Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or the characters.
Authors note: Okay. So I was going to upload this yesterday but I forgot about it when I took a sudden interest for Domino. I must have spent at least 2-3 hours watching videos with Domino instead of writing the last few sentences to this story. Sorry bout that.
Nightmares
Dean sighed and said: "Alright. It doesn't matter. Come. Let's get back to the car." He waited until Sam looked at him and nodded before he started to walk away.
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Sam waited until his brother had walked out from the shop before he walked after. The blur was now gone.
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When he later arrived at the car Dean gave Sam the keys and said: "You drive." Dean sat down in the passenger side. Sam walked around the car and sat down in the driver seat. He put the keys in to the keyhole and just sat there staring out the car window. After a few minutes he could feel Dean's eyes on him. He looked at his brother and said: "What?" Dean said: "Are you going to drive or what?"
"Right. Sorry." He looked out through the window again as he slowly turned the key and heard the car engine start. He then placed his hands on the steering wheel and sighed high. He was just on his way to start driving when his brother got out from the car and walked over to his side. Dean opened Sam's door and said: "That's it. Get out. I'm driving." Sam let go of the steering wheel and climbed out the car and walked over to the other side and sat in the passenger seat. He let out a relaxed sigh as Dean drove out from the parking lot. He was happy he wasn't the one driving. He was afraid that the blur would come back and they would get in to a car accident or something.
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After a half-hour in to the drive Sam looked at Dean and said: "Hey. You never told me what happened after you left the motel that day." Dean looked at Sam for a couple of seconds before he looked back on the road again and said: "What is there to say? I found out where it could be a Djin so I went there to kill it and… I lost. That's it."
"Why didn't you ask for my help?"
"Because I was mad at you. Remember?"
"Yeah. Well. I remember that but I don't understand why you were mad." But the truth was that he didn't remember.
"Because you won't believe that I had tried to kill Bobby."
"Right."
"Look. Can we talk about something else?"
"Sure. Like what?"
"Um. I don't know… M&M's."
"M&M's?"
"Yes. Have you never wondered how they do them? Does the peanuts grow up from the ground cowered in chocolate?"
"I don't think so."
"You don't think so. So you mean that it could be like that."
"I don't mean anything."
"Fine. Then I just Google it sometime."
"You do that." Sam saw Dean's lips move but he couldn't hear what he was saying. Dean looked at Sam and said something more but for Sam it was just like he had moved his lips without saying anything. Dean turned his attention back to the road and drove to the side. He turned off the engine and climbed out the car. He walked over to Sam's side and opened the door and dragged him out of the car.
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After a half-hour in to the drive Dean could see from the corner of his eye that Sam looked at him and said: "Hey. You never told me what happened after you left the motel that day." Dean looked at Sam for a couple of seconds before he looked back on the road again and said: "What is there to say? I found out where it could be a Djin so I went there to kill it and… I lost. That's it."
"Why didn't you ask for my help?"
"Because I was mad at you. Remember?" That hadn't been the real reason but there was no need to tell his brother that.
"Yeah. Well. I remember that but I don't understand why you were mad."
"Because you won't believe that I had tried to kill Bobby." Actually he couldn't believe it himself but he knew he had done it.
"Right."
"Look. Can we talk about something else?"
"Sure. Like what?"
"Um. I don't know… M&M's."
"M&M's?"
"Yes. Have you never wondered how they do them? Does the peanuts grow up from the ground cowered in chocolate?" Of course that wasn't the way they where done but he just felt the desperate need to talk about something else than killing Bobby.
"I don't think so."
"You don't think so. So you mean that it could be like that."
"I don't mean anything."
"Fine. Then I just Google it sometime."
"You do that."
"So what do you say, should we stay for the night the next motel that comes or what?" When he didn't get an answer he looked at Sam and said: "Hello. I'm talking to you." Dean turned his attention back to the road and drove to the side. He turned off the engine and climbed out the car. He walked over to Sam's side and opened the door and dragged Sam out of the car. Standing outside the car he said: "Listen to me when I talk to you." Sam looked scared as he said: "Something's wrong with me Dean. I can't hear anything.
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