-er. Ar-e yo-u al-right?"
The smell of whiskey on the man's breath was making him sick. His head ached and the back of his head was wet. He tried to stand but the bum wouldn't get out the way. "Do-n't get up, Mis-ter. The doctor will be here any minute."
A short middle aged man with salt and pepper hair approached. He was dressed in a grey vest and pants. A black medical bag was in his right hand. He kneeled down at his side. "My name is Doctor Adams."
"Dean Winchester."
"Can you stand?"
"Yeah." As Dean stood, the world started to spin. He held onto the wall to steady himself.
"My office's across the street. You can lean on me."
Dean put some of his weight on the doctor as they crossed the street to his office.
The doctor applied antiseptic to his wound and began to bandage it. "So what happened, Dean?"
"I got into a fight with my brother."
"I guess you two don't get along."
"Normally we do. He's not been himself lately."
"All done."
"I don't have any money on me. I'm good for it though."
"I didn't enter this profession for the money."
"Thanks, Doc." Dean slid off the examination table and grasped the door handle.
"Try not to get in any more fights."
"I'll try but no promises."
As Dean left the doctor's office, one thought was on his mind. I have to find Sam.
When Sam revived, he was back in his bed at the boardinghouse. He didn't even remember how he got there. He lifted his body off the mattress, poured some water from a pitcher into a basin and threw some water on his face. As he wiped off his face, he looked in the mirror and noticed a mark on his left cheek. His memory flashed to last night. All he remembered was going to the dance and escorting Elle home. How did he get this bruise on his face? He stared at the spot for a few moments but still drew a blank. I must have done it in my sleep. His thoughts drifted to Elle. Maybe she would be available for lunch. He grabbed some fresh clothes and went to freshen up.
Dean's head was still throbbing as he wandered around town, searching for any clues to Sam's whereabouts. After having so many concussions, he knew that was the cause of all his current pain.
For once luck was on his side; Sam emerged from Milly's Boardinghouse. He was heading for Elle's house.
Dean had to get her alone but would he be able to kill her since this was Sam's dream? Only time would tell.
Sam was whistling and smiling as he strode onto the porch. He knocked on the door which suddenly flew open. Elle was standing in the doorway.
"Hi, Sam."
"Hi. I was wondering whether you were available for lunch."
"I am. It's such a beautiful day. How about we have a picnic? I know this nice spot right outside of town. It's near a stream. Just give me fifteen minutes to prepare a basket. You can come inside to wait okay."
Sam stepped inside and the door closed behind him.
Dean rounded the house. He could see Sam through the lacy curtains of a side window. Elle's voice was coming from another room.
Fifteen minutes later, Elle came into the living room with a wicker picnic basket. "Ready to go."
Sam stood and took the basket from her. "Sure."
"Thanks, Sam."
"No problem. I'm surprised you were able to carry this."
She grinned at him. "I'm stronger than I look."
They left the house. On the other side of the house was a wooden wagon hitched to a horse. Sam placed the basket in the wagon, and then helped Elle onto the bench before climbing into the seat next to her. He released the brake and they slowly rode down the street.
That's just great. Now what? This is a dream. Right? And I took the dream root.
Dean concentrated. A black horse with a diamond shaped white spot on its forehead appeared before him. "I'm really starting to like this dreamwalking thing."
He climbed into the saddle and rode off.
Author's note: I know what you're thinking how does Dean know how to ride a horse or Sam know how to drive a wagon? It's a dream. Just go with me. The doctor was partially inspired by Doctor Adams on Gunsmoke.
