Sam wakes up, soaked in his own sweat. Last night's dream was a nightmare. He saw a man with glowing golden eyes and six large golden wings stabbing a knife into the middle of his chest, where the heart was. The dream was so real that he still has the feeling that it was true. Sam runs his hands over his chest, checking if there is any holes on it. He breathes out in relief when he finds his body healthily intact.

"Morning, Sammy!" Dean's voice can be heard at the door. "Wow, you look as if a boogeyman has just visited you, dude."

Sam sits up immediately and heads straight into the bathroom of the motel room. The memory of the dream slowly becomes a blur in his mind. Once he has closed the door of the bathroom, he looks at himself in the mirror. Right, Dean was right, he looks terrible. His eyes are bloodshot and have heavy, dark bags under them while his face looks Dracula's and his hair is a mess to not talk about. Sam groans and begins fix himself up.

He feels as if he has past this day once.

Breakfast is quick as they need to be hurry on the case. There are some supernatural things happened in a campus that led to some severe deaths. They pose as some muttonhead electricians coming to check the lighting then nosily asking around.

The moment Sam's eyes catch sight of the janitor with blond-brown hair, amber gold (sun lit, whiskey, honey, etc...) eyes and the face of a witty fox, Sam has realised three things immediately: One is that this janitor probably has some connections to the the strange things in the campus; two, he has fallen in love with this charming man (who is shorter than he is a lot); and three, he has the feeling as if they have met each other one time before.

"So, how long have you been working here?" Sam asks the janitor, who is smiling mischievously at him.

"I have been moping the floor here for six years." He enters the room and turns on the light so the two brothers could enter. "There you go, guys."

When Dean raises the EMF reader up, the short guy seems both surprised and amused. "What's that for?"

Sam shrugs with a smile. "Just for finding the wires in the walls."

"Huh." The janitor huffs. "Not sure why you are wiring this office up. Not gonna do the professor much good."

Sam immediately turns straight to face the janitor, who is wearing a smugly smirking face while looking at the window. Gosh, Sam thinks, this guy looks both scary and charming at the same time.

"What do you mean? Why do we not do anything good to the professor?" Lying, Sammy, lying. You know why it is. The professor is dead.

"Because that guy is dead." The janitor replies bluntly.

Sam stares at the janitor, a creepy feeling rises inside him.

He suddenly remembers the nightmare he has in the crappy motel.

The one who stabbed him in the chest in that nightmare was a man with glowing golden eyes with hair of bright sunlight.

The janitor here has golden-amber eyes and blond-brown hair. His face also resembles the face of the being in the nightmare.

Could those two be actually one?

...

They get into a complicated situation.

Sam lost his laptop while Dean was infuriated because the Impala's tires were all flat and they have no one to blame for except each other.

In the most frustrating moment, the boys decide to call Bobby in (after finishing their childishly stupid fight over Sam's money, which was found by Dean near the car when he also found the Impala's flat tires).

"I'm surprised with you two. I really am." Bobby says like groaning after listening to the stories told by Sam and Dean. "First off..." He looks at Sam. "Sam, Dean didn't take your laptop."

Sam immediately opens his mouth to protest. "But I-"

"Shh. Shh. Shh!" Bobby quickly shuts him up, leaving Sam to swear internally. If it wasn't Dean then who? The janitor? Sam tries hard not laugh at the thought that the janitor could do all those stupid things. But... Why did he think about that probably mischievous man in this situation?

Bobby then turns at Dean. "And Dean, Sam did not touch your car."

Dean raises his hands to protest but Sam speaks first. "Yeah! That's what I want to say!"

"And if you two bothered to pull your head out of your asses, it all would have pretty clear." Bobby folds his arms, watching the faces of the two young man becomes confused.

"Uh... I got nothing." Sam scratches his scalp nervously.

"Me neither." Dean shrugs.

The old hunter rolls his eyes. "You got a Trickster on your hands, boys."

The boys exchange look, the situation has turned sharply.

"Got to tell you this." Bobby continues. "You guys were the biggest clues. Sam, who loves his laptop, has his laptop vanished mysteriously. Dean, who loves the car too much, sees all the car's tires gone flat with the money of S.W nearby. Don't you see that it all look like a huge prank on each of you two?"

"You mean..." Sam slowly connects the events together. The professor, who is said to bring girls into his office and harass them, met a female ghost who helped him get a nose dive out of the window. The frat boy, who doesn't show any belief, was kidnapped by alien. The scientist, who experimented on the animals, was killed by an alligator in the sewer. All of those are just... Deadly pranks.

"Tricksters create chaos and mischief as easy as breathing." Bobby takes a book and opens it on the table. "It's got you so turned around and at each other's throat that you can't even think straight."

All Sam could think now is that the theory he put on second before has faltered. There was only one person who kept appearing in the crime scenes. And that was the janitor.

...

Sam is nervous. He really is.

When Bobby set up the plan for them, Sam has felt that things would go bad. He hasn't prepared himself to kill the Trickster yet. Now that he is going to kill the one who he doesn't want to kill.

He watches Dean talking with the short blond man in the hall of the campus. The tension exaggerates when Dean takes the stake out of his jacket. Seriously, Sam just wants to rush in and tells his brother to stop.

But who can say that when the janitor, the Trickster, is the being that has been causing havoc?

The janitor turns straight at his direction when he and Bobby come in the hall. Sam feels guilty when those amber eyes stare straight at him with blatant surprise. Then that look, again, turns mischievous. Sam swears he could hear the janitor's voice in his mind. An amused voice.

'So, you choose this way, huh, kiddo? Nice choice. Don't worry, we will get this go as it should be.'

...

Dean is the one who finished the janitor.

There is no regret. Sam could say so. Or not.

Even when he has got into the Impala and they drive home, Sam still feels something inside him tugging. He keeps looking back at the campus, as if he hopes that the janitor will walk out, waving hand at him with a enigmatic grin.

'We will meet again.'

A/N: So, we have started again. A quick note to you that the previous timeline will effect the later ones. ;)

If you can guess who speak in the prologus and which route this one is, I will tell you what route I will right next after this one.