"HEAT OF THE MOMENT!"

Sam's eyes snapped open at the loud radio.

"HEAT OF THE MOMENT!"

He sat up in his bed panicked and stared around in confusion. Even more confusion hit him when he met Angel's eyes from the bathroom mirror where she was brushing her teeth. She was fine. She was alive. She was acting like nothing was wrong. Angel smiled at him from the mirror before winking.

The radio continued, eliciting more confusion, "Telling you what your heart is!"

Sam blinked and then looked over wide eyed to Dean who was bopping along to the song as he tied his shoes, "Rise and shine, Sammy!" Sam gaped at him before turning his eyes to the clock radio that was playing the familiar song, "Dude. Asia." Sam kept staring at him as he breathed heavily, "Oh, come on, you love this song and you know it."

Dean turned the volume up and started bopping along to the song, exactly like Sam remembered. Sam stared after him as he came into the bathroom to annoy Angel for a second before she slipped out. Later on, Dean gurgled loudly and annoyingly from beside Sam in the bathroom. Sam drank some water, and swished it around. He looked at Dean in confusion for a second before spitting in the sink.

Dean noticed his lack of reaction, coupled with his gaping stare, and spit out his mouthful, "What?"

He frowned, "I don't know."

"You good?" Angel studied him from the doorway, "You're lookin' pretty pale there, little brother."

"No, I think I-" He paused as another confused frown filled his face, "I had a weird dream."

"Yeah?" Dean asked as he scraped his teeth with a fingernail, "Clowns or midgets?"

Angel pushed Dean's arm before tossing a thing of floss at him and looking up at Sam with wide eyes, "Was it spiders? I bet it was spiders." She shuddered as she turned and walked away from them, "I get that traumatized look after a spider dream."

When the three Winchesters walked into the local diner for breakfast the door chimed. A cashier at the register gave Mr. Pickett some change.

"Drive safely now, Mr. Pickett."

"Yeah, yeah."

As Angel and Dean walked toward a booth, Sam followed them slowly as he stared around in bewilderment. Everything in the diner from his supposed dream was the exact same.

"Can't stay unless you order something, Cal." Doris the waitress said as she stopped in front of a man, "You know the rules."

Cal passed her some change, "Coffee."

In the background, Sam stared hard at them as even more bewilderment and confusion hit him.

"Hey. Tuesday." Dean noticed a poster on the wall and pointed at it with a smile completely missing the reaction his words had on Sam, "Pig 'N A Poke."

Angel shook her head as she looked at the breakfast menu, "I don't even want to know what that is."

"Wait, wait." Sam glanced with wide eyes between Dean and the poster, "It's Tuesday?"

Dean frowned a little at his confusion, "Yeah…"

Sam went even more pale at that information.

Angel also threw him a worried glance as Doris, their waitress walked over, "Are you three ready?"

"Yes." Dean nodded excitedly, "I'll have the special, side of bacon and a coffee."

"Uh…" Sam stared tensely at Dean for a minute before answering, "Nothing for me thanks."

"Let me know if you change your mind." Doris smiled before looking at Angel, "For you sweetie?"

"Make that two coffees, please." Angel smiled at her but that smile faltered a little when Sam turned his weird tense and confused look onto her, "And the spinach omelette with a side of bacon as well."

Doris smiled at all three of them before walking off, "You got it."

"I'm telling you, guys, this job is small fry." Dean said with a sigh as he leaned back, "We should be spending our time hunting down Bela."

"Yes, you are absolutely correct, Dean. We should totally get right on that. I mean, good golly, how could that have slipped my mind?" Angel's voice was laced with sarcasm making Dean roll his eyes as Sam yet again gaped in horror at them, "So, where is she again?"

"Shut up." Dean's eyes went to Sam as he was open mouthed gaping at them, "Hey." He snapped his fingers at Sam to earn his attention, "You with us?"

Sam frowned, "What?"

"Sammy…" She turned from beside him to get a better look at him, and he looked like he was gonna be sick, "You sure you feel okay? You're lookin' green, like youre gonna blow chunks or something."

"You dont-" Sam sighed heavily as he looked between them, "You guys don't remember? Any of this?"

She and Dean exchanged odd looks, "Remember what?"

"This. Today. Like it's- like it's… happened before?"

Dean cocked an eyebrow, "You mean like déjà vu?"

"No, I mean like, like it's really happened before."

"Yeah." Angel nodded in agreement with Dean, "Like déjà vu."

