Supernatural Series Rewrite

Supernatural Series Rewrite

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Dean Winchester x named reader (eventually)

Series Warning: language violence, angst, fluff, sexual content, Gore, molestation, mention of sexual harassment, usual supernatural violence. (If you’re triggered by any of these then please don’t read)

(A/n- I had to give the reader a name, there’s reason behind it but you can change it if you want. I changed some of the plot and some of the scenes but mostly it’s the same. I do not own the supernatural series but there are some things that are completely my imagination, it has nothing to do with the actual mythology or the series)

Dead in the water part 2

Season one. Episode Three.

Dead In The Water (Part 3)

"okay, just so I'm clear, you see something attack Bill's boat, sending Bill, who is a very good swimmer by the way, into the drink. And you never see him again?" Jake asked looking at the three of you as you sat in front of his desk with the brothers in your each side.

"Yeah that about sums it up " Dean said while you and Sam nodded your heads.

"And I'm supposed to believe this, even though I've already sonar swept the entire lake, and what you're describing is impossible. And you're not really wildlife service?" You raised your eyebrow at his last comment. "That's right, I checked, the department's never heard of the three of you."

"See? Now, we can explain that-" Dean started.

"Enough, please. The only reason you're breathing free air is one of Bill's neighbors saw him steering out that boat just before you did. So, we have a couple of options here, I can arrest you for impersonating government officials and hold you as material witnesses to Bill Carlton's disappearance. Or, we can chalk this all up to a bad day. You get into your car, you put this town in your rearview mirror and you don't ever darken my doorstep again." Jake said looking specially at you.

"Look-" you started but Sam held your hand as in to tell you to stop talking.

"Door number two sounds good."

"That's the one I'd pick." Said Jake and with that the 3 of you stood up and left the precinct without another word. You all got in the car and took off.

Dean didn't say anything at all but you couldn't sit silent anymore.  "So, that's it? We're just gonna leave town?" You asked as he stopped at the red light. None of them answered. "Come on, guys, we can't just leave before making sure the case is solved, actually we don't leave until we make sure the case is solved, we are Hunters, that's not what we do." You sighed when there was no reply again.

You had no idea why you were being so desperate about this case, maybe because you relate to Lucas on so many levels.

"Green." Sam suddenly says.

"What?" You and Dean ask in sync.

"Light's green." Dean started the car and took the right from the signal instead of left.

"Ah, the interstate's the other way." Sam pointed out.

"I know." Dean replied and a big smile crept on your face at the realisation of what he was going.

"But, Dean, this job, I think it's over." Sam said. "I'm not so sure." Dean replied.

"Wow you guys were really ignoring me." You huffed out, crossed your arms over your chest.

"No one was ignoring you, Alex. It's just really hard not to give in when you make that puppy face." Sam says seriously and Dean nodded along. "But anyway, if Bill murdered Peter Sweeney, and Peter's spirit got it's revenge, case closed. The spirit should be at rest."

"And what if we take off and this thing isn't done? what if we missed something and now people get hurt?" You said.

"Why would you think that?"

"Because Lucas was really scared." Dean answered for you.

"That's what this is about?"

"I just don't wanna leave town till I know the kid's okay. And like Alex said, we are Hunters and we don't leave until we know the job is done."

"Who are you? And what have you done to my brother?" Sam asked making you giggle.

"Shut up." Dean said.

Dean pulled up at Andrea home and the three of you rushed to the front door.

"Are you sure about this? It's pretty late guys!" Sam said when you were about to ring the bell and as soon as you did Lucas came bolting through the door, panting very rapidly.

"Lucas!" You and Dean said at the same time and the boy ran inside, you took off after him. You ran up the stairs and saw water coming out from under one of the doors on which Lucas was banging on Dean grabbed him and handed him to you. You picked him up and surprisingly he clung on to you.

Both the brothers rushed inside to help Andrea who was drowning in her bath tub. "Shhh." You tried to calm him down and he kept shaking furiously. The boys were finally able to pull Andrea out of her bathtub.

As the sun came up Sam was sitting in the living room with Andrea, trying to ask her about the drowning. Dean and you were going through old scrapbooks trying to find something that would relate them to Bill Carlton. " Hey, check this out."  Dean said and showed you a album which read on the cover 'jake-12 year old'.

You flipped through it when you're eyes landed in a group photo. "Dean, that's Peter Sweeney." You said pointing at one of the little boys, you rushed in to the living room and put the album in front of Andrea.

"Do you recognize any of the kids in this picture?" You asked and the three pairs of eyes were on you. "What?" She asked. "Is any of this is your dad?" You asked again and both the brothers immediately understood what you were doing.

"Yeah, yes, that one. He must have been 12 in this picture. why?" she said pointing at another picture.

"Chris Barr's drowning, connection wasn't to Bill Carlton. It must have been sheriff." You explained looking at the brothers.

"Bill and the sheriff. They were both involved with Peter." Sam said. Andrea was asking something when your eyes fell on Lucas who was staring out of the window intensely and Dean seemed to notice it as well.

"Lucas, Lucas what is it." Lucas didn't answer, instead he opened and started walking and you followed him.  He stopped at a point and pointed down at the ground.

"You and Lucas get back to the house and stay there okay?" Dean demanded softly and Andrea took her son inside without another question.  Sam found two shovels in the garage and the brothers started digging.

"Are you seriously going take advantage to being a girl right now?" Dean and before they even started digging.

"What? No I'm not. Really. Sam could only find 2 shovels." You said innocently.

"Oh you can take mine." This time it was Sam who commented.

"No thanks, keep digging." The shovels were suddenly met with metal. They pulled out the object from the ground and it turned out to be a bike. "Peter's bike." Sam mumbled.

