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Heat of the moment. Telling me what your….
"Rise and shine, Sammy!" Dean said perkily while tying his boats.
Sam just laid right back down in the bed.
They made their way back to the same Diner. Dean said the same thing as he had been for the past few Tuesday's now. Sam knew he would have to explain the whole thing all over again. Sam knew Tori was going to get sick again. He was getting really annoyed with this time loop.
"Alright. I still think you're crazy, but what's the plan?"
"We keep you breathing until tomorrow." Sam told his brother.
"That doesn't seem to hard."
"Yeah, I thought so too, but I've done everything and I still can't stop it."
"You say I order the same thing here every morning right?"
"Yeah. Pig-n-poke side of bacon coffee black."
"Excuse me, sweetheart?" Dean yelled at the waitress.
She turned around from behind the counter "Yeah?"
"Can I get sausage instead of bacon?"
"Sure thing hun!"
"See? Different day already. You see if you and I decide I won't die today, then I won't."
She brought Dean's pig-n-poke with sausage instead of bacon and sat it in front of him.
"Thank You." He told the waitress.
Dean poked the sausage with his fork, gave Sam a look, and started eating the piece of sausage.
Sam chuckled at how his brother was acting.
Dean's hand tightens around Tori's.
"Dean?" She called out to him.
He was chocking.
"Oh my god! Sam. Do something!"
Sam just sat there with a concerned look on his face while his brother was struggling to breathe.
Heat of the moment. Telling me what your….
Sam rises up in his bed and tells Dean that they aren't going anywhere for breakfast, that they needed to stay at the hotel and do more research.
"Tori?"
"Yeah, Sam?"
"How are you feeling?" Sam asked her, knowing that her sickness is starting.
"I feel great!" She said perky.
"You don't feel the least bit sick?" He questioned.
"No. I feel great! I'm ready to kick some ass!"
"Well, good!"
Dean went to the bathroom to take a shower since they couldn't get any breakfast. He was washing his hair when he yelled out of the bathroom to Sam and Tori.
"Are you sure we can't go get breakfast?"
"You'll thank me when it's Wednesday!" Sam yelled back.
"Whatever that means!" He turned to rinse the shampoo out of his hair. "AHHHHHH!"
And they heard a loud crash.
Heat of the moment. Telling me what your….
Sam got the tacos from the fridge and told them that they were having these for breakfast. Dean gave him a really sad look, but trusted his brother not to ever lie to him. So he ate the taco.
"Do these taco's taste funny to you?" Dean asked with his mouth full.
Heat of the moment. Telling me what your….
This time Sam wasn't wasting anytime. He made them get up and get ready in record time. Tori kept asking Sam what was wrong and he never would tell her. He just rushed them out of the door. They went to the mystery spot. Sam jumped out of the car and took an ax from the trunk. When they got inside they duct tapped the owner to a chair.
Tori and Dean watched as Sam took the ax and went through the walls at the mystery spot.
"Everybody's fine. Nobody is going to get hurt, okay?" Dean told the man.
"Sammy?" Tori said.
"Maybe you should drop the ax and let the guy go." She explained.
"Something's got to be going on in here. I intend to find out what." He growled at her.
"Place is tore up pretty bad, dude." Dean cut Tori off. He hated seeing Sam get pissy with her and he knew she hated it as much as he did. "Time to give it a rest."
"No!" He yelled at Dean. "I'm going to take it down to studs."
Dean looked at the man tied to the chair and laughed. "Sammy, that's enough, give me the Ax." He got up and walked toward his brother who was still going full force at taking down the mystery spot.
"No!" Sam yelled.
"Come on"
"Give me the ax, this is crazy!"
"Let it go, Sam!"
"No, you let it go Dean!"
The fighting led to the ax slipping out of Sam's hands and taking Dean's head off.
"OH MY GOD DEAN!" Tori yelled at giving Sam and death stare.
Heat of the moment. Telling me what your….
They made their way back to the same Diner. Dean said the same thing as he had been for the past few Tuesday's now. Sam knew he would have to explain the whole thing all over again.
He picked the old man's pocket on the way in the diner. When they made it to their booth he laid the keys in front of Dean.
"What are those?"
"The old man's." Sam said drily. "Trust me, you don't want him behind the wheel."
