Chapter One – What The Hell?
December 29, 2005…3 P.M.….Bowling Green, Kentucky…
Amy wore jeans and a plain white T-shirt as her back rested against the pillow in the back seat. Her body was propped up in the back seat as she quietly slept. A speed bump allowed her body to slowly move to the side so her back was faced to the two in the front seat.
Dean peered in the rearview mirror and stared at her for a moment. His eyes went back to the road as the black Impala took off down the highway. In the past two hours only two cars had been seen driving the opposite way.
The sleeves of his blue shirt were rolled up as Dean continued to drive. He looked to the side and noted his brother sleeping as well. Sam slept in a navy blue Stanford T-shirt and an old pair of jeans.
He couldn't help but yawn and continued down the road.
Her eyes fluttered opened and Amy shifted in her sleeping position. She saw how Sam's head rested against his propped-arm by the window. She noted that he was sleeping and then her attention went to Dean.
She got up slowly and sat straight up in the back seat. Leaning forward in her seat, Amy was directly behind Dean and she slowly wrapped her arms around him, her hands resting on his chest.
Her head leaned against his tiredly and Amy placed a small kiss on his cheek.
"Where are we?" she asked.
Dean sighed and said, "Bowling Green…"
"Are you making that up?"
"No," Dean smiled, one hand on the wheel and the other reached up to touch the arm that was wrapped around him below his neck.
She continued to hold onto him from the back and her eyes were focused on the straight highway along with Dean's.
Amy took a deep breath and asked, "Do you want to pull over? I can drive for a bit."
Dean wanted to comment how that did sound like a good idea. He had been driving for the past four hours while everyone else slept.
"A girl…drive…my car?" Dean mocked. "Not happening."
Amy grinned wryly and said, "You're such a stubborn jackass."
"And you need a mint or gum or something-"
She slapped him on the stomach and laughed at him. Amy tilted Dean's head back slightly so she could kiss him on the area directly beside his mouth.
Dean stared up at her for a moment and whispered, "Go back to sleep. I got it from here…"
"In a minute…" Amy yawned. She rested her head on his shoulder while her arms were still draped around him. Dean continued to drive with one hand while his other hand was placed in Amy's palm. Her eyes closed as Amy let her forehead fall onto his shoulder.
Things had been so different since Christmas Eve. They had one of those soap-opera-dramatic talks and all of a sudden…they had been kissing. Nothing else had been said about their current "relationship"…Christmas had been spent watching movies and drinking. Sam was forced to watch from time to time as the two would steal a kiss and of course he would crack a joke about it. But the look in Sam's eyes told the two that he was happy to see them together.
Dean, holding Amy's hand, lifted her tired fingers and placed a small kiss on her knuckles.
Amy's eyes opened again and she gave Dean a small smile even though he couldn't see it.
She smiled at him slowly and Amy's eyes turned back to the street.
"Dean…" Amy whispered suddenly, her tone rising.
His eyes grew wide as well as the two watched what was coming straight at them.
"Sam…" Dean called slowly.
The younger brother awoke and he jumped back in his seat when he noticed what was advancing in front of them fast.
Dean's foot hit the break but it didn't stop the car going 90 MPH.
Some would say it was a gray fog. But this fog didn't spread out like it should. It was in the shape of a perfect rectangle – right in the middle of the highway. And most fogs didn't have blue and black swirling lights in the center of it.
"What the hell-" Amy screamed but the car continued to drive into it.
The strange fog covered the entire car and the blue and black lightening-type lights continued to flash outside the windows.
Dean continued to press his foot on the break while he tried to regain control of the car. But there didn't seem to be road anymore.
Sam's eyes widened and he yelled, "DEAN!"
The car tires were heard squealing underneath them.
Amy's head hit the side window suddenly as the car impacted with something. Dean's chest was thrown against the wheel while Sam felt himself being pushed against the passenger side door.
The black Impala grew quiet after its collision with the large sign in the road. Blood dripped from Amy's forehead as she lay unconscious in the back seat. Dean's arm was resting around the steering wheel while his head hung low. Sam's upper body lied on the car dashboard while his nose started to bleed. The three were unconscious in the vehicle.
The sign the car had hit read: NOW ENTERING LAWRENCE, KANSAS.
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