Something We Fear
Chapter 3
Dean sat up gasping for air as he looked around not seeing anything else around him.
"Son of a Bitch." He whispered running a hand through his hair as the memories of what had happened came back to him. He stood up and started to walk around the darkness slowly, keeping and arm out in front of him to feel if there were any walls, or anything at all. Dean sighed and rubbed his ears, feeling like all he was hearing was empty space, which was possible, but something was missing. He shook his head and kept on walking for a while before it hit him. His heartbeat. He couldn't hear his own heart. His hand immediately went to his chest. There was no movement. Dean froze on the spot and collapsed down to the floor. This was the first time in a very long time that he truly felt scared.
In The Real World
2 hours later
"Dean, are we going to stop soon?" Sam asked his brother 20 minutes after he woke up.
"Not yet. The sun's still up." Dean said nodding to the horizon where the sun was still glowing and orangish color. "We still have some daylight left. Now put your head back against that window and keep quiet." Dean said glaring at Sam from the corner of his eye.
Sam sighed and did as his brother said looking outside at the trees and open road that was his life. Sam moved around to get comfortable and winced. Almost 3 hours in a tight compact car was enough to make any person have a few tight muscles. Especially if you were not able to stretch you legs out. Sam closed his eyes again and tried to just relax for however long Dean was going drive around in the middle of nowhere for.
Patrick smirked as he saw Sam's body relax into sleep once more. He closed his eyes for a moment before letting Dean out of his cell in his mind.
'Did ya have fun in that little cell of yours Deano?' Patrick asked silently the smirk almost permanently etched into Dean's face.
'Oh ya! Loads of fun! But maybe you should think about adding a TV in here.' Dean replied sarcastically.
Patrick chuckled and tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. 'You should be careful on what you say to me Deano, or I'll put you back in and not let you back out. I heard you in there. "Mommy, Daddy help me." Pitiful.' He sneered. 'And I thought you were a fearless hunter. I guess I was wrong.'
Dean growled, 'Shut your trap asshat.' He said trying to move his limbs but still unable to.
Patrick laughed silently, 'You better be nice Deano, if you are maybe I'll even let you watch as I feed from Sammy.'
'Don't you touch Sam!' Dean shouted and tried to use all his force to push to the front.
The car swerved on the road as Patrick momentarily lost control to Dean but quickly got it back. As they swerved Sam's head hit the window and he bolted upright.
"Dude! What the Hell!" He shouted at Dean rubbing his head with his giant hand.
"Sorry, almost fell asleep. I'm going to find a place to stop for the night." PAtrick replied still catching his breath from being for forcibly pushed.
"If your that tired then maybe I should drive…" Sam said looking over conderedly at Dean.
"I'm fine, shut up." He said keeping his eyes on the road.
Sam sighed knowing it was not something worth fighting for. He sat up straight and stared out the windshield making sure to be ready to take over at the wheel if the need came to the point.
'I don't know how you did that Deano, but it would be wise to not do it again.' He growled slightly at Dean.
'Just wait…' Dean panted still exhausted from doing whatever he did. 'Soon, I'll be able to kick you out of my body for good. Then I'll kill you. Nice and slow.' Dean said glaring as he was swept back away into the darkness. 'Just you wait.' He murmured.