Wishful Thinking Part 2

Dean was asleep, having a nightmare about Hell, while Sam and Angela were awake doing some research.

"Dean, wake up!" Angela exclaimed.

"What?" I'm up. What?" Dean replied.

"Sleep well?" Sam asked.

"Yeah." Dean lied, drinking from a whiskey bottle on the floor next to the bed. "Tan, rested and ready."

Angela sighed softly. She knew Dean had been dreaming of Hell when he was asleep, she just never pressed on it…

"Dean, come on, man." Sam replied. "You think I can't see it?"

"See what?"

"The nightmares, the drinking." Angela said softly. "We're with you 24/7. We know something's going on."

"Guys, please." Dean said.

"Uriel wasn't lying, but you are." Sam said. "You remember Hell, don't you?"

"What do you want from me, huh? What?" Dean asked.

"The truth, Dean." Sam replied. "I mean, I'm your brother. I just wish you'd talk to me. Or Angie."

"Careful what you wish for." Dean muttered.

"Cute." Sam said sarcastically.

"Come on, can we stow the couples therapy, huh?" Dean asked. "We're on a job. I want to work. What do you two got? Please?"

Dean read the newspaper.

"We got a teddy bear, uh, lottery guy, invisible pervert guy." Angela replied. "They all must have wished sometime in the last two weeks. But who wished first, and how are we supposed to know who else wished for what when?"

"Well, it helps when they announce it in the paper. Goes back a month." Dean replied.

"Wesley Mondale and Ms. Hope Lynn Casey have announce their surprise engagement." Sam said.

"Ah, true love." Dean smiled.

Angela chuckled. "Best lead we got."

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The doorbell rang.

"I'll get it." Hope said. "Wes! You didn't tell me that you called the florists for the wedding." Hope came back, followed by Sam, Dean and Angela.

"Huh?" Wes asked.

"You're the best! Mmm! Ah!" she gushed. "I'm gonna go get my folders."

"Uh, o-okay."

"Wesley, how's it going?" Dean asked.

"It's 'Wes…ss.'" He replied. "Aren't you three from the health department?"

"Yeah. And florists on the side." Sam said.

"Plus FBI." Angela said. "And on Thursdays, we're teddy bear Doctors."

"Huh?"

"Doesn't matter who we are." Dean said. "What matters is what we know."

"So, coin collector, huh, Wes?" Sam asked.

"Oh. Yeah. Mt… grandfather gave them to me."

"Did you happen to lose one of those coins lately?" Angela asked, raising a brow. "And by 'lose,' I mean drop into a wishing well at Lucky Chin's and make a wish on it?"

"No, I, I don't know what you're, uh, talking about." Wes said.

Hope came back with lots of papers and folders.

"Okay, now. I have a lot of ideas, but, you know, we don't have all the money in the world." She said. "Wes is in between jobs right now. Means more time for me. You know, I'm thinking a Japanese-y ikebana kind of thing."

"Yes. I can see it." Dean smiled.

"Yeah." Sam agreed. "So, Hope, uh, tell us how you two lovebirds met."

"Oh, best day of my life." She gushed.

"I bet." Angela smiled.

"Yeah!" Hope exclaimed. "It's the funniest thing. We both grew up here, but I never really knew who he was. Not by name anyway. Until one day last month, it was like I just," she sighed. "I just saw him for the first time. He was just… glowing. Oh, just glowing."

"Uh, babe, can you, can you get us some coffee?"

"Yes. Yeah." She kissed Wes over and over.

"Oh. Okay. Okay. Mm-hmm. Okay." Wes replied. "Oh, okay. Mm-hmm, okay. Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay."

"Yeah." Hope replied.

"Wes, we know." Angela said. "So tell us the truth."

Hope was listening to Wes from the kitchen as he told the story.

"My, my grandfather found the coin in North Africa, you know, World War II." He started. "And, uh, he brought it back. He, um, he said it was a real wish granting coin, but that nobody should ever use it. Um… it was all I had, and when he died, I thought, 'Well, you know what? Why not give the coin a shot?'"

"Yeah, well, now you're gonna wish it back." Sam said.

"Oh." Wes chuckled. "Oh. Ha, ha, no, I'm not."

"If you don't stop it, something bad's gonna happen." Dean replied.

"Something bad." Angela said. "Like us." She glared.

"We really wish you'd come with us." Dean added.

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Dean was driving, beside him was Sam and Wes was in the backseat next to Angela.

"I don't get it." Wes complained. "So, my wish came true. Why does that have to be a bad thing?"

"Because the wishes go south, Wes." Sam replied. "Your town is going insane."

"Come on. You're gonna sit there and tell me that your relationship with Hope is functional, that it's what you wished for?" Angela scoffed.

"I wished she would love me more than anything." He shrugged.

"Yeah, and, uh, how is that going? That seem healthy to you?" Sam asked.

"Well, it's a hell of a lot better than when she didn't know I was alive."

"You're not supposed to get what you want, man, not like this." Dean replied. "Nobody is. That's what the coin does. It takes your heart's desires and it twists it back on you. You hear of the whole, uh, 'be careful what you wish for'?"

"Did we just hit something?" Sam asked.

"I didn't see anything." Dean shrugged.

"Ow! Ow." The invisible pervert guy groaned.

"'Careful what you wish for.'" Wes mocked. "You know who says that? Good looking jerks like you guys, the ones who are hanging around pretty girls like your friend here, the ones who've got it so easy because you happen to be handsome or beautiful."

Angela looked at him and clenched her jaw. "I'm resisting the urge to punch you right now. Trust me, we don't have it easy."

