AUTHOR'S NOTE - This is something I wrote quite a while ago and is a multi - chapter fic, with each chapter being told from the Point of view of either Sammy or Dean. I hope you enjoy it ...
Supernatural - The Oncoming Storm
Chapter One - Sam
"Dean! Are we nearly there yet? I'm tired. hungry, bored and am in desperate need of a wee!" I told my brother, Dean Winchester, as he drove further and further into the encroaching thunderstorm.
As usual, Dean had his Metallica tape blaring out of the Impala's stereo, but today, I didn't mind so much. Dean had been strangely quiet today. He didn't even have his usual smart remark of "Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole" when I jokingly asked if we could put on Britney Spears instead. He'd only given me a disgusted look and said nothing.
In answer to my question, though, Dean said - "Yes, we're nearly there and don't you dare pee on my seat!"
"Well, pull over, then. I did ask five minutes ago if we could stop, but it was like you didn't even hear me," I said, adding mentally "as usual."
"Okay, I'll pull over. But be quick, okay? And watch out for lightning bolts. Don't want you catching yourself alight!" and Dean finally gave one of his trademark smirks. "You know what I mean!"
"Shut up, Dean! You're disgusting, just so you know!" I said, and I din't have to fake the disgust.
Sometimes my elder brother really was too much.
Once I was back in the car, I asked - "Where are we going, Dean? Goose Crotch, Montana?"
"No. Right town, wrong state. Make that Goose Crotch, Alabama. It's so out in the boonies, I can't even remember the name of the place," Dean told me, again with that amused half smile that was so typical of Dean Winchester. "I have a feeling that you'll like this one, Sammy!"
"Why, oh, why, am I instantly worried?" I asked, only partially joking.
As soon as Dean Winchester started talking like that, then you knew you were heading for trouble.
Dean only laughed at what I'd said, but didn't make any further comment. I took it as read that that was as far as the conversation was going for now, so I settled back into contented silence as Metallica continued to blare on the stereo.Dean had it wrong though. I turned out not liking this little assignment one bit considering what happened...