The child of three

Pilot part 5

Sam's POV

I look up and slam on the brakes, dropping the phone in the process. Constance had appeared in the middle of the road, the car goes right through her and then the car comes to a halt. I breath hard and when I look into the the rear-view mirror and there she is..... Constance is sitting in the backseat of the impala. "Take me home." she tells me "Take me home!" she snaps, pronouncing every word very clearly. "No" I tell her. She glares at me and then the doors lock themselves. I struggle to reopen them, but nothing will do. The gas pedal presses down and the car begins to drive itself. I try to steer, but Constance is doing that too. I continue to try to get the door open.

The car pulls up in front of Constance's house and stops. The engine shuts off and so do the lights. "Don't do this." I tell her "I can never go home." she says, sadness in her voice. I come to a realization. "You're scared to go home." I say. I look into the backseat, but Constance isn't there. I glance around and back and see her in the shotgun seat. She climbs into my lap, shoving me back against the seat hard enough to recline the seat. I struggle against her. "Hold me. I'm so cold." she tells me as I'm still struggling against her. "You can't kill me. I'm not unfaithful. I've never been!" I say "You will be. Just hold me." she says

Constance kisses me as I continue to struggle, reaching for the keys. She pulls back and disappears, there's a flash of something horrible behind her face as she vanishes. I look around for a moment, then yell in pain and yank my hoodie open. There are five new holes burned through the fabric, matching to Constance's fingers: she flickers in front of me, her hand reaching into my chest. A gunshot goes off, shattering the window and startling Constance. Dean approaches, still firing at her. She glares at him and vanishes, then reappears, and Dean keeps firing until she disappears again. I manage to sit up and start the car. "I'm taking you home" I say and drive forward, leaving Dean standing there staring after his car. I smash through the side of the house. Dean hurries towards the passenger side. "Sam! Sam! You okay?" he asks me  "I think...." I say "Can you move?" he asks me "Yeah. Help me?" I say. Dean leans through the window to give me a hand and helps me out of the car. "There you go." he says 

Dean closes the car door. We look around and see Constance, she looks up and glares at us. She throws the picture down and a bureau scoots towards Dean and I, pinning us against the car. The lights flicker, Constance looks around, scared. Water begins to pour down the staircase. She goes over to look. "You've come home to us, Mommy." we hear children's voices say. Constance looks at the children in distraught. Suddenly they are behind her and embrace her tightly, she screams, her image flickering. In a surge of energy, still screaming, Constance and the two Children melt into a puddle into the floor.  We shove the bureau over and go look at the spot where Constance and her children have vanished. "So this is where she drowned her kids." Dean says and I nod. "That's why she could never go home. She was too scared to face them." I explain "You found her weak spot. Nice work, Sammy." Dean says and slaps me on the chest where I've been injured, then walks away. I laugh through the pain. "Yeah, I wish I could say the same for you. What were you thinking shooting Casper in the face, you freak?" I say "Hey. Saved your ass." Dean says, then leans over to look at the car. "I'll tell you another thing. If you screwed up my car...." Deans says as he twists around to look at me "I'll kill you." he finishes and I laugh.

We both get into the  car and start driving. "Where's Alice?" I ask "I have no freaking clue" Dean says "Better go searching for her than, huh" I say "I think she'll come to us" Dean says and I look at him with a look of confusion on my face. Dean pulls over and I see Alison standing on the side of the road, but something was wrong with her, I can't place it.... her eyes look distant, she has dark circles underneath her eyes. Her clothes are covered in dirt and there's a wet patch on her shirt that keeps getting bigger. But she doesn't notice, it's almost like she's in some kind of trance. Suddenly her eyes clear up, she looks up at us and smiles before she gets into the car. "What happened Ally?" I ask her and she just shakes her head. "It's nothing" she tells me and lets out a big yawn and only second later she fell asleep. I'm forced to drop the subject. I smile at sight of the sleeping child, she looks so young and innocent. My eyes go back to the dark spot on her shirt. What happened to her?  Where did she go after Dean got arrested? I know one thing for sure it isn't nothing. Soon enough I'll be back at Stanford, no drama, just a safe and normal life with Jess. No supernatural beings, just a normal and happy life.