You suddenly felt an arm around your neck and metal pressed against your temple. "Ummm... Guys." You said as calmly as you could and both of them turned around with wide eyes.

"Who are you?" You heard Jake's voice.

"Put the gun down, Jake." Sam said calmly raising his hand in surrender. You could take the gun out from Jake's hand, you were fast enough, but you couldn't risk because you surely weren't faster than a bullet.

"How did you know that was there?" He asked not removing the gun from your temple.

"What happened? You and Bill killed Peter? Drowned him in the lake, and then buried the bike? You can't bury the truth Jake. nothing stays buried." You said and his grip on you tightened.

"I don't know what the hell you're talking about?"

"You and Bill killed Peter Sweeney 35 years ago that's what the hell she's talking about." Dean said.

"Dad." You here Andrea yell as she ran up to you.

"And now you got one seriously pissed-off spirit."

"It's gonna take Andrea, Lucas, everyone you love. It's gonna drown them and it's gonna drag their bodies god knows where. So you can feel the same pain Peter's mom felt. And then after that, it's gonna take you and it's not gonna stop until it does." Sam explained calmly unlike you.

"Yeah? And how do you know that?" Jake asked.

"Because that's exactly what it did you Bill Carlton." You said.

"Listen to yourselves, you're insane."

"We don't really give a rats ass what you think of it but if we're gonna bring down this spirit we need to find the remains, salt then and burn them into dust." Said Dean.

"Tell us you buried Peter somewhere. Tell us you didn't just let him go in the lake." You said.

"Dad, in any of this true?"

"No, don't listen to them. They're liars and dangerous."

"Something tried to drown me. Chris died on that lake, Dad look at me. Tell me you didn't kill anyone." Andrea asked and Jake finally let go of you putting down the gun. Dean instantly pulled you by his side. "Oh, my god." Andrea said when Jake didn't answer and kept breathing heavily.

"Billy and I were at the lake. Peter was the smallest one. We always bullied him, but this time, it got rough, we were holding his head under water, we didn't mean to, but we held him under too long and he drowned. We let the body go and it sank." Jake finally confessed. "Oh Andrea, we were kids, we were so scared. It was a mistake but, Andrea to say that I've anything to do with these drownings, with Chris..... Because of some ghost ,it's not rational."

"Alright, listen to me. All of you. We need to get you away from this lake , as far as we can right now." Dean said and Andrea looked at something and gasped. You turned around to see Lucas kneeling near the lake. Your eyes widen and all of you ran toward him.

"Lucas." You kept yelling. He was reaching down into the lake for something. Suddenly a hand came up and pulled him into the lake. Dean and Sam wasted no time and jumped in. Andrea was about to jump in as well but you held her back. "No you can't go in."

"But Lucas."

"They'll get him, just stay on the dock." You said and held her back.

"Ok I'm going in. Stay here please." You said when neither of them came up with Lucas. You took off your jacket and jumped inn. You dived in for a few secs and then came up with nothing the same time Sam and Dean did.

"Jake. No. Get back." You yelled when you saw Jake coming inside the lake. "Just let it over." He yelled and then he was pulled inside the lake by something. "dad! No!" Andrea yelled and you dived down again in search of Lucas. You came up same time as Sam did, you looked at each other and shook your head. A few seconds later Dean came up as well, and this time with Lucas. You quickly swam toward them to help him.

You swam out and help Lucas out. He coughed out some water and started breathing again. All three of you sat on the ground to catch your breath and Andrea hugged her son tightly.

*******

You opened the backdoor of the car and threw your stuff inside, Dean did the same but a little more roughly.

"Look, Dean, we can't save everyone. We can try but it comes with the job and you have to suck it up." You said putting your hand on his bicep. You felt like you were telling that to yourself more than you were telling him.

"I know." He replied looking down at his feat when suddenly a voice caught your attention. "Sam, Dean." It was none other than Andrea and you ignored the fact that she left out your name. Somehow she thought her dad dying was your fault and even though she didn't admit it out loud, you knew and you didn't blame her for that.

She ran up to you guys, Lucas's was beside her holding a casserole of food. "hey." Dean greeted them and you gave a soft smile to Lucas who returned it.

"We're glad we caught you. We just, I'm, we made you lunch for the road. Lucas insisted on making the sandwiches himself."

"Can I give it to them now?" Lucas asked for the first time and god was his voice the sweetest in the world. She agreed and gave him a kiss on the head.

"Come on, Lucas, let's load this in the car." Dean said and gestured Sam as well to follow them.

"How you holding up?" You asked with a smile.

"It's just gonna take a long time to sort through everything, you know?"  After a few seconds of silence you said.

"Andrea I'm sorry." You said.

"Alex, it wasn't your fault, you think I blame you but I don't. I really don't."

"You and I both know it's a lie. If only I had stayed up on the dock-" you started but she cut you off.

"You saved my son, I can't ask for more than that. Dad loved me, he loved Lucas, no matter what he did, I just have to.. hold on to that." She said making you sigh and nod.

You walked up to Sam, Dean and Lucas. Lucas and Dean were talking about something and Sam was smiling at them you smiled at them too as Dean stood up when Andrea walked up to him.

Andrea leaned over the car door and kissed him and you swear to God your heart stopped for a second but you kept smiling anyway. Dean was flustrated by the kiss and he didn't even look at you even for a second.

"Sam, move your ass." He said scratching the back of his head. "We're gonna run out of daylight before we hit the road." He walked around the car and sat in the driver seat. Andrea turned around to you and then pulled you in a hug. "Thank you." She whispered before letting you go. "You're welcome." You smiled at her. "Bye Lucas." You said with a smile and got inside the backseat.

They both waved at all three of you as Dean pulled away as 'late night fade' by 383 steamer blasted through the radio.

As he pulled up in highway his eyes met with yours through the rear view mirror. You could hear Sam's light breath which meant he was already asleep.

