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Here we go.
"Ohhh." Dean groaned when the alarm went off at 5:00 am. "Man I don't care how early you go to sleep 5 am gets here waaay to early." He thought.
The answering groan from the other bead followed by the sound of flesh hitting plastic let Dean know that Sammy was up as well.
"Dibs on bathroom." Dean groaned out as he rolled out of bed and went to relieve his aching bladder. Forgoing a shower since they were going to be on the water all day he quickly did his business and exited to find Sammy sitting up waiting to go in after Dean finished.
Neither brother bothered to try speaking to each other first thing in the morning. Their line of work had naturally conditioned the boys to be nocturnal, so neither man was very spunky first thing in the morning. Once Sam finished up in the bathroom both boys went in search of coffee as quickly as possible.
After loading up with two large coffees, and an additional thermos full the boys headed towards the boat marina to go on their fishing expedition. The found the boat right at 6:00 which was a good thing considering the Captain didn't look the type to take kindly to people arriving late.
Standing at the helm of the boat, he looked like he'd lived hard and been put away wet. Skin that was so tanned it looked like leather with a grey stubble on his chin and piercing blue eyes; he reminded Dean so much of the sea captain from "Jaws" that he actually stopped for a second with a feeling of foreboding. Grabbing Sammy's arm and talking quietly out of the side of his mouth as they walked down the dock towards the boat Dean said "Hey Sammy, your shining hasn't gone off about any great white sharks waiting to eat us has it?"
"Dude are you sure this whole psychic thing isn't catching, because I was just thinking the same thing. To answer your question though, no, no premonitions of certain death should we get on the boat." Sammy answered back just as quietly.
"OOOkay" Dean whispered back as they got to the boat. Then of course because trying to repress the smartass part of his mouth would have made Dean's head explode he shouted out. "Ahoy captain." With a smirk firmly on his face.
The Captain rolled his eyes and said in a voice filled with gravel "I'm assuming you boys are the Winchester brothers. Come on aboard fish wait for no man. The names Jim feel free to call me Captain, Jim, or Captain Jim if it be your liking. You boys been out deep before?" The friendly tone and good humor in such complete contrast to the physical characteristics that Dean and Sam just stood there a moment before answering.
Sammy recovered first. "Uh first time for my brother Dean. I've been out deep, but never done any fishing, just went for the ride. My name's Sam"
Captain Jim grinned and said "Well you boys are in for a treat. Get on board and watch your step and let's take her out. Dean, since you've never been out before I recommend going ahead and taking a Dramamine just so you don't have to worry about it later. I've got some upside. Wouldn't want your first fishing trip ruined by some seasickness.
"Sure, whatever you say. You're the expert, I'm just here for the ride." Dean answered back still a little wary of the affable Captain.
"Don't worry sonny by the end of the day you'll have sea legs that will rival a fish.
Come on up topside and let's steer her out while I go over the rules of deep sea fishing and what's included in the package you and your brother purchased." Captain Jim boomed as he turned and led the two brothers up a short flight of stairs that rose above the main deck to a bird's nest where the steering and navigational equipment were located. There was an additional set of stairs leading below deck as well, that the guys were curious to explore as well. "You can go below deck and look around as soon as we get out of the harbor." Captain Jim said knowingly to them without even looking behind as he climbed the stairs up.
After making sure both men had their feet underneath them Captain Jim started the engines and began to lead the boat out of the harbor. As he was doing this he gave the brothers a rundown on the boat and how the day was planned. "Aright boys, this here boat is the "Hattares Harlot." She's a 35-foot beauty built to maintain up to a crew of 6. Cabins are below deck with a kitchen living area and only one bathroom. As per your instructions this is an all-inclusive trip. We've supplied the rods and reels as well as great lunch, with liquid refreshments as well. I tell you boys there's nothing like sitting in the sun with a rod in your hand and an ice-cold beer in the other. Now we are going to be doing some deep sea fishing, so once we get out a bit I'll get you boys hooked up to your harness and show you how to work your rods. We'll be trawling which means I'll be up here driving while you boys will be fishing off the stern. My first mates down stairs getting everything set up. Her name's Lisa, or you can just call her Mrs. Captain Jim since she's also my misses. For right now hold on to your seats, cause we're about to head out of the sound and into the ocean and it's going to get choppy for a little while till we break the surf."
The boys grabbed seats and prepared for the upcoming day of new experiences. Captain Jim was good to his word, and it wasn't an hour later that both Dean and Sam were sitting at the stern harnessed in with rods and a beer. Dean couldn't help but think again "Boy Captain Jim was right this is the life." Looking over at Sam, Dean couldn't help but let out a laugh. "If Sammy was a cat he'd be purring." In fact at that moment Sam did remind Dean of a cat. A great big jungle cat soaking up the sun utterly content.
"What's so funny jerk?" Sam asked without even opening his eyes. Perfectly content to not catch a single fish all day if it meant he didn't have to move.
"Nothing, just feeling happier then I've felt in a while I guess. Old Captain Jim was right about this being the life. Man what a way to make a living." Dean answered back contentment lacing his voice.
"You are not wrong brother, you are not wrong." Sam answered back as he stifled a yawn.
"Hey Sammy boy you mind answering something that's been bugging me since Chicago?" Dean queried. Not wanting to break the peacefulness that they were enjoying, but at the same time needing to know the answer.
