Disclaimer: Supernatural does not belong to me. I own none of it other then Kendra Marie Lawson, she's my creation :)

"Why Sam? Why?" The voice sounded so far way. But Sam could tell by the heat of the flames the owner of the voice was just feet above him. He looked up and saw her. Not his mother, not Jess either. Sam knew who it was but it wasn't registering with him. Why was Kendra Lawson in his dream? His ex-girlfriend's long black hair danced widely around her pal face as the fire ate it up. Her eyes as black as coal. "Sam? Sam?" Her voice was a little louder now; it was full of anguish and sorrow. She looked different, older somehow. Sam just couldn't tear his eyes off of her until he heard a baby's cry. Ripping his eyes off of Kendra he looked behind him. Across the room moonlight spilled down onto a brown crib where a baby lay crying inside. There was something familiar about the baby, something about his eyes that tugged at Sam's senses as he quickly crossed the room to where he lay. Its little arms flailing in the air. The baby cried as Sam picked him up and took another look at Kendra. The flames had engulfed half her body, but her face still called out to him. A pain struck Sam in the chest. A pain he had felt when he watched Jess burn, but this pain felt ten times worse. He knew he was losing a friend, a close friend, a lover but Sam didn't understand what was going on. How did all this happen? How did he get to where he was? Whose baby was he cradling?
Out of the corner of his eye he saw his brother, he too looked much older. "Sam, what the hell are you doing? Get outta here!" Dean grabbed Sam and started pulling him to the door. "No, I have to save Ken!" The words drained from his mouth like water from a facet. Sam had no idea where they came from, he knew that's not what he felt like saying at that moment but it's what he said.

"Sam, there's no time. She's already dead!"

"No! Take my son." The words rang in his head 'my son'? Sam didn't have a child. What was going on? "Take him!"

"SAM!" Dean bellowed and pushed Sam against the doorframe. "Our family's cursed. It's happening again because we never caught that damn demon that did this to mom. To Jess-"
"Don't you dare say I told you so!" Sam yelled not looking at his brother but at Kendra who was now completely engulfed in flames. The fire was spilling down the walls.
"We've got to get out of here!" This time Sam didn't fight with his brother as Dean pulled Sam out of the bedroom and into a dark hallway. As Dean pulled, Sam caught a glimpse of himself in the hall mirror. He was much older, wearing glasses and his hair line had receded into a short spiky hair cut. Sam didn't have time to be shocked as a burst of flames erupted out of the room and sent the brothers flying...

Bolting upright in bed, Sam sucked in the cool night air as the memory of the dream subsided into the darkness. Covered in sweat, choking from his sudden intake of air, Sam pulled his legs out of bed and sat on the edge, face in his hands. Had that been a dream? Or one of his visions? He couldn't tell this time. Throwing off the covers he walked to the bathroom not bothering to turn on the light, the bathroom window was large enough for the moonlight to illuminate his way. Running his fingers threw his hair Sam stood in front of the mirror. Kendra Marie Lawson. Her name was running threw his head. Why had he dreamt of her? He hadn't seen her since high school and that was nearly three years ago. They dated all four years of school but their senior year is when they got serious. They even applied at the same schools in hopes they could go to college together. Sam chuckled to himself. A month before they graduated things changed, in an instant. Kendra changed her mind about college and started hunting with her father, Sam went on to Stanford.
Their relationship had come easy since Kendra's father was just like their father. When Kendra was six months old her mother died just like Sam and Dean's. Sam sighed and turned on the cold water. Splashing his face sent shivers down his spine. He felt better but still had this feeling of dread. Shutting off the water Sam slowly walked back to bed, sitting on the edge again looking at the clock. It was only 2:30am. Sam sighed again. He had to tell Dean about his dream or vision, whatever it was. "Dean? Are you awake?
Dean who had been sleeping this whole time, stirred slightly before falling back sleep. "Come on." Sam whispered looking up at the ceiling. "Dean?" Sam said a little louder. Dean rolled over and opened one eye. "This had better be good." He said in a horse voice.
"It is." Sam reached over and turned on the lamp that sat between himself and his brother. Dean squinted "You couldn't tell me whatever you had to say in the dark?"
Ignoring his brother Sam continued. "Kendra Lawson."
"What about her?" Dean sat up rubbing his eyes.
"I just had a dream about her." Sam paused "I don't know if it was a vision or not."
"Can't you usually tell?"
"Yeah but this one was different. I've never actually been in any of my visions."
"So you were in this dream?"
"We both were."
Dean sat up, he seemed more interested. "So what was the dream about?"
"She died. Just like mom, like Jess" When Dean didn't say anything Sam went on "I think we were together, married or something." Sam smiled a little "I had a son, Dean."
"Whoa, whoa!" Dean swung his legs over the edge of the bed to face his brother. "Usually your visions happen right after you have them." Dean paused "When do you think this ones gonna happen?"
Sam shrugged "I don't know if it will. It seemed like a dream, yet it felt so real. If it does happen I'd say not before the next five maybe even ten years." Sam got up and started to get dressed, he didn't think he could sleep any more tonight. He started packing and threw some clothes to Dean.
"You've gotta be kidding me." Dean sighed and got dressed. "So you know where she is?"
"No, but we gotta find her, Dean."