Dean and Tori gave him a weird look. The waitress came and took their orders. Sam shoots off something to Doris about logging more hours in at the shooting range. He finds Tori and Dean once again giving him an odd look, but just ignores it.
"Okay, so you think you're caught in some kind of what again?" Tori asked Sam.
"Time loop."
"So like ground hog day?"
"It doesn't matter, there's no way to stop it."
"Jeez, aren't you grumpy." Dean looked up at him.
"Yeah, I am, you want to know why?"
"Why?" Dean's smile faded.
"Because this is the 100th Tuesday in a row I've been through and it never seems to stop. Ever. So yeah, I'm a little grumpy."
The waitress brings over the coffee and Dean's hot sauce. Once again, it almost falls to the floor, but Sam catches it.
"Nice reflexes." Dean raised his brow to him.
"I knew it was going to happen, Dean. I know everything that is going to happen."
"You don't know everything." He pressed his brother.
"Yeah I do." Sam told him.
"Yeah right. Nice Guess." They said together.
"It wasn't a guess." Sam told him.
"Right, you're a mind reader. Cut it out Sam. Sam! You think you're being funny, but you're being really, really childish." They both said together leaning up closer to each other.
"Sam Winchester wears makeup. Sam Winchester cries his way through sex. Sam Winchester keeps a ruler by the bed, and every morning when he wakes up. Okay, enough!" Once again they said together.
Sam went into detail about everyone at the Diner. He told them about what they done once they leave here and what they done when they got home at night. Tori and Dean we're worried, but a little skeptical.
"What's your point?" Dean asked.
"My point is I've lived through every possible Tuesday. I've watched you die every possible way. I have ripped about the mystery spot, burnt it down, tried everything to save you're life. And I can't. No matter what I do, you die. And then I wake up, and It's Tuesday again."
They finished their breakfast in quite. Tori was still extremely sick to her stomach, but once again she forced the food down her throat. Heading back to the motel, Sam told them everything that was going to happen before it did. That freaked Dean and Tori out even more, because he was spot on. Dean asked Sam if he ever asked the women who bumped into them in the street if he ever checked what she was holding and of course he hadn't. Sam instantly went running after her. Tori and Dean stayed behind. Dean was never a dog person, but the dog seemed friendly enough to Dean. He went over to the dog and was going to pet it, but the dog in turn decided he was going to make him his new chew toy.
Heat of the moment. Telling me what your….
They made their way back to the same Diner. Dean and Tori said the same thing as he had been for the past few Tuesday's now. Sam knew he would have to explain the whole thing all over again, but he didn't. He ignored everything and just focused on the case. He had enough Tuesday, that he may be able to stop all this. Sam starts to tell them about what he found on the missing man. He told them what his daughter told him about how he was a writer. Sam told them that he wrote about tourist attractions, UFO sightings, and mystery spots. He turns the computer around so that Dean and Tori could look at the website; noticing the man that was sitting at the bar getting up to leave. Tori feels some what relieved. Her stomach pain was easing up and she wasn't as pale anymore.
"Feeling better?" Dean glances over at her.
"Yeah actually I am." She smiles taking a drink of her milk.
Sam sat there not really listening to the conversation between Dean and Tori.
"Truth Warrior?" Dean questions Sam.
"Yeah dude was so full of himself he must've weighed a ton." Sam said.
Tori let out a giggle from Sam's pun.
"When'd you have time to do all this research."
Sam just looked at him, not wanting to explain the whole time loop thing again. "Come on."
The three stood up, and waited while Sam was gathering his information.
Dean chuckles.
"What?" Tori looked up at him.
"Nothing, it's just funny, dude spends his life crapping on mystery spots and then he vanishes in one. It's kind of poetic, you know? Like just deserts.
"You're right, that is just deserts."
Sam glanced around the Diner before heading to the register where his brother and Tori was. He looked to his left to see how the maple syrup changed to strawberry. Sam knew something was off.
"What's wrong?" Tori went over to him, Dean followed closely behind her.
"Guy has maple syrup for the past 100 Tuesdays all of a sudden he's having strawberry?"
"It's a free country." Dean tells him. "Man can't choose his own syrup? What have we become?"
"No in this Diner, not today. Nothing in this place ever changes – ever. Except me."
