Sam sat at the table and kept an eye on Dean as he slept. He had been having dreams but he wouldn't let Sam know what was going on. Sam knew though that something was off with his brother. As he sat there surfing the net for more information on the incubus Dean began to make noises in his sleep. They seemed like erotic noises but Dean also frowned and seemed to fight a little as it continued. Sam stopped his pecking on the laptop and walked quietly over to where Dean lay. He was trying to listen to see if he could make out just what was going on in Dean's dream. Dean moaned and called out a name. "Nicole" , he says in a barely audible whisper. Sam frowned and tried to remember if he knew anyone by that name. He couldn't think of anyone but with Dean's past that wasn't really a surprise.
Suddenly Dean's demeanor changed and he seemed to struggle with something. His brows were knit together in a fierce frown and he almost screamed, "No! No! You get off of her! Get off of her you son of a bitch!" Sam blinked and wondered if he should wake Dean from his dream and see if he was alright. Sam quickly decided that if he wanted to find out what was going on with Dean he would not wake him. He knew that Dean would never tell him anything that he remembered so he stood there over his brother and waited. The next few moments Dean stopped struggling and seemed to be very upset. He was tearful and he was talking to someone. "Shhhh it's ok baby. It's alright. I'm here now. I won't let him hurt you anymore." He continues his crooning for a few seconds and then Sam sees him shake himself. Then his eyes fly open and he springs from the bed. "What the hell are you doing Sammy? Damn you scared the shit out of me! Creeper!" "Dean you were having some kind of dream. Do you remember any of it?", Sam said holding his hands in front of himself instinctually protecting himself from Dean's onslaught.
Dean blinked his eyes and ran a hand through his short cropped hair and shook his head. "No man I don't remember my dream!", Dean answered him gruffly and frowned up at his younger brother. "Just mind your damn business and everything will be alright." Sam held up his hands again in surrender and blared his eyes out at Dean. "Ok ok man calm down. I was just trying to be concerned." Dean walked into the bathroom and slammed the door behind him. He ran the water in the sink and splashed some on his face. He looked up into the mirror and remembered the dream. That woman was there again. They were together in bed and he was cuddling with her. Her kisses were sweet but deep and passionate. Then the scene changed and she was on the bed pinned beneath someone. Dean was somehow rendered immobile and the man was leering at him as he ground himself on top of what Dean was now thinking of as his woman. He screamed at the man, no not man but some kind of monster. Then the scene changed again and Dean was in the floor holding the woman that was weeping into his shoulder. He was promising to protect her but how? That thing had the ability to keep him at bay while it was …well while it was raping her.
Dean turned off the water and walked back into the other room with Sam. "Ok we can't just sit here. We need to go find this son of a bitch. Have you found out any more information on how to find it or how to kill it Sammy?" "Well everything I've read says that it's a demon so I'm thinking that we've got to lure it into a demon trap and then do the incantation on it. It also says that love conquers all fear and that an incubus thrives on fear." Sam tucks a strand of hair behind his ear and leans over his computer. "I guess now we find any women that have been terrorized by this thing and see if we can convince them to let us use them as bait.", he shrugged and stood to his full height. "Ok well let's get started. We'll go back to talk to Camilla and see if she's open to letting us use her as bait. We better come up with something better than that though.", he said looking over at Sam. Dean then grabbed his coat from the back of the chair and threw it on and headed out the door.
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Liz lay in her bed trying to decipher the dream she just had. She was with a woman that seemed to be her friend in the dream. They were celebrating something but she wasn't sure what. The woman had tears in her eyes but they were tears of joy and not of sadness. They had been hugging and then the woman held Liz at arm's length and smiled broadly at her. Liz thought how much brighter her friend's eyes looked with the tears brimming there in them.
Dean walked into the room where Liz was laying in bed. She had her arm thrown over her face and she was shaking like maybe she was crying. Dean went to her side of the bed and sat gently beside her. He reached out and stroked her arm lovingly. "Babe are you alright? Was it a bad dream?" Liz peeked out from under her arm at her husband and nodded gently. "I don't understand it, that's the hard part." "Why don't you try to tell me about it and we'll try to figure it out together.", Dean said and gave her his sexiest sideways smile. Liz sat up and relayed the story to Dean as much as she could remember. Dean watched her as she retold her dream. He hurt for her that she was in so much pain. He wanted to make things better for her and take away her pain.
When Liz was through with her tale Dean wiped her tears and took her into his arms. "Baby it was just a dream. No one knows why we have these kinds of dreams that cause us to have such emotion. Why don't you lay back and I'll run you a bubble bath and you can get cleaned up. After that I'll take you out for some lunch. How does that sound?" Liz nodded and lay back as Dean rose from the bed after stroking the side of her face. He went into the other room and ran a tub of water and was generous with the good smelling bubbles.
When Liz was finished with her bath and had her makeup on and was dressed in a cute pair of skinny jeans and a black v neck shirt she made her way into the other room. Dean walked toward her and wrapped his arms around her. "You look beautiful. How about some burgers and fries from Danver's?" Liz nodded and swallowed back the tears that threatened to start back up. She wondered what was wrong with her. She didn't normally cry like this.
They drove to Danver's and Dean took her hand as they walked inside. They found a quiet booth in the corner and slid in. After ordering cheeseburgers and fries for each of them they sat back to wait on their food and to enjoy each other's company. After a few minutes the bell over the door tinkled and a short woman walked in. From behind Liz couldn't tell much about her except that her hair was cut short and that she had on black leggings and an oversized t shirt with Creed emblazoned across the back. The woman walked up to the take out counter and spoke to the girl behind the counter. She smiled sweetly at the girl and then turned to face Liz. She was looking down at her phone and it was then that Liz realized that the woman was not only pregnant and beginning to show but also that she had seen her before! She was the woman from the grocery but that was not all! She was also the woman from Liz's dream from last night. Liz swallowed and began to slide out of the booth. Dean looked up at her, "Babe where are you going?" Liz never answered him but rose from her seat and walked toward the woman at the counter.