DREAMS || DEAN WINCHESTER

Part Ten

"What did you say Abby?" Sam asked "Nothing, just talking to myself, anyways, where are we?" "I thought that we should sleep in this motel for the night, then be back on the road again" "Sounds good to me!"

While the packed Dean in, Abby got another nose bleed, this time, it was black. "Abby?" Sam said "What's up?" "Why is your blood black?" "Huh..." she said as she wiped her nose. Her blood was black, not red to be seen. When Dean sat on the couch, something started to hurt in Abby's head.

She grabbed onto her head falling back, Sam caught her before she could hit the ground, but she was already unconscious.

"Dean! Wake up!" Sam said yelling at Dean "What... wait... what's wrong with Abby?! Why is her blood black?!?!" "I don't know just get water and a tissue, now!"

In that empty space, she was alone again. She ran everywhere, trying to get out. Then water started to rise from her feet.

Dean and Sam watched water fall out of her mouth, "What the fuck?!" Sam said, Dean got a towel and laid her down on it. He then performed CPR.

Abby was still running everywhere, until the water reached her knees.

Sam saw the bottom of Abby's pants become wet, then slowly rose up.

The water reached her thighs, making it harder to run, or even walk.

When the water on her pants reached her thighs, Dean noticed. He went a bit faster to see if it would help.

The water reached her shirt, she could no longer move, so she swam.

The water went everywhere, causing the towel to get soaked. Dean got tired, so Sam came to the rescue.

She put her feet down, the water was up on her neck. She looked around, not knowing what to do.

Sam decided to do mouth to mouth, maiming Dean a bit angry, but he would rather have Abby alive then dead.

Before the water took her in completely, someone reached their arm out. Abby grabbed onto the arm and got pulled out. When she looked, it was future her, "What did I say, it's going to be okay..."

She woke up, sitting up puking out water. "Abby?! Are you okay?!" Sam said. She nodded still spitting water out. She was wet and cold, freezing she would say. Dean grabbed her a dry towel and wrapped it around her holding her tight.

A few hours later, she was a little bit more dry. She walked to the table and sat down beside Dean. "How are you feeling?" She asked "I'm actually feeling better, but are you okay?" "Yeah I'm fine" she said with a smile "Are you sure, you almost died" "Dean I'm fine, I'm great!" She gets up and walks to the fridge.

"No you're not fine, I can tell that you're not" Dean said following her "Why does everyone think I'm not okay, I'm fine, I'm being serious!" "Abby, I thought you were dead!" "But I'm still here now!" "Listen, I didn't know what was going on, your clothes started to get wet, and then your skin was cold, your hair was soaked- "Babe, it's okay, I'm fine"

She put her cold hand on his warm cheek. He gave her a huge kiss on the lips, then stopped, "If anything happens like that again and you say you're fine again, I'll kill you" he said as he pressed his forehead on hers.

She grinned and kissed his lips, then walked to the couch, Dean followed her. While she sat down, Dean sat next to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulder.

She woke up up with her laying on Dean's chest, he was out cold. She got up and walked to the fridge and grabbed some water, then she heard screams. She looked at Dean, but he was still asleep, then her eyes met with the book.