Again, this was written for fun. We don't own supernatural, Sam, Dean or the demons. We do own Allie, Collette and Isabelle.
Sam opened his eyes to the sight of yet another dingy hotel ceiling. He'd had a rough nights sleep and was glad it was finally morning. Sam rolled over to one side burring his face into his pillow. He was usually the first one out of bed, but this morning he could hear Dean walking about the room. The smell of fresh brewed coffee filled his nose and he could hear the clinking sound of Dean stirring the sugar into his mug. That's when Sam finally decided to get up.
"Well, look who finally decided to join the land of the living," Dean commented before taking a sip of his coffee.
"Look who's talking. You'd sleep all day if I…" Sam began trailing off.
"If you…"
"If I, my head," Sam stated holding his temples. "I uh… ahhh, I…I"
"Sam," Dean panicked. "Sammy!"
Sam wasn't responding, his mind was taking him somewhere else.
The dark motel room faded away before Sam's eyes. There was a flash of white light and the next thing he saw was the parking lot of a restaurant that he couldn't quite make out. Dean came striding across the parking lot as if he was being chased by someone. Dean was yelling something Sam couldn't quite make out, then he disappeared through the restaurant door. There was another flash of light and Sam beheld the face of a girl, who was sitting in the floor of the restaurant. A tall, dark haired girl was standing over her laughing and Dean stood in front of them shocked.
There was another flash of light and Sam was back in the dingy motel room with Dean sitting in front of him.
"What happen?" Dean questioned looking at his younger brother as Sam regained composure.
"You were being chased into a restaurant," Sam replied as Dean continued to watch Sam.
"By who?"
"I don't know, I couldn't see them. You were yelling something and ran into the restaurant. The next thing I see, I think you run into some girl and knocked her down. Her and her friend were laughing and…" Sam began explaining until Dean interrupted.
"Were they hot?"
Sam watched Dean in amazement. "Dean, you were being chased and you're worried about how hot the girls are?"
"Yeah," Dean replied looking at Sam as if he were crazy. "Sam, maybe your visions are messing up, there's nothing threatening about that. Usually people are in danger in your visions."
"That's just it. I don't get why I had it, nobody was getting hurt and it wasn't a bad vision, I just don't…" Sam responded but Dean quickly interrupted again.
"Then don't worry about it," Dean said as his cell phone began ringing. "You said so yourself that it wasn't a bad vision. Don't get worked up over nothing," he added and then answered his phone.
"Hello," Dean said into his cell but all he heard was a 'click.' Dean looked down at his phone, the signal had been lost.
"What happen?" Sam asked watching Dean.
"Lost the signal," Dean replied standing to his feet. "Get ready, let's go."
Half and hour later Sam and Dean were packed and on their way to their next gig. Shortly after the left the hotel Sam decided to forget about the vision and leaned his head against the passengers seat. Soon after he fell asleep, only to wake sometime later when Dean parked his Chevy Impala.
"Where are we?" Sam questioned rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Monterey Bay, Cali," Dean answered shutting off the roaring engine.
"What are we doing here?" Sam further questioned as his eyes adjusted to the bright sunlight.
"We're just passing through. We're at Wendy's, I'm hungry," Dean answered opening his car door and stepping out of his car.
At the sound of Dean's words, Sam remembered his vision and quickly looked out the passenger window to look at the restaurant's exterior. To his surprise this was the restaurant he had saw in his vision, and he opened the door.
"Dean, come back," Sam called after him.
Dean was halfway across the parking lot, "no Sam, I'm hungry!"
"Dean."
"No!" Dean replied and took off running at the restaurant door.
Sam growled at his older brother and took off after Dean. His vision was coming true and Dean wasn't listening to him. Sam ran across the parking lot and through the front doors to find Dean standing before him, with shock written all over his face.
Just like in his vision, Sam saw a small dirty blonde haired girl sat on the floor of the restaurant , laughing. Once Dean realized Sam was now standing beside him, he turned to Sam and said, "it came true!"
"That's what I was trying to tell you in the parking lot," Sam began as the door to the Women's restroom swung open to reveal the dark haired girl from his vision.
"Allie, what were you…" the girl began, then paused when she realized her blonde haired friend on the floor. "What are you doing down there?"
"Having a party. What do you think happened, Isabelle?" The blonde sitting on the floor replied.
Dean snapped out of his state of shock and immediately put on his charm. He smiled the smile that melted hearts everywhere and held out a helping hand to the blonde on the floor. She looked up at him, smiled and took his helping hand. Once he had helped her to her feet, he continued to smile as he answered Isabelle's question, "I'm sorry, it's my fault. I came running through the door and wasn't paying attention to where I was going. The next thing I know I bumped right into her."
"No, it's okay, it's half my fault. I have a tendency of not paying attention to where I'm going" Allie commented.
"I'm Dean by the way," he introduced himself and then pointed to Sam. "This is my brother Sam."
The girls smiled at the guys. "I'm Allison, Allie for short, and this is Isabelle," the blonde introduced.
As the words left Allie's mouth a taller, blonde haired girl walked up the where the four of them stood. "Did she run into you? She's always running into people," she stated.
"No, I didn't run into him," Allie defended.
"No, she didn't. I ran into her," Dean defended Allie, as a shocked expression swept over this blonde girl.
"Well, there's a first for everything. She's the one usually running into…"
"And this is our friend, Collette," Allie introduced, interrupting Collette. "Collette, this is Sam and Dean."
Collette gave the guys a once over then looked back at Allie and Isabelle. "Come on guys let's go, our food's getting cold," Collette stated and walked away.
"Bye ladies," Dean said smiling at them.
"Bye. Bye Sam."
"Bye," Sam said as him and Dean watched the girls walk towards their table.
