Supernatural Season 1, Male OC insert

Home pt. 1

∞ Motel Room, Night ∞

Sam woke up in the middle of the night, confused of what he had dreamt about.

∞ Morning ∞

Ethan was sitting on his bed drinking coffee as usual. Sam was by his bed drawing a tree on a paper while Dean was on his bed researching on Sam's laptop.

They finally got a three bed room.

"All right. I've been cruisin' some websites. I think I found a few candidates for our next gig" Dean announced.

Ethan looked at him, " Let's hear them" he said as he took a sip of his coffee.

" A fishing trawler found off the coast of Cali—its crew vanished. And, uh, we got some cattle mutilations in West Texas" Dean said. He noticed Sam still drawing.

" Hey" He called and Sam looked up "Are we boring you with this hunting evil stuff?" Dean asked. Ethan scooched and looked at Sam's drawing.

" Whoa, this is some Da Vinci level stuff " Ethan complimented

Sam gave him a look before looking at Dean " No, I'm listening. keep going"

"And here, a Sacramento man shot himself in the head. Three times" Dean waved a hand in front of Sam. " Any of these things blowin' up your skirt, pal?" He asked Sam, in the corner of his eye he saw Ethan throw his empty cup in the garbage bin, which he miserably failed to.

"Wait, I've seen this" Sam said as he looked at what he drew.

" Seen what?" Dean asked

" Huh?" Ethan asked as he looked up from throwing the cup.

Sam suddenly got up and searched through his stuff in his duffel bag.

"What are you doing?" Dean asked as Ethan sat on his bed.

" I know where we have to go next" Sam said and turned around.

" Where?" Dean asked as Ethan raised a brow

"Back home—back to Kansas" Sam announced

"and...where did that come from?" Ethan asked

" Yeah, that was random" Dean said

Sam showed them a photo, " All right, um, this photo was taken in front of our old house, right? The house where Mom died?" Sam asked

" Yep" Ethan said

" And it didn't burn down, right? I mean, not completely, they rebuilt it right?" Sam asked

" I guess so, yeah. What the hell are you talkin' about?" Dean asked

" Okay look, this is gonna sound crazy but...the people who live in our old house—I think they might be in danger" Sam theorized

Ethan gave him a look of confusion.

" Why would you think that?" Dean asked.

"Uh... it's just, um...look, just trust me on this, okay?" Sam started walking away, the two followed him.

" Wait, whoa, whoa, trust you?" Dean asked

"Yeah" Sam said

" Can't you give us something more than that? I mean—" Ethan said

" —I can't really explain it is all" Sam excused.

" Well, tough. I'm not goin' anywhere until you do." Dean said before grabbing Ethan's arm and pulling him towards him. " Ethan won't too"

"You heard him, explain" Ethan said as he and Dean waited expectantly

" I have these nightmares" Sam said