I take dad's journal and open it on the page with 'DEAN 35-111', I also open a map and lay it on my lap. I tuck a flashlight between my chin and my shoulder, searching for the coordinates with a ruler on the map. "Okay, here's where Dad went." I say "It's called Blackwater Ridge, Colorado." I tell him and Dean nods. "Sounds charming, how far?" Dean asks "About six hundred miles." I tell him "Hey, if we shag ass we could make it by morning." he says, I look at him with hesitation "Dean, I, um..." I start, Dean glances at me and then back at the road. "You're not going." Dean says, I see him look into the rear-view mirror. I follow his eyes to the backseat and see that my little sister is still sleeping, she stirs and I see the frown on her face. "The interview's in like, ten hours. I gotta be there." I tell him. Dean nods, but looks somewhat disappointed and returns his gaze back to the road. "Yeah. Yeah. Whatever" he says. Alice whimpers we both glance into the backseat, just in time to see her eyes fly open. But her eyes aren't their normal green, they're electric blue almost like lightning. Dean glances at me. "I'll take you home." he says. I turn the flashlight off and we drive on.

We pull up in front of my apartment. Dean's still frowning, I don't know if it's because he's worried about our little sister or that I'm leaving them again. It's probably both.  I get out and lean over to look through the window. "Call me if you find him." I say and Dean nods "And maybe I can meet up with you later, huh?" I add "Yeah, all right." Dean replies. I pat the car door twice and turn around. "Sam?" Dean says and I turn back "You know, we made a hell of a team back there." Dean tells me "Yeah." I say, Dean drives off and I watch him go. I sigh. I let myself into the apartment, everything is dark and quiet. "Jess?" I call out, I close the door. "You home?" I ask I notice a plate of chocolate chip cookies on the table, with a note that reads "Missed you! Love you!", next to a National Geographic. I pick one up and eat it as I sneak into the bedroom, smiling. The shower is audibly running. I sit on the bed, shut my eyes and flop onto my back. I feel something drip on my forehead, one drop, then another. I flinch and opens my eyes. I gasp in horror.

Alice's POV

Dean drives off and I look back to see Sam watching us drive off. Suddenly I suck my breath in and then my vision goes blank.

I see Sam go into his apartment. "Jess?" he calls out and closes the door. "You home?" he asks. Sam notices a plate of chocolate chip cookies on the table, with a note that reads "Missed you! Love you!" next to a National Geographic. Sam picks one of the cookies up and eats it as he sneaks into the bedroom, smiling. The shower is running. Sam sits on the bed, shuts his eyes and flops onto his back. Blood drips onto Sammy's forehead, one drop, then another. He flinches and opens his eyes. He gasps in horror: Jess is pinned to the ceiling, staring down at him and bleeding from the belly. "No!" he shouts, Jess bursts into flame; the fire spreads across the ceiling. 

I get out of trance. "Dean we have to go back!" I say the urgency dripping from my voice.  "Why? What's wrong?" He asks "We don't have time, just trust me on this one, okay." I say and I see him nod. He turns around and speeds off. We park in front of Sam's apartment. "Alice, stay here. I'm going in." he says "No, Dean. I'm coming with you." I tell "No, Ally you're staying in the car. I'll go check on Sammy." he says, I sigh and nod. "Fine." I say and he rushes off. A little later I see Sam's apartment go up in flames, just like in my dream. A fire truck is parked outside the building, firemen and police are keeping back gawkers. Dean looks at the scene, then turns and walks back to his car. Sam and I are standing behind the open trunk, Sam loads a shotgun. Dean looks at the trunk, then at Sam, whose face is set in a mask of desperate anger and eventually looks at me. Sam looks up, then sighs, nods and tosses the shotgun into the trunk. "We got work to do." he says, then he slams the trunk shut. We all get into the car. Dean's in the drivers seat, Sam rides shotgun and I am in the backseat, I'll have to get used to it now that Sam's back. I really missed him, but I can't help but feeling guilty. I should've told him about those dreams, especially the ones involving himself and his girlfriend. If I had told him, maybe she wouldn't have been dead now.