Chapter 8
Sam hurled a rock at the pile of cans and glass bottles set up on the other side of the junkyard from where he and Jennifer were sitting. The top two cans toppled over knocking over a third.
"Yes," Sam said pumping his fist in the air as he and Jennifer pulled themselves on top of the roof of one of Bobby's junker cars.
"My turn," Jennifer said turning and grabbing a rock from the pile they had a top the roof of the car. Sam watched the girl carefully as she threw the rock at the pile knocking down five of the cans.
"Ha, way too easy." she laughed.
Sam smiled and nodded his head.
Jennifer's left hand was still in a cast. It was Saturday. Just over three weeks since Bobby and John had returned.
"Have you told Uncle John yet?" Jennifer asked as Sam threw another rock at the pile of cans.
"Told him what?" Sam asked.
Jennifer raised an eyebrow at her cousin and tossed him another rock. "You know what, Sam. Did you tell him about the nightmares?"
Sam tossed the second rock and hit another can. "No," he shrugged.
"What about Dean?" Jennifer pressed. "You at least told him, right?"
Sam shook his head. "I can't."
"Why not?" Jennifer asked. "Sam, you have to tell someone. You said yourself that they're getting worse."
Sam shook his head. "I know, but I can't tell Dean. And I sure as heck can't tell dad. Besides, we're supposed to be getting ready for another hunting trip in a few days. This one's important." Sam looked down at his feet.
"Uncle John's got a lead on the thing that killed your mom?" Jennifer asked quietly.
Sam nodded. "Nothing's more important than that. If I tell him about the nightmares he might get distracted. Or worse, he'll think I'm..." he let his voice trail off. "They're just dreams right? I can a handle a few nightmares if it means dad, Dean and I get the to kill the thing that killed my mom."
Jennifer nodded. "Okay,"
Sam forced a smile. "Besides, what about you?"
Jennifer raised an eyebrow confused.
"We're leaving today." Sam pointed to Jennifer's cast. "You going to be okay alone with McAllister?"
Jennifer smiled before nodding. "Yeah, I think that has been handled now that he knows I won't hesitate to kick his butt if he messes with me."
Sam smiled. "Let me know if you need any help. I'm sure Dean and Eli wouldn't mind if we put a beat down on McAllister again. It was almost worth being grounded for two weeks."
Jennifer grabbed a rock and threw it at the pile of cans knocking down two. "Looks like it's time to go," she said hopping down off the car.
Sam turned in the direction of the house. Eli and Emily were waiving at them to come in.
"I guess," Sam said frowning.
SPN~SPN~SPN
Dean wrapped his arms around the waist of the brunette and rested his chin on the girl's smooth tanned shoulder.
"It's just for a couple of weeks Char," Dean said softly into the girl's ear. "I'll be back soon. I just have to go on a little road trip with my dad and brother."
"You better call me Dean Winchester," Charlotte said playfully spinning around to face him. She placed a soft kiss on his lips before grabbing his hands in her's.
"I mean it," she said pouting playfully.
Dean smiled and kissed her again. "Of course," Dean promised before kissing the girl again.
"Time to go son." John Winchester interrupted. He had a duffel on his shoulder and a pouting Sam by his side.
"Yes sir," Dean said. He grabbed Charlotte's hand and led her away from the Impala before kissing her again a bit more deeply this time.
"I'll see you when I get back." Dean called as he walked back to the car. Charlotte had gone to stand with her older sister Emily and Eli in the doorway next to Bobby as the Winchester's got into the car to leave.
Dean took the front seat next to his father while Sam climbed into the back.
Bobby wrapped his arms around his daughter's shoulders as she stepped onto the porch to wave goodbye.
A/N: Back as promised. Can you guess where I'm going with this? :) Review and let me know what you think. The more reviews the faster I update :)
