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Chapter 24
From where he stood by the windowsill of Dean's room, Sam turned to stare at the slumbering forms of Dean, John, and Missouri.
His father and brother lay where they'd collapsed onto the bed, Dean slumped with his back against the headboard, John laying across the foot of the bed, and Missouri slumped back in the chair she'd been sitting in.
" Sam, is everything alright?" Came a familar voice through Sam's mind.
His Alkaya.
" Yeah, I showed them what really happened to me back at the hospital. I showed them of our conversations and the choices I had to make. I'm gonna show them of our time together at the compound, and all had I had to suffer through at you're hands... Slave-driver." Sam smirked as he mentally comunicated with his pregnant mate, who was resting in the guestroom at the very end of the hall.
" Hey, quiet callin me that, unless you want to be banished to the couch downstairs in the livingroom from now until Peanut get here. Just don't overwhelm them too much. And don't worry, everything will be just fine." Said Alkaya's voice.
" Thanks for the vote of confidence." Sighed Sam mentally.
" Always, now get to showing them, we don't have all day." Said Alkaya before with a whispering sound, the link was severed.
With a small sigh, Sam's still white eyes flashed with power. Like Alkaya said, he'd best get to showing them what had happened after his fiery demise.
Meanwhile, in the dreamworld Dean, John, and Missouri were currently in, the scene began to morph from a blank whiteness to a dark night in a forrest.
" Where are we?" Asked Missouri as she looked around at the black, frost covered forrest around them with the star-filled heavens shining down on them.
In answer, all three watched as a figure cloaked in a long, flowing coat with a hood walked into the clearing they were standing it.
They watched as the figure reached up and pulled the hood back, revealing who she was.
Alkaya.
She stood tall and impossing as she waited, her dark coat swanging around her in the soft night wind, her pale, now wolf-like eyes staring out into the distance. Though she seemed calm, Dean and John could both detect a hint of anxiety as they watched her lips part.
" C'mon Samuel, don't keep me waiting."
Everyone watched as there was deathly silence for a few more minutes before a small spark of electric blue energy crackled through the previously still air.
They watched as a small look of relief passed over Alkaya's face before she schooled her features.
The three real people all jumped when Another spark of blue electricity crackled through the cold, night air, this one stronger then the first little flicker. This was followed by several more sparks and crackles of energy.
They were nearly knocked clean off their feet when a crash of unearthly sound boomed through the air as the ground began to tremble and shake, ominous looking clouds gathered over head as a viscious wind howled and raged, bombarding everything in it's path.
" Holy f---." Swore Dean in awe as he watched the awesome, primal powers playing out before them.
The three were also in awe of Alkaya, as she stood firm and unwavering amidst all the chaos.
Then, they all gasped as with another loud crash, gigantic blue bolts of sizzling hot lightening erupted from the now cloudy heavens, they careened like missiles towards the frost covered dirt of the clearing and when these awesome bolts of energy made contact with the ground, a blinding bright light swallowed up everything in the clearing. Through the roar they heard Alkaya mutter.
" I should've brought some shades."
The three watched as for a few more seconds there was only the awesome display of light from the heavens before they all saw something small and dark within the light.
With each passing second, this small dark shape slowly began to grow in size and shape with each passing second as the charged air crackled and sparked.
" Oh... my God." Whispered John as he realized just what the dark mass was.
" Sammy..." Whispered Dean, watching in horrified fascination as his baby brother's body was painfully being regenerated from literally, the ashes.
They watched on as slowly, molecules and cells began to rebuild themselves and soon, bones, sinews, mucles, veins and organs were formed a new.
Then, layers of skin, finger nails, and hair reformed themselves over the newly remade inner body.
They all jumped once again and both Dean and John felt their already fragile hearts crumble as Sam let out his first scream through newly formed vocal cords.
It killed them both to see their youngest suffering this much.
The three watched as Sam's eyes flew open and stared skyward alight with power, pale and glowing ten times stronger than Dean and John remembered them being, back at the cabin that night.
Then, Sam screamed again, this time louder from where he stood within the giant vortex of energy.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
Then, Dean, John, and Missouri watched as Sam's knees buckled and he fell to the ground in a heap, unconscious but alive, very much alive.
The light then began to flicker and fade, the wind gave it's final howl and the earth shook one last time before it fell still. Then the light simply vanished into nothing, leaving a very annoyed Alkaya in it's wake.