"Yeah, Easy?" Sam and Dean scoffed.

"Yeah." Wes shrugged. "Women, women look at you, right? They notice you." Wes said. He looked at Angela. "And these two probably fawn all over you."

She rolled her eyes. "I don't have time for this."

"Believe us, we do not have it easy." Sam said.

"We are miserable." Dean replied. "We never get what we want. In fact, we have to fight tooth and nail just to keep whatever it is we got."

"But you know what?" Angela asked. "Maybe that's the whole point, Wes."

"Yeah, people are people 'cause they're miserable bastards, 'cause they never get what they really want." Dean said.

"Right, yeah, you get what you want, you get crazy." Sam added.

"Take a look at Michael Jackson, hmm?" Dean asked. "Or Hasselhoff."

"You know what?" Wes asked. "Hope loves me now, completely. And it's awesome. Besides, look around. Where's all this, uh, insanity you guys were talking about?"

The bully boys were inside a large four-wheel-drive.

"Just hit the button!"

Todd lifted the vehicle up. Dean stopped the Impala.

"Well, that should cover it." Angela said.

Todd tipped the vehicle over. "Kneel before Todd! Kneel before Todd!"

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Todd was rocking the vehicle with the boys still inside.

"Stop it!"

Dean got out of the Impala. "Fine! I'll handle Todd. You two get Wes to Lucky Chin's. Go!"

"Right." Sam nodded. Sam drove away as Dean confronted Todd.

"Hey, kid! Can I talk to you for a second?"

"Get out of my way!"

"Okay. Hey, I can dig it, Todd." Dean replied. "It's, it's Todd, right? Look, I, I know the score. Okay? They're, they're bullying you."

"Every day. Every day! You do not know what it's like!"

"No, no, I don't. But, you know, you're you I'm me, so—Dean chuckled.

"Couldn't stop them. I couldn't do anything. Then Audrey Elmer told me the wishing well worked."

"Okay, okay. Look, look, I get it. They're, they're mean little jerks, huh? But they're not superhuman like you. You see, with great power comes great respon.. ohh!"

Todd punched Dean and threw him into some garbage cans and trash bags.

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Sam parked in front of the Lucky Chin's and he, Angela and Wes got out.

"That, that, that kid turned over that car like, like it was nothing."

"You should have seen the teddy bear." Angela replied. "Now, come on. Fun's over. Time to pull the coin. Wes!"

"Well, why can't we just get what we want?!"

"Because that's life, Wes." Sam replied.

A lightning bolt struck Sam and he fell dead.

"Ugh!" Sam groaned.

"Sam!" Angela yelled. She ran over and knelt beside him. "No, no come on, no." she pleaded.

Wes went into the restaurant.

~/~\~

Dean got up from the garbage.

"Hey, kid! I didn't want to have to do this." Dean punched Todd, who didn't move. "Ohh!" he groaned.

Todd put a hand around Dean's throat and started to choke him.

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Wes removed the coin from the fountain, reversing all the wished. Todd isn't strong anymore and let Dean go. Sam woke up and Angela let out a relieved breath.

"Oh, thank God, Sammy." She breathed, smiling a small smile.

He smiled down at her and his smile grew when she hugged him tightly.

~/~\~

"Okay. Follow my lead and you won't have a problem. Come on." Dean said.

Dean acted in front of the bully boys as if he was scared of Todd.

"Okay, man, no more! No more, okay?" he yelled. He turned to the kids. "I wouldn't mess with this kid any more if I were you."

"Stay back!" the boys yelled.

~/~\~

A dejected Wes gave the coin to Sam and Angela and left.

~/~\~

Dean was reading the local newspaper. The headline said: 'Winning Lottery Ticket A Fake'. Audrey walked past, followed by her sunburned parents. She was carrying a normal-sized teddy with a whole in his head and a sticking plaster on it.

"Well, uh, coin's melted down." Sam said. "It shouldn't cause any more problems."

"Audrey's parents are back from Bali. Looks like all the wishes are gone." Angela said. "And so are we."

They were leaving when suddenly Dean stopped.

"Hang on a second."

"What?" Sam asked.

"You were right."

"About what?"

"I shouldn't have lied to you." Dean replied. "I do remember everything that happened to me in the Pit. Everything."

"So tell me about it." Sam said.

"Sam…" Angela said softly.

"No." Dean replied.

"Uh…" Sam raised a brow.

"I won't lie anymore." Dean replied. "But I'm not gonna talk about it."

"Dean, look, you can't just shoulder this thing alone." Sam said. "You got to let us help."

"Sam, don't press on the topic…" Angela said.

Dean nodded. "How? Do you really think a little heart-to-heart, some sharing and caring, is gonna change anything? Hmm? Somehow… heal me? I'm not talking about a bad day here."

"I know that." Sam said.

"The things that I saw… there aren't words. There is no forgetting. There's no making it better. Because it is right here…" Dean tapped his head. "Forever. You wouldn't want to understand. And I could never make you understand. So I am sorry. But Angie's right, don't press on the topic."

A/N: Hey guys! Sorry I didn't update yesterday, I was super busy and was just exhausted when I got home. Anyway, I hope you y'all liked the chapter. And two chapters from now we find out why Angie and Sam broke up and why she left! So that's super exciting!

Also, in reply to a few reviews, I do have something planned for Castiel and Angie around the end of the installment. They're relationship will be sort of interesting, especially when/if Sam and Angie get back back together. But that's all I can say for now. ;)

Don't forget to review, review, review! We're trying to make it to 15! Love you guys.

~Emily