Dean had been driving for hours. His brother had been asleep in the passenger seat since they left Bangor. What they were doing in Maine, neither one of them knew. They couldn't remember the last case they had been working on. Dean seemed to be itching for something to do, but Sam was content just to be able to breathe for once. Dean knew something was going to happen soon. He was sure about it. He could feel it in his bones. After he's been working his entire life, he could always tell when something was going to happen. What he didn't know was what was going to happen.

He turned to look at his brother, shaking his head. He didn't know how he could sleep so much. Dean only slept when he passed out from exhaustion. He knew it was because he felt he had to be doing what he was doing and there was no rest for him, but there were times when he just passed out. Tonight would be one of those nights. He knew Sammy would go straight to sleep when they got to the room even though he had been sleeping for the past five hours. Dean wanted to eat first though. His stomach had been rumbling for hours. He heard it rumble again and shifted slightly as he turned his attention back toward the road.

It seemed as though out of nowhere, it had begun raining. The rumbling he heard hadn't just been his stomach. But it was thunder as well. There was a flash of lightning and there, not fifty feet in front of him was an huge animal standing on all fours in the middle of the road. Dean slammed on the break, turning the wheel. The Impala started sliding on its side toward the animal. Finally, it came to a stop. Sam had been shaken from his sleep and was holding onto the door with one hand and the edge of the seat with the other.

Both of them were breathing heavily. Dean looked out the window on his door, seeing a warm breath coat his window in a fog. Lightning flashed and Dean and Sam both saw the animal that Dean had seen in the road ahead of them. It was a wolf. It was huge. As tall as the car, and it was breathing on the window beside Dean. Both Dean and Sam were frozen. Lightning flashed again and the animal was gone. Dean turned to look at his brother who was looking straight at him. He was going to yell at him for his driving, but after what they just saw, or maybe didn't see, Sam was going to let it go.

Lightning flashed again, and they both turned to look ahead of them at the sign that was practically the only thing illuminated by the flash of light this time. Welcome to Storybrooke. Both Dean and Sam looked back at each other. Dean's eyebrow was arched and Sam was shaking his head. They both knew something was up and they knew whatever they would be doing next would be found in Storybrooke. Dean turned the car back down the road into the town, the hair on his neck standing up straight on edge. Whatever they were about to face, he knew it was going to be big.