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" Sam. You are vanishing too" Sam looked at his legs, they were just like Dean's arms.

" What the hell…" Sam said. Both staring at each other, while vanishing.

If you were confused and wondering, in this chapter you will begin to understand a little of my general idea… but not everything! So enjoy!

Carrying on…

Sam and Dean watched themselves while they disappeared, slowly. There was nothing they could do about it. Distantly, they could hear a voice calling their names, a familiar voice. The town around them was fading as well. The mist, the laughs, the darkness.

Everything was going black. It occurred to them, what it felt like disappearing. It was painless and surreal. Just like if you were falling sleep, going from this world to a dream world. They had no control of what was happening.

Even though, Dean tried to reach for Sam and grab his baby brother's hands, he couldn't.

All they could do was to wait until they were completely gone. Black was all they could see and feel for a while.

The familiar voice kept calling for them. It was no longer so distant. The voice became louder and louder. More real at every minute.

Dean could slightly feel someone touching his face, gently at first.

" Dean…open your eyes"

The voice kept calling.

Sam could also feel it, the same touch, the same voice.

" Sam, come on…wake up!"

Dean didn't want to open them; God knows where he would be this time. Where he had reappeared. At least he knew he was no longer vanishing… if he could feel the touch, meant he was back to normal. Probably, in another place.

He was forced to get his eyes opened and get up, when the gentle touch became a hard slap and Sam came to his mind. Had Sam reappeared as well? Or was he still at the other place?

" Sam" he whispered as he slowly got his eyes opened.

" Shhh, easy there, calm down" Said the voice. The hands that slapped his face were now touching his chest.

" Lindsey". He managed to say sitting down and backing up a little. He looked around scared to check where the hell he was this time. To his own surprise, he was back in at the forest, in Nevada.

He got up fast and ran to Sam's side who was still waking up. Lindsey came close to him.

" Stay back!" He shouted. Dean had gotten a little paranoid. Was he really back to Nevada? What was all those places where he had been to? Was that really Lindsey?

Reaching for the back of his pants, he found his gun. He got it and aimed to Lindsey.

" Dean, put the damn gun down! It's me!" She said. Dean looked at his brother. He was beginning to open his eyes.

" Stay where you are. I don't know a damn thing anymore!"

" Dean…where are we?" Sam asked slowly sitting down.

" I am not sure yet. Are you ok?"

" Yeah, just a little headache"

Lin cleared her throat to get their attention.

" This is sweet, really sweet you guys. But we have no time to waste; we gotta get out of here now!"

Dean let go of Sam and aimed the gun steady.

" Listen honey, we've been to some crazy shit, how do I know you are you? How do I know this isn't just another fake reality where nothing makes sense?"

Lindsey folded her arms and gave him a look.

" Are you feeling anything weird? Cold, heat?"

Dean remembered that right before all the craziness he felt all that freezing and his brother all the heat. He shook his head and exchanged a look at Sam, asking him if he was feeling anything. Sam got the message, he shook his too. He was feeling nothing.

" Am I behaving weird?" she asked again.

Dean remembered being slapped in the face when he was waking up. That's was more like Lindsey.

" I guess not. A question though" Dean said, never putting his gun down.

" What happened the last time we saw each other and the first time?"

" We have no time for this you guys! Look around! Can you heard the damn weeping! See the eyes, the shadows! We have to go! Now!" she was getting annoyed.

" Answer the question." Sam said with his pleading eyes.

" Gee". She let out a sigh. " Ok, the first time you helped me with a ghost…then we had sex. The second time we switched bodies, it was a hell of mess to be you. Satisfied?"

Dean gave her a serious look.

Then he smiled and put the gun down. He looked at his brother

" We are back Sam". Sam nodded.

" Great! Can we fucking run bef…" Lindsey could finish her phrase, when a invisible force, followed by the red eyes grabbed her and dragged her fast deeply into the forest.

" Lindsey!" The brothers screamed together and ran after her, trying to ignore all the pair of eyes looking at them.

" I need some serious explanation you know!" Dean shouted at Sam while they ran.

" How did we get back!"

" I don't know, but maybe she does! Come on!" They ran toward Lindsey screams.

You'll never get out of here! They could hear threatening whispers echoing all over.

You can't go far…

Dean felt his legs getting heavy, difficult to move. With great effort, he tried to keep running. He felt like he was losing control of them, as if they weighed 1 ton.

" Sam!" he called for his brother. Sam slowed down and came back to check on Dean when he noticed Dean had stopped.

" I can't get the control of my legs, you gotta go save her".

" I am not gonna leave you, the guns won't work you know that"

" Lindsey probably knows how to get us out, I'll be fine, just go get her".

Sam shook his hand and kneeled beside his brother.

" Dean, your legs are fine, it's this place…you have to fight it".

" I can't alright!"

" Yes, you can, come on…"

Sam was gonna try to help Dean up, when the ground under his feet gave away, and he felt something pulling down, into the dark soil.

" Sam!" Dean grabbed his brother's hand. Using all his strength, he held his baby brother. He couldn't lose Sam, he wouldn't. No stupid force would take him under ground.

" Hold my hand tight, I will try to pull you" Dean wanted to stand up, give his brother a better help, yet he could not. His legs still felt like a stone, he was unable to move an inch from his spot, where he remained knelt. All he could count on was the strength of his arms and Sam's will to fight.

" Dean! It's too strong!" Sam was making a huge effort to maintain his grip and not sink into the soil. Lindsey's screams were too far now to be heard.

You are all gonna die here…we will be waiting…the whispers kept teasing.

The eyes moved fast from one side to another, appearing and disappearing.

You shouldn't have come…you must leave… Another voice, a gloomy, sad voice, was crying over them. It was tender and full of sorrow.

" Don't you dare let go of my hand Sam! We will get out of this! And laugh about it later!"

" I can't hold much longer…" Holding Dean's hand was becoming a hard job, as Dean was pulling Sam out, and something was dragging him down.

" You are stronger than that! Don't give up on me!"

" You are stronger too!" Sam said giving Dean's legs a look. He knew his brother could fight the lack of control. The place was disturbing, puzzling, mind confusing. It was mostly psychological than physical.

" You have to stand up and pull me out, I can't hold. Now Dean!" Sam shouted at Dean, his fingers were slipping from his Dean's hands.

I hope you liked. I know you are still a little confused about what really happened through all these chapters. That was my idea, none is supposed to understand it all in this chapter. Explanation coming up in chapter 8. Thanks for the patience:-) Leave a review!