A Supernatural Life- Season 1

Chapter 5

Note: So it's been a while since I uploaded and if you had seen my status you would know that I have a serious case of writer's block when it comes to my stories. I'm trying to write through by writing some random story that I thought up but even that isn't helping so please stay with me until it passes. In the meantime, here is chapter 5 of ASL up for you to read, since I am in front on this story and wrote this chapter a few months ago. Have fun reading and please leave me feedback if you don't get bored halfway through the chapter since it will be long, but hopefully you enjoy it :)

This chapter isn't edited by the way.

--Laura

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Chapter 5- Bloody Mary

Sam was sleeping in the front seat while Dean and I drove in silence. We had found on obituary in the newspaper this morning that seemed like it was our kind of gig, so we had started out straight away, but Sam had fallen asleep since he hadn't slept again last night, I knew that because I'd woken up from my nightmares at least twice and he'd been lying down next to me, awake both times. But we hadn't said much to each other, just lay back down and he stroked my hair to send me to sleep again. I knew Dean was getting suspicious since I'd stopped sleeping next to him and was sleeping with his brother instead, but I didn't want to keep waking him up which I knew would be what happened, and Dean needed his sleep since both Sam and I weren't sleeping. But we managed, by doping ourselves up on coffee.

Sam started twitching and moaning in his sleep, something which he always did whenever he dreamt about Jess, while Dean pulled up in front of a large building.

"No" he whispered and I swallowed before both Dean and I reached over and tapped him, which he didn't seem to feel so I shook him instead.

"Sammy" I said into his ear but he still moaned and slept on.

"Sam, wake up" Dean said, leaning over to shake Sam roughly and he started in his seat. I watched him in the rear-view and saw that he looked sleepy and extremely confused before rubbing his eyes.

"I guess I had a nightmare?" he asked and I nodded when he looked up at me in the mirror as Dean sighed.

"Yeah another one" he stated and I frowned at Dean's blunt tone. Just because he never had nightmares about anything, didn't mean that it wasn't serious.

"Well at least I got some sleep?" Sam asked in a slightly joking way and I smiled at the back of his head as Dean sighed and shook his head.

"You know, we'll have to talk about this sooner or later" Dean said but Sam ignored him, instead looking out of the window. I understood Sam's hesitance, and he sort of had spoken to me about it, but I already knew about what he was dreaming about, and he'd sort of told me in few words that what I said he was dreaming was correct when I confronted him the other night. But Sam or I hadn't told Dean what was happening and that I was having nightmares again and Sam hadn't talked about his own. I knew that Sam keeping Dean out of the loop wasn't going down well with him, but he had always been protective of Sam and that wouldn't change, even when they were in their fifties.

"So are we here?" Sam asked and Dean frowned at the conversation change before nodding.

"Yup, welcome to Toledo, Ohio" was his reply as Sam picked up the newspaper from this morning that had been left on the dash and glanced at the obituary. I looked over his shoulder at the little paragraph for Stephen Shoemaker at how the family was sad to announce the passing of a beloved husband and father.

"So how do you think this guy really died?" Sam asked. We'd read what little information had been given in the newspaper, but just like most jobs, we had no idea of what had happened exactly, not yet anyway.