Cinematic Universes United

Chapter 40

Emily POV

Sam calls us into the dining room where the table is set to look really nice and the steak is already on the table. "What's going on here?" Jakie asks curiously.

"Nothing. Just wanted to do something special for no reason," Jo explains as I furrow my eyebrows in confusion.

"Okay?" I replied pulling out a chair for myself and sitting down.

"Good," Sam says passing some corn to me as everyone else sits down.

"Let's get eating!" Jakie cheers as Peter pulls out a chair for her and they both sit down next to each other probably holding hands under the table.

"Seriously, why'd you make this so fancy?" I ask again.

"To be honest, we thought you could use something fancy since you know... Stuff happened. We also wanted to tell you something," Jo starts.

"You're not pregnant are you?" I ask.

"No," She chuckles.

"No offense but that's good because we can't handle 3 babies that'll rely on us for everything," I retort with a smile.

"No. She's not pregnant. We just might've found a way to get Dean back. We don't know how long it'll take for him to come back but we'll get him. Promise," Sam laughs.

"If you guys are kidding with me... I'm literally gonna kill you." I snap.

"We wouldn't do that to you. We really found a way," Jo reassures me.

"Thank you," I sniffle wiping away a fallen tear and scooping some mashed potatoes onto my plate and mixing them with my corn.

"Nothing to thank for we all want him back," He smiles sadly and piles the mashed potatoes onto his plate since I passed them to him.

"What d'you guys wanna do after dinner?" Jo wonders putting a piece of steak on her plate.

"I dunno. I'm probably gonna hit the sack," I admit stifling a yawn with the back of my hand.

"Us too," Jakie says winking at Peter.

"Right... Us too," He repeats in a daze and we all laugh at them.

Emily POV

I walk up the stairs to my room and take off my blue, flowy shirt that has white flowers on it. I'm already wearing comfortable shorts so I simply change into a sports bar before sliding under the covers and falling to sleep.

I wake up in a dark, murky room with rotten moss lining its stone walls. I soon notice that my baby bump is gone. Then realize that I'm bound in chains, and Dean is standing in front of me with a wicked smirk plastered on his face.

"Please stop, don't do this!" I beg between ragged breaths. Despite my pleas, he walks up to me, seemingly totally in control, and stabs me with a knife that apparated into his hand. I let out a bloodcurdling scream, and tears stream down my face as the room starts melting into a deep black. The last thing I hear before all senses are gone is his sadistic cackle and then abrupt silence.

"It's okay. You're gonna be okay," I hear a male voice assure me as I feel someone rubbing my back in circular motions. I blink a couple times trying to rid my eyes of the tears threatening to spill. Once I've recovered, I fully open my eyes to reveal that I'm in my bed and it appears to be the middle of the night.

"What's going on?" I ask quietly.

"You had a bad dream," Peter explains embracing me in a brotherly hug.