The windshield wipers protested as the snow began falling harder causing both boys to give a worried glance toward each other, "Dean, maybe we should try and find a place to stop at and see if this storm blows itself out," Sam finally said after several minutes of watching the snow fall.
Dean let out an audible growl, "I would if we had some place to stop. I just wonder where this damn storm came from."
"I checked the weather twice before we left and been getting updates since and the weather people are as stumped as we are. They weren't expecting this storm to get as bad as it has," Sam replied typing on his computer trying to pull up more on the weather.
Dean shook his head and sighed again, "Son of a bitch. Sam see if you can pull anything up as to where we are and if there's someplace close we can get to. I can't hardly see twenty feet in front of me and that's all we need is me wrecking Baby at this point."
Sam pulled up the mapping system and began trying to pinpoint exactly where they were huffing several times as the portable wifi signal began going in and out. A few minutes later he snapped the laptop shut then repacked it, "Sorry Dean looks like we're on our own. The wifi just played completely out thanks to the storm."
"Dammit! Well keep an eye out for a house or something maybe we can get someone to give us directions to the nearest motel around here," Dean said turning on the defroster trying to get some way of seeing out of the windshield.
"The question is what or who the hell pissed off Mother Nature or better yet who pissed in the Angel's backyard again," Sam muttered looking out the window. He normally liked the snow but this storm was getting out of hand and something felt off about the power behind it.
"My bet is someone is Pmsing upstairs over something going on down here and they decided to take it out on the rest of us," Dean answered sighing and wiping at the window again.
"I just hope we get through this quickly. Something feels really off about this storm," Sam replied giving Dean a concern look.
"I know something's definitely not right about this," Dean agreed wiping once more at the window. He sighed and turned the heater back on them.
"Dean, look out," Sam suddenly admonished pointing directly in front of them.
"Awww hell," Dean blurted out as he hit the brakes trying to avoid what looked like a woman in the middle of the road. The brakes squealed in protest as they tried to find traction on the slick road causing the Impala to swerve into the opposite lane before Dean managed to yank the steering wheel back making the car go towards the opposite lane, "Brace yourself Sammy," Dean called as the Impala hit the edge of the road and a small barricade causing the car to begin to flip on its side before coming to rest on its roof.
The snow swirled around the woman as she walked with ease watching as the passenger door came open and Sam fall out of the car, "Dean," Sam called trying to look in at his brother who was slumped against the far window which was intacted blood pouring from his head.
The woman made it over to Sam, "Soon enough you two will be mine forever, Samuel," the woman answered bending down as Sam passed out blood flowing from his nose, cuts on his face and arms, as well as, soaking his shirt from a wound on his side. The woman laughed and disappeared in a swirl of snow leaving both boys dying one in the car and one outside the car.