Hey there everyone! I thank u again for all the nice reviews! And here it is at last... the 4th chapter!
Trapped In A Nightmare:
Chapter 4: Never Ending Nightmare Life.
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Dean watched as John led Sam up the stairs and closed the door. Dean was worried. What was gonna happen……?
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John dragged Sam up the stairs and threw him rather forcefully into a chair. Sam immediately tried to get up.
"SIT!"
Sam sat. He was a little freaked out. He didn't know what the hell was gonna happen. He didn't do anything but he figured that it didn't matter if he did or didn't do anything.
"So…uh…what the hell do you want with me?" Sam asked.
John smiled and went to lock the basement door. He started pacing around Sam.
"I wanna talk to you, Sammy," he said.
"The name is Sam so get it right."
John continued to smile and that really creeped Sam out. He finally stopped pacing the room and came to sit down in front of Sam.
"You haven't been acting really nice lately, Sammy. I especially did not appreciate when you knocked me unconscious earlier. Very unacceptable. You and your brother. Always protecting each other. But Dean isn't here right now. I wonder who will protect you now."
Sam was a little confused and definitely creeped out.
"Protect me from what?"
John smiled evilly.
"Me"
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Dean sat on the stairs. He heard every single word that was said. And now he could hear fighting and loud noises. It was obvious that John was beating up Sam again. Dean knew that Sam was trying to fight back. He also knew that Sam was no match for their Dad.
"I'm gonna kill that Jerimiah guy. I swear I will."
Dean had nothing to do but wait. Wait to see if Sam could knock out John or if Sam was lying unconscious somewhere.
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After what seemed like hours, all the noise stopped. And a little while later, John opened the door and threw an unconscious Sam down the stairs. As soon as John had locked the door again, Dean rushed up to Sam.
"Sam? Sammy? C'mon Sam…wake up. C'mon Sammy."
It was no use. Sam was knocked out cold. He wouldn't wake up for another couple of hours. He grabbed a first aid kit. He wanted to fix Sam up before he woke up. Dean cleaned up the cuts on Sam's face and then taped his ribs. After he was done, Dean decided to sleep. His head kinda hurt from being thrown into a wall earlier. He saw a little couch and went to sleep.
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Sam finally did wake up. In a lot of pain. He freaked when he didn't see Dean.
"Dean? Where are you?"
Sam got up and was about to run up the stairs until he saw Dean. Sleeping on the couch. He slowly made his way over to Dean and shook him awake.
"Dean?"
Dean opened his eyes and jumped when he saw Sam. He was relieved that he was okay.
"Are you okay, man?" Dean's face was filled with concern.
Sam sat down next to Dean. "Yeah I'm okay. Thanks for fixing me up by the way."
Dean smiled and punched Sam lightly in the arm.
"No problem. But…. we need to find a way to get out of here."
"Yeah….you're telling me."
Dean looked at his watch. He was surprised to see that it was almost 2AM.
"We should get some sleep now, Sammy," Dean said.
"Yeah….good idea."
It didn't take long for both brothers to fall asleep. They were tired and they had faced a very long day. The next one would be probably just as long. They needed all the rest they could get.
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Jerimiah stood behind a large altar. He was about to perform dark magic. Dark, dangerous, magic.
Jerimiah opened a black spell book and said dark, enchanted words:
"Luvira, Sacrifica, Macte, Una Meh, Mest."
At once, Jerimiah was transported to Sam and Dean's nightmare world. He wanted to do some damage himself. All he needed to do was find the Winchester house. And a good disguise.
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Dean woke up and saw that Sam was no where in sight. He immediately began to freak out. A thousand horrible thoughts raced through his mind. He looked up at the basement door and it was wide open. It looked like someone broke through it.
"Oh God."
Dean ran up the stairs and looked around. The house was completely empty. It was quiet. Too quiet. He jumped when he heard a noise behind him. He was relieved when he saw that it was only Sam.
"Don't you ever do that to me again, Sammy!"
Sam was confused.
"What did I do?"
"You gave me a freakin' heart attack."
"Sorry."
Sam went to sit on the couch; Dean following close behind.
"How the hell did you get up here," Dean asked.
"It's very simple," Sam explained. "I heard him leave early this morning. So….I kinda broke the door down and stayed up here for a while."
"And….why didn't you wake me up?"
"I don't know. I just didn't feel like it, I guess."
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The rest of the day was pretty normal. Sam and Dean watched TV and talked. It wasn't till later that a visitor came to visit them. The door blew open and the boys were surprised to see Jerimiah standing there.
Dean got up at once.
"You. What are u doing here?"
Jerimiah laughed.
"I'm here to join in the fun."
And the door blew shut.
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