Chapter: 11
Dean returned early the next morning once again with no Sam. It was 8 AM when he walked into the house. Cora was already up and making cereal for herself.
"Pour me some will ya?" Dean called into the kitchen. Cora sighed and got down another bowl as Dean collapsed on the couch. She handed him the bowl and sat down on the chair across from him.
"So…. Um did you…" Cora started.
"Cora" Dean said harshly, "Don't even start."
"But Dean" she began again.
"Cora I'm tired!" Dean yelled. "I've been looking since last night; just let me rest for five minutes!" Cora got silent after this and she finished her cereal without another word.
"Dean what if something bad happened to him?" Cora asked as the question burst out of her. She had been thinking a lot lately about this and knew she had to ask Dean to clear her conscience.
"He's fine" Dean answered, "Sam can take care of himself. Now let me rest."
"Fine" Cora said angrily as she set her bowl on the coffee table and strode towards her room.
"Where are you going?" Dean questioned. Cora came out with a heavy jacket around her and a backpack around her shoulders. "What are you doing?"
"I'm leaving" Cora stated. Dean chuckled and shook his head,
"You're not going anywhere" Dean stated.
"I'm gonna find Sam" Cora said as she made for the door.
"Cora get back in here now!" Dean shouted as she reached for the door knob.
"You should be looking for him non-stop not every few days" Cora said fiercely as her green eyes burned.
"Are you kidding me?" Dean yelled as he walked over to her, his fists clenched. "I've been looking for him every spare minute I have!"
"Yeah when you're not out drinking every night till 3 AM" Cora fumed. Dean slammed Cora against the door and held her there.
"Who the hell do you think you're talking to?" Dean demanded.
"I'm telling the truth aren't I?" she said. Dean slammed her against the door again and Cora smacked her head hard. She squeaked in pain and Dean grabbed her wrists and hauled her down the hall. "Dean no! I need to look for him!" she pulled away and ran down the hall, Dean was at her heels. Dean caught her by the back of her shirt and pulled her back. He put his strong arms around her and crossed her arms across her chest, holding her off the ground.
"Stop Cora! You aren't going out there! I told you I would find him" Dean shouted. Cora was losing her breath and she kicked and writhed in his grasp.
"I…. can't….keep….waiting" Cora gasped.
"It's not your job to save him!" Dean snarled.
"Yes it…. is" Cora inhaled sharply. Dean dropped her to the ground as she was struggling for air and she coughed roughly as she leaned over the ground.
"What would make you think that?" Dean questioned.
"I couldn't save my mommy from dying, and daddy died too, I won't lose Sam" she explained. Dean seemed shocked by her response. He remembered how he had felt the same way when his mother had died and he hadn't been able to save John either. Those feelings had almost crushed him, even now he was still struggling with guilt from losing his father. He and Sam weren't the only ones who lost him, Cora had too. He took a step back and Cora looked up at him from the floor.
He did not comfort her but simply turned and left the hallway. As Cora watched him go, she rubbed her sore wrists and cringed. That night as she cried once again for Sam something strange happened. A sharp pain ran through her temple, she squeezed her eyes shut and tried to keep from crying. Something flashed before her eyes and she tried hard to make out the images. When the image faded so did the pain. She thought it was over but when the pain hit again everything went dark. She was knocked out in seconds.
From a very young age Cora had never dreamt. She had never had the pleasure of being able to talk about the dream world like her friends had. Sure she would just make something up and hope they believed it was a dream, but it never quite got the same reaction as true dreams when they were told. Now as Cora lay sprawled out on the ground, for the first time she dreamt. The dream was very strange, she was walking along a straight road out in the middle of nowhere, it wasn't until she saw the sign marking the state that she knew where she was. The sign read: You're now entering Springfield, Ohio. As she walked a little further she spotted a barn a little ways in the distance. Something pulled her towards it and as she got closer to it, a dark feeling filled her. Something was wrong. The closer she got, the more her stomach turned. As she opened the door a strong scent hit her, it smelled like the dump that she and her mom had driven by on her way to school. She saw Sam covered in blood strapped to a chair in the center of the room. "Sam!" Cora shouted. He didn't even look up at the call. When she got closer and reached out to him his eyes sprang open and they were completely black. Cora screamed and jumped back as Sam broke the rope that tied him down. He came at her with a grin on his face. His chin was stained with blood and his face was battered.
"Come here Cora, everything's fine" he chuckled. Cora continued to step back and she shook her head.
"Sam what's wrong with ya?" she asked.
"Nothing's wrong Cora, I'm the same Sam I was a few months ago" he answered.
"What happened to your eyes?" Cora asked. Sam closed his eyes and opened them again to reveal his normal hazel colored eyes.
"See it's me" Sam said calmly.
"You promise?" Cora asked. Sam held out his pinkie and smiled the same smile she had grown to love. Cora ran over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, not caring at all that his clothes were stained red.
"See, it's still me" Sam said gently. Cora cried into his shoulder and held on like she would never let go.
