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Hide and Seek
Chapter 7 – Spell Gone Wrong
Dean kept a wary eye on the road as they traveled through the forest. He glanced at the sleeping figure beside him, glad that Sam was able to get some more sleep. He had argued that Sam would be more comfortable in the back seat, but Sam had insisted on riding shot gun…just in case. Dean smiled as he saw the shot gun lying across Sam's lap.
Thinking back to what had happened at the house; Dean felt a pang of guilt. He had seen the look of panic and then guilt that had crossed his brother's face as he realized that he had almost shot Dean again. Dean had only meant to yank Sam's chain, but instead he had ended up reminding his brother of an incident they both would be better off forgetting. Sam hadn't spoken a word, but had just nodded off to sleep. Dean sighed, he figured that they would be revisiting this again in the near future…it had taken a long time for Sam to stop having nightmares regarding that incident. He wasn't going to let his brother travel down that road again.
Dean was glad that they were almost out of the forest. It would be about another hour into town and then he intended that he and Sam get a little shut eye before they began to do some more research. He felt a strange tingling sensation over his body as he drove on. After a moment, he shook his head, he really must be tired. But then, he hadn't gotten any sleep in the last 24 hours. Stretching his tired muscles, Dean pushed down on the accelerator.
Sam was dreaming as the miles went by. He tried to fight the nightmare that he knew would come after Dean's little stunt. Down deep, he knew that Dean hadn't meant to scare him; Dean loved to play practical jokes and Sam had been the brunt of almost all of them since he could remember. But when he realized that he almost shot Dean again…Sam couldn't help remembering what had happened before.
Sam was walking through the basement of the asylum, looking for his brother Dean. As he approached the boiler room door, he carefully opened it and went inside. His flashlight began to flicker and soon Sam was left peering into the gloomy darkness. He turned as a door opened showing a hidden room beyond.
Sam entered cautiously. "Dean?" he called as he sensed someone else in the room with him. Sam continued the search but as he turned, he was caught in the grip of Dr. Ellicott.
"Don't be afraid…I'm going to make you all better"
Sam screamed in agony at the pain that was running through his mind. Thoughts that were never meant to be spoken were now pushing to be released…Sam moaned in his sleep, knowing what would come next, but was powerless to stop it.
"What are you gonna do Sam, the gun is loaded with rock salt?" Dean replied as Sam took aim and fired.
"No, but it will hurt like hell!"
Sam jerked awake as the nightmare finally released him. He blinked, trying to clear his foggy brain as he saw that they had left the forest and were getting closer to the town.
Dean had seen his brother jerk awake and saw the signs of Sam waking from a nightmare. "Sammy, are you ok?" Dean asked, once again wishing he had curbed his actions earlier.
Sam turned to look towards his brother and felt what little color he had leave his face. He expected to see his brother at the wheel, but instead the car appeared to be driving itself. For the second time that day, Sam forced his weary body to act. Sam grabbed the steering wheel, intending to move over into the driver's seat and stop the car. But as he began to move, he heard a soft grunt and felt a body meeting his shoulder as he tried to get into the driver's seat.
"Jeez Sam, what the hell do you think you are doing…get off of me Dude before you make me crash the car!" Dean almost lost control when Sam had tried to grab the steering wheel. He felt his brother's body collide with his own as he pressed on the brakes to bring the car to a stop. Turning in his seat, he stopped at the paleness in his brother's face. "Dude, what's wrong?"
Sam took a deep breath and once again felt over towards his brother's voice with his hand. He found Dean's arm and squeezed it as if to make sure that he wasn't dreaming. "Ah, Dean…I think we have a problem."
"Problem, what problem? Why the hell did you just try to push me out of the car?" Dean watched as the frown on Sam's face suddenly turned into a grin, followed by a giggle. Dean was beginning to wonder if Sam was getting worse.
"Dean..hehehe…I don't know how…I mean, look in the mirror Dude…you're invisible!" Sam watched as the rearview mirror moved and a moment later he heard his brother's voice once more.
"Oh crap…Liz said she wasn't sure what would happen if she tried to use the spell on someone else. Great, just freakin' great. I should have known better than to trust a witch in training…wait until I get my hands on her spell book!' Dean fumed as he fumbled for his cell phone.
"Dean what are you doing?" Sam asked as he heard his brother fumbling for something.
"I'm going to call our friendly neighborhood witch and have her reverse the spell…what else?" Dean dialed the number that Liz had given him and waited for her to answer.
"Do you want me to call her?" Sam didn't see Dean's cell phone, maybe he couldn't find it.
"Dude, I've already dialed…I'm just waiting…oh, hi Liz. Ah we, have a little problem here. Well you know that spell you did to make me invisible…it worked a little too well. Yeah, I'm invisible again…can you do the reversal spell again?" There was silence as Dean was listening to the conversation on the other end. Sam wished he could see his brother's face, he was already hating this…he never realized how much he relied on seeing Dean's reactions before.
Dean cleared his throat. "No, don't cry Liz…I know you warned me. So you can't do anything over the phone right? Ok, well Sam and I are almost back in town. We'll do our research and then head back towards you…that will give you time to check your books…ah, Liz, you will be able to reverse this won't you?" Dean asked
Sam heard Dean sigh in the seat beside him. "So, what did she say Dean?"
"Well, basically she thinks that the spell will just wear off on its own. But she is going to do some research and will see if she can't reverse the spell when we go back. In the meantime, I guess I'm stuck with this until then."
Sam began to get out of the car, groaning as his back protested the movement. man this was already beginning to suck. He heard the other car door open as he brother called after Sam. "Where do you think you're going Sam?"
"Dean, hello…I'm not sure that the town's people are ready to see a car driving into town with no driver at the wheel. I'd really rather not have to try to explain it to the local police department. I'm going to have to drive."
"Crap…Sam you're in no shape to be driving!" Dean started to protest, but he knew that Sam was right. This was getting ridiculous…now he couldn't drive his own car.
"Just get in the car Dean and let's get to the hotel. We can figure things out when we get there!" Sam smiled as he heard his brother muttering to himself as he walked to the other side of the car and got into the passenger side. "You put one dent in her Sammy and I mean it…I will beat the tar out of you…and you won't even see it coming!"
Sam just sighed as he started the car…it looked like this was going to be a very long day!
TBC
Raven524: Ok here is the bonus chapter…hope you all enjoy it!
