Emma was cleaning up the table after dinner. Everybody was gone. Bobby went to bed early, Sam was watching TV and Dean went back to work on the car.

Emma walks to the sink with the dirty dishes and started to wash them. She hums while washing the dishes and started to load the dishwasher with the clean dishes.

Emma gasps softly as she felt his arms wrapped around her stomach. Emma giggles as Dean kisses her neck.

"Hello…" Dean whispers into her ear and Emma smiles, turning around.

Emma looks around then kisses Dean. "Hi… whicha doing?" Dean whispers to her, caressing her neck.

"What do you think? Cleaning the dishes. Bobby went to bed early so I'm helping out." Emma whispers back, caressing the back of his neck as she smiles at him.

Dean smiles and nodded. "You're the best girl." He says gently then kisses her on her lips.

Their kisses got intense and Dean pushes her back against the counter, pushing his hand underneath her shirt.

Emma moans softly as Dean squeezes her covered breast. Emma pushes her hands underneath his gray T-shirt and caresses his sculpted back as they made out.

"Hey Dean, is that you?" Sam calls out from the living room and they break apart quickly. Emma turns back to the sink, pretending to wash the dishes while Dean quickly went to the fridge and grabbed a beer, opening it.

Emma is flushed from the making out and turns on the cold water and puts her hands underneath to cool herself down. "God, I need a cold shower." Emma thoughts to herself.

Sam walks in the kitchen and sees Dean drinking his beer, sitting in a chair while Emma washed the dishes.

"Oh, what are you guys doing?" Sam asks, grabbing a beer from the fridge. Dean cleared his throat.

"Oh, nothing. I am just watching her doing the dishes while I'm having my beer."

Sam frowns at them. They were not looking at each other.

"Did I interrupt something?" Sam asks, sitting down across from Dean.

"No." They both said at the same time and Emma chuckles.

"No, you didn't interrupt anything, Sam. Now, the dishes are clean and I'm going to bed now. Good night boys." Emma says, walking away.

Dean watches her hips swinging as she walks away and he was getting turned on by her.

"Good night, Em." Sam said and glances at Dean. Something is definitely going on between them.

"So how is the car going? Dean?" Sam says, snapping his fingers at him. It caught his attention and he glances at Sam.

"I'm sorry?"

"The car?"

"Oh, it's almost done… my baby is looking good so far."

"I'm just asking but there is something weird going on between you and Emma. Is she still mad at you?"

"Oh no, we're good. We are trying to get to know each other. You know, to get along." Dean says, walking to the trash can and threw his beer away.

Sam's eyebrow rose. "Okay…"

"Well, I'm off to bed. Good night."

Dean smacks at Sam's head and he grunts in annoyance. Dean smiles at Sam then walks away.

"I'll get back at you, Dean!" Sam shouts at Dean's back as he heard him chuckling.

Emma groans as she crawls on her bed and sighs heavily. She turns off the light then made her pillow comfortable to go to sleep.

Emma whimper in her sleep and turned over to her side.


Emma's dream

Emma looks around in confusion. There was fog all around her.

"Hello?! Anybody here?!" Emma calls out and there was silence. It's too quiet. Emma thought to herself and closed her arms around the stomach to calm herself down.

Suddenly, the fog in front of her clears up and Sam was standing near the man who was lying on the ground. The man had a blank face, just no features. It was almost like his face was blurred as if he wanted to be unidentifiable.

Sam turns around and glances at something. Emma looks over and saw Bobby and Dean walking down the street.

Emma looks back and the man woke up, grabbing a knife.

"SAM, LOOK OUT!" Emma cries out and the man stabs Sam right through his back.

"SAM!" Emma screamed out.

Dean ran to Sam and caught him in his arms. He died in Dean's arms.

Emma was sobbing hysterically. "SAM!" Emma screamed at the top of her lungs.


Suddenly, there was a bloody murder scream that rang out in the house, which woke all the boys up.

Sam woke up quickly and ran up the stairs, beating Dean as he ran into Emma's room.

Emma wasn't in her bed.

Sam and Dean look around quickly. They heard a sob in the corner and Dean walks closer to inspect.

It was Emma. She was in a corner, her head on her knees while her arms was wrapped around her legs. She was rocking back and forth while crying quietly.

Bobby finally came in her room and saw Emma.

"Dean, turn on the lamp." Bobby whispers to Dean and he nodded, walking over the lamp.

Dean turns on the lamp then bent down to Emma.

"Emma?" Dean whispers, touching her gently.

Emma whimper and looks up at Dean. She gasps softly then looked at Bobby and Sam in tears.

"What happened?" Sam whispers, bending down next to Dean.

"I… I…" Emma sobs out loud. "I don't know." She lies then put her head back down on her knees. She cries some more.

"Boys, let's leave her alone. I'll talk to her." Bobby suggests to the boys.

They didn't want to leave her but they nodded and walked away. Bobby walks near her and sat down next to her.

Bobby puts his arm around her and she sobs out loud, falling into his arms. Bobby caresses her head while he comforted her.

"What happened?" Bobby whispers to Emma as her crying turned into sniffles.

Emma sighs heavily and glanced at Bobby.

"I think I had a vision. I saw Sam getting killed by someone and he died in Dean's arms." Emma's voice breaks.

Bobby nodded. "That's why you couldn't tell them."

"Yeah...I don't know if it was just a nightmare or a vision but it felt so real to me. I hate it! I hate that I get visions!" Emma cries into Bobby's chest and he comforted her again.

"Do you know where it was or what day was it?"

"I don't know… there was a fog around me then it cleared up to Sam and the man. The man's face was blank… almost blurred. I couldn't tell where I was or what day it was… I know it was at nighttime. Please don't tell them."

Bobby nodded. "I won't. Now, come on. Back to bed. You need to sleep." Bobby says, pulling Emma up.

Emma nodded and crawls into her bed. Emma whimper and closed her eyes.

Bobby rubs his face in exhaustion and turned the lamp off for her. He kisses her head as she slept then walked away, closing the door behind him.

The boys were waiting for Bobby in the living room when Bobby came downstairs. They were staring at him in concern.

"Don't worry about Emma. She just had a bad nightmare, that's all. She's fine. Let's go back to bed." Bobby says gently, patting Dean's shoulder.

They walked back to their rooms while Sam goes back to the couch. Sam couldn't go back to sleep as he kept thinking about Emma. He has never seen her like this, especially when John died or whatever she gets a vision. Sam abruptly sat up. "Could it be a vision?" Sam thoughts to himself as he looks at Emma's door.

Sam lay back down and sighs heavily. He'll ask her in the morning, that's what he'll do. He sighs again and closes his eyes.


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