Back at the motel Dean sat on the end of his bed cleaning out his 9mm as Sam stared out the window.
"I don't get it Dean. What's going on, sometimes I wish we just had some help."
"Sometimes so do I." Then Dean, of course ended the almost chick-flick moment. "But that's why I have a geek college brother like you so get to work."
"Dean, I'm really tired, can I do it in the morning?" Sam had his eyes squinted in pain. He could feel a killer of a headache coming on.
Dean noticed the look of pain and weariness on his little brother face right away. "Of course you can Sam. Now get your ass in bed, I need you sharp if were gonna kill this sucker."
Sam tried his best to smile as he walked over to his bed and laid down. In seconds he drifted off into a deep sleep. Dean smiled as he too, decided to hit the sack. Tomorrow was going to be a long day.
"Oh God! Ahhhhh…No!"
"Sammy!" Dean awoke to his brothers screaming. He flung himself out of bed and rushed over to his brother's side. "Sammy, wake up!" Sam was tossing and turning in his bed. His sheets were on the floor in a heap. Sam's entire body was covered in sweat and there was a look of pain on his face. Suddenly Sam shot up in bed.
"Dean." He muttered weakly. Dean could almost feel the heat radiating of his body.
"Sammy? What is it? What's wrong?"
"Vision." Sam muttered.
"About what. What happened?"
"The thing is going to kill another girl."
"What! When?"
"3 days Dean. Now can I go to sleep? My head is killing me."
"Oh sure Sammy. Here" Dean said as he handed him some Aspirin.
"Thanks." Sam took the pills then fell back into his pillows as sleep hit him faster then a bolt of lightning.
A few hours later Sam woke up. He felt much better, just a little light headed.
"Hey Dea…" Sam stopped in mid sentence and then burst into laughter at what Dean was watching on the TV. "Oprah Dean? Wow knowing you I would of thought of you as a little more Montel Williams but still classy."
Dean glared at his brother as he quickly shut the TV off. "Carmen Electra was on." Dean winked.
"Oh sure…so anyway, do you want to head over to the library to do some research. You know unusual deaths maybe."
"Sure but Sammy? Don't you know what this thing looks like after the vision and all?"
"Yeah it looked like a very ugly old man. I'm not sure if it's a spirit though, it used an iron spear to kill its victim."
"Oh okay. And also. By the looks of it this has nothing to do with the demon. Why did you have a vision about it as all of your visions so far have had some sort of connection with the demon."
"Truthfully I think my powers are expanding."
"Well that's just great!" Dean said sarcastically.
"Tell me about it." Sam replied as he opened the door to the motel and walked over to the Impala, Dean close behind him.
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Okay so there you go. A little bit longer. I'll try to update again tonight. Thanks for the reviews by the way.
Mackenzie