They watched as Alkaya slowly took a step forward, the ground crunching and crackling weakly with residual energy under her boot clad feet as she slowly made her way across the charred land into the center of the clearing.
Dean and John both felt a pang go through them they watched Alkaya gracefully sank to her knees beside the unconscious young man, pausing a moment to look him over.
" Aww Man, this pale eyed chick saw my little brother while he was buck naked." Though Dean in slight mortification while the rest of his was very, very amused.
Then, the three watched as Alkaya raised her left hand halfway up into the air and with a flick of her wrist, a large woolen blanket materialized out of nowhere. With great care, Alkaya draped the blanket over Sam's unconscious form covering him up as best she could against the cold.
Alkaya reached out and ran a gentle hand through Sam's chocolate brown hair before she smiled softly and sadly before she spoke.
" Welcome back Bean Stalk."
The black painted forrest and the two illusions of Sam and Alkaya began to melt away as the scene changed from the dead of night to the bright, golden light of a new morning.
The three real people found themselves standing in a light colored room with a metallic-modern theme.
Their gazes fell on the sleeping form of Sam, where he lay covered by the white sheets. He looked for lack of a better turn... brand new.
His body healed a newly made with not a scratch on him. He looked serene in his sleep, something Dean hadn't seen in a very long time. A very very long time.
But then, Sam began to stir in distress, caught in a dream.
" Dean!" He yelled as his moss-green eyes flew open, his body sitting bolt upright.
As the young man sat trying to catch his breath, he looked around, taking in his surroundings. Which were indeed, an awesome sight in their own right, especially outside.
" Am I in heaven?" Sam asked to no one.
" You'd have to be dead for that. You, Samuel Winchester are very much alive." Echoed the very amused, silvery voice of Alkaya.
The three watched with growing amusement at the antics and words that followed.
" Alkaya, where are you?"
" I'm downstairs in the kitchen making breakfast."
" Why? I thought you'd be in here to explain things, that's what you're supposed to do, right?"
" I will explain things... As soon as you get some clothes on."
Dean and John actually laughed outloud as the watched their Sammy realize his current garments consisted of absolutely nothing but the bedsheet and yell out for God before turning bright red and toppling off the bed in a spectacular desplay of long limbs and linen.
Missouri herself chuckled as she watched Sam lay crestfallen on the floor and let out a small moan of mortification.
" Oh Man."
" Hey, you okay up there?"
" No. Can't you see that?"
" Dude, I can't see through the walls and use the psychic link to talk to you at the same time, I'll give myself a migraine. Now don't be such a baby, Bean Stalk, grab a shower and some clothes from the dresser by the window and come downstairs, I'm making waffles and pancakes, they'll get cold and soggy if you waste time being self-conscious."
" Woah, I thought I was a mother hen." Muttered Missouri, earning incredulous looks from Dean and John as they watched on.
Sam quickly scrambled to his feet, the sheets wrapped firmly around his waist as he shuffled over to the dresser and pull out some clothes before he practically ran into the bathroom.
After a good while, he came back out, fully dressed. The three followed him out of the room and were in awe at the vastness of the mansion Sam was now in when their eyes fell upon it.
But they quickly caught themselves and followed the moving image of Sam down the steps and through the livingroom to the dining room.
They watched a slightly uneasy Sam take a seat at the mahogany table and wait.
Then, the door at the other end of the room seemed to open by itself and remained open until Alkaya walked in through it, gracefully balancing two very large plates in her hands.
On one plate was a huge stack of pancakes and the other held an equally large stack of golden brown waffles, both stacks were dripping in thick golden amber maple syrup.
It was enough to make both John and Dean's mouths water seeing as to how breakfast had been put on the back burner.
" Morning Sleepyhead."
Sam's answer had been a hungry stare at the food. The three watched as Alkaya smirked before speaking.
" You're gonna need the proper utensils before you can dig in Hungry-Man."
Then, like something straight out of Matilda, they watched as out of nowhere, a third plate came flying through the door Alkaya had walk in through. It whized over Alkaya's head and careened itself towards Sam, who yelped in surprise at the whimsical sight.
They watched as Sam was about to duck for cover when the plate stopped in mid-air, just a few inches shy of smashing into his nose. The plate stayed completely motionless and defying the laws of gravity by staying in mid air. Then, it calmly lowered itself to the table before Sam and was once again, an inanimate object.
