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Nightmares

Sam opened his eyes and sat up in the bed he was lying in. he looked around in the room not really knowing where he was. The room was pretty small and the walls were blue. His bed was a queen bed and it stood against the wall opposite to the door out. There were a couple of windows that were open and he heard birds singing from outside. In the room there was also a desk with a computer and pictures. From where he was he couldn't really see the persons on the pictures. He stood up and was on his way to the desk when his stomach competing and he made his way to the door instead. He opened the door and came out to a small hallway that led to three other doors and one stair that went down. Slowly he walked down the stairs and in to the kitchen. He walked up to the fridge and took out a packet of milk and put it on a table. Then he took out some cereals and a bowl and a spoon. He took some cereals and poured it in the bowl. Then he poured the milk on the cereals and started to eat it. After he had taken a few bites he heard a voice behind him that said: "Good morning my little angel." Sam recognised the voice but it felt like he hadn't heard it in years. He turned around and when he saw his mother he got tears in his eyes and didn't know what to say. It wasn't until now he had realized where he was. He was in his old house in Lawrence, Kansas. But that was impossible. The house had burnt down when he was only six months and his mother had died. It had to be a dream. He was 26 years old, sitting in his mother's kitchen, looking at his mother. That was just impossible.

Dean woke up in a really white room and instantly he knew where he was. He was at the hospital. Somewhere between calling 911 and waiting for them to come he must have blacked out because he had no memories at all that they had come and… Where was his brother? Was he okay? Dean got worried and tried to sit up only to realise that they had strapped him to the bed. He tried to fight himself free even though he knew it wouldn't help. After a few minutes he stopped and screamed: "TAKE THIS OFF OF ME! LET ME SEE MY BROTHER! ANYONE!" But no one came. Either no one had heard him or they just didn't care.

A tear rolled down on Sam's cheek and he said: "Am I in heaven." Mary walked up to him, hugged him and said: "No. This isn't heaven."

"Then where am I?"

"I think you already know that." She let go of him and Sam said: "My head?" Mary nodded.

"Why? Why am I here?"

"Only you can find the answer." Then everything disappeared in front of his eyes and suddenly he was standing in a forest. Only you can find the answer. What had she meant by that?"

Dean didn't know how long he had been lying there when Bobby came in and looked at him with a small smile on his face and said: "Hey Dean." Dean smiled and said: "Bobby? What are you doing here?"

"Oh no reason at all." Dean knew Bobby was going to say something more. "Except for because of you idjit Sam is hurt and the doctor said something about you being a dangerous asshole."

"Really? What did I do?"

"You tried to attack the paramedics with a bloody knife and said something about them being demons sent from hell to kill you and Sam." Dean looked away from Bobby when the memories started to get back to him. Afraid of what was happening to him a tear rolled down his cheek. His father had once told him that if he couldn't save Sam he had to kill him because Sam would turn evil. Maybe he had been wrong. Maybe it was Dean that was the one that would turn evil. It made more sense to him than his brother turning evil. He looked back at Bobby and said: "Whatever is happening to me you have to help me before I turn evil for good." Bobby looked disbelievingly at Dean and said: "You are not turning evil."

"Yeah really? Then tell me about why I tried to kill you and why I wanted to kill the paramedics. I mean it's not the only times I have had a blackout where I do things I can't even remember what I have done." Now Bobby looked worried as he said: "What do you mean?" Dean sighed and said: "It have happened a few times since I came back from hell. I just… Things get all black and I do things I can't remember I have done."

"Name one time."

"On at least four of my and Sam's hunts. Then again when I apparently went after the Djin all by myself."

As he had walked around in the forest for a few… minutes? hours? he suddenly came to an open sea. He heard children laugh behind him. He turned around and saw that he was on a beach. A smile spread across his face and suddenly he had only a couple of blue swimming trunks on him. He turned towards the water again and walked out to it and started swimming. He knew it wasn't real but the water felt so god against his bare skin and he never wanted to get up again. He closed his eyes and heard a car. He opened his eyes and now he was sitting in the Impala with John driving. He looked surprised at him and said: "Dad?" John smiled at him for a second before looking back at the road and said: "I wondered when you would come."

"What are you doing in my head?"

"You wished me here."

"Why?"

"Because I have something to tell you."

"What?"

"You really don't say much these days. Do you?"

"Depends."

"Yeah I guess. You wondered what I wanted. Right?"

"Uh huh."

"You have to help your brother. You have to help him figure out what is wrong with him before it's too late. Can you do that for me my son?" Sam nodded and said: "Yes."

"I love you." And just like nothing had happened Sam was standing all alone looking out over a cliff. But it wasn't a normal cliff. Instead of water or trees or rocks at the bottom it was just a really bright and beautiful light. Seeing the light Sam smiled again and knew what he had to do so he took a step and fell in to the light.

Authors note: What do you think is going on with Dean? What do you think will happen with Sam now? Do you think Bobby has forgiven Dean for trying to kill him?