--Hey guys! If you liked the last ones hopefully you'll like this one!--

4

Lauren gripped Sam's sleeve tightly. The vision had come to her so fast. Her heart broke when she saw Dean like that. The vision hurt. The more and more she saw of one situation, she got involved. Like she was actually there.

It made her stomach flip. She pushed off Sam and ran to the bathroom, vomiting all of her stomach contents. Her body shook, the effects had stayed with her. She stood, stomach empty. She turned the knob on the sink and splashed cold water on her face.

Sam stood in the doorway. "God are you alright?" He asked quietly. He knew she'd seen what was happening to his brother, and this is how she had reacted. Lauren nodded feebly.

"I know where he is." She said, trying to keep her voice steady. Sam was startled.

"You do?" He walked toward her. Her face was white. She hadn't slept since Dean had been taken. That was about three days ago. Sam had tried to get her to eat, it was almost like she couldn't. She looked so tired, and old. Not that she was, she just looked like she'd seen too much in a short amount of time. She ran a hair through her short brown hair.

"He's in this place called Cherokee woods. It's about two hours from here." She said quietly.

"Then why are we still here?" Sam asked. "Let's go." Lauren grabbed his shoulder.

"Sam, Cherokee woods is almost three hundred acres. He could be anywhere." Sam froze. "We're gonna go in there and we're gonna find him...I just hope..." Sam put a hand on her shoulder.

"We'll find him before that happens." Sam walked out to Lauren's car, and prayed as hard as he could that the statement he made would be true.

Lauren had seen this ritual before. It was pretty common. Demons used it a lot. They got cocky and decided to use witchcraft.This ritual was called Gaining of Powers. And if the demons doing it were good, if they broke the hunter in the right amount of time, they got a lot, a lot of power. If not they just had a dead hunter and a mess to clean up.

She'd seen it a lot. But his was the first time she'd been so involved. She explained it to Sam, she wasn't sure he cared. He just wanted Dean back, alive, safe. Lauren knew how to deal with the demons. She could exorcise one in her sleep. And she would make damn sure they'd go slowly, every last laughing one of them. And Lindsay, she'd go last.

Lauren gasped, her hand flew to her head. Sam jumped and swerved the car, it took him a moment to straighten it back out.

"No," She yelled. "Not another one!" But there was no stopping it.

"Lauren!" Sam yelled. His voice sounded distant. "Lauren!" Ever more distant. Lauren's eyes closed as she slipped into the vision.

Dean couldn't get warm. Huddled together in that small concrete hole, more water filling it, it was almost like he was out of body heat. He wanted the rain to stop. It's constant pattering drove him crazy.He was surrounded by complete darkness, only flashes of lightning told him what was happening. Thunder crashed, startling him each time. Occasionally he saw things, things that didn't belong here.

A cat here, a random person there. I'm hallucinating. He shut his eyes, tight. He tried thinking of something, anything to keep him sane.

Lauren. He thought. We met by accident. We were on the same hunt, but thought each other was the enemy. We started talking after we killed the thing. God she was beautiful.He gorgeous blue eyes. Her thick brown hair. She was smart, charming, and she decided to be with a screw up like me. Man she's out of my league. But she stayed with me. The only problem with her was that damn country music. Dean smiled, then winced. He hurt so bad. He wouldn't wish anything like this on anyone. Well, He thought. Maybe Lindsay.

Suddenly Dean heard something moving. He drew himself closer. He couldn't see. A warm hand touched his face. Dean pulled away. The hand touched him again, and again he pulled away.

"Is that how you treat all of your girlfriends?" A voice asked. Dean gasped.

"L-L-Lauren?" He whispered.

"Yeah babe it's me." She said. There was something different about her. Her voice sounded cold, empty. Like she didn't feel the same way about him anymore. Lightning flashed, she looked as beautiful as ever, but her eyes, they were...different. "Sammy's here too." Dean heard footsteps.

"Hey Dean." Sam said.Sam sounded hesitant.Lauren bent down in front of him.

"Dean I have to tell you something," She touched his face. Dean leaned into her hand, seeking comfort. He found none. "I saw what Lindsay said to you. About how I wanted you out of the way so I could be with Sam." Dean shut his eyes. "Well she was right." Dean's heart cracked.

"L-Lauren n-n-no." he shuddered.

"I'm sorry Dean." She said, standing.

"So am I," Sam said. "You always took everything from me, I figured I'd return the favor."

"P-please." Dean said.

"I don't love you anymore Dean. Lindsay was right. No one cares about you. No one is coming to save you. You're all alone. Sam and I will be better off without you." Lightning struck again. Dean looked up and saw Sam and Lauren, lips locked together. Tears cascaded down his face.

"No," Dean whispered. White light flashed again, they were gone. "No, no, no, no, no." He started hitting his head on the wall behind him. "Please no, please." That was it. Dean didn't care anymore. He had no hope left. His chest ached and he wasn't sure why. Dean was broken.

"Dean it's not real!" Lauren screamed. "It's not real! Please baby listen to me!" Dean's fever was causing him to see things that weren't real. Lauren cried, she could almost see Dean's broken heart lying on the floor. Lauren gasped. Now she knew exactly where he was. She hated these visions. She felt so helpless. Suddenly her eyes opened and she was back in her car.

"Drive Sam." She said. Sam had pulled over when she had started screaming.

"Are you-" Sam began.

Lauren slapped the dashboard. "Just drive!" Sam slammed the gas pedal and they took off down the road. "I'm comin' baby." She whispered.

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