A fork and a knife soon followed in the same path as the plate.
Sam looked at Alkaya and began to speak when the beautiful woman shushed him after she'd set the two large plates down before him.
" You can ask me all the questions you want, I'll answer them. Right now, you've had a rough few days, just take it easy and eat up. You're gonna need all you're strength."
Then, with a smile she left, leaving Sam to himself.
Now, all three real people in audience stood in awe... of Samuel Winchester's ravenous appitite. Never had Dean and John seen their youngest devour so much food at such a rapid pace.
Dean, John, and Missouri watched as everything was eaten in ten minutes flat. Sam sat content but thirsty, until a tall glass of milk came floating through the door.
Sam let out a breathless laugh and took the offered drink floating towards him into his hand and offered thanks.
Once he was done with the milk and had set the glass down, all of the item suddenly came to life again, levitating off the table top and floating away towards the door that led to the kitchen disappearing through it.
When the door opened again, Alkaya herself stepped through and walked over to Sam as she spoke.
" Well, what'd you think of my cooking skills?"
" It was great, thank you."
Then Alkaya held out a long fingered hand to Sam.
" Now, let's go for a walk, I have a lot to show you."
Sam took the offered hand and the two walked out of the diningroom, their unseen audience following in the illusion's wake.
As they walked through the livingroom, Sam spoke.
" Alkaya, what happened to me? The last thing I remember was... The fire..."
" Well, that's simple Sam, you died yesterday. Burned to crisp. That's when the illusion kicked in. Last night, the Higher Powers worked their magic and brought you back in a splended display of fireworks. You're body was regenerated from the ashes and you lost consciousness shortly after. I used my own abilities to lift you're freakish hugeness and carried you back here." Answered Alkaya as they walked down the hall side by side.
" Where is here?"
" Here, is a special compound that is protected by the most powerfull charms, spells, and anti-demon wards in the known universe. No Demon, not even the Yellow Eyed one can enter here so, you're quite safe."
" What about Dean and Dad, where are they?"
At this both John and Dean felt a pang of heartache for their baby. The three felt a jolt go through them when Alkaya's answer reached their ears.
" They're alive if that's what you mean. Two security guards pulled them out of your room in the hospital, while you were dying. Your brother and father made a break for it afterwards. They drove out of town like a bat out of hell, and kept on driving till they reached your friend Bobby Singer's place. They'll be spending a few days there before they hit the road again, their heading back to Lawrence, Kansas. A little while after you'd been completely taken by the flames, a woman named Missouri Mosely called, with her own psychic abilities, she sensed that something was very wrong. After she found out that you were gone, she told your father and brother to come back to Lawrence, to come back home."
" How the hell did she know that?" Was the universal thought going through three minds at once as they watched on. This time seeing how Sam had wanted to know about his big brother even with everything else going on.
" Dean... What about him, how is he?"
" He's broken, without you."
Dean agreed that broken was one way of putting how he had been after Sam had been taken but, there would never be an absolute word to describe his devastation.
The three watched in sad silence as Sam collapsed wearily into an arm-chair that was sandwiched between two paintings, burying his face into his hands as tiny sobs began to wracked through his huddled form.
Then, Alkaya had bound forwards and hugged him firmly as she spoke words of comfort to the young man.
" Remember what I told you in your dream?"
" That it wasn't goodbye forever."
" That's right, you will see them again, when the time is right."
" How long do I have to be here?" Asked Sam once they'd pulled away.
" A year."
That sent the three real people into shock.
" A year? How the hell's that possible?" Asked John to no one in particular with a flabbergasted Dean beside. Alkaya had already explained this to Missouri but, it still was hard to believe.
" Just keep listening." Echoed the real Sam's voice through the air, they obeyed and watched as Sam had blown his top and shot from his seat to pace around.
" What? A year, how the hell am I supposed stay here for a whole year? What about my family? I can't stay away for that long. I just can't!"
" Sam, listen to me."
" Sam, there's something else you should know about this place. Time, it flows differently here, very differently. What is twelve months here in this place, is only one in your timeline."
The three in audience stood in disbelief at these words. Sam had spent a whole year away from them, not a mere month like John and Dean.
