Thank u all for your great reviews! Well….here is chapter 10…. (it'll be longer I promise….and possibly a cliffhanger! LOL)
Trapped In A Nightmare:
Chapter 10: Losing all hope in escaping….
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BANG!
The sudden loud noise of the front door closing and the loud footsteps coming up the stairs made Sam and Dean jump.
Sam was a little freaked. "What the----?"
The door knob slowly began to turn while Sam and Dean prepared for what was behind it.
"Sammy……..get ready for your first round of our nightmare life…."
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The door was crashed open so hard that it nearly flew off it's hinges and in walked their father. He looked really different. He looked all dark and scary. He looked like a demon.
"Holy Crap…."
Sam and Dean were stunned.
"What are you boys doing," John demanded.
Sam and Dean gave each other puzzled looks. They didn't know what to say. Dean decided he would be the talker.
"We aren't doing anything."
John walked toward Dean. "Sam….leave the room. I need to talk to your brother."
Sam looked at Dean so he could tell him what to do. Dean motioned his head to the door to tell Sam to go outside and slowly he did.
"So…." Dean said. "What the hell do you want?"
Without a moment's hesitation, John backhanded Dean across the room.
"Ok then. I won't ask next time…."
"Get up Dean! We have something to discuss. And don't ever speak to me that way again!"
Dean got up and sat on his bed. He didn't like this alternate reality dad. It was freaking him out.
"Ok….do….uh….what do you need to talk to me about?"
Dean was a little more careful with his words this time.
"It's about what you did yesterday. You thought I wouldn't know. How many times do I have to tell you? When I'm on a hunt….you don't go anywhere! You stay and watch Sam! You are not allowed to leave. What can I do to make you understand?"
Dean was desperately searching his brain. He was trying to remember what he did that made his dad mad. Then suddenly he remembered. He had been invited to a huge party that night and he went. He also let Sam go out on his own and do whatever he wanted. It turned out his dad had come home early and was there when they came home. Except Dean was too drunk and Sam was too tired to notice. Dean snickered at the memory. John's voice brought him back to reality.
"Well….what do you have to say," he asked.
"I…uh…uh….sorry?"
"Sorry doesn't cut it, Dean. Now, I am going out for 20 minutes. And so help me God if you or your brother moves from this room. Understand me?"
"What? Yeah whatever."
John grabbed Dean by the shirt.
"Excuse me?"
"I mean yes….sir."
"That's better."
John dropped Dean and left. Sam came in a second later.
"That wasn't too good," he said.
"How do you know what happened," Dean asked.
"I listen through the door."
Dean smiled. "You're evil, Sammy."
Sam just smiled at him.
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A couple hours later, they were still trying to figure out a way out a way to get back to their normal life. Their dad was downstairs so they couldn't really go anywhere.
"I got an idea," Dean suddenly said.
"What?", Sam asked. "It better be good cause I'm tired."
"It is. Remember that little magic shop place?."
"Yeah actually I do. How does that help us?."
Dean sighed and threw a paper ball at Sam.
"Shut-up and stop asking questions so I can continue. Anyway, that little shop has a bunch of books and stuff. Maybe it has stuff that'll help with our situation. It's worth a try."
"Yeah Dean. That's great. But how do we get out of the house?"
Dean got up, opened the window and climbed out.
"I'm going. It's a 10 minute walk. If he comes in before I get for me."
He was down on the ground before Sam could answer.
"I'm going to kill Dean," Sam said to himself.
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Twenty-five minutes after Dean left, John came into the room. He noticed that Dean wasn't there and immediately got mad.
"Where is he Sam," John asked.
Sam did not know what to say.
"He's….uh….uh….I don't know."
John took one step closer and Sam took one step back.
"Tell me Sam."
"I swear I don't know."
John grabbed Sam by his shirt and slammed him against the wall.
"One..last..chance, Sam. Where..is..Dean?"
Sam was in real trouble. He did not know what to say or what to do.
"I…uh…he's….uh….uh….uh----"
"I'm right here!"
Dean came through the window.
"Sam fell asleep and I went to sit on the roof outside. He didn't know where I was. I'm right here."
John let go of Sam and left the room.
"Dean….that was so close. Oh! I should kill you."
"Calm down, Sammy."
Sam and Dean sat down and Dean pulled a small book out of his pocket.
"I gather that you've found something…., Sam asked.
"Yeah."
After a few minutes of silent reading, Dean cried out in surprise.
"Son of a bitch!"
"What," Sam asked. "What does it say, Dean?"
"Well….it says….that if we don't figure out away to get out of this alternate life by midnight of the second night….then we are doomed here….forever."
"The second night at midnight? When is that?"
Dean sighed and looked at Sam.
"Tomorrow night."
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-Addie