I wake up in a panic. At first I am confused, but then my surroundings come into focus. I am in the Impala, Dean driving and Sam sitting shotgun, sleeping.
"You okay?" Says Dean, his brow furrowed with concern.
"Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. Just a bad dream."
"What about?" He replies, curiosity creeping into his voice.
"It was weird."
"Try me."
"We were running," I recall. "Running away from someone. Someone...." I struggle for the right word. "Someone bad."
"What did they do?"
"They shot at you."
"They shot me?" He asks, confused.
"No. They shot at you. I jumped in front of you at the last minute."
The car screeches as we pull over to a stop.
"Sam. Sam, wake up. Cat had another 'dream.'"
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We are sitting in a small café off the highway. After I told Sam and Dean about my dream, it didn't get the reaction I had hoped.
They were supposed to tell me that it was just a nightmare. Not question me about what the man looked like.
"For the last freaking time, I don't know who it was! It was just a stupid dream."
They exchange a look.
Not good.
"Cat, it wasn't a dream." Says Sam. "It was a premonition."
"We think you are psychic."
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Don't Forget About Me
Fanfiction*Completed* Dean Winchester's daughter, a Supernatural fanfiction HIGHEST RANKING #3 IN DEANS DAUGHTER
