Chapter 3

Disclaimer: I still don't own them hotties. Or anything revolving around them :

Two days later, Dean and Sam were getting ready to leave the hospital. 'If I ever see a hospital again, it'll be too soon.' Dean complained. Sam rolled his eyes, 'Just be lucky they're letting you out. You haven't even gotten over the fever. And besides,' Sam added, 'they probably couldn't stand the sight of your sorry ass anymore.'

'Oh haha funny guy. You really wanna kick me when I'm down.' Dean said shoving the remainder of his dirty clothes in his duffel bag.

'Leaving so soon?' A voice said from the doorway. Sam turned around and smiled. Trisha walked over to Sam and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
Sam felt himself blush as Dean smiled to himself.'Yeah, I think it's time we get out of here.' Sam responded. 'Well don't be a stranger, Sam'
She said with a smile and walked out of the room waving to them. 'That wave was more for you than for me.' Dean said looking at Sam.

'Huh? What do you mean?' Sam asked. Dean dropped his jaw. 'You are so blind. That chick is diggin' on you Sam and you play the stupid card.'

'Whatever, jerk.'

'Bitch,'

'Man, we have to drive this piece of crap?' Dean complained kicking the old station wagon. 'This piece of crap?' Sam laughed. 'What about the Impala? That's not a piece of crap.'

Dean put up a fingre. 'Hey! She's recuperating from the mess you got her into. And don't talk about my baby without her even being here. No respect whatsoever.' Sam laughed and rolled his eyes. 'When she's well again, we can kiss this bad ass goodbye.' Dean said kicking the wheel.

Sam took his rightful seat in shotgun and took out a newspaper. The passenger seat definatly wasn't the same without being in the Impala, but Sam could deal with it a little better than Dean could try. 'What no more laptop, college boy?' Dean said looking around the car. Sam looked up at him.
'Your car broke it.' he replied snidely. Before Dean could reply, Sam held up his hand and went on.

'So anyways, I've been looking through newspapers from different cities, to get us back into hunting and-'

'Wait. You've been what?' Dean interjected.

'Looking for some gigs for us.'

'Why?'

'Because I- I don't know Dean. I just did. You don't want to hunt?'

Dean rolled his eyes, 'Did you hear me say that?'

'No but-'

'Then no. Just drop this subject and continue.'

Sam opened his mouth to very much continue the subject and Dean held up his hand. 'Sammy.' He said sternly. 'Continue.'

'Anyway,' Sam said looking at the newspaper that had article cut outs folded inside of them. 'I think we might have something here.'

'And that would be?'

'Well right here, it says that 'strange happenings' have been going on in a town not far from here.'

'Sammy,' Dean began sighing. 'You need to be a little more specific. I'm no mind reader.'

'People say there's this certian well,' Sam started reading over the newspaper clipping. 'like a wishing well. But if someone wishes from it, bad luck heads his way. For example, some man wishes he'll get a new car. He gets in a fatal car accident and dies. The family bought a new car from the incurance money.'

'That's just ironic. Not supernatural.' Dean said turning on the windsheild wippers as rain began to fall down.

'There are more stories, Dean!' Sam yelled. 'Do I really need to go over this with you. Let's just check it out.'

'Hold on a minute.' Dean said looking at both Sam and the road. 'You're telling me you want to go on a hunt? Like actually want it? And enjoy it?'

Sam paused for a moment realizing where Dean was going with this. 'Why not?'

'Sam you used to hate this job. Now you want to just check any weird thing out.'

'You know why? Because we need this, you need this, I need this. I'm not just doing it for kicks. Like you said before, this is our life. So why need to get our life back into shape.'

Dean looked at Sam for several moments. 'Fine, whatever.' And accelerated on the gas and making a U-Turn to change course.

Sam smiled to himself knowing he won the argument.

After renting a room at a run down motel, Dean and Sam went over more situations involving the wishing well.

'So I'm guessing it's cursed then.' Sam said leaning back in the diner booth they were having breakfast in. Dean nodded as he drank his coffee. 'What's the plan then?' He asked raising his hand for the waitress to hand them the check.

Sam shrugged his shoulders. 'Don't you want to have some imput on this?' He asked Dean who stared at him. 'Who's idea was this, Sammy? Definatly not mine this time.
So this is all up to you.'

'Well what would you suggest if it was a hunt you actually wanted to do?'

'Ask around.' Dean said pointing to the waitress coming their way. 'Like this nice waitress right here.'

The forty-something waitress came over with a smiling forming on her face. 'Can I help you boys with something?' She asked kindly putting the bill on the table.

Sam cleared his throat, 'Uh, yeah, actually. See we've been hearing stories about some kind of wishing well that's said to be-'

'Cursed.' She inturrupted him with a stern face. 'You've heard right.'

'Do you mind telling us where we can find this well?' Sam asked politly.

'A couple of blocks away from here, sweetie. You can't miss it really. People always gather around it. But be careful. Tourists come here all the time not knowing of the little curse set upon that there well. Keep your eyes open.' She answered as she walked away.

Sam nodded and placed the breakfast money on the table. 'Well, I say we check it out.' He said standing up looking to Dean.

'Well then I'd say at least you have that part right.' Dean replied sarcastically and they both left the diner.

No more than ten minutes later, Dean and Sam arrived at the well. It was beautifully built with statues of different beings on each side. One side appeared to have angels huddling together, another side was covered in saints, and even one side was covered in bones and skulls. Dean raised his eyes as he saw all the people crowded around the well and benches that were set up around it. People taking pictures in front of the well, making wishes, and even just hanging out. 'Sam if we were a normal family, do you actually think we'd ever take a vacation to a wishing well?' He asked turning his head to Sam. Sam laughed and shrugged his shoulders. 'It would be nice.' He replied.