"No, forget about déjà vu." Sam huffed urgently and still extremely freaked out, "I'm asking if it feels like, like we're living yesterday all over again."

Dean frowned again, "Okay, how is that not dé-"

"Don't, don't say it!" Sam angrily cut him off, earning wide eyes from both of his older siblings, "Just don't even…"

Doris arrived with a tray with two coffees and a hot sauce, "Coffee, black, and some hot sauce for the- oops! Crap!" Sam noticed the hot sauce wobble on the tray and caught it as it fell, earning a gasp from Doris, and stared at the bottle in his hand for a second before giving it back, "Thanks."

Doris smiled at him as she put down the bottle and left. Angel smiled at him as well, impressed by that catch too.

Dean grinned, "Nice reflexes."

Sam swallowed, frustrated and confused, but didn't say anything further.

After breakfast…

As the three of them made their way down the street the same golden retriever from last time barked and whined at them. Sam stared back at it over his shoulder still in shock.

"Sam…" Angel shook her head, "You need to slow down. You're not making any sense."

"Yeah dude." Dean agreed, "We don't know what the hell you're talking about."

"Okay, look." He hurriedly tried to explain, "Yesterday was Tuesday, right?" Dean and Angel exchanged a wide-eyed look of confusion at his question, "But today is Tuesday too!"

"Yeah. No. Good." Dean mumbled, "You're totally balanced."

Sam's voice rose to a freaked out shout, "So you guys don't believe me?!"

"Jus- just take a breath, Sam." Angel quelled, "You really need to calm down."

Dean laughed a little before colliding with a blonde girl who was hurriedly passing them on the sidewalk.

Quickly she turned to meet Dean's eye apologetically but didn't stop her rush, "Excuse me."

Dean took a second to check her out as Sam turned and gaped at her as well. Only his look was sheer confusion as he freaked out even more.

"Look, it's a little crazy, you know." Dean shook his head, "I mean, even for us crazy. Dingo ate my baby crazy."

"Maybe you're freaking out over nothing." Angel offered, "You could've had another psychic premonition."

"No, no way, way too vivid. Okay, look, the three of us were at the Mystery Spot, and then-"

Angel cocked a brow at him as he trailed off, "And then what?"

Sam frowned, not wanting to say anything further, "Then I woke up."

The three of them passed the two movers that were trying to fit the oversized desk through the small doorway.

"Told you it wouldn't fit!"

"What do you want, a Pulitzer?!"

"Wait a minute! The Mystery Spot." Sam said in a hurried realization, "You think maybe it-" He sighed tensely again, "We gotta check that place out." He turned to them hurriedly, "Look, just - go with me on this, okay?

"Okay, okay." Angel conceded as Dean rolled his eyes in a 'yes' fashion, "We'll go tonight after close. That way we can get ourselves a nice long look."

"Wait, what?" When Sam realized what she said he whipped around hurriedly and stopped them from walking as he worriedly shook his head at her, "No!"

She frowned and shook her head, "Why not?"

"Uh…" He looked between them and fidgeted, not wanting to say anything further, "Let's just go now. Right now. Business hours, nice and crowded."

Dean shook his head as he looked at him like he'd gone nuts, "My God, you're a freak."

"Dean!"

"Just, yes, whatever." Angel waved between them dismissively, "Let's just go now."

Dean huffed ahead of them with an eye roll. He looked to his right as he crossed the street, Sam and Angel walking a few feet behind. Suddenly a car slammed into him from his left making him become airbound. Sam grabbed Angel back as the car swung past them and skidded to a stop with screeching tires.

"Oh my god!" Angel screamed in horror as their brother's body hit the pavement in an unnatural way, "Dean!"

"Dean, no, no, no." Sam yelled as they rushed over to him, "Come on, Dean."

Dean had blood on his face and wasn't moving at all as Sam turned him over and held him. Sam looked over and saw Mr. Pickett leaning out of the now-stopped car. Angel cried as she held up her brother's limp head and a whimper left her lips.

"He's- He-" Her tear filled eyes met Sam's terrorized ones, "He's dead, Sammy."

The next Tuesday reboot…

"HEAT OF THE MOMENT!"

Sam's eyes snapped open yet again and he immediately sat up to stare around the motel room.

"HEAT OF THE MOMENT!"

The same things played out from before. Angel was in the bathroom and she smiled before winking at him as she brushed her teeth. Dean was sitting on the other bed, perfectly okay, tying his shoes.