"Don't ever go again" Cora begged.
"Don't worry Cora, I'm not going anywhere" Sam answered. His eyes turned black again and he grinned wickedly. He hugged her tight and then too tight. Cora began to panic and she tried to push away but he was incredibly strong.
"Sam" Cora gasped.
"Didn't you miss me Cora?" he asked. Her spine snapped and Cora awoke covered in sweat. She started bawling at the nightmare. She cried more that night then she ever had when Dean had hurt her. This was a different kind of pain. She was terrified, and heartsick. She felt betrayed and anxiety flooded her bloodstream like never before. She couldn't believe it but she found herself screaming for Dean.
"What is it?" Dean asked as he burst into the room, his hand on the hilt of a gun hidden in his jacket.
"I… I had…." Cora tried to speak. She was breathing fast and her whole body was shaking. For once Dean looked worried.
"Cora calm down" Dean ordered as he grabbed her hurt shoulders and gave her a shake. She wouldn't meet his eyes and Dean grabbed her chin, "Cora look at me now!" Cora looked into his bright green eyes and tried to keep her tears from clouding up her vision. "What happened?"
"It's Sam" Cora breathed. "H…his eyes were black." Dean froze at these words.
"What? How did you see this?" Dean asked.
"A n…nightmare" Cora answered as she sniffled and pulled herself out of his grip as the throbbing in her shoulders became unbearable.
"A nightmare?" Dean questioned. He rolled his eyes and walked out of the room. Cora ran after him and grabbed the back of his shirt.
"No don't leave" Cora pleaded. Sweat was plastered to her forehead, making her hair stick close to her cheeks and to her temples.
"Cora stop, it's 2 AM and I hate being woken up" he said grumpily.
"I can't go back to sleep alone" she said.
"Don't be such a scaredy cat" Dean answered. "Go back to bed." Cora watched as he walked back into his room. She sat by the door for a few minutes and when she heard light snoring she snuck inside. She crawled into his bed and fell asleep within seconds. She was woken up that morning as rough hands grabbed her arm and pulled her out. "What do you think you were doing?" Dean demanded. Dean had gotten up a while ago and had just showered. He wore a black t-shirt and jeans and his hair was still wet.
"I'm sorry" Cora replied.
"I told you to go back to bed didn't I?" Dean snapped.
"I was scared" Cora answered.
"You're pathetic" Dean said as he walked into the living room.
After 3 continuous nights of Dean waking up to hear Cora's screams and cries he decided it'd be best to let her have what she wanted. She moved into Dean's bed every night and slept without a problem. The next morning Cora walked out of Dean's bedroom to see he was sitting on the couch with his head in his arms. She watched him from the hallway and noticed his body shaking. She moved closer cautiously and when he lifted his head she noticed his eyes were red and his eyes were watering. He flipped over the table in front of him and the glass shattered as it hit the floor. Cora backed up and listened as Dean shouted.
"What am I supposed to do!" he yelled. "I can't find Sammy anywhere" he shouted at the sky. "I let you and dad die, and now I've lost Sam." Cora had never seen this side of Dean before and she was conflicted on whether she should comfort him. "Mom please I need your help!" As he paced the room Cora stepped out of the shadows and spoke up.
"Dean" she said shyly. Dean stopped what he was doing and wiped his eyes quickly as he looked over at his sister. "I think I know where Sam is."
"Don't even joke like that" Dean said angrily.
"These nightmares, they're always the same, the same thing every night" she said. "And they always start with a shooting pain in the sides of my head, they don't go away until I'm asleep."
"Cora…" Dean began.
"I see flashes of these pictures" she continued.
"What?" Dean asked. This time he seemed interested and he walked over to her.
"They start out fuzzy at first, but over the past few days they've gotten clearer" Cora explained.
"Cora where is he?" Dean asked.
"You….you believe me?" Cora asked shocked.
"Just tell me" Dean replied.
"Springfield, Ohio" Cora answered. "In some kind of old barn." Dean went straight towards the door and Cora ran after him.
"Stay here" Dean ordered.
"What? But I told you" Cora explained. Dean slammed the door and Cora ran out the door after him. "Dean don't leave me here!" she yelled.
"You're staying" Dean stated.
"I'm coming" Cora replied as she walked towards the car.
"You better get your butt back in that house before I drag it in" Dean threatened as he slammed the door closed and walked over to her. Cora's eyes were watering and Dean narrowed his. "I swear if you start crying…" Dean began.
"Please Dean!" Cora begged, "Just lemme come!" Dean leaned towards her, his eyes serious and a stormy expression on his face.
"I. said. no." he stated as he enunciated each word. Dean took off by himself, Cora watched him go, her fists were clenched and she was practically shaking with anger. That was the last time she let it go. She had tried loving her brother, but he always made her regret it. Now she would never try again.
Okay so tell me what you think! Along with any suggestions! Also what do you think of Cora's new view towards Dean? Will this cause problems in the future? Read on to find out!
