Supernatural Series Rewrite- Season 1

Nightmare- Part 1

Suddenly, it was like all your dreams came true in one night. Ever since Cassie, you and Dean haven't been able to keep your hands off one another. It was like your 14-year-old self was finally able to come out and play with the man she loved.

Of course, Sam didn't want any part of this so you had to be careful around him. That meant you two have yet to have sex but when it happened, you bet it would be amazing. You weren't a virgin but you wished Dean was your first. You wished he was there instead of that sleaze ball.

You tried not to think about it too much. But when you were with Dean, all your worries floated away. He made you a much happier persona d you liked the woman you were now becoming. You were a way better person suited for Dean than Cassie.

You knew of the Hunter life so it wasn't hard in that department. You traveled with him and slept in the same motel room every night. You used to sleep on the couch so you could let the two tallest men you've ever met have the beds. You didn't mind the couch if it meant Dean and Sam could sleep better.

But now that you and Dean got together, you've been sleeping in his bed with him and you couldn't remember a time when you've slept this good at night. You felt safer in his arms and he was home to you. It didn't matter where you were; Dean Winchester was your home.

Even now, as you were lying in his arms, you were content. You were sleeping like a baby in his really strong arms and touching his warm body. Growing up, you had really bad nightmares of your mom but when you were in Dean's arms, all that went away.

You were facing Dean when you were being woken up. You groaned and buried your face in his chest while your body fought with you to sleep. Who was waking you up and what did they want?

"Dean. Y/N, wake up." You heard Sam say. You felt Dean move and tightened his arms around you. He had to make sure that you were really there and what happened with Cassie wasn't all a dream; that you really were his.

"What are you doing man, it's the middle of the night," Dean said, his voice thick with sleep. You turned around to see Sam packing his things. You frowned at the urgency of Sam's actions.

"We have to go," Sam said, rushing.

"What's happening?" You asked, suddenly on alarm. Dean didn't seem too alarmed but he was fully awake now.

"We have to go. Right now." Sam said, walking out to the car with his bag. You groaned and fell back on the bed and Dean turned to you.

"What's up with him?" You asked his brother and looked up at Dean's sleepy eyes.

"I don't know but we better get going." Dean kissed your forehead and got up, going to get his stuff.

Sam was waiting in the Impala when you and Dean got out of the room. You got in the back and Dean got behind the wheel. You were on the road in less than 10 minutes. You had no idea what was going on but you couldn't go back to sleep now. No matter how tired you were.

Once you got on the road, Sam was pulling out his phone, dialing someone. You wondered what the hell was going on inside his head. He pulled out a detective badge and you were really curious as to who he was calling.

"McReady. Detective McReady. Badge number 158. I've got a signal 480 in progress, I need the registered owner of a two-door sedan, Michigan license plate Mary-Frank-six-zero-three-seven. Yeah ok, just hurry." Sam said into the phone.

"Sam, what the hell is going on?" You sat up, looking at him.

"I had a nightmare of a man dying. I can't shake this feeling." Sam said, sighing.

"Sammy relax. I'm sure it's just a nightmare." Dean said, driving.

"Yeah, tell me about it." Sam scoffed, still on hold.