Chapter 13

Sam wasn't sure what woke him as he sat up in bed and looked around. His heart was racing, and his breathing was short and fast. He looked over to the other bed and saw his brother asleep on his stomach. Being quiet, Sam slipped from his bed and grabbed some sweats before heading into the bathroom to use it and put them on.

His feet were silent on the hardwood floors as Sam made his way down the stairs and to the kitchen. It was still early, so he was the only one up. He got a water from the fridge and unlocked the back door to step out onto the deck. He took a seat in one of the lounge chairs and opened his mind to his surroundings.

Sam stared absently out into the yard as the world passed him by. He was still reeling over seeing their Mom's spirit and that she destroyed herself to save them. Her last words to him bothered him as he mulled them over in his mind. He knew from what the Demon had showed him that she had made a deal to bring John back and that was why the Demon had visited him ten years later and fed him his blood. He wanted to be angry with her but couldn't. She had lost her parents and the man she loved in one night and couldn't bear it.

If only she hadn't come into his bedroom, would she still be alive, and would their lives be totally different? Would the Demon have found another way to kill her? Was she destined to die by the hands of the Demon no matter what? The tranquil feel of the early morning had relaxed Sam and his eyes grew so heavy that he couldn't hold them open. The sun was barely peeking over the trees as life came awake around him. He had not slept good last night so he was still tired and being still had him drifting off into a light doze, his head rolling to the side with his mouth slightly opened.

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The feeling hit him before he was fully awake. Dean rolled over and wiped the sleep from his eyes so he could look around trying to pinpoint what was wrong. It was like a slap in the face when saw his brother's bed rumbled and empty. Dean struggled from the blanket that was wrapped around his legs and stumbled from the bed to the bathroom. It was empty, so he used it and went in search of his brother. He was sure Sam was okay, but still felt uneasy not knowing where he was.

The first rays of a new day had chased away the night, but it was still early. He made his way down the stairs and into the kitchen to find it empty. He went back to the front of the house to see both cars were still parked out front, so that was a good thing. Dean hurried back into the kitchen knowing the only other place Sam could be would be outside.

Dean opened the backdoor and saw his brother's long frame stretched out in a lounge chair snoring. He let out the breath he was holding and backed back into the house deciding to let him sleep.

"Are you going for an early morning stroll?" Missouri asked from behind him making Dean jump with surprise.

"Shit! I mean damn…Wait, crap…Awe hell…" Dean stuttered, giving up on getting the right thing out.

"It's alright honey, I didn't mean to startle you. I'll get some coffee started," she told him. Missouri turned to hide her smile and chuckled at his discomfort. She added coffee to the basket and turned it on before turning to the fridge to take things out for breakfast. "How does waffles sound for breakfast with some bacon?"

"You've read my mind," Dean said. After a moment, he asked, "Wait, did you read my mind?"

"Now Dean, I don't have to read your mind to know what a young, strapping boy likes to eat," she laughed. Missouri got out a baking pan and put racks on it for the bacon. She opened a pack of bacon and draped it over the racks before slipping it into the oven putting it on broil to cook it faster. "Your brother still napping on the deck?"

"How'd you know?" Dean asked looking toward the door.

"I felt him early this morning," Missouri replied. "He seemed distracted and acted like he wanted to be alone, so I didn't bother him."

"It's a wonder either of us got any sleep," Dean mumbled. "I'm not surprised. Seeing our Mom's spirit yesterday threw us both for a loop. She destroyed herself saving us."

"That must have been very hard on both of you dear. But it just shows how much she loved her boys," Missouri consoled him. She added milk to the dry mix and stirred the batter until it was smooth.

Dean watched her move around the kitchen with ease as she checked the bacon and sniffed deeply taking in the aroma of the cooking meat. He sipped on his coffee and thought about what Missouri had said and knew she was right. Their Mom didn't hesitate to take out the poltergeist to save them. What Mom wouldn't sacrifice themselves for their children. He looked up and was pulled back to reality when Missouri spoke to him a little later.

"You should go wake your brother, give him a few minutes to wake up so he can have a hot breakfast with us."

"Alright, yeah, he probably needs to eat," Dean nodded as he pushed away from the counter to head back outside. He paused beside his brother, seeing how innocent he looked laying there. He huffed out a soft sigh and shook Sam's shoulder to roust him. "Hey bro, you stay out here any longer you're going to be covered in dew."

Sam shuddered as he pulled himself from sleep and looked around taking a few moments to realize he wasn't in his bed before looking up at his brother's face.

"Missouri has breakfast almost ready. If you wanna eat it hot you need to wake up."

"Right," Sam said clearing his throat and swinging his legs to the deck. He sat there a moment to let the dizziness pass before accepting his brother's outstretched hand for help up.

They headed back inside to find Missouri was taking up the bacon and cooking waffles. Sam washed his hands and accepted a cup of coffee from Dean to doctor to his liking before moving to the table.

"I'll have your waffles ready in a sec, go ahead and sit down," Missouri told them sitting the plate of bacon on the table.

Sam slapped Dean's hand when he reached across to snag a piece of bacon and got a sour look from him as he stuffed it in his mouth, chewing loudly to annoy Sam.

"Now Dean, quit bothering your brother and mind your manners," Missouri chastised him. She brought two plates over and sat one at each brother. "Eat up boys, there's syrup, fruit or honey for topping. Don't wait on me, I'll have mine ready in a moment."

