(A/N): I'mma put up two chapters in a row for more apologies for making you think I abandoned this!
Disclaimer: I only own Sam and Dean in my dreams…and what lovely dreams they are. ;D
Season 1, Episode 14: Nightmare
Sam P.o.v.
Holy crap we're screwed…this Max kid has gone off the deep end and he's gonna kill his mom…He's gonna kill Dean. He is going to kill my brother and I am trapped in this closet and no matter how many times I kick at it that cabinet isn't going anywhere.
"Dean!" I shout to no avail.
Goddamnit…I can't really blame Max for being the way he is…it's how I might be eventually…but he can go to hell if he thinks he's going to kill Dean. I have the vision again, but this time it's more clear and I see the blood oozing out of my brother and something in me just suddenly feels like it's being pulled taut and my mind explodes in pain as I vaguely hear the cabinet scuff against the floor. The door is open…I try not to dwell on that fact as I race up the stairs.
Max is dead…that poor woman is alone now. All of her family is dead. I'm more of a freak than ever and I'm probably going to go crazy soon and turn into a psychotic killing machine. I'm just lucky it hasn't happened yet…
Dean is looking at me funny. I just told him that I moved that cabinet with my mind…and he's making light. Telling me to bend a spoon…It's just so frustrating.
"Aren't you worried that I could turn into Max or something?" I blurt out.
"Nope, no way. Know why?"
"No, why?"
"Cause you have one advantage that Max didn't have."
"Dad? Because dad's not here Dean…"
"No…me. As long as I'm around, nothing bad is going to happen to you." He sounds so assured…
I half-listen as he spouts off some crap about needing to go to Vegas and clean up at a craps table, but all I do is smile and wait for him to finish…before I promptly kiss him. Right on the lips.