"Look-"

"Don't." You cut him off before he could even say anything.

"You don't even know what I was gonna say."

"Oh I know."

"Really? Because I was gonna say that now that the case is over you can finally call James Dean."

"Oh please, you and I both know I was never gonna call that idiot. And anyway now you're suddenly on board with me hooking up with other guys?" You questioned with an raised eyebrow.

"I was never against it."

"Cut the crap, Dean, who are you kidding with here, because it sure as hell ain't me." You said and he felt silent for a second.

"I'm sorry, she caught me off guard." He said after minutes of silence.

"You're sorry she kissed you or are you sorry she kissed you in front of me." You asked while desperately trying to hide your jealousy. He opened his mouth to answer but you stopped him.

"No, wait, shhh, don't answer that. You don't have to apologise at all, it's not like we're together or something so you can hook up with anyone you want."  You said and crossed your arms over your chest and this time he raised his eyebrow. "I mean you made it pretty clear that it's never gonna happen right after you kissed me."

"I thought we were not gonna bring it up." He said.

"Come on, you brought it up a hundred times after it happened." You scoffed. He suddenly pulled up on the side of the road.  You sat there and watched him with open mouth as he got out of the car and then pulled you out of it. "What are you doing?" You asked but he ignored you and lead you a few feet away from the car.

"You know what Alex, you are being a hypocrite right now. You said that I was giving you shit about you hooking up with another guy, and here you are giving me shit about  a girl who I didn't even kiss back."

"I'm not giving you shit about Andrea Ok, I told you, you can hook up with whoever the hell you want -"

"And that's bullshit. And you know what, you agreed with me when I said we can not be together."  He almost yelled.

"I did not agree to shit, you threw it on my face and I had no choice but accept it." You almost yelled too.

"So what now? You want a relationship?" He straight up asked which caught you completely off guard.

"What? No. I don't... I don't know. Ok. But I sure as hell do not want you to hook up with another women and throwing it on my face."

"I was not-"

"I know you were not, ok , I know. Doesn't mean it hurts less."

"Guys what happened?" You turned around to see Sam stand out from the car. You ignored him and turned back to Dean.

"We'll be right back Sam, just go back inside." Dean replied to his brother. "Look Alex, you need to make up your mind."

"I did. I want you."  You said softly grabbing his shirt and pulling yourself closer to him.

"Dad, Bobby, they'd kill me." He said.

"I know." You said and tears welled up in your eyes.

"Then you also know there will never be an us." He said and a tear escaped your eyes.

"I know." You said even more softly. "It's just so hard, watching you with other women, who are your age, beautiful and can have a relationship with you."

"Alex I know you never believe this but you are the most beautiful, stunning woman I've seen in my life,  and you don't know how hard it is for me to be with you all the time without grabbing you and kissing you."  He said cupping your face with one hand and you leaned into it. "I want to be with you as much as you do."

"But you can't?"

"But I can't." And with that he walked back to the car leaving you standing alone on the highway. A few seconds later you walked back as well. The rest of the ride both of you didn't say anything and Sam respected that.

*******

Phantom Traveler Part 1

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Are you doing anymore for the rewrite? Love ur blog by the way :)

Yup I'm working on it. I thought I would write a few chapters before I upload them.

Supernatural Series Rewrite

Supernatural Rewrite Masterlist

Series Warning: violence, angst, fluff, sexual content, Gore, molestation, mention of sexual harassment, usual supernatural violence. (If you're triggered by any of these then please don't read)

Backstory part 1

Alex- 4 years old. Dean- 13 years old. Sam- 9 years old

***

"sweetie, hurry up, uncle Bobby is waiting for you" the small girl ran into the room with a big smile on her face. Her parents were leaving for yet another 'business trip', leaving her with Bobby for don't know how long. The four-year-old didn't even know what it was that her parents do. All she knew was that they get a call once in a while and then they leave for days, sometimes even for weeks. A man would come, that she came to know as John, and would take them away in his shiny black car.

"Bobby" she squealed and jumped in the old man's arms. "Hey, Alex, how you doing kiddo." he returned her hug by wrapping his arms around her small body. Bobby absolutely adored the little girl. He never had a kid of his own but she made him feel like he was a father without having a child. Ever since Karen died his life was filled with darkness but that little kid gave him the light of hope.

"Bobby, will we go to shoo falls?" She asked and he chuckled at her mispronunciation. "Yes, Alex, we will be going to Sioux falls".

"Will you let me play with my barbie, daddy doesn't let me play with my barbie" she whispered to him and he laughed again "of course I would let you play with your barbie. In fact, we would play with your barbie together." "Really? I'd go get her. Can I take Mr. Cuddles too?" She asked and Bobby nodded as she ran off to her room.

"Bobby, her bedtime is 8, so don't let her be up after 8. And don't give her too much sugar, she does not sleep after that. Got a sweet tooth that one" Anne said "Don't worry, Anne, she lives with me more than she lives with you guys, remember?" He pointed out. "Wow thanks for making me feel like a shitty mom," she said a little sarcastically but a little serious too. "You aren't a bad mom, Anne. You just trying to keep her safe and you are doing good at that." Anne sighed and David came running into the house.

"You ready? John's here" he asked and she nodded. "thanks again, Bobby, for babysitting my daughter" David never ceases to tell him that he was just babysitting, he's not her real father, no matter how much he tries to be, David was her real father even though he's never there for her. Anne felt the tension between two men and spoke up. "And Bobby, don't tell her any Ghost Stories or hunting stories, last night she took David's gun to shoot the monster in her closet, and fortunately there was no monster this time, she could've hurt herself with the gun." She told him and he almost laughed but stopped when he saw the look on Anne's face.