A full year. Dean couldn't help but feel a great sadness wash over him. Sure, he'd been through hell his month without his brother but, how had Sammy felt, what had he gone through in what had been a year for him?
" Just what have I gotten myself into?"
" It's complicated but, you'll be alright. You got me guiding you. Now come, I still have to give you the grand tour, after that, your training starts."
" Believe me, we have a lot to do. And a year is not as long as you think it is."
Then, the scene shifted and changed, Alkaya and Sam's voices echoing through the air while the next scene came into being.
" Alkaya, why is this place so huge if we're the only one here?"
" Well, besides the telekinesis, the visions, and the healing ability you've already exibited, you will also be able to see through walls, control people with the power of influence, read minds, yaddi yaddi yadda. All in all, they'll gradually come out of dormancy as you train, this house is large and filled with objects for you to practice on, hell I wouldn't be surprised if you end up with a Superman-thing like Neo from the Matrix."
Dean couldn't help but let a faint smirk play across his lips, this Alkaya girl was a snarky one.
" Aww Man." Sam's groan echoed through the air as the vision became a clear image.
Alkaya and Sam standing in the dojo room.
" Well, let's get started."
" Like right now?"
They watched Sam wince as Alkaya spoke, before she's lashed out in attack.
" Let's try a little hand to hand."
" That girl's got moves." Muttered John in awe as the three stood and watched the furious sparring match that had followed.
Indeed, even Dean was impressed by the fighting skills Alkaya was exuding, but he was also proud of how Sam hadn't given up, despite the beating he was getting.
They watched as, after several minutes of fighting, Alkaya snagged the youngest Winchester's left wrist in a vice-like grip and with a yell, send Sam flying through the air.
" Oh my." Breathed Missouri as they all winced when Sam hit the floor with a dull thud and lay eagle spread onto his back, staring upwards.
They watched as Alkaya loomed over Sam and spoke.
" You had enough?"
" Yeah, enough for now."
They watched as Alkaya grinned and helped Sam into a sitting position. They sat in silence before Sam spoke.
" Alkaya, can I ask you something?"
" Fire away."
" Why does it hurt so much whenever I get a vision? I mean, it's like my head gets split in two each time they come."
" Well, the visions and all the psychic powers can wreak havoc on the body and the mind if they can't be descerned from something harmfull. The visions cause you so much agony because you haven't accepted them as a part of what makes you... you. Whether you like it or not, these powers and abilities, they're among the things that make you who you are. Once you accept them as a gift and not a curse, the headaches, the nightmares, the headsplitting pain, they'll all go away. Once you accept them as a part of you, you will be in control, not them in control of you."
" But how? I've been fighting them for so long, how do I just accept them as a part of me?"
" You're gonna have to figure that out for yourself Samuel, just know, these powers and abilities are yours, and yours alone. You are supposed to control them, and use them for whatever it is you will."
Not only had these words rung through Sam then, they rang through Dean, John, and Missouri where they stood.
Then, Alkaya beckoned Sam to her.
" Hey c'mere, I gotta see something."
Missouri hid a small smile as she watched Alkaya pull Sam so that he was on his back once again, his head laying in her lap.
" What are you doing?"
" Relax, this won't hurt. I'm just going to probe your memory a little bit and see something real quick."
" Wait a minute I-"
They watched as Sam's eyes fell shut and Alkaya's eyes went totally white.
Then, the memories of a hellish night from one month ago played out around the three real people in audience. John and Dean both in complete dread as they themselves relived the event that led to where they were now.
YOU SHOOT ME IN THE HEART SON!!!!" Screamed John from where he lay with the Demon still in him.
" Sam no." Whispered Dean from where he lay bleeding against the wall.
" HE'S STILL IN ME, I CAN FEEL IT. YOU SHOOT ME SAM!!!" Screamed John.
" SAMMY!" Screamed John Winchester.
" Sammy." Whispered Dean Winchester.
Then, Sam's face had gon blank and he'd lowered the Colt.
" Sammy?" Whispered Dean.
" Sammy?" Whispered John as he stared up at Sam.
The three in audience all felt chills as they gazed on the image of Sam as the first pulse of psychic energy shot out from him and coursed through John's body, pinning him to the floor. Then Sam's lips parted as he spoke, his voice deep and sp frigid, it would've put the Arctic winds to shame.
