Chapter 6
I settled into Deans chest and let sleep take over. I felt a pressure on my chest and it felt as something was holding me down. My dreams always started this way. I squeezed my eyes shut and allowed my dream to play. It started with quiet, nothingness, when a white two story house formed in the night, and now I was suddenly inside of it, a nursery to be exact. I saw a man standing over a child's crib, when I heard a woman's voice, she asked if the baby in the crib was hungry, and the man shushed her. The blonde haired woman replied with an "okay" and left. I followed her out and saw the lights beginning to flicker. She proceeded downstairs and saw a man asleep on in a recliner. She rushed back up the stairs, into the nursery. I followed her in as she called for her son, Sammy, I heard her scream and watched as she was now pinned to the ceiling. Her husband burst through the door and checked the child in the crib and I couldn't tear my eyes away from the ceiling as she suddenly burst into flames. I felt the tremendous wave of grief and sadness coming over me from John. I fell to my knees as waves of emotion crashed into my body. Grief, guilt, hate, sadness, and revenge; now becoming stronger, I watched as the man pulled his child from the crib handing him to his son and telling him to run. I felt the child, Dean's, emotion he was determined to keep his brother from harm. I watched as the man tried to save his wife, but couldn't. I felt the heat from the flames, as they quickly engulfed the nursery. I followed the man outside, as the window's blew out. I felt every emotion and my knees began to shake as I felt a tremendous wave of revenge hit. It was from John, I turned to see him sitting on the hood of '67 Impala holding his son, Sam, with Dean sitting next to him. He looked up, I could see all the hate in his eyes, and he was beyond pissed.
I shot up, my hair stuck to my forehead, sweating and coughing violently from my dream. My eyes scanned the room wildly. I could still feel the heat of the flames on my skin. My whole body ached, more than it did with my other dreams. I still felt all the emotion. It tore me apart to see that dream, what seemed like such a loving family was destroyed in a matter of minutes. I remembered the children being called 'Sammy' and 'Dean' could it be the Sam and Dean I know now or two completely different Sam and Dean's? All I knew was that I had to figure it out, even though it happened in the past, I wanted to know. My dreams have always been vivid and strong, but the emotions that I had in this one were different, I had actually fallen to my knees, and that never happens. I have always felt emotion but never like that, so strong, and so many. Emotions I never even knew existed, let alone felt. I had no clue how but, I had to find out Sam and Dean's story. It wouldn't be easy, but I had to. I felt as though I had to protect them. The thing standing over Sam's crib felt so evil and malicious. If I had to guess I'd say that thing was evil. I yelped when I heard Dean asking me what's wrong.
"Nothing, I just had a nightmare. I'm sorry I woke you." Dean just nodded, and pulled me to his chest, gently tucking my hair behind my ear, and laid down.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Dean asked. His arms felt so big and strong around my small frame.
"I don't remember." I lied, I didn't want him to find out the truth about me. We fell into a comfortable silence. My eyelids began to feel heavy and I was welcomed by a now dreamless sleep.
Deans POV
I felt really worried about Melissa. I could tell by the way she woke up sweating and coughing that her dream had been realistic, I knew she was lying when she said she didn't remember but, I didn't call her on it. I wish she would just open up to me but, I couldn't force her to. I just had to be patient and hopefully she would come around. I had never felt this way about any other girl. I felt like I could let my gaurd down around her, I knew that wasn't a good thing being a hunter and all, but I couldn't help it. Did I like her? Yes. Part of me hoped she felt the same way but the other part hoped she didn't. It wasn't exactly 'boyfriend material', and I didn't really deserve to have someone like her, but I wanted it. I wanted to be the one she felt safe around, the one she could trust with her life. The one she...loved? Okay, getting a little ahead of yourself. I scolded myself for even thinking about this, I would have to leave soon anyway. I ended my inner chick flick moment and waited until Melissa's breathing evened out, I kissed the top of her head and joined her in a deep sleep.
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