In the End

by ButterflyMiko

Dean wanted to believe that this was all working towards something. That in the end, there was hope for a future. He just doesn't believe anymore. But then he sees a girl back from the dead and the arsenal she brought with her and starts to have a little hope again!

1. Vision

A woman cried out. She was beautiful, long dark hair, ivory skin, and a giant crystalline gem around her neck.

The jewel was shining and seemed to drag in the light around her, putting her face in shadow.

Sam wanted so badly to see her face. What was she saying? Help?

Xxx

Sam jerked awake. He was in the Impala with Dean.

"Rise and shine, Sammy!" Dean grinned. "We just crossed the state line. We are OFFICIALLY in California now." He patted Sam's shoulder. "Good to be back, eh?"

"Uh…yeah I guess." Sam looked down at his hands. Had he been writing in his sleep? "And it's Sam."

Dean just laughed. "Cmon Sammy give it a rest. You know I'm never gonna stop." He looked over. "You been drawing, Picasso?"

Sam looked down. "I don't think so." He held it up. "It's coordinates."

"San Francisco?" Dean asked after a quick glance.

"Yeah." Sam said, preoccupied. "I saw something. We need to go there."

Dean sighed. "Fine."

Sam knew Dean hated his visions, but it didn't matter. All that mattered was saving that woman from his visions. She looked so familiar…