May the Circle... chp 6
A young woman, her fear emanating from her in waves, ran through the woods... it was completely dark, trees surrounded them... shadows seemed to move freely... she looked over her shoulder in fear, then started running harder... a tree root hooked her foot and she went down... warm, rancid breath crept up her neck... hot drool dripped onto her face... a bloodcurdling scream rent the air before being cut off as her life was taken...
Sam gasped and opened his eyes, blinking in the low light. He realized that he was laying down and frowned when he noticed Dean leaning over him, looking more worried than he'd seen him in a long time. "What's wrong?" His voice was low and raspy.
Dean sighed. When he'd seen Sammy start to have the vision, he knew what to expect. What he didn't expect was for his other brother to sit down and start drawing what Sammy was seeing in his vision. It had unnerved him to no end and then Tommy had just collapsed when the vision ended along with Sam. Without saying anything, Dean showed Sam the drawings Tommy had done.
As he looked over the drawings, Sam could barely believe what he was seeing. One of the websites he'd found had said that a person with telepathy that held a bond with another could do such things, but to see it for himself. He could understand now why his dad had been so freaked eight years ago and wondered again what had happened on the hunt where he and Dean had gone one way with their Dad and Tommy going the other. The night that preceded the day when their brother was sent away from them. He looked up at Dean and sighed.
"Tommy drew these, didn't he?"
"Yeah, he grabbed the pencil and paper from his jacket. I didn't even know what the hell he was doing until he had started drawing." He handed his baby brother two aspirin and a bottle of water. "Freaked me out when he finished and then just fell over right before you passed out as well. One of you was bad enough, but to have it happen to you both."
"Jesus that fuckin hurt." Tommy rubbed at his eyes with his good hand, then looked over at his brothers. "Sorry about that Sam. I wasn't sure it would really work because it's been so long since we've spent any time together." He took the aspirin and soda that Dean handed him, knowing he needed the sugar from the aches in his hand.
"When I was researching telepathy earlier, I read about this being able to happen. It could definitely prove useful."
"Now wait one god damn minute." Dean interjected. "Neither one of you were in any shape to do anything while this happened. You were both completely out of it and could have gotten seriously hurt if something had gone wrong."
Tommy looked at his oldest brother. "Easy Dean. I would never try something like that in the middle of something or without you around. I give you my word on that. Sam's right though. If we can get better at it, this could prove to be invaluable." He flexed his fingers a bit as he watched his brothers.
Dean sighed. "I don't like this at all, but you're right." He snorted. "And that sucks to admit since you're both my little brothers."
"Bet that hurt to say." Tommy grinned, showing the features that left many ladies drooling, sometimes more than Dean.
"You have no idea." The oldest of the Winchester brothers shook his head. "For now, I think we should all get some sleep and come back to this tomorrow." He stripped down to his boxers and left his T-shirt on, then crawled into bed, having decided to share with Sam in order to avoid jarring any of Tommy's injuries in the night.
Tommy nodded and stretched out again, closing his eyes and drifting off into the depths of sleep once again.
Sam watched him for a moment, then looked at Dean. "What did you add to the soda?"
"A small dose of tylenol with codeine. He needs the sleep and it's the least powerful of what we have so it shouldn't hurt him too much with the concussion." He turned out the lamp on the table between the beds. "Get some rest Sammy."
A small slap could be heard. "It's Sam."
"Dude, what is it with you two and hitting me in the head?"
"Maybe we're checking to see if anything is really up there." Sam grinned and laid down, grateful that both beds in the room were queen sized.
"Keep it up wise guy. Remember I know where you sleep." Dean shook his head and joined his brothers in sleep.
