Your Destiny Awaits 2

The Nightmare

"So what are we doing for Christmas this year?" Dean asked,withalmost to much excitement in his voice. 

"We're going to be on a case. Why do we even need to do anything special for Christmas anyways?" Sam asked backed.

"I just want this Christmas to be like the old days." Dean replied defensively.

The realisation that this would be y last Christmas hit in the the gut like a sucker punch "I would like to go home for Christmas," I slightly mumbled to myself. 

"After we finish the case we will head for Suix Falls, I promise. Dean swore.

Of course I already knew this. Bobby had been pestering us to is it lately and Dean promised his that we would visit around Christmas time.

"Where are we even going?" I asked as I leaned forward so my head was between Sam and Dean's shoulders/ 

"Ypsilant, Michigan. People are being dragged up their chimneys and disappearing," Sam explained as he ruffled the newspaper that he was holding in his right hand.

"So what are we going to be this time?" I asked. "FBI, reporters, or a loving family looking for a fresh start in a small town?"

"FBI," Dean quickly replied as we passed the sign greeting us to Ypsilanti.

It was nearly midnight, and not a single streetlight seemed to be working. The neon motel sign guided us through the black streets and I could feel the past three nights of no sleep taking its affect on me. 

My eyelids seemed to bare ten pound weights on them as we pulled into the deserted parking lot, and I watched as Dean sauntered into the lobby to get us a room. 

Sam turned back to look at me and he looked exhausted as well. "Think that we'll be able to get in a full eight hours?" He jokingly asked.

"When have we ever been that lucky? I'm praying for at least four," I mumbled, crossing my fingers for exasperation 

Dean finally came out of the lobby, after what felt like hours, and he motioned for us to get out of the car. "We got a room!" He exclaimed as he opened the trunk and we all reached for our bags.

Dean lead us to our room, and we all dropped our bags in front of the door as we stepped into the the room. I quickly dug around in my duffle bag to find my black yoga pants and Yoshi tank top, and I made my way into the bathroom to change. 

When I finally came back out, both boys were asleep in their beds, stripped down to a t-shirt and their boxers.

I carefully crawled up nest to Sam and I felt his arms slide around my waist as I started to fall into a deep sleep.

*** The growling sound of hungry hounds filled the air around me as I looked around the pitch black room. I could barely make out the shapes of bodies on the floor as the stench of decay filled my nostrils with every breath that I took. 

A bright light suddenly filled the room, blinding me momentarily. As my eyes adjusted to the sudden light, I could make out the faces that belonged to the bodies that were scattered on the floor around me. Dean, John, Bobby, Sam, my mother, Pam, Ash, Jo, Ellen, Rufus, and everyone else that I loved were torn to shreds. Their dead eyes were staring  up at me as if to blame me and I let out a loud sob. 

Suddenly, the growling grew louder as I felt hot breath cover every centimeter of my skin. The dogs finally became visible and I gave a gasp of disgust. they were all half rotten with a mixture of black and red eyes. One of the Hell-hounds bit into my right wrist, and then they were all on me at once. Ripping the flesh from my bones as I screamed out and begged for them to stop.

My body started to shake as if I were having a seizure, and I could hear someone screaming my name. I could feel to large hands gripping onto my shoulders and the a sharp sting pulled me back into reality***

As my eyes snapped open, all my senses jumped into action. I cold eel the heat radiating off Sam's hands as they gripped onto my sweat covered arms, and I could feel the damp, scratchy sheet that was under me. I could hear Dean's slightly panicked voice coming from my left and I turned my head to look at him. 

Dean was frantically rummaging through my duffle bag as he talked into his cell phone. "Bobby, there isn't a fucking CD player in the God damn bag," He paused just long enough to ear Bobby's reply. "Yes, I do think that my language is necessary. Shelby was just screaming as if she were being murdered and the one thing that can calm her down isn't in her fucking bag." Another pause. "I am NOT singing that girly ass song."

Dean slammed his flip phone shut and looked at me. Sam has sat me up in a semi sitting position. leaning on his chest, and I was still trembling. I took in a shaky breath to say something, but someone loudly knocked on the door and I nearly jumped out of my skin. 

Dean opened the door and a man was standing outside, and he looked pissed. "What in the Hell is going on in here?" He nearly roared at Dean.

"My sister had a nightmare," Dean grumbled as he motioned towards me.

The man rolled his eyes an let out an aggravated sigh. "Maybe you should put a muzzle on her."

Dean grabbed the man by his collar. "If you want us to pay for the nights that we're going to be staying here, MAYBE you should be a little nicer," Dean let go of the man's shirt. "Next time, I will not hesitate to knock your teeth out." The man quickly nodded his head and scurried back to the motel lobby in fright. 

I felt Sam's arms tighten around me as Dean slammed the door shut and turned to face us. "Where is your CD player Dean asked with force calmness.

I motioned towards my purse that was on the small coffee table and Dean tossed it to me. I quickly grabbed my Cd player and black headphones, and turned it on. I put one of the black ear buds into my left ear and I heard the soothing sound of Deana Carter's song "Strawberry Wine," drift into my mind.

My rapid heartbeat started to slow don, and I took in a slow relaxing breath. Out of my right ear, I heard Dean lay back down in his own bed and I opened my eye while giving him a shaky smile. "Better?" He asked me. 

I nodded my head and I noticed that Sam was petting my hair. Dean rolled over to face the door, and I slightly turned to look up at Sam.

Sam slightly kissed me on the forehead and we lied back down in our bed. One of my hands travelled under my pillow and I felt the smooth silver and of a knife and the leather grip of a gun and I smiled to myself. 

I spent the rest of the night listening to Sam's intake and exhale of air and my CD player, knowing that sleep was not going to be coming anytime soon. 

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Could it be that I actually uploaded? I know that it's been a while, and I'm truly sorry, but I've been super busy. This chapter is actually Part 1 of the Christmas episode. It was supposed to be the beginning of the chapter, but when I wrote it down I realized that the whole chapter would have just been to long to keep as one so I split in two. The next chapter will be up eventually, but it might take awhile because it's going t be an episode chapter, and I've been really busy doing other thing lately. I hope that you guys enjoyed that chapter and don't forget to press that like button and check the comments for the outfit of the story and check out the YouTube video to listen to the awesome song that I mentioned earlier in the chapter!!!! I love all of you Beautiful Liars!!!

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