"ok Anne, I'll wait for you outside. Be quick. " David said as he made his way outside. "David. At least say goodbye to her." Anne called out to her husband. He stopped for a second but chose to ignore her words and continued walking outside where John was waiting for them. "Everything ok?" Bobby asked his friend as soon as her husband was out of sight. "Nothing new. Just the usual, you know, David never wanted a daughter" she sighed, Bobby knew about the fights between the couple ever since Alex was born. David always wanted a son and as he said 'who can carry on my legacy' and according to him a daughter can't carry on his legacy. But everyone knew that wasn't his actual problem, everyone knew but no one ever chose to talk about it, even David himself. Just as Bobby was about to say something the little girl once again ran into the room.

"Ok sweetie, we are leaving now. Be good to uncle Bobby" she picked her up and hugged her tight before putting her down again. "Thanks again Bobby" she hugged her best friend and then left.

"you ready, kiddo?" Bobby asked making the girl jump up and down from excitement. He locked the house and took Alex outside to the car. "Bobby, can we buy some cookies before we get there, I won't tell mommy, I promise" she pouted at him with her puppy dog eyes. The little devil knew that Bobby couldn't resist those. "Pretty please" she added while batting her eyelashes. "Ok. But only if you go to bed at 8." He started the car and pulled out of the driveway. The whole ride was spent arguing about her sleeping time and the old man finally gave up and agreed on 9:30. "Ok fine but not a second after that" Damn the girl could argue just like her mother already. Again she was jumping happily on the backseat. After buying some candies and cookies for her Bobby finally pulled up at his house in Sioux Falls.

There was something different, Bobby could feel it, there was someone already in the house. He bowed down in front of her and said "Alex, you stay right here for a minute, I'll go inside and check" he went inside without waiting for her response. As soon as he was inside Alex followed him. When she got inside she saw 2 boys sitting in the living room. One looked 11-12 the other looked 7-8. Bobby was talking to them.

"What are you guys doing here? not that you aren't welcome or something but"

"Dad left us here before he went on the hunt. I thought he already talked to you" The older one replied as his eyes glued to the little girl behind Bobby holding a teddy bear close to her chest. Bobby's eyes followed his and he turns around to see the girl looking at the boys with her innocent doe eyes. "Alex. I told you to stay outside while I check in here"

"Yes, but I got bored. Who are they?" She asked as she stepped forward to stand next to Bobby. "This is Dean and this is Sam. Boys this is Alex." She offered them one of her cute irresistible smiles that made both of their hearts melt. "Alex you go play with Sam, Dean come with me I need your help." he left the living room and the older Winchester followed him. Alex sat beside the younger boy.

"Hi, Sammy," she said. "Hi" he replied. "Do you want to play with Nina?" She asked holding up her barbie. "I'm not really supposed to play with barbies," he said with a small chuckle. "Why? Does your dad scold you too when you play with barbies?" She asked. "No, not really. I never played with barbies, so he never scolds me for playing with barbies."

"Why don't you play with barbies then?" She asked again innocently and the boy smiled at her. "Because I am a boy. Boys are not supposed to play with barbies." He explained. "Then what about Mr cuddles. He gives the best hug." She said this time holding up her teddy bear. "I don't play with teddy bears too." He said and her face dropped. "But if you want you can play with cars. You wanna play with cars?" He asked her and her eyes lit up. "Cars? Let's go"

***

"Alex, Sam, dinner’s ready" Bobby yelled as both the kids ran inside the kitchen with a very tired-looking Dean trailing behind them. "Bobby, did you make Mac and cheese?" She asked scrunching up her nose. "No sweetheart Dean made them," he said and she sighed in relief. "Thanks, Dean," she said and the boy smiled at her. "Hey, I am not that bad of a cook" Bobby exclaimed with a fake hurt look. They quickly ate their dinner and then Alex and Sam went back to playing their weird game, well as Dean put it. Dean smiled at his little brother as he continued chasing the little girl. Both of their laughter filled the whole house. He never saw his brother this happy, so carefree and childlike. Alex made him so happy, he could see that.

"Your brother is really enjoying with her." Dean heard Bobby as he sat beside him. "Yeah, well he always wanted a little brother to play with instead he got a sister" he replied and Bobby smiled. "I never saw Alex this happy before too."

"How long is she gonna stay?"

"As long as you guys. Her parents went on the hunt with your dad."

"Wait, she is the Livingston's daughter?" he asked the older man. "Yeah, why?"

"Nothing, it's just dad really trusts this guy. It's always David this and David that, but to be honest, the guy's a dick."

"Yeah, you tell me about it."

"ok, it's way past both of your bad times. Get ready for bed. And that means you too, Dean" Bobby said as he picked up tired and almost sleepy Alex. "What? why? I don't have a bedtime" "Because I say so, boy. Now don't argue with me and get to bed" Bobby replied as he carried her to her bedroom. The girl stayed here so much that she already has a bedroom in the house. "Good night, Bobby," she said as he pressed a kiss on her forehead. "Good night, sweetheart." he left and went to check on the boys to see that Dean was making a makeshift bed for Sam. He smiled at the brothers and went to his own room.

Supernatural Series Rewrite

Supernatural Rewrite Masterlist

Dean Winchester x named reader

Series Warning: language violence, angst, fluff, sexual content, Gore, molestation, mention of sexual harassment, usual supernatural violence. (If you’re triggered by any of these then please don’t read)

Chapter warning: unwanted sexual advances (not from Dean)

(A/n- I had to give the reader a name, there’s reason behind it but you can change it if you want. I changed some of the plot and some of the scenes but mostly it’s the same. I do not own the supernatural series but there are some things that are completely my imagination, it has nothing to do with the actual mythology or the series)

Skin (Part 1)

Season One. Episode Six.

