Rating: T or PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own "Supernatural" the show, Sam, Dean, or the people who portray them. Which really sucks, ya know? But Jenny is of my own making. Man, I wish I could own Jared...
Sam watched as the man raised his gun and pointed it at the young woman who was tied across from him. "No!" He tried to free his hands from the ropes that bound them. The man aimed and fired. Sam turned his head away. The man then advanced toward Sam.
"So," he sneered. "You must have been the one I sensed. Very powerful. Compared to you, that girl is nothing." While the man had been talking, Sam had gotten his hands free. But he wasn't fast enough. The man brought his gun up and fired.
Sam sat up in bed, his lungs gasping for air. He looked around to make sure he was still in the hotel room, not that dank dark cave he had been in before. He looked over and saw Dean sitting up.
"Sam?" Dean was obviously not fully awake since his voice still had sleep in it.
"I'm okay. It was just a dream." Sam's breathing was returning to normal.
"Same as last night?" Dean was waking up now.
"Yeah, but, this time, I almost got shot."
"Okay, that's bad. Where is all this taking place?"
Sam shook his head. "A cave. But it's familiar. I know I've seen it somewhere before." Sam swung his legs over the edge of the bed. "Wait, where did Dad take us that one time? When we went exploring caves?"
"Uh, somewhere in Indiana. Why? Was that where you were?" Dean was fully awake now.
"It looked a lot like it. Where exactly did he take us?" Sam knew that it had to be in Indiana. Earlier his dreams had shown fields of corn.
"I don't know the exact name, but I know where." Dean got out of bed and dug around in his bag. He pulled out a map and spread it on the small table. He pointed to a spot on the map. "Here, that's where we went. We can use this road." Dean stood in front of the map.
"Uh, Dean, is this the original map you used?" Sam was tracing the road with his finger
"Yeah, why?" Sam shook his head.
"Dean, I was seven when we went. That was in 1990. You don't think that the roads have changed a little in the past 15 years."
"Well, it's the best map we've got."
"Okay, but if we get lost on some back country road, I'm blaming you." Dean just smiled.
"With my sense of direction, what could go wrong?"
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