Tori and Dean stared blankly at him and little confused.
Heat of the moment. Telling me what your heart meant…Heat of the moment..
"Rise and shine, Sammy!" Dean said perkily while tying his boats.
They done the normal routine as they had for the past 100 or so odd Tuesday's. They went back to the same Diner; they ordered the same thing as they had before. Sam didn't really talk about anything; he just kept his eyes on the man eating the pancakes at the bar. The man pays his bill and walks out of the Diner. When the man finally walks out of the door, Sam gets up and grabs his bag and follows him.
Dean looked over at Tori confused, but he grabbed her hand and pulls her pale sick body out of the booth, following Sam.
"Hey!" The man yells as Sam grabs him pushing him up against the fence.
"I know who you are. Or should I say what?" His voice was harsh.
Tori was sick. She could hardly walk. She was weak. She could feel how pale her body was. She was burning up and her stomach was killing her. The closer she got to Sam and the guy the more lightheaded she got.
"Oh my god, Please don't kill me."
"Sam?" Dean tried to talk to him.
"It took me a hell of long time, but I got it."
"What?" The scared looking man asked Sam.
"It's your MO that gave you away. Going after pompous jerks, giving them their just deserts. You're king love that, don't they?"
"Yeah, sure, okay. Just put the stake down."
"Sam, maybe you should-"
"No!" He yelled at his brother. "There's only one creature powerful enough to do what you're doing. Making reality out of nothing. Sticking people in time loops. In fact, you'd pretty much have to be a God. You'd have to be a trickster."
The boys were too caught up in this man that Sam swore was the trickster to notice how much worse Tori had gotten. She was sitting almost laying on the ground. Her whole body was shaking. Her head was pounding in rhythm with her heart.
"Mister, my name is Ed Coleman, my wife is Amelia. I got two kids, for crying out loud I sell AD space." He was pleading for his life.
"Don't lie to me! I know what you are! We've killed one of your kind before!" He yelled at the man.
The man changed appearances right in front of Sam and Dean. He couldn't believe this. He was right. "Actually bucko, you didn't."
Tori watched Sam question him. Her pain was worse; it was shooting right through her body. She tried to clam herself by pushing it down, but it wasn't working.
"Dean." She said sluggishly.
He looked over and saw her on the ground and ran full force to her.
"Tori. What's wrong?" He was pushing her hair out of her face.
"God, you're fucking burning up."
"I'm having pain that is shooting all through my body. I've never felt pain like this before. This is worse than when I got stabbed and had the broken arm all together." Her breathing was slowing.
The trickster looked around the giant moose looking man that had him pinned to the fence. And saw Dean helping Tori.
"I know you." That caught Sam and Dean attention. Dean went over to the trickster.
"What do you mean you know her? Of course you know her, you've seen her the past 100 Tuesdays." Sam said as he was pressing the stake into his neck.
"Let me go and I'll tell you."
Dean looked over at Sammy and nodded his head. Sam pulled back the stake but keeping it still at his throat.
"You're Tori, correct?" He looked over at her.
"I am."
"I thought I would never see you again."
Dean and Sam exchanged looks of concern.
"What?" She huffed at him.
"You don't know do you?" He questioned her.
"Know what. Listen I know you like to play your damn games and shit. But I'm not in the mood to play right now. I feel like I'm dying."
"You are."
She shook her head at him. Dean shoved Sam out of the way and this time he had his hands on the trickster.
"What the fuck are you talking about."
"I'm not going to tell you anything with that attitude."
"Listen, if you don't want this stake to go in one side and out the other you better start opening your mouth and telling us what the fuck you meant."
"All right. All right. You're an abomination. You're nasty." Dean took the stake and pushed it harder into the man's neck.
"I'm telling you aren't I?" He gave Dean a look. "You're what we call a Nephilim."
"What the hell is that?" Dean asked him.
"It's the offspring of a mortal and an angel." Sam told him.
Dean looked at Tori; he saw how scared she was just by her eyes.
"Why is she so sick?" Sam asked the trickster.
"Because she doesn't know how to control her powers. And when she's around me it goes crazy."
"How does she control it?" Dean growled at him.
"It's actually not that hard. She just needs to focus and basically tell herself that she's not in pain. Her mind is stronger than her body, so whatever she tells it to do it'll do it. Try it sweetheart."
