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vincesbabe: Yes, things will start to develop between Dean and Summer.

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Chapter 13

The sun shone through the window, hitting Sam in the face, waking him up. Sitting up, he checked his watch and saw it was a little past ten, so he threw the covers off him and glanced over at the other bed. Titling his head to the side, he saw Dean and Summer asleep. Dean resting his arm over her waist, holding her close, which made Sam chuckle slightly. Standing up, he reached out and slapped Dean in the leg a little. "Dean, wake up."

"Not now…" Dean mumbled, bringing the cover up more, covering his face.

"Come on, we should get up and get going," Sam said as he walked away from the bed headed toward the bathroom. When he came out a couple minutes later, he saw Dean still has not woken up, which made him sigh. He grabbed some clean clothes, and headed back to the bathroom. Once he was ready for the day, he grabbed his bag and began packing.

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"Dean wake up, man," Sam slapped him again in the leg. When Dean didn't attempt to get up, he grabbed the water bottle he had beside the bed, uncapped it, and then he poured it on Dean.

"What the hell!" Dean yelled, jumping out of bed, looking startled. Summer did the same thing, and the two looked at Sam, who just stood there, amused.

"You're a freakin' jerk, you know that?" Dean told Sam with a look of anger and annoyance.

Sam laughed. "You should have woken up when I told you to," he said before looking at Summer, and saw she got wet also. "Sorry, Sum, wasn't trying to get you wet."

Summer only nodded, not caring, and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. "What time is it?"

"Nearly twelve," Sam told her as he looked back at Dean. "I already packed things up in the car, and checked us out. We should hit the road, I found a new gig."

"Great," Dean mumbled walking away after grabbing some dry clothes, and went into the bathroom.

"You know," Sam started looking back at Summer. "I saw you two asleep in the bed… why is that?"

"Huh?" she looked confused for a moment, but then she remembered. "Oh, that. We were talking last night, and I guess we fell asleep. If you are thinking something happened, nothing did."

"Ok," Sam nodded. "You know… if I didn't know any better, I'd say you stayed here last night just to be around Dean. I see how you two act around each other sometimes."

Summer rolled her eyes. "Nothing is going on between us. I don't like him like that. He's just someone who is a friend, just like you. I think of you as a friend and nothing more.

"Right, that's how I am with you. I think of you as a friend, or even a sister," he then grabbed his laptop bag off his bed and swung it over his shoulder. "I'm going to put this in the car."

"Ok,"

Sam then walked out of the motel room, leaving her there alone, so she grabbed some clothes and waited for Dean to come out of the bathroom. She looked over at the door when she heard it open, and saw Dean walk out in his torn blue jeans, his blue button up shirt, with his grey t-shirt underneath. He walked over to his bag and set the clothes he had worn inside before grabbing his brown leather jacket, and put it on. He faced her, and saw how her shirt is soaked from Sam pouring the water on them.

"You should go get in some dry clothes. I'll be by the car," he told her as he picked up his bag and made his way toward the car. Summer nodded and headed to the bathroom.

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"Alright, so give me the load down?" Dean asked while he gripped the steering wheel with one hand while he let the other rest on his knee, tapping it to the music that played from one of his tapes.

"Ok, so, there's a group of kids who told the police they found two bodies, mauled by something. They check it out, only to find the bodies are missing. There is nothing there. Nothing told them there had been bodies in the first place. The police think it's just a joke. That is until a couple find a body in the woods, mauled. They check it out, and think some kind of animal did it," Sam explained.

"Do they know what kind of animal?" Dean asked glancing at him before facing the road again.

"No, they're stuck. They've never seen anything like this before," Sam told him as he looked through their dad's journal.

"Do you have any theories?"

"Not really," Sam shook his head. "I don't have enough information to make a proper theory about it."

"Well, where is this happening?"

"Utah. The Manti-LaSal... National Forest."

"Looks like we're headin' to Utah," Dean said while he looked through the rearview mirror, and looked at Summer. For the first time, he saw her expression, and her hand to her temple. "Are you ok?"

Sam turned in his seat to face her, and he began to look slightly worried by the way she is acting.

"Yeah," Summer nodded slightly. "Just a headache, nothing more than that," she told them.

"Dean, turn the music off," Sam said glancing at him.

Without protesting, Dean leaned forward and turned the music off. "Do you have anything she can take?"

"Uh," Sam grabbed his bag and began looking through it. "No."

"Ok, the next store we see, I'll stop so we can pick up something for her to take," Dean said raising his eyes to the rearview mirror again.

"You really don't have to do that. It'll go away soon," she said.

"Well, it'll be a hell lot better than suffering with a headache, am I right?" Dean asked.

"Yeah, I guess," she nodded.

"We'll get something for it, so it will go away sooner rather than later," Dean told her. "Just sit tight. It might take a little while before we even find a store."

"Maybe you should lie down, close your eyes?" Sam suggested.

Summer nodded and tried to lie down a little, the seatbelt still around her, and she closed her eyes.

Sam watched her for a couple of minutes, and soon realized she fell into a restless sleep. He turned back toward the front, and glanced at his brother. "It seems like that headache came suddenly. Do you think she's ok?"

"I hope so," Dean spoke, the worry obvious in his voice, and on his face.

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The door to the drivers' side opened, Dean climbed in holding a small plastic bag, and closed the door once he was in. He peered toward the backseat and saw Summer is still asleep. He then looked over at Sam. "Has she woken up at all while I was in there?"

