Supernatural short stories

GWH talk to me

Dean thought about his nightmares. God, he wished he could just wake up on command. Houses and people fly by. He tries to forget. Remind himself that that was the past. It wasn't real. Well, it was real. But it's not happening now and it won't happen again. It almost happened again. Dean walked faster. It's colder than he thought it would be. Probably because it was so early. He flipped his collar up and shoved his hands in his pockets. He shuddered as Alistair's face flashes in front of him again. His dad started screaming in his head. STOP BITCHIN ABOUT YOUR PROBLEMS BOY. His throat felt tight. Alistair's cheek laughter, "Dean, Dean, Dean. I told you you'd always be mine."

He clenched his fists. Shut up, he thought. Alistair grabbed him by the chin. "Don't talk to me like that boy. I'm not even here." He rubbed his eyes and took a deep breath. He had stopped walking and he didn't realize it. He started up again, this time keeping his shoulders back and his head up. He turned onto a path that led to a trail around a lake. He forces himself to really look at his surroundings. To take in nature. He listens to the crunch of the leaves beneath his feet. He watches the squirrels chase each other. He chuckles as he sees two young kids smoking a joint. Then he frowns. Maybe he should stop them. Who's he kidding. Teenagers would never listen, especially to some stranger. He certainly didn't listen to anyone's advice. Although he wished he would have. He wondered how different his life would be if he'd never gotten high. Never got addicted. Never ODed in Crowley's club.

Dean!

Someone put their hand on Dean's shoulder. "Dean!" they called again.

Dean turned and saw his brother, "Sam?"

"Dude I was calling your name but you didn't hear me," he laughed and took his earbuds out.

"Sorry I was uh, lost in thought."

Concern clouded Sam's face, "what's wrong? Why are you up this early?"

Dean scoffed. "Why are you up this early?"

Sam gave Dean a face and Dean sighed.

"I had a bad dream and couldn't fall back asleep. I'm fine. Now why are you awake and- what are you wearing?"

Sam rolled his eyes, "I went for a run, Dean. These are what normal people call workout clothes."

"You chose to be up this early?"

"Yes I-"

"You made the conscious decision to set your alarm and then go for a run, this early."

Sam deadpanned, "Yes, Dean. I enjoy running."

"God I can't believe you're a college student."

Sam laughs but gets serious again, "you sure you're alright?"

"I'm fine now. Just bad dreams," he couldn't stop the smile on his face when he thought about Cas, "I really am good though."

Sam couldn't help but smile back at his brother. Something had happened last night to make him this happy. Dean was never this happy in the morning.

"Alright, well I'm going to finish my run and shower at Eileen's then I'll head back to our house."

"You sure you don't want to stay with Eileen?" Dean said thinking about how he was going to meet up with Cas at some point.

"Yeah, she had to take an early class because she switched majors," Sam tilted his head, "Is there someone in the house that I should know about?"

"No. Sammy," Dean couldn't help himself, he smiled again, "I just have plans today."

"Oh, you do?" Sam raised his eyebrows, "pray tell."

Dean pushed Sam gently, "stop it, man. I don't- I don't really know what exactly is going on between us, okay? I'll tell you about it later."