So another of my older stories.

This is a kind of missing scene from 'Simon Said' – one of my favourite episodes ever – set just after Sam had the vision of Tracy with after effects etc – from Sam and Dean's perspective (individually)

Slight spoilers for that episode.

I still don't own them; just borrow them to play with their emotions.

Simon Said – Missing Scene

"Argh!"

Sam came out of his vision with a cry of pain. He held his head in his hands. He was certain that his head was actually splitting in two. He threw his head back, in the vain hope of throwing the pain away.

"Sam!" He heard Dean shout.

He couldn't look at him. He started to bring his knees up towards his chest, trying to curl up in a ball in an attempt to ease the throbbing pain.

"Sam!" Dean's voice sounded more urgent now. He felt the car slow to a stop. Thank God. He frantically tried to open the door – why? He didn't know. He felt and heard the drivers door slam, "Sam!" But he couldn't focus on anything but the agony in his head. The two visions that he'd had that day had been the worst – but this last one…

He managed to open the door and swing his legs out. He wanted to get out and run… far away…but he knew that his legs wouldn't carry him. Suddenly a hand landed on his shoulder, "Sam, hey…hey what…?"

Sam managed to glance at his brother, through the haze of pain, "That really hurt Dean," he whispered.

He felt Dean pat his shoulder lightly, "Yeah I got that…" he replied, his voice loaded with concern.

Sam let his head drop forward, "I saw Tracy…she jumped…the dam…"

"What!" A cry emanated from behind him. Andy. He'd forgotten about their passenger. The shout made Sam's head pound even more. So much so that his stomach started to roll and before he knew what was happening, he had fallen out of the car onto his knees – bringing up everything that he had eaten that day – which was not much, "Ah Sammy…" he heard the soft comforting voice and felt the familiar rubbing on his back, trying to soothe him.

Sam was aware of Andy, stumbling out of the car, "We've got to do something…he has death visions…I know he does…we can't just stand here…it's Tracy!" He stammered, causing Sam to wince a little and close his eyes against the agony.

Then he managed to get himself together a little and look up at Andy. He saw the panic etched on his friends face, "I know how you feel Andy…but at the moment…I don't think I could move even if I wanted to," he admitted. He caught a glimpse of his brothers' face, concern evident for all to see.

"You don't know how I feel, you can't possibly know…It's not your…" Andy began.

Sam watched as Dean stepped over to Andy, and put a hand on his shoulder, "Dude, chill."

Sam stood slowly, thankful that the drummer in his head was taking a bit of a rest. He leaned against the car for support, "I do know…" he began quietly, almost a whisper, "I had dreams about my girlfriend being killed – but I didn't do anything about it…I didn't understand…" Sam took a deep breath; "I didn't know…" he finished in a whisper.

"Sam," he had been aware that his brother had moved over towards him again, but he hadn't realised just how close he was to him. The concern in Dean's voice caused Sam to look at him. He could see the anxiousness on his face and immediately felt guilty for putting that look there.

Out of the corner of his eye he could see Andy looking from him to Dean in confusion, "Sam," Andy urged wanting Sam to finish.

Sam broke his connection with Dean and turned to Andy, whose expression turned from confusion to concern when he saw that Sam's eyes were full with tears, "I lost her. Exactly the way I had dreamt it. It wasn't until a few months later that I realised that they were more than just dreams." Sam stopped and swallowed hard.

He felt Dean take another step towards him, on hand to support him if he needed it. Sam smiled at Dean in gratitude. It was good to have his big brother back after those few months of him being swallowed up with grief and guilt after their fathers' death.

He took another deep breath to steady his nerves and swallow away the tears.

"I'm sorry Sam," he heard Andy say. Sam nodded, then turned back towards the car, "Let's…"

Another stab of pain flared behind his eyes. He put his head in his hands and leaned on the car, "Argh…"

He felt the familiar steadying hand on his back – the warmth from the touch spreading through him.

Almost as quickly as it came the pain receded.

He opened his eyes to see Dean's anxious face, "There isn't much time," he gasped out.

Dean nodded his understanding as he helped Sam back into the car…

Well that was chapter 1.

I've got a chapter written from Deans POV about the same scene.

Is it worth posting it do you think? Please review and let me know.

Thank you in advance.