" Get. The Hell. Out. Of my Dad, You Son of a Bitch."
Then, the demon had been forced out of John and he'd mocked Sam.
" So Sammy boy, you wanna take me on?"
The three watched as Sam let loose a viscious attack that hit the demon head-on. The black mist screamed out a final threat before it slithered away through the wood.
John, Dean, and even Missouri all had to look away when they saw Sam take the terrible wounds his father and brother had suffered into his own body, crumbling to a bloody heap on the floor.
Then, the vision within a vision ended and they all found themselves back in the trainingroom, staring at Alkaya and Sam where they sat and lay, in Sam's case.
Then, Alkaya spoke.
" Your power comes from within your heart. You hatred for the Yellow Eyed Demon is strong, but your love for your family is stronger. You are truely meant for the Path of Light, it will be my honor to guide your way, Bean Stalk."
Then, the scene once again shifted, this time to outside, at the banks of a lake.
At first, there was only the scenery but then, Sam walked passed them, his head bowed and his face barely masking the sadness he'd been feeling this day.
They watched his walk up to the large boulder and climb onto it.
They felt their hearts break as they watched him curl up into such a tiny ball and start sobbing quietly. It was as though Sam's sadness had seeped into their very souls as they watched him cry.
And so, the scenes changed, showing how Sam quickly began to grow. They were all struck in awe by the abilities that surfaced and were painstackingly honed.
Not only was he changing inside, the watched Sam transform phsyically, hair growing darker and longer, eyes deepening with centuries of ancient magic and the hard training was adding muscularity to his tall frame.
John and Dean also felt slightly uneasy as they watched Alkaya push Sam relentlessly, nearly breaking him in several occassions. Nearly, Sam never broke.
Alkaya was a formidable woman they had to admit and indeed, she made John Winchester look like a complete pushover, much to the eldest Winchester's embarrassment.
They watched as Sam's telekinetic abilities came to full strength.
They watched as he absorbed encyclopedia sized books of latin.
They watched him hone his ability to electrocute, control and read minds, and regenerate small wounds.
They even watched him burn the Key of Solomon onto the table top, an ode to one Bobby Singer.
They were almost driven to tears when they witness the dream Sam had had, the one where he and his beloved Jessica had said their final goodbyes to eachother.
Then, the scene changed to Alkaya and Sam standing at the pier on the lake.
They watched as Sam's eyes ignited with power and his voice rang out deep and loud as ancient latin formed on his lips.
" Adveho sub meus to order , aequora of vetus." ( Come under my command, waters of old. )
The waters of the lake churned violently before Sam's voice rang out again.
" Ortus!" ( Rise!)
Dean, John, and Missouri stood in awe as the waters obeyed and rose up into four towering collumns that roared like a tsunami. The collumns stood vertical and swirling from where they were stationary. They stayed that way until Sam lowered them down back into the rest of the lake.
A satisfied Alkaya spoke beside him.
" Not bad Bean Stalk."
Then, the three watched as her smile turned into a look of mischief as she stepped closer to a still distracted Sam, until she was right behind him.
Dean and John couldn't help but chuckle as they watched their Sammy take a swan dive, curtesy of the pale eyed woman who'd been standing behind him.
" Hey! What the hell was that for?!" Yelled Sam when he'd surfaced.
" Sorry Sammy, couldn't resist the opportunity to see you take a dive."
Dean felt a small jolt go through him at these words. She'd called his brother Sammy. Only John and himself ever called Sam by that name, to add to the slight confusion, Sam hadn't seemed to mind that she'd called him that.
What was going on between these two?
Unbenounced to him, John was thinking the exacy same thing while Missouri hid a small smile. She on the other hand, knew exactly what was going on.
Sam was showing them the beginings of his love for Alkaya.
The scene changed, and they found themselves standing in the trainingroom once again, watching Sam and Alkaya face each other as the wolf-eyed woman spoke, her eye betraying her regret.
" Sam, I'm gonna warn you, this session is gonna be a lot harder than usual."
" Harder in what way?"
" What I mean is, you're gonna be tested out on your ability to regenerate from... Larger and more serious wounds."
Dean and John were instantly alarm, if this woman had done anything to hurt Sam they'd...
" But I'm fine, I don't have any wounds to heal."
They all watched as Alkaya's face darkened in deep sadness as she whispered.
" I'm so sorry about this."
