Dean and Sam shall make an appearance in this chapter towards the end. Once again, I do not own the show "Supernatural" or any of the characters from the show. I only own Amber, Nikki, and their parents as of right now. This may turn into a crossover much later in the story.

I believe the song "Rain Fall Down" by The Rolling Stones is a great song and goes along with the second part of this chapter when they are out partying.

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Chapter 2: Premonition/"I'm Dean"

Amber sat out on the large balcony of their room in her royal blue bathing suit, waiting for her sister, Nikki, to finish changing. As she sat waiting, right leg crossed over her left, "Margaretville" played in the tiny outdoor bar beside the beach. She watched the bathers flip onto their backs or their stomachs and the seagulls fly by overhead, calling to their fellow seagulls. The ocean crashed against the shore. A sharp pain in her head pulled her out of her thoughts. The pain caused her to keel over and touch her forehead to her knees.

"Jesus!" she hissed in between short gasps, "oww," she moaned, clutching her head as the pain worsened by the second.

She saw flashes. Images.

Fire. Blood. Amber ran up very large stairs with green carpeting, skipping two or three at a time. A door with a metal plate with the numbers 303 appeared. The door opens as Amber stands in front of it. Instantly she is hit with intense heat. Flames shoot out of the room. It is her room. The entire room is engulfed in flames.

As soon as the headache and images appeared, they disappeared, leaving Amber concerned and confused. She rubbed her head for a moment then realized someone was standing, no, kneeling, beside her. She looked to her left to see Nikki's concerned face staring back at her.

"Oh my God! Are you Okay! What just happened!" Nikki's wide eyes searched Ambers for some sort of answer.

"I… don't know," Amber replied seriously, confused by what she had just seen, "but I'm fine now. I think it was just the heat getting to me."

"You haven't even been out here for more than ten minutes!"

"I know…I know…I'll be fine," Amber brushed it off, smiling then standing up, stretching.

Nikki looked up at Amber, shaking her head,

"You confuse me sometimes, you know that," she laughed.

"Yeah, I know, you tell me that all the time," the laughed.

"C'mon, let's get out there while we still have time!"

"Nikki, I don't think the sun is going anywhere anytime soon, we have, like, five hours," Amber laughed as Nikki drug Amber out of the hotel room, both of them wrapped in towels.

Later that afternoon, after showering, Nikki and Amber strolled out of their rooms dressed in bikini-like shirts that tied around their necks and back. The part that covered their breasts had padding to hide their girls, but the bottom half was see-through and sequined. Amber's top was an emerald color and showed off her perfectly toned arms, shoulders, back and stomach and Nikki's was a royal Blue. Nikki was also wearing a pair of denim shorts that clung to her hips. Amber had on a short black skirt, which showed off her toned legs.

Music was blaring out of the hundreds of pubs that lined the streets. They strutted down the street laughing and carrying on until they came to an Irish Pub called Sloppy Joes. Amber drug her sister in by her upper arm, laughing,

"Lets go!"

Amber pulled her sister up to the actual bar and they each sat down in a stool.

"What can I get you ladies?"

A young, good-looking bartended asked. Amber was startled by his good looks. She stuttered,

"Uh…Um…I'll take a Blue Island, it's my twenty-second birthday!" she smiled, leaning forward on the bar.

"Make that two Blue Islands," Nikki responded, smiling.

"And your phone number!" Amber whispered into her sister's ear as the bartender walked away to fetch their drinks.

Amber and Nikki laughed as the bartended returned with their drinks, placing them in front of the giddy young women. He smiled, winking at Amber. After he walked away, Nikki turned to Amber with a huge grin on her face,

"C'mon, ask him for his number!"

"No! No, I can't!" Amber smiled.

"Why not!"

"Well…it's just….I can't! I don't trust guys," Amber's smiled faded.

"Oh, C'mon, you know Patrick was just a jerk! Not all guys will cheat on you or lie to you about where they are going!" Nikki shot back.

"Rain Fall Down" by The Rolling Stones came on in the Irish Pub and quite a few people stood up and began dancing on the dance floor.

"Let's dance," Amber changed the subject and quickly hopped out of her seat, drink in hand, and quickly walked to the dance floor.

"Amber!" Nikki huffed and hopped out of her seat, walking to catch up to Amber.

As Amber walked towards the dance floor, she ran into a man who had just turned to walk towards the bar. Amber squeaked as some of her drink spilled on her. She held the drink in her right hand as she began swiping at her shirt with her left.

"I'm sorry," the man said.

His voice was warm and tough at the same time, which she didn't think could be possible. Amber looked up at the man, but was taken back by how…gorgeous…he was. His hair was dirty blonde and spiked up. His jaw and cheekbones were defined and his lips were,

"Perfect," Amber whispered, "oh, no, it's already, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going," she smiled.

Hazel eyes stared back at her, dancing in the dim lights of the Irish Pub. He held out his hand,

"I'm Dean."

Amber smiled and grasped his hand firmly in her right after switching the drink from her right to left hand,

"Amber."