I opened my eyes and sat up, my stomach sinking when I saw that I was wearing a white nightgown and standing in a meadow with a few scattered flowers yet again. A light, cool breeze brushed past me, making my skin prickly slightly as I moved forward, waiting for this entire situation to fall down the rabbit hole and go to hell. The field was gorgeous and it would be nice and relaxing if this wasn't the sign that I was about to hate everything I was.

"Hello Akuma." Even though I was expecting it I froze and shivered at the sound of his voice behind me, a small wave of panic rising in my chest. He had left me alone so far and I had no idea why he was here now. It couldn't be worse timing, I just wanted to be left alone. I swallowed hard and turned to face him, making sure my face and eyes were blank. His eyes were yellow when I met them and he had a stupid smirk on his face, the look he usually had when he was going to bug me about how he knew something I didn't. "Glad you could join me."

"What the hell do you want?!" I demanded, trying to keep the growl out of my voice but failing. Yellow Eyes always managed to drag the monster out of me. I hated it, but I hadn't found a way to control it. I had a feeling that he knew exactly what he was doing and that he took joy from it.

"Well that's just it now, isn't it? The big question. What is it that I want with you?" His laugh sent a chill down my arms; he was teasing me, trying to put me on edge so I would react badly to what he was going to say. I was catching onto his tricks, though he didn't seem to get that.

"Can we just get this over with? I'm not in the mood for your shit."

"Alright, well, I came to tell you that you're going to help me." His voice dropped and he seemed more serious. I stared at him for a moment before I let my head drop back as I laughed, it sounded forced and fake, and it felt the same.

"I'd rather stab myself than help you with anything…..oh wait, I've already done that." I sassed, lifting an eyebrow when I finally looked back at him. I lifted my arms and crossed them over my chest, wanting him to get his point across and leave me the hell alone.

"Cute...what I mean to say is that you're going to help Sam, you will serve him, and that way you help me."

"What the hell are you talking about? Why are you so obsessed with Sam?"

"Ha! Obsessed, no, interested in his...biology...yes. Anyways, you, my sweet, I have big plans for you...and Sam. It's a shame that that bloody sister of yours is sleeping with him. You and Sam Winchester are the perfect match, Hell's whore and the boy king!"

"The boy king? What the hell are you on about?" I felt the pit in my stomach drop hard at the thought of Alice and Sam and how he knew about them. Then a sinking feeling forced me to suck in a breath, I could never hurt or do anything like that to Alice and also it's totally disgusting.

"You'll see in due time, and yes, you can do that to her, you will." Yellow eyes laughs, I was deeply disturbed that he just read my mind. I was so done with this conversation, everything about it had my stomach turning. "You'll see….you'll save him...blood bag." And with those words, his voice echoed loudly as if it was thunder, wrapping around me and suffocating me. Everything around me started spinning and falling away and I was hit by the sudden sensation that I was falling and turning head over heels before I finally sat up in the car with a short scream. Everything was still spinning and I had to hold my hand over my mouth as the feeling vomit started to work its way up my throat.

"Pull over!" I shouted, feeling the sharp sting of bile in my throat. I pressed my hand hard against my mouth as Alice swerved, my ears barely registering her panicked voice as she stopped hard and I threw open the door, throwing myself from the vehicle and puking the moment I landed on my knees. Tears of pain stung the back of my eyes as I emptied my stomach, the ground still spinning as I tried to breathe. The moment I was done I coughed hard and spat on the ground, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand and thanking the made up lord that none of it landed in my hair. I rocked back onto my feet and pressed the heels of my hands into my eyes trying to stop the spinning. Everything was silent for a moment before the low rumbling of both the Impala and Sirius returned to my ears and I heard all three of the others trying to get my attention. I knew it was them but the moment I felt a hand hit my shoulder I ripped it off and flipped them beside me. "Don't… don't touch me." I managed to get out, finally opening my eyes and swallowing when I saw Dean lying on his back next to me, a bit of pain clouding his eyes.

"Akuma?! What the hell is wrong?!" Alice's panicked voice filled my ears and I pressed the heels of my hands into my eyes again, sucking in a shaky breath. I really didn't want to talk to them about it. I didn't want to talk to anyone about it, but I had caught a thought from my father, he did something to Sam and I needed to find out if Dean knew what the hell it was about.

"Nothing... Just… it was a nightmare." I forced myself to stand and looked between them all, though my eyes stopped when they landed on Dean who was slowly pushing himself up. "Dean. I need to talk to you." I snapped, my voice a bit harder than I wanted it to be. I took a deep breath and shoved a hand through my hair. "Please." My voice was softer this time, but I didn't wait for a reply before I stepped around the mess at my feet and headed out into the field.

Dean's P.O.V

I pushed myself to my feet and stared after Akuma as she walked away. I had no idea what was going on but if the nightmare had to do with what happened earlier it would make sense why she wanted to talk to me, though I didn't fully want to. Have this conversation I glanced between Alice and Sam for a moment before I cautiously moved after her. When I reached her she was standing in the knee high grass, spotted with flowers, her face drained of what colour it usually held and her eyes frozen on the head of a flower she held in the palm of her hand. I was about to ask her what was wrong when I was hit with a strong image of yellow eyes standing in this field and staring down at me. "What the hell?!" I demanded, taking a step back as the image cleared.

"Sorry." Akuma said simply as she turned to face me, her face hardening. "This is… my father, yellow eyes, has visited me in my dreams for a lot of years. In this meadow." She let out a nervous laugh and shoved a hand through her hair. "He's a sick bastard, probably planned this." She swallowed. "Didn't mean to project." She shrugged and dropped the flower from her hand, her gaze hitting the ground.

"What happened? What do you want to talk about?" I frowned as I studied her.

"Yellow eyes visited… said some not so pleasant things. Among them he called Sam the 'boy king'... I think he did something to Sam." She spoke fast but I caught every word, followed by my father's words ringing through my mind. "Do you know if he did anything Dean? To Sam?" She pressed, her eyes searching mine when I finally met her gaze. They were so piercing, though I knew that it had nothing to do with what she was or what she could do. She would still have the same look if she was fully human, though I had found a kind of soothing ache in her demon side.

I stared at her for a moment longer and opened my mouth to speak, meaning to tell her a lie about how I had no idea what she was talking about, though I stopped myself short. I didn't really want to explain everything right now, not like this, but I also didn't want to lie to her. I felt bad when I thought about lying to her, and so I swallowed the lie and tried again this time managing to come up with the words to tell her what my father had told me about my brother.