Skin (Part 2)

When you woke up the next day it was still just 4:30 in the morning. You felt a pair of arms wrapped tightly around your waist. It took you a second to recognize the familiar feeling of the man behind you but as soon as you did, a big smile crept on your face. You turned in his arms slowly, careful not to wake him up. You realized it was the most well rested you've felt in a while. You saw a really small smile on his face too, like he was having a really good dream.

You knew it was creepy but you couldn't help but stare at his peaceful face. Hair messy, chest going up and down in a slow rhythm, he was the most beautiful thing you've ever seen.

Your train of thoughts was interrupted by a series of knocks on the door of your motel room. You tried to ignore it and continue staring at the beautiful man in front of you until you were completely awake. Your eyes widen when you realized it was Sam. "Dean, wake up." you said in a hushed tone trying to get attention of the sleeping hunter beside you.

"Alex." you finally heard Sam's voice coming from the other side of the door. "Dean.." you whispered again but he was still sleeping. The knocks got even louder.

You knew for a fact that Dean id a light sleeper so you had no idea why he wasn't waking up right now.

"Alex, if you don't open up I'll have to pick the lock myself, you're worrying me now." He said and you quickly shouted out. "No.. I mean, I'm naked, don't come in." you said and the hunter beside you finally woke up. He was about to say something but you put your hand on his mouth and gestured him to keep silent.

"oh... Ok. I just got worried because you weren't answering."

"well, what do you want, it's 5 in the morning." you asked as you removed your hand from Dean's mouth knowing he wouldn't say anything now. He pecked your lips slowly before listening clearly to Sam.

"Well I needed to show you guys something but Dean didn't come to the room last night. Did he tell you where he is? He's not picking up either." he said and you took a look at Dean's phone laying on your nightstand.

"yeah, no, I mean i don't know, he didn't tell me." you said, not sure how to answer him.

"ok, I'll try calling him again." this time even a bigger 'NO' left your mouth. You know if Sam called Dean his phone will ring inside your room.

"i mean, it's Dean, Sam. He probably went to the bar last night and found 'some girl' there." you said, emphasis on 'sone girl' with a little smirk on your lips. Dean pouted at your before pressing his lips to your neck and you bite your lip to fight back a moan.

"Yeah, Yeah, probably."

"you know what? Why don't you go to your room, I'll join you there in a few." you said successfully without making any weird noise.

"ok. By the way I bought breakfast and coffee too, Be quick if you don't want it to get cold." he said.

"Be right there." you said and heard his footsteps walking away. Just to be sure your you got up from the bed any opened your door and poked out your head to make sure he was gone.

"God, never have I ever thought that I would be hiding away from my little brother, like this." He said as you pulled out your jeans and shirt from your duffel bag.

"Well, as they say, there's a first for every thing. Now close your eyes, I have to change."

"seriously?" he asked.

"Yes. Seriously." you answered and he sighed before closing his eyes. "And no peeking." you said before turning around and changing into your today's outfit.

Once you were done you turned back around. "Ok, so I'm gonna go to your and Sam's room. You'll wait here for 10 minutes and then you'll come too." you explained your plan to him, sitting beside him on the bed.

"What!? What are we, 19? Oh wait.." He said grinning at you and you hit his arm.

"Ha Ha very funny. Just do what I said." you said and got up and took your bag before walking out from the motel room. After you walked out dean didn't know why he was still smiling to himself, looking at the door at the door you left from a second ago. He closed his eyes, waiting for 10 minutes to be over.

"Hey." you said as Sam opened the door you looked around the room pretending to be genuinely curious. "Dean still isn't here?" you asked as if you really didn't know where he was.

"Nope. Still hasn't picked up either." he said as you put your bag beside Sam's bed and sat on it. He handed you your coffee and a bag of donuts

"Ah, donuts. Thanks, Sammy, maybe I could forgive you for waking me up at 5 in the morning." you joked and started munching on the sweet treat Sam got you for breakfast just as you took your first bite, Dean walked in from the front door of the motel room. As soon as he walked in, you glared at him so hard that its surprising that your eyes didn't pop out.

"what are we having?” he asked and sat beside you.

“Dude where have you been since last night?” Sam questioned his brother putting both of his hands on his hips. “Yeah, Dean. Where were you?”  You repeated  his question with a little smirk while you sipped on your coffee. 

“I-I........I went to the bar. And after that i went home with this chic. she was really hot by the way.” he said returning your smirk.

“you could have at least called. you weren’t picking up either. i gotta show you guys something.” Sam said.

“Dude, its only 5 in the morning.” Dean complained.

“I know, but we got to check this out.  Anyways I’m gonna go load the impala.” Sam said while doing something on his phone as he walked out of the room with yours and his bag. 

“I told you to wait for 10 minutes before coming in.” You hissed as soon as Sam was out of the room.

“It hasn’t been 10 minutes yet?” Dean asked innocently. “No. it has been only 4.” you said and he looked a little surprised. 

“Damn, time runs slow sometimes.” he made a remark sipping his coffee.

“Time doesn’t run, Dean. you are impatient.” You said and he bit his lip while looking at your face. 

“Can you blame me though?” he asked glancing at your lips and you turn your face so he wouldn’t see you blush. You started playing with your hair, a habit you didn’t know you had until Dean started making you blush. 

“Shut up. Let me finish my coffee.” you attached the cup to your lips, hiding the smile behind it. 

It didn’t take very long to get back to Zach’s house. Dean pulled up at the backside of his house.

“So what are we doing here at 5:30 in the morning?” You asked stepping out of the car.

“I realized something. the videotape shows the killer going in but not coming out.” 

“So he came out the back door?” Dean asked.

“Duh.” You said making him glare at you.

“Right, so there should be a trail to follow. A trail the police never pursue.” Sam said.

“Because they think the killer never left, they caught Zach inside.” you said.

