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Mickey was awakened early in the morning, by the sounding of a weapon being cocked.
"What the---?" Mickey bolted up.
"Relax, man. I'm just cleanin' my twenty-two," Dean chuckled.
"What time is it?" Mickey wondered groggily.
"Uh...six," Dean answered, looking at his watch.
"In the morning?" Mickey wondered.
"Yeah," Dean confirmed.
"Is Sam still asleep?" Mickey asked with a yawn.
"Yeah. He musta had nightmares," Dean responded.
"What makes you say that?" Micky queried.
"'Cuz otherwise he'd be up before me," Dean answered as a cloth expertly went through the chamber of of the gun. He spared a glance at his younger brother who made a small moaning noise.
"Shouldn't we wake him up?" Mickey suggested.
"No. He doesn't like that," Dean stated.
"You sure?" Mickey checked.
"Mm-hmm," Dean answered.
"No. Jess," Sam said. Mickey's brow furrowed in confusion at the terror in his friend's voice.
"Aw, man. Not again," Dean muttered, abandoning his weapons maintainence.
"'Again'?" Mickey repeated.
"Jess," Sam murmured.
"It's been so long since this particular nightmare, I thought it had finally stopped," Dean responded as he took a kneeling position in front of his brother.
"Jess," Sam said urgently. He began to thrash and Dean quickly restrained him.
"Sam---Sammy. Come on. Wake up, buddy," Dean soothed, barely able to control his his brother's writhing.
"What's going on?" Mick asked.
"It hasn't been this bad for a long time," Dean mused to himself.
"What's happening?" Mickey persisted.
"Jess. Jess! JESS! JESS! NO!" Sam shouted, jerking forward. Only Dean's quick reflexes them from falling on the floor.
"Easy, Sammy. It's okay," Dean soothed. Sam panted shakily. "Easy, little brother," he comforted.
"Dude, am I cursed?" Sam wondered.
"Sammy," Dean said reproachfully.
"But---" Sam began.
"We already talked about this. Remember?" Dean reminded him. Sam nodded.
"Okay, then. Let's all go get some breakfast," Dean declared. With that, he hid the gun and the weapon cleaners, and then they all left.