"Rise and shine, Sammy!"

A little while later Dean was once again beside him gurgling loudly and annoyingly as Sam watched in freaked out confusion. He gaped in confusion and horror as he watched both of his older siblings go through the same morning routine for the third time. Their morning was the complete same, down to the dialogue and all the interactions that the locals had at the diner. What was even worse for Sam was that everytime he brought this strange eerie Groundhog Day up to Dean and Angel they had no idea what he was talking about. It appeared he was going through the replay by himself.

"Hey. Tuesday." Dean noticed a poster on the wall and pointed at it with a smile, "Pig 'N A Poke."

Angel looked over the breakfast menu that was on the table, "I don't even want to know what that is."

"Okay, would you guys just listen to me, please?" Sam gasped out hurriedly as he pleaded with his eyes between them, "'Cause I am flipping out!"

Doris walked over with a smile, "Are you three ready?"

"He'll take the special, side of bacon, coffee, black. She'll take the spinach omelette, side of bacon, black coffee as well." Sam answered hurriedly as he fidgeted in his seat beside Angel getting wide looks from her and Dean, "Nothing for me, thanks."

Doris gave him a look as she tapped her pen on the pad before nodding and turning around, "You got it."

Dean smirked as he leaned back in the booth and put his arm up, "Sammy, I get all tingly when you take control like that."

"Quit screwing around, Dean!"

Dean's eyebrows shot up as Angel turned to him worriedly.

"Hey, we're listening to you, little brother." She put a hand on his back as she looked him over, "We are. Now, one more time. You said you think we're in a…"

"Time loop."

Dean nodded, "Like 'Groundhog Day'."

"Yes!" Sam replied in relief, "Exactly! Like 'Groundhog Day'." The two of them shared a look with each other that read uncertainty making Sam sag in his seat again, "You don't believe me."

"It's just a little crazy." Dean chuckled, "I mean even for us crazy, you know, like, uh-"

Sam finished his statement, "Dingo ate my baby crazy?"

Dean frowned, "How'd you know I was going to say that?"

"Because you said it before, Dean. That's my whole point!"

Doris interrupted them yet again, holding a tray, "Two coffees, black, and some hot sauce for the- whoops! Crap." Sam caught the hot sauce and handed it back to Doris without looking, "Thanks."

Doris put down the hot sauce and left as Dean's eyebrows rose, "Nice reflexes."

"No." Sam's grim face returned, "I knew it was going to happen."

"Sammy…" Angel sighed and shook her head, "I'm sure that there's an explanation for all-"

"You guys are just going to have to go with me on this!" Sam snapped, "You just have to, you owe me that much!"

Dean put his hands up, "Calm down-"

"Don't tell me to calm down! I can't calm down! I can't because-"

When he cut himself off and took a pained sad breath Angel pressed, "Because what?"

He looked from her to Dean as sadness overcame him. Tears filled his eyes as the past two deaths replayed in his head.

"Because… Because today, one of you dies."

"Sam, we're not gonna die." Dean shook his head, "I mean Ang still has time left and I-"

"Twice now I've watched you guys die. First Ang and then you, Dean. I can't- I won't do it again, okay?" He looked between them pleadingly, "You guys are just going to have to believe me. Please."

Angel frowned as she and Dean studied the broken look in his eyes. Whatever he was experiencing was spooking him bad enough to where it was leaving his eyes haunted and desperate.

"Look, I still think you're nuts." Dean shrugged as he and Angel shared a look of agreement, "But okay, whatever this is, we'll figure it out."

Sam nodded unhappily at that as their food was delivered. After finishing up they walked out of the diner where the golden retriever barked at them as they passed. Then, right on time, Dean collided with the blonde girl and watched her walk away.

"Excuse me."

Right after the blonde they passed the struggling movers.

"Told you it wouldn't fit!"

"What do you want, a Pulitzer?!"

After listening to the rest of Sam's theory Dean shook his head, "And you think this cheesy-ass tourist trap has something to do with it?"

"Maybe it's the real deal, you know? The- the magnetic fields bending spacetime or whatever."

"I don't know." Dean shook his head dismissively again, "It all seems a little too 'X-Files' for me."

"Well, I don't know how else to explain it!"

"Just chill out, Mr. Jittery. Chill out." Angel huffed, "We'll go tonight after they close. That way we can get ourselves a nice long look."

Sam grabbed her arm and stopped the three of them from walking, "No no no, we can't!"

She frowned, "Why not?

