Supernatural - Baby Winchester (Season One - fanfiction)

Chapter Fourty Two

Everyone in the hotel room were fast asleep until Sam shot up breathing heavily. He had just had a bad dream that felt so real. Just like the times with Jessica. He looked at his siblings to see that they were both still fast asleep. He laid back down trying to get back to sleep but ended up staying awake for the rest of the night.

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In the morning Liddy was sitting on deans lap while he did research to find their next hunt. She looked over at Sam to see him drawing. It looked like fun so she tried grabbing at deans pen. He laughed and kissed her head as she held onto his hand as he wrote.

Dean calls out to Sam "alright, I've been cruising some websites. I think I found a few candidates for our next gig." Dean pulled the laptop closer to him as he gave the pen and a piece of paper to Liddy so she could draw scribbles. He started reading some of the articles he found "a fishing trawler found off the coast of Cali, it's crew vanished... and ahhh, we've got some cattle mutilations in west Texas."

He looked up and noticed Sam wasn't paying any attention "hey!" Sam finally looked up at him. Dean frowned "am I boring you with this hunting evil stuff?" Sam shook his head and went back to drawing "no, I'm listening. Keep going." Dean sighed "and here, a Sacramento man shot himself in the head.... three times." He held his hand up and started waving it around since Sam really wasn't paying any attention. Liddy giggled at dean as she watching him.

"Any of these things blowing up your skirt, pal?" Sam didn't even answer. He just kept staring at the page infront of him. Sam finally sat up "wait, I've seen this..." Dean frowned "seen what?" Sam quickly got up and both dean and Liddy watched him as he started shuffling around before grabbing their dads journal.

sam pulled out a photo that had a tree in the back ground that matched what he drew. Sam turned to his siblings "dean, I know where we have to go next." Dean looked at him oddly as Liddy started running the pen along his arm instead of the paper "where?" Sam just stared at him "back home... back to Kansas"

Dean laughed a litttle then shook us head "okay random. Where did that come from?" He asked as Liddy started her scribbles going um his arm. Sam brought over the photo and his drawing for dean to see " all right, umm, this photo was taken in front of our old house, right? The house where mum died"

Dean looked at the photo " yeah." Sam continued rushing "it didn't burn down, not completely, they rebuilt it, right?" Dean was confused " I guess so, what are you talking about?" Sam sat down "ok look. This is gonna sound crazy... but the people who live in our old house.... I think they might be in danger." Dean just stared at him "why would you think that?"

Sam struggled to explain "ahh, just, umm, look just... just trust me on this, ok?" He got up and quickly started packing. Dean watched him "ok, whoa, whoa. Trust you?" Sam didn't even look up "yeah."Dean frown "come on man. That's weak. You gotta give me a little more than that."

Sam kept packing "I can't really explain it is all." Dean  shook his head "well tough. I'm not dragging Liddy anywhere until you do." Sam sighed and turned to his siblings " I have these nightmares." Dean nodded "I've noticed." Sam sighed " and sometimes they come true."

Dean looked at Sam light he grew another head "come again?" Sam shook his head "look, dean.... I dreamt about Jessica's death for day's before it happened." Dean wasn't sure how to accept was Sam was saying "Sam, people have weird dreams, man. I'm sure it's just a coincidence."

Sam shook his head again "no, I dreamt about the blood, her on the ceiling, the fire. Everything. I didn't do anything because I didn't believe it. And now I'm dreaming about that tree, our house....and about some women screaming for help. I mean, that's where it all started, this has to mean something, right?" Dean was getting confused "I don't know."

Sam got frustrated "what do you mean, you don't know? This women might be in danger. I mean, this might even be the thing that killed mum." Dean was struggling with the memories "all right, just slow down, would you?..... I mean first your tellling me you've got that shinning... and then you tell me I've got to go back home. Especially when...." he cuts himself off and Sam push's "when what?"

Dean struggles for a second "when I swore to myself that I would never go back there." Sam felt bad but he knew they needed to go "look....dean, we have to check this out. Just to make sure." Dean nodded "I know we do." Sam nodded and went to pack but turned back to him again "but before we go, you might need to go wash your arms."

Dean frowned and then looked down at what Sam was talking about. Liddy had managed to scribble alllll over both of him arms while him and Sam were talking. "Oh man. Liddy, what the hell." She just looked up at him with a big smile, so proud of herself. Dean shook his head trying to hide the smirk as he set her down to go get washed up before they left.