Disclaimer: The boys of Supernatural do not belong to me. I just borrowed them for my little story. Any other characters are mine though

Notes: This is my first fic ever! Constructive criticism welcome. Praise welcome. Suggestions welcome.

Warnings: Violence. Harm to character(s).

Getting Into Trouble

Chapter 3

Sam slipped into weary sleep. His body was tired and it ached. Unfortunately for him, his mind would not rest. Not long after he fell into the land of slumber, his dreams started. At first they were regular dreams. Images of him and Jess flashed behind his eyelids, memories of times when they had fun together.

Jess was smiling her biggest smile at Sam while trying to convince him to skip one of his classes to spend time with her. Sam had tried to resist but then she kissed him and he lost the fight. He dropped his bag back at his dorm room and walked with Jess to her car. She made him close his eyes while she drove.

When the car finally stopped and Sam opened his eyes he found that Jess had driven them to the park, the very park in which they had shared their first kiss. As Sam climbed out of the car, Jess walked around to the trunk, opened it, and pulled out a picnic basket. Sam looked at her with an eyebrow raised as if to say 'how did you know I would agree to come?' Jess just looked at him as if to say 'I have my ways.' Then she smiled at him and began walking towards a very big, shady oak tree. She stopped and set the basket down and pulled out a red blanket. She looked over at Sam who was still standing at the car.

"Come on Sam," she called, "I didn't plan this picnic for you to just stand by the car and not participate."

Sam then smiled and quickly walked over to where Jess was waiting. He took her into his arms and kissed her firmly but gently on the lips. When he pulled away, he was shocked to see that Jess had changed. She was very pale, and she was wearing a long white nightgown. He stepped back from her and watched with horror as a red gash began to form across her stomach. Blood began to pour out from the gash and her mouth opened in a silent scream. Then suddenly, she burst into flames. The flames didn't consume her though. She took a step towards Sam, who in his fear took a step back. This continued until Sam's back was pressed up against the tree. Jess's flame engulfed arms rose and she placed her hands on either sides of Sam's head. Sam closed his eyes and screamed in pain.

Suddenly, the pain stopped and Sam opened his eyes. He was still pressed up against a tree but he wasn't in the park anymore. He was somewhere in the woods. And he wasn't just pressed up against the tree, he was being held. Something he couldn't see was pinning him to the tree by the throat. Now he could tell that he couldn't breathe. Whatever was holding him was cutting off his air as well. Then he saw a clawed hand appear and watched in horror as the claws elongated. The hand moved and Sam felt the burning pain of the claws cutting into the flesh of his abdomen. Then...

Sam sprang straight up in his bed with a scream, one hand grasping his throat the other clutching his chest, his eyes wild with fear and pain. Dean, awakened by the scream was immediately by his brother's side. He noticed that his brother was looking around wildly as if he didn't know where he was. He sat next to his brother on the bed and started to ret to calm him down. It was then that he noticed that Sam was looking around blankly. His heart skipped a beat and then dropped into his stomach as Sam asked a frightening question.

"Dean, why can't I see you?"

Ssoooooo...what do you think now? Bad, good? Am I horrible? Or am I a genious? PLease review:-)