John, Dean, and Missouri all felt their hearts leap into their throughts when Sam let out a loud scream of agony before he crumbled to the floor in a bloody heap, struggling to get the words out as he cried. Both Dean and John moved to run to Sam's side when an invisible for kept them rooted to the spot, leaving them to tug free in futility as the watched the scene before them.
" OH GOD! ALKAYA WHAT THE HELL'S HAPPENING?"
" It's the Higher Powers, they're giving you back the wounds they'd healed when they brought you back to life. The wounds you'd taken into your own body when you saved you father and brother back at the cabin."
" W-Why?"
" Because you have to be able to heal yourself and because... I downright refused to hurt you in any way. The Higher Powers had to improvise. I'm sorry."
The next words out of Alkaya's mouth made everyone stand still and watch.
" You have to heal yourself Sam. Please, focus your mind, I know this is agony but, you can't let it beat you Sam. Please Sammy, don't let it beat you."
They watched as Sam's face grew focused, the agony fading away as moss-green eyes turned pale, icy blue and ignited with power as the air around him began to crackle and sizzle.
The three watched in awe at what happened next.
With a primal yell, Sam climbed to his knees as the wounds that graced his arching body began to glow with a white light.
They watched as the wounds stopped bleeding all together as they slowly began to heal themselves.
The wounds that marred Sam's chest slowly began to close, seemingly of their own volition.
The angry red, open wounds closed and faded to light pink scars before vanishing completely, leaving behind only flawless pale flesh.
Then, Sam fell backwards in complete exhaustion, his newly healed chest heaving from the exhurtion it had had to endure.
Alkaya rushed forward and knelt over Sam.
" Sam?"
" Feel... So numb."
" I'll take you up to your room then."
The three watched as Alkaya's eyes ignited with their own power and levitated Sam's exhausted body off the bloody floor.
The three followed as Alkaya carefully led Sam's levitating body up the stairs to his room.
When they reached the room, they watched as
Sam floated over the bed for a few seconds before Alkaya gently lowered him onto the mattress.
She was instantly at his side.
" Alkaya?"
" Shh. I'm here Sam. Just take it easy, you wiped yourself out."
They watched as Alkaya pulled Sam's hair free of it's ponytail before the youngest Winchester reached out with a shaky had towards the pale eyed woman.
Alkaya gripped the hand in her own, giving in a firm squeeze as Sam asked.
" W-Why didn't you obey... the Higher Powers?"
" I don't got to obey the guys upstairs all the time. Sam I just... couldn't. Guess you're growin' on me Bean stalk"
The three people all felt a strange warmth wash over them as they watched Alkaya pull Sam's shirt closed and then rebuttoned it for him.
Once she'd done the last button she moved to get up and leave when the youngest Winchester reached out and seized her hand once again. They watched as Sam brought Alkaya's hand to his chest, pressing her palm over the spot where his heart was as he smiled up at her and whispered.
" Stay with me."
" Oh My God, my baby brother fell in love." Though Dean in realization as he watched Alkaya smile back and speak a single word.
" Alright."
Then, the scene shifted, this time to a new morning and Sam sleeping peacefully in bed when the sounds of someone throwing up filled the air, waking him.
Sam got up and headed over to the bathroom, the three following to find Alkaya hunched over the toilet, looking a sickly green and miserable. They watched Sam rush to her side and ask.
" Hey, you alright?"
" Y-Yeah, probably just something I ate. I mean, we did have shrimp last night."
Then with a small groan, she turned back to the toilet and began heaving once again.
The three could see that the relationship between Sam and Alkaya had deepened a great deal in the way Sam's sole focus on the pale-eyed woman as he rubbed her back and held her hair away from her face for her.
They all watched as Alkaya climbed onto unsteady feet with Sam hovering behind her as she made her way over to the sink to gargle and splash water over her face. When she began to sway after a few shaky steps, Sam pulled her into his arms in one fluid motion. He easily carried her out of the bathroom and set her down gently onto the bed before he spoke.
" Just take it easy. Do you need anything?"
A chuckle escaped the three when Alkaya's reply was,
" What're you my mother? Don't worry about it Bean Stalk, I just need to lay down for a while, I'm fine, honest."
" Why don't you go have breakfast and practice, I'm just gonna go back to sleep."