Dean grabbed the syrup and poured it over his waffle and Sam spooned fruit over his. They began to eat, complementing Missouri on her cooking.

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"I think this will be the last thing we work on; I can tell you are getting tired child. You remember how to center you mind, now close your eyes and take slow, even breaths to cleanse your body," Missouri instructed Sam. They were sitting around the table in her study later that day to continue working on Sam's abilities. "That's it, relax, nice and slow…" she continued. Missouri glanced at Dean to see he was doing the same thing and smiled.

The soft, lyrical voice had Sam relaxing and following her instructions. He let his mind quiet and carefully pulled out of his body to stand by the table. Sam looked at his still body and over at Dean who was slumped in his seat. He looked down at his hands to see he could see through them and looked at his torso seeing the same. He saw Missouri looking up at him with a satisfied look on her face.

"Very good Sam," she praised him in a soft voice. "How do you feel?"

"A little funky, but okay," Sam replied. "Do I move around like normal? Can I walk through walls?"

"No, it's easier. All you have to do is concentrate on wherever you want to be or who you want to see. You will be pulled there and to come back just think of your body and you will be pulled into your body. You're just a projection of yourself, so you can't do anything physical when you are like this."

"Just think of someone…" Sam mumbled as he pictured a face in his mind and suddenly, he was swept away from Missouri's study and found himself standing in a gas station parking lot. He looked around and saw Bobby and his father coming out of the store. He saw Bobby look his way and falter for a moment and knew he needed to leave. Sam was suddenly pulled back in his body and drew in a sharp breath, startling Dean who was still zoned out.

"S'mmy?" Dean slurred almost falling from the chair but catching himself before he ended up in the floor.

"I'm okay," Sam said. He shook himself and wiped a hand down his face letting his mind sync back with his body.

"I think that's enough for today dear. You're coming alone very well Sam," Missouri praised him before blowing out the candle she had lit.

"Did I miss anything?" Dean asked not sure what had just happened.

"No Dean, it's fine," Sam replied sliding his chair back to get up.

"You sure Sammy? Remember no secrets. I want to know."

"You're right Dean," Sam agreed looking down at the floor. "I was able to astral project from my body and I saw Bobby and Dad."

"No joke?" Dean asked his eyebrows going up with the comment.

"No joke."

"Damn Sammy, guess that mean you're moving right along here," Dean offered. "Did it hurt?"

"No, nothing like a vision, it was painless, but I am a little tired."

"Good to know. Why don't we go relax a bit before we go out for dinner?"

"Dean's right Sam, go rest for now. It will get better and will become like second nature to you before long," Missouri said. "You are making good progress. Must faster than I ever expected. Once you are in tune with your abilities, you will be able to use them without even thinking about it."

"Do you think there are other things that will come out?" Sam asked.

"I can't say Sam. You have so much potential in you. Practice on what you know you can do and if there are additional powers, they might show, or this might be it. Don't sell yourself short by any means. Just remember to be true to yourself, you are the one in control."

"Thanks Missouri," he nodded. Sam headed out of the study to find Dean waiting for him in the kitchen. He followed him outside and onto the deck where they sat in the lounge chairs and looked out across the yard.

"What was that?" Dean asked when a humming noise caught his attention and he looked for the source.

"There," Sam pointed to the three hummingbird feeders hanging at the end of the covered part of the deck. "Hummingbirds."

"Those are little things are birds?"

"Yep, they are the only bird that can hover in one place like a helicopter. Wow, look at the colors on that one over there."

"What's the red liquid in the feeders?"

"A sweet water that's like nectar. I don't know if Missouri made it up or if she bought it, but once they find the feeders, they will continue to come back to it."

"How come you know so much about them?"

"I read," Sam shrugged his shoulders as he watched the little birds fight among themselves on who got what feeder.

"Your nerd is showing dude."

"Don't care," Sam sighed settling back and closing his eyes. He opened his mind to all the sounds around him and listened. There was so much chatter that he had never noticed before, it was mind blowing. He drew in some slow breaths of fresh air when suddenly a stench assaulted his nose. "Dude! Did you just fart?" he coughed looking to his brother who was fending innocence.

"What gave you that idea?" Dean asked but couldn't help a small cough and grimace at the smell.

"That's just gross," Sam complained as he got up and moved out into the yard. "You'll drive the birds away with that stench."

"It's a body function bro. Gotta come out one way or the other," Dean called to him and laughed when Sam went to sit in a chair under the shade tree far away from him. Dean sobered and looked to his brother as he slouched in the chair wondering just how much these powers would change him. He would be lying if he said he wasn't worried, because he was.

Dean planned on heading for Bobby's place once Missouri was finished helping Sam and he didn't think they would be here much longer. From the way she talked, he was getting a handle on his abilities and there wasn't much more she could show him. The rest he would have to learn on his own with trial and error. Dean didn't know how powerful Sam could become; he just hoped the wrong people didn't find this out or they might be in trouble. He would do whatever he had to, to keep Sam safe, no matter who or what might come after him.

A/N: The brothers deal with seeing their Mom. Sam works on his powers and Dean is there for him. Thank you for taking this journey and I hope you are enjoying the read. Review would be great. NC