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CHAPTER SEVEN:
Dean sat up screaming, his heart hammering in his chest as he tried to remember what his dream had been about. Something bad, something huge and bad and scary, a word, a name on his lips he almost called into the grey lit room before he bit it back. Searching his mind for it Dean lost it in the fear, rapidly decreasing, shrinking, hiding away in the light of the early morning sun.
Cursing himself for losing the name Dean dragged himself out of bed and into the shower. Hot water pounding his forehead cleaned the nightmares mark from his body but did nothing to clear its smokey haze from his mind. Knowing he would regret it, but knowing it was the only thing that would ever get him going he quickly switched the tap to the other side. The icy water hit his back and head and Dean almost screamed, his control was good, he decided as he bit his lips together and climbed shivering out onto the floor, wrapping a towel around himself.
He glanced up at the mirror and froze, the towel dropped from his hands as he stared down at the white bandages encasing his wrists.
What was this? He thought back, carefully wading through the fog in his mind. The torrent of cold water had done something to drive it back, but clearly not far enough. He was hiding something from everyone, including himself, he wasn't sure what, but he was going to find out.
Slowly it came back, as he pulled on his jeans and rumpled Metallica shirt.
Sam: gone, missing, at a friends. Dean: angry, scared, catching Sam. Then...
"I hate you Dean!" The teen shrieked as he threw himself out the door, slamming it behind him.
Sammy had said he hated him and Dean, Dean had hurt. Dean remembered sitting in the car park, his baby at his back, the knife, so beautiful. It had seemed so easy, so simple, just two little movements. Then he remembered only blood and pain. Something hurting Sam, the look of terror on Sam's face, the look that said: I need you.
His father, Sam. Something had Sam and Dean had to get him back.
With no more thought in his mind than this Dean burst out of the room, hair still damp and tousled, ready to take on the entirety of the spirit world to get his brother back.
And ran straight into the food laden arms of his father.
"Whoa champ, where're you going so early in the morning, you don't usually stir until noon, and with that wound..." John's voice trailed off as he pushed his son into a chair.
"Dad...Sam...Something has Sam!" Dean struggled against his father in a desperate bid for the door.
"Dean, it's ok, Samuel will be fine...well, fine until we catch up with him." John's expression darkened and Dean lashed out again.
"No, you don't understand. He didn't just leave again, he was taken something took him!"
"Dean, it's FINE!" John's voice thundered throughout the room, and Dean fell still against the chair, exhausted for the moment.
"Dean, I know something took Sam, it's just a small ghost that's been haunting the area for about a century, she takes unhappy people, sick kid, anyway, Sam will be fine until we get there, which should only take a few hours." John concluded and stood back, looking down at his son as if that explained everything.
"I don't get it, get where?"
John put his hand in one of his many pockets and after a moment came up with a small metal tablet engraved with golden symbols
"Tracking device, it pulls you toward whomever the person is, this one's connected to Sam."
Dean blinked at the small seemingly rather touristy object for a moment,
"Then what're we waiting for! Let's go!" he grabbed his own and Sam's bags, throwing them into his car before climbing in behind the wheel and taking off down the road with his father's truck in hot pursuit.
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