Tori looked up at him, with sweat rolling off her face. She closed her eyes and concentrated on pulling herself together. It took her a couple of minutes, but she was already feeling better, she was able to stand and she wasn't burning up anymore.
"Told you." The trickster smirked.
"Back to business." Sam said as he took the stake from Dean, who still couldn't believe what Tori was.
"So this is fun for you huh? Killing Dean over and over again."
"One – Yes it is fun. And two – this is so not about killing Dean. This joke is on you Sam. Watching your brother die every day forever."
"You son of a bitch."
"How long will it take for you guys to realize you can't save Dean. No matter what."
"Oh yeah? I kill you this all ends now"
"Hey! Whoa. Okay! Look, I was just playing around. You can't take a joke? Fine you're out of it. Tomorrow you'll wake up and it'll be Wednesday. I swear."
"You're lying."
"If I am. You know where to find me."
"No, it's easier just to kill you."
"Sorry kiddo can't have that." He snaps his fingers.
*Music* But you better promise me I'll be back in time. *Music*
Sam rose out of the bed and looked at His brother. Dean was in the bathroom pushing his teeth. And Tori was showering.
"What are you going to sleep all day?"
"No Asia." Sam said looking shocked.
"Yeah I know this station sucks."
Sam gasped as he looked at the clock. "It's Wednesday!" He almost shouted.
"Yeah which usually comes after Tuesday. Turn that thing off would yah?"
"What are you kidding?" Sam said as he got out of the bed excited. "This isn't the most beautiful song you've ever heard?"
"No!" Tori and Dean both said together.
"Jeez, how many Tuesdays did you have?" Dean asked.
"I don't know I lost count." He told him while putting on his button up shirt.
"Hey wait, what do you remember?" Sam looked at Tori and Dean.
"You being wacked out, running into the trickster, Tori being a Nephilim. But that's about it."
"All right, you guys pack stuff. Let's get the hell out of town. Now."
"No Breakfast?" Dean gave him a sad look.
"No Breakfast."
Tori and Dean threw their stuff into a bad and headed towards the car. She threw her backpack in the back seat and walked back to the trunk where Dean was.
"Are we going to talk about yesterday?" She asked carefully.
"I don't know what you want me to say? Did you know?"
"No."
Tori played with her hands not knowing what to say to Dean. She was scared, really scared for the first time in a long time. She didn't feel safe. Even with the Winchester's beside her, she didn't feel like they could help her.
"Listen. I don't know what it is. Hell, I don't even know what it means, but I've got you. You're going to be fine. As long as I'm around nothing bad is ever going to happen to you, you got that?"
She nodded and he pulled her into him. His body against hers made her feel like everything was going to be okay. He took his hands and pulled her face into his kissing her lips gently.
The sound of footsteps approaching the car broke their hold.
"Are you sure we should have let the trickster go?" Dean asked Sam, not taking his eyes off of Tori.
When there wasn't an answer Tori and Dean looked to the side to see a man holding a gun.
"Give me your wallet." He told Dean.
"Whoa, buddy just relax." Tori told him gripping Dean's hand tight.
"I am relaxed."
"Okay, Nobody wants this to end the wrong way. Let's talk about it for a sec." Dean said trying to settle with the guy.
Sam was inside finishing packing when he heard two gunshots.
"Dean! Tori!" He yelled and rushed out of the door.
When Sam made it to the end of the steps he saw Dean and Tori lying on the ground with gunshots right to the heart.
"No. No, No, No, No. Hey! Come on! Not Today. This isn't supposed to happen today! Come on." He closed his eyes tight, hoping to go back to this morning. He knew something was up with nothing happening as he opened them.
"I'm supposed to wake up." He said with tears starting to form in his eyes. And he started crying.
Tori and Dean were dead. Sam didn't know what to do; he drove for about six months hunting for the trickster. He never found him. He took the Impala and drove until he was at his and Dean favorite spot. Sam got out and was on the hood of the car; he took out Dean's Colt 1911 A1 .45 caliber gun and put it to his head and pulled the trigger.
-The End.
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I will post the rest later on this week! I'll finish this one and more into the next one! Haha I hope you guys had an awesome day!