Sam shook his head. "No."

Dean sighed. "I guess I'll just let her sleep and give her the Advil later." He started the engine and backed out of the parking lot, and drove away from the small building.

"I really am starting to wonder why the headache happened like that. I mean, sure, headaches can happen kind of quick, but never that quick," Sam said.

"Maybe later on we should ask her if it's happened before," Dean suggested.

"Good idea," Sam nodded.

The two didn't say much after that, so instead, they sat in silence for a while.

After a long drive, they stopped at a gas station, and grabbed a couple water bottles, a couple things of food, and they got back to the car right when Summer was getting out.

"Where are we?" she asked.

"A couple hours away from Utah," Sam replied setting his drink in the car before facing her again. "How're you feeling?"

"I feel fine, the headache is gone," she told him as Dean handed her a water bottle. "Thanks," she smiled at him while she uncapped it and took a sip.

"Have you ever had a headache like that before?" Dean asked as he took a sip from his own drink.

"No," she shook her head. "I think it might've been from lack of water, or food."

"Well, make sure you drink enough, and eat a sandwich we bought," Dean said. "We can try to make sure the headache doesn't return."

"Yeah, and hopefully it won't," she sighed. "It was kind of painful."

"It looked like it," Sam said. "We were actually getting a bit worried with how fast it came on, and how you looked like you were in pain."

"Well, it's gone, so no need to worry now," she told him before opening back door again to climb in. "We should hit the road again."

"Yeah," Dean agreed and walked around to his side and got in. Before starting it, he looked over at her again. "If the headache happens again, let us know so we can give you some Advil, ok?"

"Alright and thanks."

Dean then put the key in, turned it, and then backed away from the building. Summer took another sip of her water, and ate some of her sandwich, while Sam and Dean did the same thing.

Utah


Dean parked the Impala in front of a motel, got out, along with Sam and Summer, they checked in a couple of minutes later.

The door to the room opened, and the three stepped inside the dark room, the curtains closed, not letting any light in, so Sam turned the lights on, and then they set their stuff down on the beds.

Dean faced them. "Alright, so, Sam and I will go and find out any information we can to start this gig. Sum, you should just stay here, relax. Maybe even find anything on the news or on Sam's computer while we're gone?"

"Alright," she nodded. "I'd rather stay here anyway. I don't see anyone giving us information when there are three reporters… your going as reporters, right?"

"Yeah we are," Sam answered. "It's the best way to dish up info."

"True," Summer agreed.

"Alright, so we'll be back in a while. Stay here, and don't leave," Dean said while he headed toward the door.

"Is that an order, Dean?" Summer asked looking at him.

He faced her again, and laughed a little. "No, it's not. More of a friendly request."

"Really now? It sure sounded like an order," she said.

"Ok, so maybe it was. How about this. Please stay here, and please don't leave?"

"Much better," she nodded. "And since you asked nicely, I'll stay here. Besides, I don't plan on leaving anyway. I don't know where I'd go."

"Good. Come on, Sam move your ass," Dean said walking out of the room.

Sam laughed and shook his head. "Dean and his ordering people around," he said making his way back to the door. "We'll be back soon."

"Alright," she said while sitting down on the bed, taking Sam's laptop out of the bag, and turned it on. Sam then left the room, closing the door behind him.

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The twigs underneath snapped from someone stepping on them as they walked along the pathway in the woods. The wind blew, making leaf's fly around them. They turned around quickly, only to come to face with a creature. Stepping back out of fear, they stared at it, afraid to make a sudden move, and make it angry and jump them. Their breathing quickened as their eyes locked with the creature. After several moments, they finally spun around and took off down the pathway, trying to run, run for their life. The creature ran after them, quickly catching up to them.

"Hey!"

The creature stopped and turned around, and looked at the person who stood a few feet away from it. It growled, showing them its teeth.

They glanced at the person and waved their hand at them. "Get away from here, now!" They hollered at them while they reached for their gun from the back pocket. Pointing it at the creature, they were ready to fire. Only they didn't have a chance when it launched at them, knocking them backwards, hitting the ground with a loud thud and a grunt. They put their arms up, having their hands on its chest and neck, trying to keep it from getting closer to their face. Their strength was becoming weaker by the minute, the creature was stronger than they expected. They turned their head and saw that their gun was too far to reach. They cursed under their breath when they knew they should have held on to it tighter. Looking back at it, they locked eyes, and tried to get enough strength to push it off them. "Get the hell off of me!" It growled at them again and leaned forward while opening its mouth wide, revealing the large teeth. The thing leaned in further, gripping them harder while it sunk its teeth into their neck, which caused them to cry out from the pain that shot through them.

Summer woke up with a start, and slowly sat up. "The dream…" she thought aloud to herself, and then noticed Sam and Dean have not returned yet. She sighed and pushed her hair out of her eyes, and swung her legs over the side of the bed, and stood up. She slowly made her way toward the bathroom when a feeling suddenly hit her, making her groan in pain while putting her hand to her head. She leaned up against the wall, and slid down to the floor, the tears welling up. The pain was almost unbearable to handle. She lied down on her side, bending her legs, her knees slightly touching her chest, the pain continuing, making the tears to finally fall. She prayed silently for the pain and feeling to go away. She also prayed Sam and Dean would return soon.