'Are you kidding me, Sammy? A wishing well. Do you actually think that dad would ever want to go to a wishing well? Do you think I would want to venture out to a wishing well?'

Sam turned to Dean and they both stopped walking. 'You know Dean, you and dad would probably have been different people if-' He slowly trailed off.

Dean opened his mouth and stared at Sam. 'If what Sam? Mom didn't die? Wasn't killed?' Sam cringed at Dean's words.

'I was just saying. Do you actually think you'd be like this if mom didn't die? Dad wouldn't be so torn up and raise us to hunt things that we wouldn't even believe in if it wasn't for mom's death. You wouldn't have the cocky attitude you have because you'd have nothing be cocky about. And you definatly wouldn't have as many one night stands as you have had in your past, and you wouldn't even have met Cassie.'

Dean put a smile to mask his anger building up inside of him. What he wouldn't give to punch Sam in the face right about now. 'Gosh Sam, you sure do have a way with words, don't you?'

Before Sam could say anything, a little girl pushed her way through their legs and ran to the well with a large coin in her hand. 'Hey!' Dean yelled to the girl who was not listening to him at all. A woman came up to them with an apologetic smile on her face. 'I'm really sorry about that.' She said referring to the little girl moments ago. 'Don't worry about it.' Dean said walking away. Sam stood with the woman who apologized again. 'She's just excited. She's been waiting to use her special coin to make a wish here all morning.'

'Don't worry about it, really.' Sam said smiling. The woman nodded and walked up to her daughter who had her eyes closed tightly obviously concentraiting on her wish. She opened her eyes with a smile and threw the coin into the well. It hit one of the angels and bounced into the water with a thud.

'What'd you wish for sweetie?' The woman asked her bending down next to her. 'A doggie!' She said with a smile. Sam smiled at them both and walked over to Dean who was looking at the grim reaper sculpture the was engraved in the well. 'Nice to see Mr. Reaper so soon.' Dean said with a casual smile. Sam raised his eyebrows and shook his head.

Dean sighed, 'Sorry, Sammy. I'm starting to think this is just a hoax to get people to come to vacation here. And apparently throw their money willingly to the community.'

Sam looked around and nodded. 'Maybe you're right. It just doesn't seem right.'

'Of course I'm right. What did you expect?'

Sam rolled his eyes. The barking of a dog seemed to catch him off gaurd as he heard the little girl yell for joy.

'Mommy! My wish came true! Do you hear that?' She said jumping up and down. The dogs bark sounded vicious and wild. Nothing that a girl would clearly want as a dog of her own.

'No, Dean. That girl, her wish came true. She wished for a dog. Look over there.' Sam said pointing to a dog that came running rapidly down the street towards the people at the well.

Dean looked over suspiciously. 'Are you sure? It could just be a stray.' Before Sam could say anything, people started screaming as the dog started barking ferociously at the people and charging at them. People started taking off in different directions frantically. Everyone except for the girl who went running towards the dog. Sam saw this as the mother screamed for her to come back where she was. 'Dean we have to help her!' Sam yelled to Dean who already had taken off into a run towards the girl and the dog.

The next few seconds came slower to Sam then he would have liked. Dean took off full speed for the dog that was making it's way to the little girl that wanted a dog so badly. Sam made his way through the crowd towards the girl to stop her from getting hurt. 'Hey! Stop!' He yelled to the girl who was only a few feet from the dog now. The girl stopped and looked at Sam confused. As the dog made it's leap in the air to the girl, Dean flung himself between the girl and the dog catching it practically in mid air. Sam grabbed the girl and ran to her mother who ran up to them. 'Oh my God! Help him!' Someone yelled drawing Sam's attention back to Dean. The dog had Dean's left forearm in his mouth and was very reluctant to let go. 'Sam!' Dean yelled. 'Dean!' Sam replied back trying not to completely freak out.
Dean was hitting the dog over the head repeatedly in the head with no luck on having the dog let go. Sam ran over to help byt was yanked out of the way by a dog catcher. He shot the dog with a tranquilizer and after several moments, slowly let go of Dean's arm.

Sam ran over to Dean who was kneeled down clutching under his arm. Sam carefully grabbed his arm and looked at it. There were big teeth marks with blood trickeling out of them at a steady pace. 'Dammit!' Dean said through clenched teeth. When the dog catcher got the dog safely in the car, he ran over to Dean with a first aid kit. 'I'm so sorry. Do you need a hospital?' He asked sympatheticaly. 'No, no.' Dean protested.
'Just all of your gauze, wrap and acohol pads.' The man nodded and handed over the kit. Over ran the woman and her daughter tightly in her arms. 'You boys just saved my daughter. Thank you so much!' She was frantic with tears streaming down her face. Sam looked at her not knowing what to say. 'Don't mention it.' Dean answered grabbing Sam's shoulder to help him up. 'Just next time, buy her a puppy instead of making her wish for one in a cursed wishing well.' The woman just nodded with a blank expression on her face. Sam tried to give her a reasurring smile, but he was almost certian it wouldn't help.

'Sammy,' Dean began walking with Sam away from the well. 'get me back to the motel and we'll deal with this wishing well from hell in the morning.'

Sam laughed, 'Whatever you say, Dean.' Relieved that his brother didn't already want to pack up and leave.

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