“Duh.” It was Dean’s turn to mock you and you hit him in his arm. 

“I still don’t know what we’re doing here at 5:30 in the morning” He said leaning against the hood of the impala as you followed Sam to look for any evidence.  You saw something with the corner of you eyes and walked toward the telephone pole beside Zach’s house. 

“Hey, look at this.” You said catching attention of both the boys and Sam quickly walked over to you. “Blood.” you said touching the dried red blood that caught your eyes. 

“Some body came this way.” Sam said turning to look at his older brother. 

“Maybe the trail ends. I don’t see anything over here.” Dean said. Suddenly you heard sirens wailing and an ambulance passed by you and the three of you looked at each other before following it.

You stopped in front of a house and watched as a man was led outside ion handcuffs and pushed inside a police car. “What happened?” Dean asked a bystander.

“He tried to kill his wife. tied her up and beat her.” she said and Sam looked at you with a knowing look on his face. “I used to see him going to work. He’d wave, say hello. he seemed like such a nice guy.” she continued, shaking her head, disappointed in her neighbor, or whoever he was. 

You waited in the for police to clear out. You and Sam went looking around the back of the house while Dean went to the police station. You were looking around for any kind of evidence or clue, Sam was  checking inside the garbage cans when Dean came back, you turned when you heard him say.

“Hey, remember when i said this wasn’t our kind of problem? Its definitely our kind of problem.” Dean said enthusiastically. 

“what’d you find?” you asked as Sam walked up to you and Dean. 

“I just talked to the patrolman who was on the scene. He heard this guy Alex’x story, all Alex’s are mean.” He smirked at you proud of his little joke and you glared at him as he continued. “So apparently the dude was driving home when his wife was attacked.”

“So he was two places at once too.” Sam said. “Then he sees himself in the house, the police thinks he’s a nutjob.” 

“Two dark doubles attacking the loved ones in exactly the same way.” Sam said.

“could be the same thing doing it too.” Dean replied.

“Shapeshifter?” you suggested and the boys looked at you. “Something that can make itself look like anyone?”

“Every culture in the world ha a shapeshifter lore. Legends of creature who can transfer themselves into other animals or men.” Dean said agreeing with your idea. 

“Right. skinwalkers, werewolves.” 

“oh, yeah. Two attacks within a block of each other. I guess we got shapeshifter problem in neighborhood.” Dean said. 

“Let me ask you guys, in any of all this shapeshifter lore, do any of them fly?” You asked.

“Not that i know of.” Dean replied following you as you walked around him. 

“I picked up a trail here. Someone ran out of the back headed of this way.” you said. 

“Just like Zach’s house.”

“Yeah and just like Zach’s house the trail suddenly ends, like whatever it is just.......disappeared.” You added.

“Well there’s another way to go.” Dean said. “Down.” You all look down to see a manhole cover right beneath your feet.  

“Fuck me.” You mumbled and both the boys looked at you with an raised eyebrow. “Its a metaphor.” You said making them chuckle as Sam removed the cover and you bend down to look inside. “No, nope, nope. Not going in there.”  You said, standing up as a fowl smell hit your nose. 

“Come on, sweetheart. You don’t back out that easy.” Dean said wrapping an arm around your waist, resting it on your butt, but removed it as soon as Sam looked at with an raised eyebrow. 

“Yeah, you’re right. let’s just go in.” You said before climbing in, Sam was the last one to get inside as he closed the manhole cover behind him. 

“I bet this runs right by Zach’s house too. The shapeshifter could be using the sewer system to get around.” You said as the three of you walked further inside.  “I think you are right. look at this.” Dean said as Sam and you crouched down to where he was. You almost threw up as you saw he was looking at a pile of human skin and it was all slimy and gooey and just gross. “EW” you exclaimed as Dean picked up the transparent slimy substance with his knife.

“Is this from his victims?” Sam wondered out loud.

“I just had a sick thought.” Dean said examining the thing in his knife and then looking at the two of you. “When the shifter changes shape....maybe it shreds.” He said throwing the skin back in the pile. “That is sick.” You commented

The three of you climbed out of the sewer and ran back to impala. Dean opened the trunk of Baby and pulled out the silver bullets “Now one thing i learned from dad. No matter what king of shapeshifter it is, there’s always one sure way to kill it.” Dean said.

“Silver bullet to the heart.” Sam and you said in a sync and then looked at each other with a smile. Just then Sam’s phone started ringing and he picked up. 

“This is Sam.” he said to whoever it was on the other side and the  walked away from Dean and you. He looked a little upset when he hung up so you walked over to him, and leaned beside him against the impala.

“Hey, what happened?” you asked putting a hand on his shoulder, rubbing it slightly for comfort. “Beck found out Dean’s not a real cop.” He said and dean walked up to both of you. 

“I hate to say it but that’s what I was talking about. You lie  to your friends because if they knew the truth they’d be freaked. Its just......It would be easier if-”

“I was like you.” Sam completed his brothers sentence. 

“Hey man, like it or not we are not like other people. But I tell you one thing, this hole gig, its not without perks.” Dean said, pulling out his gun, Sam grabbed it tucked in the back of his jeans. 

The three of you made your way back to the sewer and climbed in. The three of you walked around the sewer holding up torches looking for the shifter or his lair. Dean was walking in the front and Sam as behind and you were in the middle. You didn’t fight about it because you knew they were just trying to protect you.

“I think we’re close to its lair.” Dean said and scrunched up your nose when you saw what he was pointing at.

“Why’d you say that?”

“Because there’s another puke-inducing pile next to your face.” You said lighting your torch at the pile of skin. Sam turned and immediately backed off with a loud groan. “ Oh, god.” 

“Looks like it lived here for a while.” You said pointing at another pile of skin and clothes.

“Who knows how many murders he’s gotten away with?” Sam said and turn toward you and Dean. 

