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Chapter 2
"So, what are you doing tonight?" Dean asked a girl at the bar. "Well, not really..." She was interrupted by Dean's cell phone ringing. "Hold on, I gotta take this." he said. "Dad? What's up?" "Dean, come back to the motel right now. Sam just had another vision." "What? What did he see?" Dean quickly asked. "I'll explain it all when you get here, just hurry." "OK, I'm on my way." he said, closing his phone. "Hey, I gotta go. Maybe next time?" Dean asked the girl. "Yeah, right." she said. Dean smirked and headed out to his car.
As Dean sped down the road towards the motel, his phone rang again. "Hello?" "Dean, nevermind about the motel, meat us at our old house. Get there as fast as you can!" John said firmly. "Why, what's going on?" "I don't have time to explain everything right now, just get here." "Fine, bye." huffed Dean.
As the Impala rumbled down the road, all Dean could do was wonder what was going on...he had just been at his old house, so what could've happened. Did they cause something supernatural to happen by revisiting their old home? Or maybe it was something good that happened. Maybe they would find a clue leading to their mother's murderer. Too many thoughts flooded his head, so he decided to put on some music. A few seconds later, AC/DC was turned up as Dean sang along with the words to Highway to Hell. As the song ended, Dean was pulling down his old street once again.
As Dean stepped out of his car, he felt his stomach turn. He thought his eyes were lying to him. Was he really seeing his mother? It couldn't be. "Snap out of it, Dean! We gotta do something!" Sam said impatiently. "This isn't real, right!" asked Dean, confused. "We don't know, that's what we have to find out." replied John.
The three of them stood there in silence when they saw Sam walking out of the house with a baby in his arms. Dean ran out after him and the house burst into flames. "It's just like what I saw..." whispered Sam, to himself. "What? Why didn't you guys tell me so I could prepare myself for this? Sam, is that your baby!" Dean was flying through all of his questions. "Can they see us? Is this real? It can't be, we are real, not them..." "Dean, calm down, you're not helping." replied John.
Dean ran over to his mother, "Mom! You're alive! Mom, Mom! Can you hear me? Mom!" "Dean! Don't bother, they can't see or hear you. We already tried." said Sam. "I don't get it. Is this just some kind of illusion? And where's Dad?" "You're right, I never came out of that house." said John. "I can't take this, I'm going back to the motel, right now."
As John drove away, Dean and Sam were standing there, just watching themselves, Jessica, their mother, and the baby. "So, what do we do now?" asked Sam. "That's a good question." replied Dean.
Please Review
Ok, this chapter was kind of a repeat of Sam's vision, but I had to bring Dean into the whole situation, so the next chapter will be better.
