The whole car ride Dean had been pretty much silent, ignoring both Sam and Chase's questions about whether he knew where he was going. He was exhausted and emotionally drained from the previous hunt. It was as if he was dreaming, everything seemed so surreal and voices felt like a distant echo.
He kept his eyes on the road, occasionally seeing blurred headlights from oncoming traffic go passed him. He really had no idea where he was or where he was going because he was lost physically and mentally. All he could do was replay the last conversation he had had with Anna over and over in his mind.
"Listen, the main reason I wanted to go was because of you...I really do want to go with you." She'd said, and as if he was someone else he'd replied, "Just because you're not coming with us now doesn't mean forever, right?"
He couldn't help but relive the scene in his mind over and over, feeling tears prick the corners of his eyes because of it. Everything was such a blur to him.
His brother's voice pulled him back into reality. "Dean, what's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong." He repeated his words from earlier.
Sam just shook his head, "You do know the turn off for Cowley was three hours back that wa…." He stopped, grabbing his head. "Ahhhhh." He leaned forward unto his lap, holding his head in pain.
"SAM?!" Dean looked at his brother, alarmed. He'd never seen Sam in so much pain before. He looked for the nearest turn off and pulled the car over.
"AH, it won't stop!" Sam exclaimed in agony.
Dean grabbed Sam's shoulder, trying to offer support. "Sammy, talk to me, what can you see?"
"It HURTS." Sam said, giving him only the briefest of glances. "You and…..Anna."
"Me and Anna? Sam, what are you talking about?" A puzzled look fell on Dean's face and he glanced at Chase, who was sitting in the back seat wearing pretty much the same expression.
"Why does this keep happening to me?" Sam asked, seeming not to have heard Dean.
"Sam, look at me. It's like every other time, okay? It will stop." Dean wasn't so sure it would, but he wanted to comfort Sam somehow. He continued to hold Sam's shoulder and stared at him.
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"AHHHHH!" Becca screamed out in pain as the throbbing in her head seemed to go up a notch. She fell to her knees and hoped the pain would pass. She could hear screaming in her head, see Sam, Sammy, whoever he was, holding his head in pain and screaming just like she was. Finally the pain stopped and she got to her feet shakily. She was on the side of the road, and she held a thumb out as cars passed by. She'd never hitch hiked before, but she needed a way to Wyoming and this seemed like the only way to do it. She was only two states away, anyway, and then she'd been in Wyoming and able to find this Sam Winchester.