They watched as Sam reluctantly nodded and leaned in to press a kiss to Alkaya's before pulling away to get dressed. Once he was done, he sent a final, reluctant and concerned look at Alkaya before leaving the room.
Then, the scene shifted and the three real people found themselves standing on the pier with Sam standing at the end, he seemed to have been thinking about something, or rather someone. When a small, hesitant voice called from behind all of them.
" Sam?"
" Alkaya, what're you doing out here? I thought you were resting?... What's wrong?"
John and Dean, along with Sam were concerned as they saw how vulnerable Alkaya looked as she walked up to them though, she was an image that only saw Sam and not the three other people.
Sam strode forwards and spoke in concern.
" Alkaya, tell me what's wrong?"
" Sam... I... I'm..."
" Oh this is it." Said Missouri to herself as she beamed, causing Dean and John to look sharply at her in confusion as to what exactly she'd meant. She glanced at them and gesture for them to hush up and just watch and see. They gazed on as Sam reached out and gripped Alkaya's face in his hands before he spoke.
" Your what?"
It was then, that the life altering bomb had been dropped on Sam once again. Not only that, it was now going to be dropped onto Dean and John Winchester as well.
" I'm... I'm pregnant."
There was total, absolute silence as John and Dean Winchester stood side by side, completely dumbfounded.
So dumbfounded, they barely noticed Sam fall off the pier as he'd passed out.
Dean was the first to gain his voice back, though he could only manage a whisper as he watched Alkaya jump into the lake after Sam.
" What the hell?"
It was then that the vision began to shift and change.
" Hey wait a minute... what-" A breathless John began but then, they all found themselves back inside the bedroom Sam and Alkaya had shared.
Their gazes were drawn to the bed, and the two people sleeping serenly in it.
They watched as with a sigh, Sam's eyes fluttered open and he stared at the ceiling for a few seconds before a shuffle of movement caught his attention. With a smile spreading across his face, Sam turned onto his side and faced Alkaya where she lay facing him, wearing a flowing, pure white, sleeve-less vintage nightgown, her heartshaped face serene and calm in sleep, a ghost of a smile on her lips. Her hair, braided in the thousands and thousands, lay fanned out around her head and shoulders, the morning light seemed to make her glow as it touched her pale, flawless, light caramel skin.
They watched as the smile that graced Sam's lips grew a little wider as he reached out, his fingertips lightly trailing over a single ebony braid before he let it go to rest his hand over Alkaya's stomach.
John and Dean Winchester felt a jolt go through them both as they caught sight of the tell-tale little bump beneath Sam's hand.
They watched as Sam carefully leaned down till he was about a breath away from where his hand was and spoke.
" Good morning little one, it's me, it's Daddy."
" Oh my God." Whispered John, for reasons he had yet to understand, he felt himself grow light and fuzzy at these words.
Dean just gawked at what his eyes were seeing.
" Daddy? Did my baby brother just refer to himself as Daddy?" His Vapor-locked mind thought. Missouri just stood beside the two men with happy tears welling in her eyes.
A few minutes later, Alkaya awoke with a smile and spoke.
" Hey there Bean Stalk."
" Hey back." Whispered Sam before he leaned up and captured Alkaya's lips in a kiss, his hand never once leaving her swelling stomach.
Then, everything went stark white, Dean, John, and Missouri all felt themselves being firmly pulled away by and unseen force and then, they knew nothing.
Meanwhile, in the real world.
Sam Winchester stood by the windowsill of Dean's room and watched as the three other occupants in the room began to stir.
Then with a gasp, Dean, John, and Missouri all jerked awake.
Dean and John blinked and looked around the room, disoriented from their experience but their fogged minds immediately cleared and focused when their eye fell on the young man standing by the window, bathed in the morning light and looking a little scared.
Dean and John bore holes into Sam before John spoke, saying what was most likely the biggest understatement of the century in a voice that held no room for arguement.
" Samuel Morgan Winchester, you better explain yourself and what we just saw this instant."
" Ditto." Added Dean as he leered at Sam.
" Well then, I guess I should be in attendence for it then." Came a steady, strong female voice.
All four pairs of eyes turned to see a very pregnant Alkaya standing in the doorway of the room.
" Oh Boy." Whispered Sam as his father and brother once again met the blue-eyed Nurse, who was now the mother of his unborn child.
Oh Boy indeed.