Chapter 7: On the Road Again

After stopping at another motel to sleep, the brother were up again the next day driving the open roads. Dean was driving again and Sam was sound asleep in the passenger seat. The music was playing low and Dean was tilting his head from side to side to keep his neck from stiffing up. Once he was done he turned toward his brother, who was shifting in the seat, and bit his lips. Last night Sam couldn't go to sleep because he was dreaming and kept waking up from them. Dean would hear him mumble something but couldn't quit make it out. He was worried for his little brother and there was nothing he could do to stop his brother's nightmares. He wished he could take the nightmares away from him, but it's something Sam will have to do on his own. He glance back to road and sighed in what his brother is going through. Sam tossed again in the seat as the images in his head kept flashing over and over. Images of a man screaming and a dark figure standing behind him. Another one of his brother, Dean and someone holding a knife behind his back. And one of a young woman, whose back was turned away so he couldn't see her face was holding something but what he don't know. And then his father. His father was just standing there, looking off in the distance. The images played over and over in that order and Sam's eyes snapped open. He lifted himself up from the seat and looked around. He found himself in the car, daylight, and his brother driving behind the wheel. His brother looked him up and down before saying something.

"You're alright, you seem like you seen a ghost or worst your face," Dean smiled to his own joke.

Sam was still just waking up from his dream and wasn't in the mood for laughing. This dream meant something but he couldn't get his fingers on it.

Noticing his brother wasn't smiling, he dropped his and put on a serious look.

"What's up," Dean said wanting to know.

"Nothing, it's just this dream I had. It was weird."

"Weirder then the other dreams you've been having?"

"I don't know. It's like they were coming in pieces, short version of them and then going to the next one. I don't get it. They never happen like that before."

"Well, tell me about them, maybe I can help or at least try."

Sam looked over to his brother and saw the interest in his face. His brother never wanted to know about his dreams before, but that's because he would always tell him about them or they usually be about Jessica. Why the interest, he don't know but he better say something soon because Dean was getting impatient by the second.

"Well spill it Sammy."

"Okay let's see," Sam said trying to recall his dream. "Everything was dark. It was like I was in an abyss or a black hole. The feeling was strange and uncomfortable. Suddenly a man with dark hair was screaming and this figure, standing behind him was almost like it was watching the man scream. Then it came to you..."

"Me, you dream about me Sammy," Dean smiled. "I didn't know you admire me that much." Sam frowned and then went on.

"You were just standing there and someone was behind you holding a knife behind your back, Then it flip to a woman.."

"Was she hot." Sam gave Dean a annoyed look and he turned his head back toward the road.

"This woman was standing with her back facing me and she was holding something but I couldn't see. And then the final thing in my dream was dad." Dean turned his head toward Sam but didn't say anything. "Again, like you the girl and the dark figure, he was just standing. Doing nothing but staring." There was silence among the boys.

"Wow, freaky. Good luck Sherlock on figuring this one out,' Dean said not looking at his brother.

"It won't be easy."

Dean looked at his brother from the corner of his eyes and seeing that Sam was still pondering over his dream. Dean knew he had to do something or they would be sitting in the car in silence.

"How about we stop somewhere? You know get something eat. You starting to look thin and well, Sammy I'm starting to get worried."

Sam gave Dean a half smile before shaking his head. They stopped at a small diner up the road and got out. They walked in and was greeted with on-looking eyes. Dean found a booth and sat down.

"Talk about your welcome wagon," he smiled but was once again smiling alone. He shook his head and grabbed a menu off the table. "Okay."

They looked down at the menu before a young woman came to take their order. Dean was the first to look up and spotting the pretty dark head. He smiled his gorgeous smile and she smiled back. Sam look from his brother to the waitress and rolled his eyes. How many times are they going to go through this, he thought to himself.

"Can I get a glass of orange juice please," he said trying to get the woman's attention. She wrote down his order and then looked back at Dean.

"What about you, handsome," she flirted.

"I'll just have a cup of coffee."

She wrote it down and left to get their drinks.

"Honestly Dean, do you have to flirt with every girl you meet?"

"Yes," he smiled. Sam rolled his eyes for the third time today.

The woman set the glasses down and they told her what they wanted and she left to go get it fix. The tv was playing behind Dean and Sam was watching it. It was either watch him flirt with the waitress or the news. It was talking about a missing man from South Carolina going missing. He was last seen at Beny's Auto and Repair shop and last place was at his home. The week he went missing was two days ago and police are thinking he has been kidnapped like the other five victims from different states. It showed a picture of the guy and Sam froze. It was the guy from his dream.

"Dean turn around.'

"Why?"

"Just do it."

Dean turned around to see what Sam was looking at. Once the news was through he turned back to his brother. Sam was now in a state of shock, but not to much since he's use to his dream coming true.

"Sam, what is it?"

"The guy, the guy on the news was the guy in my dream," he whispered.

"Are you sure."

"Yes."

"Well, you know what that mean. We're going to South Carolina," Dean said shaking his head.

The waitress came back with their food and Dean moaned. "Sorry, but could we get it to go," Sam said getting up from the booth. The woman nodded and went to go get a box for their food. When she came back, Dean had already paid for the food and put a tip down for the woman before grabbing the food from her. She waved a flirting good-bye at Dean and he just smiled at her. They ran back to the car and jumped in. Once he started the car, they were off on the road to South Carolina.

AN: Well that was the chapter, what do you think. It's going to be awhile for me to update onlybecause of the weekdays. I'll probably have another chapter up by thursday. I hate that I had to do. Thanks for your reviews and please read and review.