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Title: Fight For Survival
Chapter Title: Chapter Four
Set After: Future Consequences
Summary: Sequel to Future Consequences. Everyone knows Sam's dreams come true one way or another. But this time he had a dream about his own death, and Dean's determined to keep it from happening.
Warnings: Umm... None, I'm pretty sure. Just your basic SN stuff ; )
"Sam," Dean said quickly, looking past his brother and the girl. He grabbed his gun quickly.
Sam turned around, his eyes going wide at what he saw. Jess was standing there in a white gown. Her blonde hair was waving around her face, as though she were underwater. Sam quickly grabbed the gun from his brother. "You can't shoot her!"
"If I remember correctly she's the reason you die!" Dean yelled, grabbing the gun back from him.
Sam looked over at Dean, giving him the 'if you say one more word about you I'll kick your ass' look. "Give me the gun, Dean."
"No!" Dean yelled, staring at Sam like he was crazy. "I'm gonna kill this bitch before she kills you!"
Sam then held out his hand, looking back at Jessica. He waited patiently, then smirked when he heard Dean sighed in annoyance, handing him the gun. "Jess, why are you here?"
Jessica walked towards the three slowly, flickering like a candle. "Sam, I want you to come home with me. Please don't let me be alone anymore…"
Sam walked towards her slightly, and Dean pulled him back. Sam shrugged his older brother off and walked over to Jess. He shook his head. "I'm sorry, Jess, I can't," he said softly.
Jess's eyes became sad. She gently ran a finger across Sam's cheek. "Why not? Don't you love me?"
Tears came to Sam's eyes and he swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat. He nodded. "Yeah, Jess, I love you… I really do… But I can't go with you. I have to stay with Dean. He --"
Jess suddenly looked angry, and her eyes flashed red. "Dean? You have to stay with Dean? The guy who never bothered to call you once while you were at school? The guy who abandoned you?"
"Hey, I resent that!" Dean yelled from behind Sam.
"You would!" Jess yelled back at him. She turned to Sam, shaking her head. "Sam, you can't want to stay with him. This is the guy who I caught you crying about a year after you left home. He --"
"You did?" Dean asked quietly, looking a bit surprised.
Sam sighed and closed his eyes, nodding. He then shook his head at Jess. "I didn't want him to know that."
Jess sighed, crossing her arms. "Sorry, but I was just making a point. Sam, how can you stand to stay with him? Why do you want to?"
"Because he needs me," Sam stated simply, shrugging.
Jess actually laughed, shaking her head. "Dean's a big boy, Sam. He can take care of himself."
"Jess, he's my brother and he needs me," Sam said, crossing his arms. "That's all the reason I need to stay." Jess narrowed her eyes at Sam, then suddenly vanished. Sam sighed and rubbed the side of his face, looking stressed. "Jess…"
Dean looked at his brother for a minute before turning to Anna. "Do you know anything else? Cycle wise?"
Anna shook her head. "No, I don't. But I still want to come."
Dean rolled his eyes and looked over at his little brother. "Sam, she's not backing down."
"Too bad," Sam said, facing the two. "She's staying whether she wants to or not."
"You need me," Anna said, crossing her arms.
"For?" Sam asked, raising his eyebrows. He chuckled slightly.
"To find the hole. Don't let me go with you guys and I won't show you were it's at," Anna said, shrugging. She smirked at the two, looking confident.
Sam sighed and sat down on the bed. He put his head in his hands.
Dean looked at Sam for a moment, then back at Anna. "Anna, I'm sorry, but I'm siding with Sam on this one. You'll just have to draw us a picture or something."
"I can't draw," Anna said quickly.
"Anna, they're only lines to represent pipes. It's not that hard," Dean said, laughing slightly. "So I don't think it really matters if you can draw or not."
"You'd be surprised," Anna said, shrugging. She sat down on the bed. "I'm not giving out any info unless I come along."
"You're really making this hard for us, you know?" Dean shook his head and sat down in a chair.
Anna shrugged, smirking. "Good."
"She can come," Sam said, standing up. He looked over at Anna, nodding. "Just don't get in the way and stay close to me."
Anna smirked flirtatiously, getting up. She walked over to Sam and stood extremely close to him, shrugging. "Deal."
Dean raised his eyebrows. "Ew."
"Ugh, I can't believe I'm in here again," Anna muttered as they made their way through the sewers.
Sam smiled, shrugging. "You're the one who wanted to come along."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Shut up," Anna mumbled. "Ew." She wrinkled up her nose in disgust when she stepped in a big brown pile of… Ew. "I don't even wanna know what that is."
Sam then picked Anna up, holding her in his arms. "Better?"
Anna grinned raising her eyebrows at Sam flirtatiously. "Definitely."
"Okay, I'm gonna puke. And it's not because of the literal shit down here, either," Dean said, stepping past the two.
After a few minutes of the two brothers, Sam carrying Anna, the blondie pointed at a hole in the pipes. "There."
Dean sighed and nodded, walking over to the hole. He realized immediately that if he tried to go through that he'd get stuck. He looked over at Anna. "There has to be some way it gets you guys in and out."
Anna shrugged. "Like I said, I passed out. I don't remember."
"But Marcus might?" Sam asked, looking down at Anna.
Anna nodded. "Yeah. Marcus might. As far as I know he was conscious the whole time."
Sam nodded, then set down Anna on a part of the sewer that was… well, fairly clean. "I might be able to fit through."
Dean faced his brother quickly. "Sam --"
"Don't don't worry," Sam said, smiling slightly.
"But --"
"I can handle this," Sam said, looking his brother in the eye. "I'll be okay."
Dean sighed, then nodded. "Alright, give it a try, Sammy."
"Sam." Sam walked over to the hole and put his arms through it, using them to pull himself through.
Dean rolled his eyes. "Just don't get yourself killed."
Sam stood up slowly, his eyes locked in fear at what was standing before him.
"Good to see you again, Winchester," the demon growled, grabbing his arm. "Glad you came back for a visit." He then put a board over the hole.
"Sam?" Dean yelled, his eyes panicked. "Sam!"
Haley: Boo ya.
Dean: Okay, so you want to kill Sam in this fic, you tried to kill him in Thoughtless Memories, and in Future Consequences… having fun torturing my brother?
Haley: Evil grin. No. Having fun torturing you.
Sam: Raises eyebrows. You say you're torturing him while you're giving me all the pain? How does that work?
Haley: My fanfics achieve one goal and one goal only: To show how much Dean cares for you. Because I'm a sucker for brother/brother moments. Read my Charmed fanfics. They'll tell you the same thing.
Dean: Can you get to the next chapter now so I can save my brother's ass?
Haley: Shrug. Alright. But, just so my reviewers know, my real name ain't Anna; I'm not including myself in these fanfics. I have a really good friend named Anna who's as obsessed with Supernatural as I am, so I thought I'd do her a favor and let her have some romance with one of the Winchester boys. ; )
Dean: Looks over at Sam and mumbles and grumbles.
Haley: Sorry, Dean, she's obsessed with you.
Dean: So it makes perfect sense as to why she's with Sam.
Haley: I didn't want to give her the satisfaction. Heh… Lurff ya, Anna, my Wifey! Innocent Smile. Anyway, review please! Ciao!