Dean was sitting down enjoying his beer wandering about how long Sam was gonna be.
"What is taking that guy so long? Did he take a crap or somthing?"
All of the sudden this very pregnant lady came up and grabed the beer Dean had just finished
"Little Piggy" she read quietly "What does that mean?"
"Excuse me do you really think you need that?"
"Dean it's me!"
"Look lady there have been alot of women I have slept with but I don't remember you and you can't pin that baby on me"
"No Dean it's me Sam"
"What the hell are you talking about"
There conversation was cut short by a gut renching pain in Deans stomach
Grabing his stomach Dean felt very wierd he could't understand what was happening to him he looked at his hands and his fingers were merging into each other a minute ago he had five normal fingers but now he had three big misshapen fingers he began to feel as if the room was getting bigger...