Supernatural

A long Night.

Scarlett's POV

"I have a question." Dean asked me keeping his eyes glued to the road.
"Yes?" I asked turning my head.
"Your parents didn't die of being torn apart now did they?" Dean asked me very gently.
I sighed and looked out of the window watching the trees fly by us as the moon glistered through the night.
"No...how did you know?" I asked still looking out the window.
Dean rubbed the back of his neck and sighed.
"Well even though I wasn't in the bathroom with you I could still here the conversation you were having with the ghost."
"Oh... You heard all that?" I questioned with a slight chuckle.
Dean looked over at me and nodded.
After that conversation I sat there for a moment in awkward silence. I took a peak back at Sam and Annabeth, they both fell asleep holding eachother which was cute. I tapped Deans shoulder gently and pointed to the back seat with a slight smile on my face.
He turned around and took a quick peak at the two sleeping, he smiled then looked back at the road.
"You know for being someone I just met, your a pretty good guy. And I never say that." I said in a quiet voice.
"Ya, this is one hell of a night.." He said looking over at me.
I smiled then looked at Dean.
"So, since clearly the two of us aren't sleeping why don't you tell me a bit about yourself?" Dean asked hesitantly.
I looked over at Dean with my eyebrow pointed up.

"You wanna here about my life?" I asked with slight grin.

Dean nodded
"Ya, tell me about yourself."

I sighed and sat deeply into my seat.
"Well even though now I live in an apartment in the city, I used to be one heck of a country girl. I used to work outside in the heat fixin fences and building things. I used to ride horses all the time as well; i could do anything on a horse. My life felt perfect," I sighed then looked down at my feet "that was until the accident with my parents happened..."
I felt a tear stroll down my face and onto my jeans.
I fought more tears as they were wanting to flow out. I was hoping Dean didn't see, but with my luck he did.
He gently brought his hand over to mine and interlaced my fingers with his. I got butterflies in my stomach and a slight tingle in my hand. No guy had ever held my hand before.
I blushed and held the position.

Deans POV

I gently rubbed her hand with my thumb comforting her thinking of the monstrous night. "You ok?" I asked very quietly and gently.

I could see a tiny smile on her face as she glanced over at me and nodded.

"Where are we going?" She asked.

"To this hotel."
I replied pulling into the parking lot of one. Both of our hands let go gently as she unbuckled her seatbelt. I tapped on Sams shoulder as i opened the car door. "Hey Sammy wake up."

I saw his eyelids shake a bit then open up.

"Wha-huh?" He asked looking shocked as he woke up.
"Let's go we need the sleep." I said climbing out of the car.

Sam climbed out of the car wrapping Annabeth in a blanket as he held her in his arms.
I walked up the stairs digging for the room key in my pocket, everyone else followed.

I found the keys and opened the hotel door. All of us walked in and and made ourselves at home.
Sam set Annabeth on the bed covering her up nice and easy.
"Goodnight." He whispered into Annabeths ear. She mumbled In her sleep and moved around a little.
"So Dean what are the sleeping arrangements?" Sam asked looking at Annabeth.
I looked at Annabeth and nodded.
"Go ahead." I said.
Sam gladly walked over and climbed into bed with Annabeth. After a minute or two he fell asleep.

"Do you want the bed?" I asked to Scarlett.

"No it's ok, you can have it." I replied.
She gave me a cute smile and curled up in the blankets.
I grabbed a pillow and a small blanket.
I laid the pillow down on the edge of a small double couch and wrapped myself in a blanket.
"Good night Dean... And thank you..." Scarlett said quietly drifting off to a sleep. I smiled and closed my eyes hearing the sound of a ceiling fan.

Annabeths POV

*dreaming*
I was on a road standing looking down at the dark red high heal shoes on my feet.

I was lost and didn't know where to go.
I kept turning my head trying to find a clue about where I was.

All of a sudden I see a car approaching with two people inside. I immediately stuck my thumb out to hitchhike.
The car slowly came to a stop as a passenger rolled down the window.
"Need a lift?" A guy asked.

In the car was my mom and brother, I was so happy to see them.

I hopped in the car and clicked my seatbelt on.
The car was moving and I sat comfortably in my seat feeling at home.
I felt loved and cared for for a while,
Until I started feeling hot.
I used my shirt and wiped the sweat off of my forehead.
I kept on sweating until I felt mad.
I had so much anger bottled up inside me that i had to let it out.
Out of no where a knife appeared in my hand and I was stabbing my mom and brother.
I was laughing to the sound of there pain, but on the inside I was screaming trying to leave this horrible nightmare.
"Annabeth wake up! Wake up!"
A voice yelled.
I was in agony of hearing the screams of my mom and brother.
All of a sudden I opened my eyes with tears strolling down my face. I was sweating and squealing from what I was dreaming.
I pushed myself away from Sam but he wrapped me up in his arms.
"Hey it's ok Annabeth, your Ok!" He said rocking me in his arms. I held him back and rested my cheek on his chest.

I could feel his heartbeat going really fast as if he was very worried about me.
The whole nightmare shook me up to where I just grabbed sam and held him like a teddy bear on a stormy night.
I felt him rub my back with his hand.
"What happened?" He asked gently and quietly.
I gasped slightly and then buried my face into his shoulder.

"I don't want to remember." I said sounding muffled in his shoulder.
My stomach was stinging from the ghosts scratch; so I lifted up my shirt to see it bleeding again.
I winced in pain waking up Scarlett and Dean.
The two of'em got up and ran towards me. "Annabeth are you ok?" Scarlett asked concerned.
I didn't say anything but shake my head to the side slightly and closed my eyes.

The night was long and hard. Scarlett was tending to my wound expertly while Sam cuddled me like a baby. I felt loved by all my friends,
and that their was still hope and faith for this new life.