Supernatural: Anastasia Steele

Chapter 18. Home

Deans POV

"Alright, I've been cruising some websites. I think I found a few candidates for our next gig." I tell Ana and Sam who look really tired. "A fishing trawler could of the coast of Cali - its crew vanished. And, uh, we got some cattle mutilations in West Texas." I list off but look up seeing Sam drawing and Ana staring of into space. "Hey!" I yell as I glare at them.

"Am I boring you guys with this evil hunting stuff?" I ask them angrily. "No, I'm listening." Sam says. "Yeah, what he said." Ana grumbles as she rubs her head. "And, here, a Sacramento man shot himself in the head. Three times." I say as I look at Sam who went back to drawing. This angers me as I wave a hand in front of his face.

"Any of these things blowing up your skirt pal?" I ask him. "Wait, I've seen this." Sam says as he looks at his picture. "Seen what?" Ana and I ask in unison as Sam gets up from the bed and searches through his duffel. "What are you doing, Sammy?" Ana asks him as he pulls out a photo, one where he's a baby in it and compares it to his drawing. They are eerily identical.

"Guys, I know where we have to go next." He says. "Where?" We ask in unison. "Back home- back to Kansas." He says and we're taken aback by this. "Okay, random. Where'd that come from?" I ask him and he holds up the photo. "Alright, um, this photo was taken in front of our old house, right? The house where mom died?"

"Yeah." I nod. "And it didn't burn down, right? I mean, not completely, they rebuilt it, right?" Sam asks. "I guess so, yeah. What the hell are you talking about?" I ask him confused. "Okay, look, this is going to sound crazy but...the people who live in our old house- I think they might be in danger." He says.

"Why would you think that?" I ask. "Uh...it's just, uh...look, just trust me on this." Sam says before he starts to walk away. Ana and I share a look before we go and follow him. "Wait, whoa, whoa, trust you?" I ask him. "Yeah." Sam mutters.

"Come on, man, that's weak. You've got to give us a little bit more than that." I tell him. "I can't really explain it all." Sam replies as Ana gives him a curious look. "Well, tough. I'm not going anywhere until you do." I say firmly making him sigh.

"I have these nightmares." Sam admits. "I've noticed." I say while Ana looks down making me frown at her. "And sometimes....they come true." Sam says. "Come again?" I ask stunned. "Look, Dean, Ana...I dreamt about Jessica's death- four days before it happened." He admits and Ana swallows harshly. "Sam, people have weird dreams, man. I'm sure it's just a coincidence." I tell him as I sit on the bed.

"No, I dreamt about the blood dripping, her on the ceiling, the fire, everything, and I didn't do anything about it because I didn't believe it. And now I'm dreaming about that tree, our house, and about some woman inside screaming for help. I mean, this is where it all started, man, this has to mean something, right?" Sam says desperately. "I don't know." I say as Ana looks down again.

"What do you mean you don't know Dean? This woman might be in danger. I mean, this might even be the thing that killed mom, and Mrs Steele and Jessica!" Sam shouts. "Alright, just slow down would ya?" I say as I stand up and start pacing.

"I mean, first you tell me you've got the shining? And then you tell me that we've got to go back home? Especially when..." I pause. "When what?" Sam asks me. "When I swore to myself I would never go back there." I say sadly and Ana comes up to me, putting her hands on my shoulders.

"Dean, we have to check this out." She tells me and I give her a confused look. "Sam's not lying." She says and Sam comes to stand next to me. "How'd you know?" I ask her and she sighs as she sits on the bed. "Because I had the same nightmare last night." She admits and we look at her in shock.