AN: I know this is short, but I hope you all enjoy it anyway! Take care... see you again soon!
Dean needed a break, he really did. Never in his life had he ever had to deal with such a demanding person; not even when he was living with John. As he stood out in the rain he was thankful that the woman had decided to stay inside the wreckage, of course her main reasoning was that she didn't want to ruin her outfit anymore than she had already. As he scanned the area again he couldn't get over the fact that they survived. The plane had basically bounced when it hit the ground causing the fuselage to split into two pieces. Now there were people milling around trying to gather up food from the forest to help tide them over until help arrived.
Looking back at the portion he was currently having to claim as home, he cringed at the thought of having to spend too much time with the Congresswoman. Not only had she decided immediately that this whole incident was his fault, but she had already declared that when they got back to the States he was going to replace her belongings. 'Yeah, fat chance of that lady.' He thought smugly, knowing that once he told the whole story of her conduct she wouldn't have too many friends on Capital Hill.
Thinking about the last several hours gave him a headache, but the way she had treated the people who were already hurt was appalling. Somehow he didn't think her supposed colleagues would like to be associated with someone who refused to share supplies with injured women and children. Thinking about the children actually made his thoughts switch to his brother and how he hoped they'd get back soon; he had a party to plan.
"Excuse me… Mr. Winchester, if you could possibly be torn away from whatever meager thoughts you were entertaining for a moment and come help me find my bags, then I would greatly appreciate it." Marcie Tolliver said with such condescension that Dean wanted to push the woman into a mud puddle and walk out of the rainforest by himself.
Sighing, he took another look at those around him trying to make the best of the situation and wished that these could be different circumstances, mainly minus one certain woman in an Armani pant suit.
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Sam had no idea what was going on. One minute he was enjoying a conversation with Chad and the next he was being called a name that he'd had to think about to decide which definition he was supposed to use. Chad and Toby had instantly stood up and challenged the person to show their face. When nothing happened both boys grudgingly sat back down and attempted to get their friend to discuss what was really on his mind.
"Look guys, I really appreciate it, but it's nothing… I'm just tired, that's all." He said, trying to lighten the already tense mood.
Chad wasn't having any of it; he already heard the rumors making the rounds and knew that there was no way that his friend hadn't heard the same things. "Sam, look we understand that things look bad right now…"
The sound of Sam's laughter made Chad taper off what he was saying and look at Toby in concern. After a moment, Sam quieted and with a wide smile shook his head. "Come on man, do you really think I care what these people think of me? The only reason why I'm here is to keep a promise to my brothers; otherwise I'd drop out and get my GED." When his friends looked at him in horror, he smirked, "It's not the end of the world, really… been there done that. You two need to relax more."
Toby looked between Chad and Sam and wondered how they could have misread the signs so badly. They had thought their friend was bummed out because of what was being spread around about him, but now they find out that he's been ignoring it; which left the nagging question of what was really wrong. "Ok, so it's not the morons pushing you, so what is it?"
Suddenly the cafeteria got quiet which grabbed the boys' attention. When they looked over they saw Jenna walking to a table with a couple of her friends. As everyone watched if something was going to happen between her and Sam she stopped suddenly and looked over to the boys wishing she was anyplace else. Just as she started to get even more uncomfortable than she ever had been before in her life, Sam stood and walked to her, taking her tray from her hands and escorting her to a table away from the gawkers. After helping get her settled he turned to walk back to his table when she called out to him.
"Sam, please wait! I'm so sorry, please let's try to work this out." Jenna cried out, hoping to sway him.
Sam paused a moment before he turned back to her, "Jenna, there's nothing to work out. I love you, but I don't trust you." Having said that, he bypassed his friends and walked out of the cafeteria and away from the stares that followed him out the door.
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The Musketeers watched the command screen showing where the last transmission from the DC-10 was, and the areas that was suspected where they landed or more precisely crashed. Now all they had to do was convince the Colonel to let them in on the rescue effort. Then again, they knew that they had neglected one little detail… they still hadn't told little bro what was going on. They had walked onto the base with the Colonel waiting with the news and since they didn't have any other information had unanimously decided not to worry Sammy until they could do something about it.
Stephen knew that they all wanted the green light to be a part of the search and rescue effort, but there was more pressing matters for them at the moment… someone needed to stick around and look after Sammy. He was worried that once the news spread about Dean's plane going down, then little bro would revert back to his old self and that was something that none of them wanted. Something else bothered him, something that no one else in the room needed to overhear, but it needed to be addressed quickly. Looking around the room he motioned for the others to join him away from the other personnel so they could discuss everything quietly. Making sure no one could hear them, he looked at the others. "Guys, I think we have a bigger problem than just missing Dean, I think this was Sammy's nightmare."
Joseph and Taylor thought Stephen was joking until he thought about what Sammy had said the night before. After putting it into perspective they knew they needed to talk to the kid soon before someone else did. Rushing out the door, they were determined to fill Sammy in and let him know that it wasn't his fault, then they all were going to sit down and try to figure out what they were going to do with a teenage psychic.