NIGHTMARES
You were working on a case with Sam and Dean for now a week. Every lead you had ended to be a dead end. You were frustrated and tired, never really sleeping, thinking too much about that case. You hated case like that. You knew that it was right in front of you but you just didn’t seem to find it, and it was pissing you off.
You couldn’t take it, you needed to sleep. The three of you needed to sleep.
“Okay, stop. Both of you. We need to rest.”
Dean close the book, and Sam his computer. You went to your bed shared with Dean and immediately fell asleep. When Sam’s head touched the pillow, he drifted off to sleep, too.
"Dean? Sam? What are you guys doing here?“
Dean comes to you and kisses you. You back off, shocked.
"What the hell, Dean?”
“What? Why do you push me away? This isn’t supposed to happen this way in my dreams!”
“Your dream? Dude, this is my dream.”
The three of you look at each other.
“Hold on. We all know we’re dreaming and we’re in the same dream? Guys-”
“-This is our case.”
“Shit.”
You start to look around and see houses all around.
“Alright. We gotta focus. In our dreams we’re always the protagonist, like in a story. So if we focus enough on ourselves and on what we want, this should go our way.”
“Yeah well I’m sorry but I’ve never been able to control my dreams!”
“Are you even sure we can do that?”
“Sammy, I thought you were the nerdy one.”