“Dean!” Sam  yelled and you turned as well to see the shifter standing just behind dean. Before you could pull out your gun he punched and he fell on the ground and then the shifter ran away. You and Sam shot at him but was a little too fast. 

“Dean you ok?” you asked helping him up.

“Get the son of a bitch!” Dean exclaimed and Sam made a run after him but you hesitated for a second. “Alex, seriously I’m fine. Let’s get him.” Dean said and you nodded before the two of you took off after the shifter and Sam. The three of you climbed out of the sewer but the shifter was nowhere in sight.

“Alright let’s split.” You suggested.

“Ok. You’re coming with one of us.” Dean said.

“No Dean. Its better if we separate. We don’t know where he went we’ll cover more ground.” you said and it took a sec to get them convince. “Alright, I’ll meet you guys around the other side.” With that the three if you separated ways. 

You ran toward a dark alley with your gun raised up. A few people walking here and there, some of them were giving you weird looks, some look scored because of the gun. After a few minutes you put your gun back in your jeans standing where Dean told you he would meet you, waiting for either of them to show up. 

You felt a hand on your butt and you turned immediately to punch whoever it was but stepped when you saw it was just Dean. “Dean! you scared me.” You complained and pushed him slightly. “You found anything?” You asked as he pulled you closer once more. “No. He’s gone.” he said putting one your hip, grabbing a little more rougher than usual. 

“Alright let’s get back to the car.” Dean said and you frowned.

“Sam’s not here yet, let’s wait for him.” You said.  

“He’ll meet us by the car.” He said holding your hand and leading you hand and leading you across the road. 

“You think he found another way underground?” you asked as you reached the car.

“Yeah probably. oh shoot.”

“What?” You asked as you both stopped by the trunk of the car.

“Sam has the keys.” 

“Guess we gotta wait till he comes.” 

“Or.....we could do something more fun.” He suggested as he licked his lips and looked down at your body, eyes lingering a little longer on some parts. You felt a shiver ran down your spine, you don’t know why. You’ve never felt creeped out around Dean before, he always made you feel comfortable, even when he looks at you in not so innocent way.

Before you could say anything his lips were on yours. You hesitated for a few second but kissed back eventually. He picked you up and sat you on the trunk of the car. He stepped between your legs and kept kissing you roughly. one of his hand reached under your shirt but you stopped it right before it could touch your breast. He grabbed your waist harshly and pulled you closer. His lips trailed from your jaw line to your neck, he bit down there and you hiss.

“Dean stop. I don’t wanna do it.” You said and tried to push him away but he was a little to heavy. You started feeling weak, memories coming back to yo, you felt trapped and you couldn’t breath. “Dean, I said stop, I don’t like it.” This time you tried harder but he still didn’t stop. His hands were on your thighs and lips on your collar bone. You knew you could fight him, you could push him away, you have fought monsters for god’s sake but now he was like you were shut down. 

“I said stop.” This time you pushed him away with all your force and he stumbled back. At that moment you knew it wasn’t your Dean, it could’t be, he would never do that to you. You heard footsteps and you saw Sam was approaching you guys. “What the fuck is wrong with you!” You yelled as you jumped off the  car and slapped him right across the cheek. 

“Hey, hey, hey, what’s happening here.” Sam said running toward both of you. When he reached you subconsciously grabbed his arm tightly. When Sam looked at his best friend he saw tears streaming down her face as she clinged into his arm like a lost puppy and a look on Dean’s face that he never saw in his life. Sam’s heart broke a little at the slightly of his best friend. Even though none of them answered his question he immediately knew what his ‘brother’ has done and he also knew that it wasn't Dean he was talking to. Dean would never lay a hand on a woman without her consent.

“You got the keys?” Dean asked after a minute of silence. 

“Hey didn’t dad once face a shapeshifter in San Antonio?” Sam asked and Alex understood what he was doing. 

“No that was Austin. It turned out not to be a shapeshifter. It was a thought form, a psychic projection, remember.”

“Yeah.” Sam said and then threw the keys at him which he caught with his bad shoulder. Right then you guys were confirmed that it was the shifter. 

As the shifter opened the trunk you and Sam slowly pulled out your guns and pointed at him. “What have you done to him?” Sam yelled as he pulled the safety off.

“Dude chill, its me alright.” The shifter said

“No, I don’t think so. Where’s my brother?” Sam asked.

“You caught those keys with your left. Your shoulder was hurt.” You argued, not putting your gun down. 

“Yeah, its better. What do you want me to do, cry?” 

“You’re not my brother. He’d never lay a finger on Alex without her consent.” Sam said gritting his teeth, the mere mention made his blood boil.

“Why don’t you pull the trigger then, hmm?” He asked walking closer to Sam.”Because you’re not sure.”  

“Don’t.” Sam said and before you could do anything he knocked him out with a crowbar and pulled his gun on him.

“Now sweetheart, if you don’t want to scrap his brain from the road, put the gun down.” He said looking at you while pointing the gun at Sam’s head. You knew if anything happen to Sam, Dean would never forgive you and neither would you, so you put the gun down. You slowly reached for the knife on the waist of your jeans without him noticing.

“Ah, ah, ah, hands where I can see ‘em.” He demanded and you put your hand up in the air. “Now about what happened back there, I just couldn’t help myself, I’m sorry. And I’m also sorry about what I’m gonna do now.” Before you knew what he was talking about he hit your head with the back of his gun and everything went black around you. 

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Series Warning: language violence, angst, fluff, sexual content, Gore, molestation, mention of sexual harassment, usual supernatural violence. (If you’re triggered by any of these then please don’t read)

(A/n- I had to give the reader a name, there’s reason behind it but you can change it if you want. I changed some of the plot and some of the scenes but mostly it’s the same. I do not own the supernatural series but there are some things that are completely my imagination, it has nothing to do with the actual mythology or the series)

Dead in the water part 3

Season One. Episode Four.

