After Dean left, Sam walked up to one of the windows. He picked up a small stool and slammed it into the glass, breaking it. He threw out all of their bags, pulling matches out of Chase's bag, and then turned to Anna and Chase. "Okay, you two out first."
He helped each of them through, and then turned back.
"Dean, where are you!" He called, about to go looking for Dean when suddenly he was thrown into a vision. He saw a young girl getting beat by her father, and then it felt like someone hit fast forward and he saw her mother leaving, and the girl having dreams that started to come true, and then moving things with her mind. Then, on her 17th birthday he saw her running away after her dad got violent again. Just as it felt like the vision was coming to a close, he saw her hunting things, a lot like they did.
Then the vision really did end and Sam fell to the floor. Why was he having visions about a girl? The thought worried him, because the last time he was having visions about someone with powers it was Max…….and what was special about this girl?
"Sam? Are you alright?"
Sam looked over to see Chase standing just outside the window, looking at him curiously.
"Sam!" Dean ran in then. "You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." Sam told the both of them, shaking his head to rid himself of the pain. "Start it and then get out, okay?" He nodded at Dean, passing him the matches, and then went out the window.

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As Sam climbed out of the window, Dean took the matches and walked to the front of the house, striking the match and throwing it. He turned and ran back to the window as the whole place went up in flames.
"Go! Everyone out!" He quickly slid out of the window as the fire began to roar.
And then, just as they were about to run for one of the cars and leave this case behind, Anna was dragged back into the house, her back scraping against the broken glass of the window.
"DEAN! AHHHHHH!" She screamed, terror written all over her face.
"Go! Get out!" Dean shouted an order to Sam and Chase before ducking back through the window. "Anna!"
He searched through the burning house, finding her in the living room, pinned to the ceiling, with blood seeping from her stomach……just like his mother.
"NO! ANNA!" Dean reached up for her, panicking. He reached, his arms stretched high over his head, but he just wasn't tall enough. "No!"
And just as he thought he couldn't stretch anymore, there was a deafening screech and he fell to his knees, holding his ears in pain. As the pain subsided, he found Anna lying on the ground next to him.
"Anna? Anna, can you hear me?" He bent over her as the flames swept around the room. The heat was unbearable as he swept her into his arms, trying to get to the window as quickly as he could.
"Sam!" He called to his brother, passing Anna out to him. Once Anna was safely in Sam's arms, Dean quickly crawled through the window himself. He rolled unto the grass just as the windows exploded outward from the force of the fire. Glass and other debris rained down on all four of them, and each one covered their faces from the falling sharp objects.
"Sam! Chase!" Dean crawled over to Anna, plagued with guilt. She looked so pale and lifeless, her stomach covered in blood. He'd made a mistake letting her go in there….he was supposed to protect her and he had failed.
"Anna, it's Dean, can you hear me?" He pulled her into his lap, stroking her face. She softly whispered his name and Dean breathed a sigh of relief before she passed out.
"Anna!" He lowered his cheek to her lips, listening. "She's barely breathing…" He looked directly at Sam. "Call an ambulance….NOW, SAM."