Lost and Found- Sam Winchester

chapter three

I roll over and open my eyes, groaning. I did not want to get out of bed. I look to the clock and see it was 7:45 in the morning. Dean was still fast asleep in the bed next to mine, wrapped in his covers, with his arm out beside him. I get up, letting my bare legs feel the cold crisp air from outside. I shiver, looking over to Sam. He was all sprawled out on the couch, his leg practically hanging off of it. He had a blanket wrapped around himself but some of his body was still uncovered. I took my blanket off the bed that he wrapped me in and covered the rest of his body. He looked peaceful, both of them did. 

I grab my bag and go to the bathroom to get in the shower. I felt gross and just wanted a fresh start to the day. I strip my clothes down and start the shower, feeling the hot water hit my bare back. It felt nice, the hotel room had been so cold. I begin washing my hair as I feel another headache beginning to form. I start to begin feeling dizzy and I hold out my arm to keep myself steady. I close my eyes tightly trying to stop whatever it was from coming but I couldn't. I begin to see visions, I see Sam again. He was walking into a trap, and he trips a wire, causing an explosion. Next thing I see, is Sam's boot on fire. 

I open my eyes and sharply inhale, like the entire time I was seeing the vision I wasn't breathing. I begin to choke, trying to catch my breath. I was on the ground of the shower, the water still pouring over me. I prayed I hadn't woken up the boys but I begin to hear a knock on the door.

"Angie, you alright in there?" I heard Dean outside the door.

I just sit in the bottom of the shower, letting the water just pour over my body. I felt cold as ice, even with the hottest water setting on. I hear the door open and I pull my legs up to my face, setting my chin in between them. I put my head down, closing my eyes. I feel hot tears roll down my face, I hated having these visions and now they were getting worse.

"Angie?" I hear another voice, it wasn't Dean's. I look up from my legs and see Sam.

 He was peeping his head through the curtain, his eyes were closed.

"I couldn't help but hear you screaming in here, are you okay?" He holds the curtain so I can see him but he still kept his eyes shut.

"Sam, I'm fine."

"I can hear you crying. I know something is wrong, now what is it?" 

I wipe the water from my face and look directly at his face, seeing his lips purse as he waited for my response.

"I had another vision."

"What did you see?"

"I saw you, again."

"Again?"

"Yeah the one I had yesterday, I saw you- Well, that's not the point. Today, I saw you die." 

"You what?"

"You went into a house and tripped over a wire, and the next thing I know, you exploded." 

"I'm sorry, those visions are awful. The one I had about you was like that. But, we can stop it from happening. Just like I saved you."

"I'm gonna get out of the shower and we can talk."

"Okay." He begins to shut the curtain but I grab his wrist before he can.

"Sam." 

"Yeah?" 

"Thank you." I run my fingers over the back of his hand, his eyes still closed, he begins to smile.

I feel my grip loosen and he walks out of the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

I shut off the shower and wring out my hair, grabbing a towel to wrap around my body. I look in the mirror and see the bags underneath my eyes. I looked so old, when in reality I was a 20 year old college dropout with nothing but trouble coming for her. 

I unwrap my body from the towel and look at myself in the mirror, I was practically skin and bone. I dry myself off and put on a pair of black skinny jeans and a red and black flannel with a grey v neck underneath. I put on socks and my Doc Martens and tie them, and walk out of the bathroom with my hair in a towel. I see Sam sitting on the couch in his pajamas, his face nose deep in a book and Dean was gone.

"Hey." Sam looks up from the book and looks at me with a soft smile.

"Hi, thank you again and thank you for the blanket last night."

"No problem, really."

"Can I just say that you're such a gentleman? Like not to be weird or anything, but you're one of the sweetest guys I've ever met."

Sam chuckles.

"You don't have to say all that, but thank you. I try my best."

Dean walks in with another bag of food that he had already dug into.

"Breakfast is served. Was everything okay Angie?"

"Yeah, I had another vision, almost had me pass out in the shower."

"What was it?"

"I saw Sam die this time, pretty gruesome."

"Well, at least we know now so we can stop it from happening." 

"Yeah, that's good. Where are we off to today?"

"Not sure yet." Sam is looking on his computer as Dean tosses me some sort of breakfast sandwich.

Suddenly, Sam is lunged over, his eyes were squinting shut and he was groaning holding his head.

"Sam? Sam!" Dean drops everything and approaches Sam, trying to protect him. 

He was having another vision, he was acting just as I was a few minutes before. He opens his eyes and breathes heavily, looking around the room.

"Sam?" I look over to him and he looks directly at me with fear in his eyes.

"We're going to Oregon."

"What is going on?" Dean still has his hands on Sam, keeping his head steady.

"I saw something. I saw you kill someone, they were tied up in a chair."

"What?" Dean lets go of Sam and they both get up.

"We need to go, now."