You Saved Me(A Supernatural Fan-Fic) Season 3

Chapter 7

~Dean P.O.V~

We were driving down the highway under the dead of night. Mags was asleep in the back seat and Sam was in the passenger seat reading through Mags' journal for us. It's not invasion of privacy. It's her dream journal. She writes down the dreams she has that seem too real not to worry about. Our cases since we met her have been in a lot of them!

We were on our way to Hooksett, New Hampshire. Nearly there now thankfully. Mags stayed awake as long as she could but she had fallen asleep a couple hours ago.  I let Mags tag along this time. She was pretty upset after what Sam had brought home. She went back to Ireland to try find her family but,  she just appeared back in my motel room crying her eyes out. All she found was graves. Her entire family and any friends of her mother are gone. Killed by demons not even a month after she was taken. She had no one but us now. And her friend Áine.

She thankfully got back in contact with her. That was one bit of good news. They're emailing and texting a lot now. I'm happy she has a connection to her home. Even now her phone is lighting up in her hand from Áine texting her. Mags was asleep in the back holding her phone on her chest. I so wanna be that phone!

"Did she say her dream was of someone getting killed by a female werewolf?" Sam asked. I nodded in response as I looked at the road. "Yep" I answered quietly looking to mags in the rear view mirror. She was right, she could sleep through a hurricane. I have the radio on and we are not being quiet as we're talking. Not a peep out of her.

"Shewolf she said. Chowed down on a guy in his office or something and dragged him to the woods" I explain as I looked back to the road again. "Found an article and it showed the dude she saw got eaten only last night when she saw it" I explain. I trust Mags' abilities. She wanted to work a job so much her powers found her one basically. It's crazy. Ironic shes helping us on a werewolf hunt. She is one for fucks sake! Different yet but, shes a wolf.

"Didn't she say she had another dream before I took over the wheel?" I ask. Sam nodded in response as he turned the page on the journal Mags kept for her weird dreams.

"Two men on a rocky cliff one screaming as the other's heart was being eaten out of his chest" Sam read from the page. That's some heavy shit to see when you're dreaming! Not that it's the first time. Does not help her that her nightmares are becoming more intense. It's apart of the process apparently. I don't know, we're using Google. How reliable is it really?

"I'll kill you! NO!"

As soon as I heard her screaming, I skidded onto the side of the road, jumped out of the car, got in the back seat and pulled her into my arms. Okay what the fuck? I didn't even think. I just did that. Like it was second nature.

She stopped screaming as soon as I pulled her into my arms but, she was crying and shaking from fear and anxiety. Why does she have to go through this? She didn't deserve this! Sam turned up the radio knowing music helps her relax. She clung to me as Led Zeppelin played through the speakers.

"Dede , I'm sorry" I looked at her and she was crying her eyes out. I kissed her head and held her close

"You have nothing to apologise for Wolfie. It's okay" I whisper. She nodded and held onto me tightly as if she was afraid I wasn't truly there. She hid her face in my chest so she didn't see Sam's worried puppy eyed gaze. She hated worrying my baby brother. Sam was always there for her but, she wanted to try be there for herself too. Shes just grieving on top of all the other shit.

I sat in the back seat and looked to Sam. I nodded silently telling him she was okay. I kissed her forehead as she clung to me. "It's okay Mags. Your lads are here" I whispered to her knowing she could hear it over the radio. Woman had super hearing when she listened in.