"I guess its back to the road house? Maybe Ash can track her down."

"I hope so." Sam finished packing and threw Dean his jacket and then put on his own. Grabbing his duffle bag Sam headed out the door.

"Hey, where are my keys?" Dean grabbed his own bag and followed his brother. Sam jingled the keys so Dean would hear that he had them. "Good, I wanted to sleep some more anyway."

Kendra had driven all night to get to the road house; it was usually her first stop after a kill. Ellen was a good listener, especially when Kendra was drunk. And getting drunk was happening a lot more then she'd like it to. It was still to painful for her to deal with her father's death, getting drunk seemed to help at the moment but Kendra prayed she wasn't turning into an alcoholic.

When she pulled into the road house's dusty parking lot, it was only around 5pm, there were already a few cars parked outside "Looks like I'm not the only one who came to drown their sorrows." Kendra said to herself as she parked the Charger and got out. She was still in the clothes from the night before. She'd have to change in the road house, lucky for her no one ever asked questions if a hunter happen to walk in with blood on their clothes. Also lucky for Kendra Ellen let her use her washer and drier. Kendra grabbed her duffle, full of dirty clothes, from the back seat and entered the road house. Her combat boots thudded on the wooden floor as she walked in, looking around she saw Jo serving a lone hunter. She smiled Jo was the only friend Kendra seemed to have these days, and the fact that both their fathers had been hunters made it much easier for Kendra to talk to Jo about her hunting experiences. Jo was making her way back to the bar when she noticed Kendra. "Well, well, well. The prodigal daughter returns." She was leaning on the bar with a sly grin on her face. Kendra smiled and walked over to her. "Hey." The girls hugged. "I got'em." Kendra said in Jo's ear.

"I figured as much, with all that blood on your clothes."

"Yeeeeah, it's not the only reason I stopped by. Really."

Jo laughed "Don't worry about it. Mom will be happy to see you even if it is."

"It has been a couple of months." Kendra looked around "Where's Ash?"

"Why?"

"I need him to help me track the other four vampires."

"Well you'll have to wake him up." Jo pointed over her shoulder to the pool table, on it slept Ash.

"How can he sleep on that pool table?"

"I don't know but we better get you cleaned up. And have mom take a look at that gash on your cheek. Got you good didn't he?"

"It's just a scratch."

"Bullshit, it looks like it hurts."

"Ok maybe it does...A little."

"Ash!" Jo yelled over to him. He jerked awake and looked around.

"Watch the front for me."

Ash had his back to the girls and gave them a thumbs up over his head before falling back down onto the pool table. Both girls laughed as Jo lead Kendra to the back. The front of the road house was the bar but in the back was where Ellen and Jo lived. The door opened to their kitchen, it was large and very countryish. They crossed the kitchen and went threw another door which lead them into the living room, with stairs leading to the second floor on the right. Ellen was vacuuming the area rug that lay on the heard wood floor. "Guess who mom!" Jo yelled over the vacuum.

