Here's chapter three people, sorry it took so long. Thanx again for the reviews and once more, I don't own Sam or Dean, but it would be good if I did! Lol! Hope u like it!
Chapter Three: Visions and Nightmares.
It turned out that the girls were definitely more than the Winchester brothers bargained for.
While Dean was attempting to drive, Sam was twisted in his seat, trying to get the two mischievous fairies to keep their heads in the window, and to sit still.
Instead of listening, they would continue to giggle, and slide across the backseat of the Impala.
Sam sighed. He knew it was no use, so he turned back to Dean and gave him an apologetic look.
"I'm sorry bro, but I can't control them. Look, there's a diner. Pull up here, I'll go out and get some food, then we can go back to the motel,"
Dean scowled, pulled into a vacant car space and switched off the vehicle.
"Be quick little brother, I don't know what I might do to these two if they don't SHUT UP!"
Sam winced, as all was quiet in the backseat.
"Dean, maybe you shouldn't yell…" Sam murmured to his brother as the two fairies started to cry softly from the rear of the car.
"I'm sorry," Dean said softly, not sure how long it would be before he went insane.
These girls were driving him nuts.
Lily looked daggers at him, but Violet smiled.
"I knew you didn't mean it," she said happily as Lily continued her scowling.
Dean nodded toward the shop, indicating to Sam that he should move his butt.
The youngest rolled his eyes and closed the door.
"I don't like Dean," Lily whispered to Violet.
"Oh hush, silly. Dean didn't mean to yell, maybe he's sick," she returned.
Suddenly tired of her friends company, she climbed over the seat and tumbled into the front, landing upside down, her head resting on Dean's lap.
He frowned.
"What are you doing Violet?" Dean asked, exasperated.
"Are you sick, Deanie?" she asked looking up at him, batting her long dark eyelashes.
Again, he frowned.
"No why?"
She righted herself and knelt next to him, placing her hands on his face and looking into his green eyes.
Satisfied that he wasn't ill, she smiled and rested her head on his shoulder, momentarily, before snapping to alertness.
"Something's wrong," she said softly. "With Sam,"
That's all Dean needed.
"You two stay here. Do. Not. Move," He said getting out of the car and running toward the store.
As he entered, he made his way over to where a group of people where gathered, muttering whispered conversations to their friends.
Dean pushed through the crowd, his breath hitching as he saw his baby brother, unconscious on the floor, a film of sweat covering his face. He knew what had happened.
"Sammy," he murmured, falling down next to the lanky brunette and pushing his dark hair from his pale face.
"You know him?" asked a customer, as Dean lifted the tall man and threw him over his shoulder in a firemen's carry.
"Yeah, he's my little brother, now excuse me," Dean said abruptly, turning and pushing through the crowd back to the car.
When Lily saw Dean rushing from the shop, with her Sammy over his shoulder, she pressed her hands against the window.
Violet looked to the other fairy.
"I don't think Dean's sick, Lil, but Sammy definitely is," she said softly as Dean opened the car door and carefully put his younger brother in the back with Lily, who was now crying.
"Lily, I need you to take care of Sammy ok?" Dean said gently.
She nodded slowly and wiped the tears from her eyes. She was going to make Sammy all better.
She stroked his damp face and planted soft kisses on his cheeks, forehead and nose.
"Please stop being sick," Lily said shakily as Dean drove like his life depended on it.
Once back at the motel. He jumped out and collected a still unconscious Sammy from the back seat and carried him to their room.
"Can one of you girls open the door?" he asked. Violet ran to the door and waved a hand over the brass knob.
Dean heard the lock click and he pushed his way in, putting Sam down on the closest bed.
"What's wrong with him?" Lily asked.
"Sam has a psychic gift. He has visions about bad things that are going to happen. They hurt him." Dean explained, trying to make his baby brother more comfortable.
Sam began to stir and he stepped back.
The younger man opened his eyes and blinked as three concerned faces hovered into his line of vision.
Lily breathed a sigh of relief and rested her head on his steadily moving chest smiling. She looked up at him.
"I knew I made you all better," she whispered.
Dean sat on the edge of the bed and looked into his brother's eyes, waiting for an answer.
"What did you see?" He asked.
"It was a shadow, nothing more, but it was consuming everything, everyone,"
Violet gasped. "That's him, Loki, that's what he does, he's very bad," she said softly.
Lily whimpered and curled up beside Sam.
"I'm scared Sammy," she whispered. Sam smiled, very softly, and wrapped and arm around her shoulder pulling her close.
"I know Lily, so am I," he replied.
Violet coughed and gripped Dean's hand suddenly. He laced his fingers with hers unconsciously and she looked up, with tears in her eyes.
"What do we do?" she asked softly, a tear trailing down her cheek.
Dean gave her hand a reassuring squeeze.
"It'll be alright," he replied gently.
That night, they decided to turn in early, so good nights were said, lights were switched off, and the fairies fell asleep at the foot of the boys beds.
It was about two in the morning when Violet awoke, panting and crying softly.
She had just watched her human being killed by Loki. She sniffed and crawled up next to Dean and smiled, trailing a finger over his lips.
He opened his eyes and looked into her pale purple ones.
"Hey Vi, are you okay?" he asked, seeing that she was crying.
She shook her head. "No, I had a b-bad dream," she whispered hoarsely, before taking in a deep shuddering breath.
"About Loki."
Dean nodded, and wrapped his arms around her, gently stroking her back. She shivered as his hands came into contact with her wings.
"Sorry," mumbled Dean.
"Don't be," she cooed, unfolding them. "it feels nice,"
he reached out again and ran his fingertips over the silky wings.
She closed her eyes and moaned softly.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Dean staring at her.
"What?" she asked innocently.
He shook his head. "Don't worry," he blushed.
"Hey Dean, can I ask you something?" she questioned softly.
"Sure," he replied.
"May I please try your kissy lips?"
He chuckled and leaned in, his lips brushing against hers softly.
She gasped and pulled away.
"Sorry," he said again. She just shook her head and leaned back in, kissing him.
He deepened and the kiss. Again she pulled away, smiling widely.
"Thank you," she whispered, closing her eyes, allowing his gentle breathing, heartbeat and musky scent lull her to a slumber.
Hope you enjoyed the chappie! It's a tad on the short side, but it had to happen LOL review plz, I'd appreciate it!