"I can't promise, but ask and I'll tell you." Sam said sensing his brothers need to ask whatever was coming. "Boy they weren't kidding with the whole practice makes perfect thing were they. This psychic thing is getting easier. And boy do I need to let Dean in on the fact that I can read him soon."
"What changed your mind? I mean one second you're ready to leave and go back to school, and then the next your telling how you've embraced your visions and your not going anywhere. I mean I'm not trying to look a gift horse in the mouth, you know I want you to stay, I was just wondering what changed your mind?"
Looking at Dean, Sam knew he needed to not only answer this question, but also answer it as honestly as possible. "Your right, you need to know the answer. You remember how I told you I was getting better control on the visions?" At Dean's affirmative nod Sam slowly continued knowing that Dean would be upset that Sam hadn't shared this information sooner. "Well when I told you I had that epiphany in the shower I wasn't totally honest with you. You see when we were in Chicago and saw Dad when I had my hand on his shoulder before he left something happened."
"What." Dean asked when Sam stopped and stared into space for a minute.
Taking a deep breath Sam replied, "I read Dad."
Looking confused Dean queried, "What do you mean, "read"?"
"I mean I had a psychic moment where I read Dad's mind." Sam answered waiting for the upcoming explosion.
"You WHAT!" Dean shouted. "Why am I just hearing about this now? What did you read? Did it happen again? Have you read me?" Dean's questions shot at Sam with the speed of a machine gun.
Holding his hands up as he turned to look Dean in the eyes Sammy said, "I'm sorry it's taken me so long to tell you, but it was a lot to process, and I wasn't sure what was happening at first. It didn't hurt which is why at first I thought it was just wishful thinking. It was only when the vision hit in the shower that I made the connection to desire. When we were saying goodbye to Dad I wanted to know so badly what he was thinking that I must have somehow accessed the gift without even realizing it. I wasn't even sure it was real. Secondly, yes I have read you? Before you get mad it was unintentional again. I'm still not in total control, but it does seem to get easier with practice. I want you to know I would never invade your mind intentionally without telling you first. I didn't get much, just the occasional flash of feelings. I was going to tell you on this trip I promise, I was just waiting for the right time. That being said to answer your initial question that's what changed my mind. I told you I dreamt of Jessica's death the week before it happened and did nothing to stop it. Bottom line now that I know the visions are real there is no way I could live with myself if I didn't do everything in my power to make sure they don't come true. My desire to have a normal life cost me someone sweet and innocent and wonderful and true. No matter how much this might not have been my first choice it is my destiny. "
"Now that being said as well that doesn't mean my way of hunting might not be different then yours and dad's." Sam continued taking a breath to push back once again the guilt that came every time he thought about Jess. "I would still like to settle down somewhere. I'm not talking about permanently, but maybe a home base of operation. I would like to earn some income that doesn't potentially involve getting arrested if at all possible as well. Not to mention I would like to go back to school simply because I like to learn. I'm good at it, and it doesn't have to conflict with hunting. Research is a huge part of what we do, and I like the fact that the information I gain makes the hunting easier for you and hopefully in the future dad." Finally running out of breath Sam stopped and looked at his brother waiting for his reaction.
Dean sat there staring off into the ocean for a good five minutes thinking about what Sam had told him. "Talk about ask and ye shall receive." Thought Dean. "Well, thanks for telling me." Dean said. "I guess I can understand you wanting to settle down someplace, and let's face it you are the geek boy in the family. It actually does sound kind of nice to have someplace to call home even if you aren't there every day." Then taking a deep breath Dean prepared to address the whole psychic reading. "As far as the reading goes, I'm not going to ask what you got off dad, or me but I am going to ask that in the future if you read me, even accidentally that you let me know right then." Dean said firmly as he stared right at Sammy "I don't blame you for wanting to wait, I sure as hell wouldn't know how to have brought it up either, but I'm glad I know now. "
"I promise Dean." Sam stated emphatically. "The second it happens I will let you know."
"I know you will Sammy." Dean said still somber. "I also think it's important that we practice as much as possible especially now that we're not in any life or death situations. So starting tonight we're going to go back to the Oceanic and you're going to read all the hot girls and help your big brother get laid." A smirk finally crossing Dean's face as he waited for Sammy to register what he'd said.
When it finally sank in Sam stared at his brother for a second seeing that familiar smirk and said, "I guess that's the least I owe you jackass." And started laughing hysterically.
Joining his brother Dean knew they wouldn't actually use Sammy's gifts to pick up chicks, but boy were the possibilities there. And through his laughter said, "As long as we're clear bitch."
Their laughter ringing out over the clear blue ocean as the two brothers faced up to yet another family demon with their usual method of seriousness, and sarcasm. Knowing that the days ahead would be full of even more revelations and surprises that they would have to face together if they were going to conquer them.
To be continued.
Wow! I wrote 4 ½ pages. Unbelievable. Don't worry more's coming we've got to focus Sam's gifts so he can kick some serious demon ass. Wait for it. I'm going to the beach as soon as I get off work tonight, so don't expect and update until Tuesday sometime. Please review. I really do live for them. Otherwise you might have a longer wait for chapter five.
Have a great weekend.
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