ONSRA [MALEOC]

[CHAPTER 34]

SEASON 3, EP. 10
Dream a Little Dream of Me (FINAL PART)

    "So you're saying we got some Freddy Krueger weirdo walking in Bobby's dreams?" Beau's voice came out gruff from the strenuous night of calling and questioning people on the guy from Bobby's dream.

    Their perpetrator - Jeremy Frost, a boy who grew up being abused by his father, but aside from that the guy was as sharp as a knife.

    Sam lets out a sigh as they continue to walk, "yea, it seems like it. He definitely knows what he's doing when he's inside your head."

    The two walk through the halls in silence until they reach Bobby's room. Him and Dean were sat looking through a couple documents. Both of them looked up and saw Sam and Beau entering the room with furrowed brows.

    Sam glances between the two before he speaks, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "So, uh, stoner boy wasn't in his dorm. My guess is he's long gone by now."

    "He ain't much of a stoner." Bobby says as he picks up a picture of Jeremy and examines it. "His name's Jeremy Frost. Full-on genius. Hundered-and-sixty IQ. Which is sayin' some, considering his dad took a baseball bat to his head."

    Beau cringes at the mention of abuse but a scowl soon replaces the look on his face when Bobby hands over a piece of paper with a picture of the father on it.

    "Here's father of the year. He died before Jeremy was 10."

    Both Beau and Sam examined the man and the information before quickly setting it back down on the table attached to the hospital bed. "looks like a real sweetheart."

    "Injury gave him a Charcot-Wilbrand. He hasn't dreamt since."

    Dean looked at Bobby as he spoke, "till he started dosing the dream drug."

    "Yep."

    Dean furrowed his brows and took a quick thinking glance at the floor. "How'd he know to dig up your worst nightmare and throw it at you?"

    Bobby frowned and tilted his head and looked back at him. "Hey, he was rooting around in my skull. God knows what he saw in there."

    Sam squinted, as if trying to make sense of everything, "yeah. How'd he get in there in the first place? Isn't he supposed to have some of your hair, your DNA, or something?"

    "Yeahhhh. 'Fore I knew it was him, he offered me a beer. I drank it. Dumbest frigging thing."

    Beau watches Dean's eyes widen just a tad and look to the floor, his posture becoming more rigid. He opens and closes his mouth a few times before words actually come spilling out.

    "Oh, I don't know. It wasn't that dumb." He lets out a nervous laugh as he looks back at them.

    Beau tilted his head slightly, his expression a mix of disbelief and barely veiled annoyance at the revelation he just made. "God damnit, Dean."

    "Dean, you didn't." Sam looked directly at his brother.

    Dean looked up at both Beau and Sam with an innocent look. "I was thirsty?"

    Sam flicked his arm out in subtle irritation at the news his brother had just revealed. "That's great. Now he can come after either one of you."

    Dean quickly spoke back up, "well, now we just have to find him first."

    Bobby gave a tired sigh as he looked directly at Dean as he spoke. "We better work fast...and coffee up. Because the one thing we cannot do - is fall asleep."