Chapter 4 – The Thing That Should Not Be

Dean drove back to the motel, Sam struggling to stay awake in the passenger seat, Dean stared at his little brother, a small smile on his face, he slowly leaned over and turned his music on full blast, causing Sam to wake up immediately, with an angry glare at his brother, Dean turned the music down, laughing to himself.

"Bitch." Sam said and rested his head back on the window.

"Yeah but you love me." Dean grinned.

It was almost midnight, Sam was asleep, Dean was up on his brothers laptop, researching anything he could to help them with the case. The curtains to the motel room was blowing in the wind, Dean had only noticed when he felt a cold breeze along his neck, he turned around automatically, and felt his heart ache when he saw his mother standing there.

"Come to me Dean.." She was whispering.

Dean stayed still, resisting the urge to scream out in shock to his little brother.

"Mum?" He said slowly, "Your dead." The words hurt him saying it.

"You will be to." She said hauntingly, Dean was surprised at her words.

"What?" He said not knowing how to react.

"The note Dean." She said, before her vision faded. "Dean he's coming!" The last line was a scream before she vanished completely from his sight.

Dean sat their. Motionless. Tears falling from his eyes.

The sun rose, Sam was first to be up, Dean was asleep, head on the laptop, Sam sighed, and nudged his brother, a surprised reaction came from his brother, he pushed Sam backwards, making him loose his balance.

"Sammy?" Dean said hazily.

"What?" Sam replied viciously after picking himself up from the floor.

"Sorry about that, you startled me." Dean apologised and stared at the screen of the laptop.

"Was you up on that all night?" Sam asked as he stared at his brother.

"I guess." Dean replied, and started typing frantically on the key pad.

"You know Dean, you were screaming in the middle of the night,"

"No i wasn't." Dean said protectively. "Your going nuts."

Sam was in the shower, when Dean was reading the note again, for what was the fifth time, he remembered his mothers words, the note.

"What the hell does this mean?" Dean mumbled to himself.

"What?" Sam asked walking out of the bathroom,

"Nothing, I'm going for a shower, hope you didn't use the hot water up Samantha." Dean said. And put the note in his jacket pocket and left it on the bed

Sam got dressed quickly, and walked over to Dean's bed, picking up his jacket, and finding the note, Dean had been hiding something for ages and it Was Sam's time to find out what.

He read the note, slowly going over all the words, hoping he wouldn't miss something.

The last sentence stood out from the rest, He stared back at the bathroom door where Dean was standing.

"What the hell are you doing?" Dean screamed. "You don't go through my stuff you hear me?"

"Sorry I.."

"Get ready, we're going!" Dean said, snatching the note from his brother.

"Going where?" Sam asked.

"I've got a lead," Dean said and stormed out of the motel, waiting for his brother in the Impala.

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