Ellen shut off the vacuum and looked at Jo then the girl standing next to her daughter. "Ken." She was actually shocked as she came around the couch and hugged Kendra. "What's with all the blood? Are you hurt?" Ellen got serious very quickly.

"Nice to see you to." Kendra paused as Ellen just gave her a look. "No, I'm ok. The bloods not mine."

"Then what's this." Ellen reached up and took Kendra's chin in her hand turning her face so she could see the gash on her cheek better. "That'll have to be stitched up."

"I'll just wash it out, it'll be ok."

"You better hope, wouldn't want anything happening to you."

"I didn't know you cared."

"Someone has to." Ellen went back to the vacuum "Now get out of those clothes and take a shower. Jo needs help in the bar."

"Yo-your putting me to work after the night I had."

"Damn right I am. Now go."

"Yes Ma'am." Kendra sulked as she started up the stairs.

"Leave the duffle; I'll take care of your clothes." Ellen said as she turned on the vacuum and continued cleaning. Jo darted out of her mother's way and followed Kendra up the stairs.

"So glad you came back?"

"Glad isn't the word for it, but I don't have a home at the moment." Kendra paused "Not getting to touchy feely. But you know what I mean. This place is all I have since my father died."

"Yeah, it's all I have to. And if my mother has her way I'm going to die here."

"Sorry you could come with me last time. Maybe I can talk her into letting you help me next time?"

"Don't waste your breath. She's never going to let me go hunting."

"Maybe you should just go. You're a couple of years older then I am she can't keep you here forever."

"Trust me you do not want to make my mother angry, I've learned that the hard way."

The two girls reached the spare bedroom it was across from Jo's. "I'll be down in 20." Kendra informed Jo who went into her room. She watched her deposit a wad of cash onto her night stand. "Still making money off the hunters huh?"

"Hey it's not my fault they challenge me to pool when they can't play."

"Uh huh."

"Oh shut up and just take a shower."

The road house had more hunters in it when Kendra came in from the kitchen. Ellen was behind the bar and Joe was serving drinks at the far end of the place. Kendra made her way to the bar and sat down. "Don't get comfortable, I still have to sow-" Ellen stopped in mid sentance as she put a pitcher of beer down in front of two burly looking men.

"Sow what?" Kendra asked puzzled.

"Your face, you gash is gone."

"I know, I told you all I had to do was wash it out"

"No, it wasn't just blood. I saw it Ken, your bruises their gone to."

"Yeah..." Kendra trailed off looking down at the carved up bar "...I heal fast."

"Bruises don't just disappear after a shower; neither does a cut I know had to be sown up." Ellen crossed her arms on the bar and lean towered Kendra "What's goin' on Kendra?" She whispered…

Kendra bit her bottom lip; she still wasn't looking at Ellen. She took a deep breath and looked up "Nothing, I just heal fast."

Ellen shook her head "I've had to sow you up before, you've never healed that fast."

"Well I do now I guess...hey, look, do you want me to help Jo tonight or not?" Kendra got off the stool and was walking away when Ellen called.

"Hey Ken?"

"Yeah?"

"Nice shirt."

"Huh?" Kendra looked down at her 'clowns eat people' shirt, smiled, and looked back up at Ellen but she was already on the other side of the bar talking to a hunter. Kendra let out a breath of relief as she went to help Jo.

"Sam?" Dean parked the car outside the road house and looked at his brother "Yo Sam? Sammy wake up." He slapped his sleeping brother on the head this time.
"Alright, alright." Sam said in a groggy voice as he sat up in the seat. Dean got out and stretched, it was around 7 and it looked the road house was hopping. When they entered the road house Lynerd Skynerd could be heard blaring from the juet box and a few people were watching a game of pool. Dean watched the pool table for a few minutes the grabbed Sam's shoulder. "We're not gonna need to talk to Ash to find Kendra. She's here."

Sam quickly looked at the pool table and saw Jo and Kendra celebrating as a couple of hunters piled cash into their hands.

"I guess this is going to be easier then I thought."

A/N: Sorry for the crappy ending, I just wanted to get the second chapter up before I forgot about it...