Sam took a steadying breath before stuttering, "Because y- y- ou-"

"I what?" Sam stayed silent and realization came over her, "Oh… I die there?"

"Blown away, actually."

Her eyes widened at that, "Huh…"

"Okay, yeah." Dean nodded in agreement as he stressfully clapped his hands, "Let's go now."

As he started forward, Sam rushed past Angel and after him. He grabbed Dean just before he ran into the street.

Mr. Pickett's car zoomed past, "Stay out of the way!"

Angel rushed over to her brothers and stared after the car in shock with them, "Holy crap!"

Dean laughed in shock until he saw the grim look on Sam's face, "Wait, did he-?"

"Yesterday. Yeah."

Dean pursed his lips in interest, "And?"

Confusion filled him, "And what?"

"Did it look cool, like in the movies?"

Angel rolled her eyes as irritation filled Sam, "You peed yourself."

Dean's smile was instantly wiped from his face, "Of course I peed myself." He became uncomfortable as embarrassment filled his voice, "Man gets hit by a car, you think he has full control over his bladder? Come on!"

Angel chuckled at that as they went to cross the street, Dean carefully looking both ways before doing so.

At the Mystery Spot…

"You know, I can't tell you how much I appreciate this." Mr. Carpiak grinned between the three of them, "We could use all the good ink we can get."

Sam nodded stiffly, "How long have you owned the place, Mr. Carpiak?"

"Well, my family's been guarding the secrets here since…" He flashed another grin at Angel, who frowned at him, as she jotted things down on her pad of paper, "You don't want to know when."

"So you'd know if anything strange happened."

"Strange? Strange happens here all the time." He chuckled, "It's a Mystery Spot."

"What exactly does that mean?"

"Well, uh…" He nodded slowly, "It's where the laws of physics have no meaning."

Sam started to get angry, "Okay, like how?"

Mr. Carpiak grinned widely at Sam, "Take the tour."

Sam's furious look turned to Angel and Dean, the latter of which took over, "The guy who went missing, Dexter Hasselback, he take the tour?"

"Uh…" Mr. Carpiak chuckled stiffly as he turned to Dean,"Hold on a minute, what kind of article is this?"

Sam bristled again, "Just answer the question."

"The police scoured every inch of this place. They couldn't find that man. I never seen him before." He motioned around, "We're a family establishment-"

"Listen to me." Sam barked as he got in the owners face, "There is something weird going on here. Now do you know anything about it or not?"

"Okay, look…" Mr. Carpiak nearly shook under Sam's intense glare, "Guys, um, give me a break. I bought the joint at a foreclosure auction last March, alright? Hell, I used to sell bail bonds.

Sam continued to stare at him, stony-faced so Angel came over and patted his back, "Okay, Kojak, come on." She motioned to Dean as she started to steer Sam outside, "Let's get some air."

Later on that night…

"Well, I hate to say it, but that place is exactly what I thought." Dean shook his head as he walked beside Angel on the sidewalk, "It's full of crap."

"Then what is it, Dean?" Sam huffed panickedly close behind them, "What the hell is happening to us?!"

He frowned, "I dont know."

"Lets just go through what we know, alright?" Angel cleared her throat as stopped them from walking so she could think, "So, every day either me or Dean dies."

"Yeah."

"And that's when you wake up again, right?"

"Yeah."

"So let's just make sure Angel and I don't die." Dean offered, "If we make it to tomorrow, then maybe the loop stops and we can figure all this out."

Sam relaxed a little, "You guys think that could work?"

"Sounds plausible to me. Worth a shot, anyway." Angel shrugged, "Lets just pick up some dinner and head back to the motel. We could lay low there until midnight."

"Works for me. Sam?" Sam nodded hopefully, but he was still shaky and full of anxiety, "Good. Who wants Chinese?"

Angel and Dean started walking again and each got two steps before being flattened by a falling desk. The movers, one holding the other end of the snapped rope and the other up in the window, stared at the scene in horror. Sam, shocked and breathing heavily, also looked at his brother and sister as despair filled him.

The next Tuesday reboot…

"HEAT OF THE MOMENT!"

Sam's eyes snapped open at the loud radio.

"HEAT OF THE MOMENT!"

Sam once again sat up in bed and stared around. Angel smiled and winked at him from the bathroom mirror as Dean sat on the other bed, tying his shoes.

"Rise and shine, Sammy!"

Sam shut his eyes and laid back down as he tried to breathe through the anxiety riddling despair coursing through him.