Phantom Traveler (Part 1)

You groaned when a ringtone of a phone woke you up. You rolled over, ready to kill whoever it was, you just fell asleep half an hour ago so whoever it was, they better have a good reason. You picked up the phone from the nightstand and realized is wasn't even your phone. You glared at it as it kept ringing then you burst out of your motel room, not caring you were only wearing a pair of tank top and boy shorts  and your hair was like a bird's nest.

You started banging on the boy's door with both of your hands. Sam opened up looking at you like he saw a ghost which was practically true because you looked scarier than a ghost right now.

You stormed inside past him and the phone started ringing again. "Who's phone is this?" You asked glaring at both the boys as you stood in front of them.

"It's mine, but I really wish it wasn't...please don't kill me." Dean admitted and you threw his phone at him and he caught it as you sat beside Sam on the bed opposite to Dean. "Hello?" Said as he picked up the call.

"Ask him if he would rather be choked to death or stabbed to death."

"Here." Sam handed you his coffee as soon as those words left your mouth. You took a sip and calmed down instantly, your eyes closed at the heavenly bitter sweet taste of coffee, Sam raised an eyebrow at the change of your mood.

"Oh, right, yeah, up in Kittanning, Pennsylvania. The poltergeist thing. It's not back, is it?"  Dean said to the person ok the other side of the phone and you looked at him with curiosity. "What is it?" After that Dean hung up.

"Who was it?" You asked.

"Depends. Are you gonna kill him?" He asked with an raised eyebrow.

"No, now that Sam gave me coffee I'm able to think rationally and I think I would rather kill you for leaving your phone in my room." You said but smiled sweetly at the end.

"Oh I'm too adorable to be killed."

"Dude, if you don't tell us who he was she might." Sam replied.

"It was Jerry Panowski, Dad and I worked a case for him in Pennsylvania two years back. He needs my help again." Dean said looking alternatively at you and Sam. "He thinks there might be something supernatural going on."

"Ok." Sam said getting up and grabbing his jacket. "You guys get ready, I'll go stuff the car." He grabbed the weapon bag and walked out of the motel room.

"Wait we are going? Right now?" You asked but all you got in return was the sound of him shutting the door on his way out. "I guess that's a yes." You said to yourself and turn back to look at Dean who was already staring at you.

The tension was building back up in the room since it was the first time the two of you were alone in a room after your fight, or whatever it was.

"So you heard anything from bobby lately?" Dean asked after seconds of silence.

"Seriously, Dean? Small talks?" You raised an eyebrow.

"Well, how else am I suppose to know you're not mad at me."

"You're still alive, and in one piece, that's how you know I'm not still mad at you." You replied with a smirk and a smile made a way to his lips as well.

"So we're good?"

"We're good. And actually I thought about it and I overreacted. I was throwing a tantrum like a brat. I'm sorry." You apologised.

"Yah, you were acting like a little brat that day but-" he stopped when he saw the glare you were throwing at his way. "What? You just said that yourself." He tried to defend himself.

"Yeah, I can say that about myself, but you're not allowed to do that. Oh my god, how do you ever get girls." You shook your head.

"Well, I do have a very charming face." He said with a grin that made you chuckle. 'god! Does he have to be so cute.' you groaned to yourself in your mind.

"Okay, so I'm gonna go and pack up my shit." You said before standing up and going toward the door.

"Alex." Dean stopped you and you turned around to see him holding out his flannel. You gave him a confused look and he replied with a smirk.

"Your shirt is see through." His words made your eyes widen and you let out a gasp, quickly grabbing the shirt from him and wrapping it around yourself.

"And neither of you thought about mentioning that a little earlier." You glared at him and the last thing you heard before closing the door behind you was, "can't blame a guy for enjoying the show." It made you blush but thank God no one was around to see it.

The drive to Pennsylvania wasn't that long since you guys were staying just out of the town. Dean pulled up to the airport and a bald middle aged guy greeted you as soon as you got out of the car. You suppose it was Jerry Panowski.

"Thanks for making the trip so quick. I ought to be doing you guys favor, not the other way around. " He said as he let the three of you through the airport. "Dean and John really helped me out." He informed looking at Sam and you.

"Yeah, he told us. It was a poltergeist?"

"Poltergeist? Man, I love that movie." You heard one the worker say as he heard Sam.

"Hey, nobody's talking to you. Keep working." Jerry scolded the man before answering Sam. "Damn right it was a poltergeist, practically tore our house apart. Tell you something, if it wasn't for you and your dad, I probably wouldn't be alive." Jerry said directing his words towards Dean and he looked at you and Sam with arrogant smile on his face.

"Your dad said you were off to college, is that right?" Jerry continued.

"Yeah, I was. I'm taking some time off." Sam answered.

"He was real proud of you. I could tell. He talked about you all the time." Jerry said and you gave Sam an 'i told you so' smile.

"He did?" He asked, surprised by the information.

"Yeah, you bet he did. Oh hey, you know, I tried to get a hold of him, but I couldn't. How's he doing anyway?" He asked and you looked at Dean curious for his answer.

"He's, um, wrapped up in a job right now." Dean answered.

"Well, we're missing the old man. We get Alex and Sam, even trade, huh?" He said and you chuckled before saying.

"No, not by a long shot."

"I got something I want you guys to hear." He lead you to his office and shut it behind him once you guys were inside. "I listened to this, well, it sounded like it was up your alley." He said putting a CD in a player for you to hear. "Normally I wouldn't have access to this. It's the cockpit voice recorder for United Britannia, flight 2485. It was one of ours." He told you before pressing the play button.

"Mayday! Mayday! Repeat, this is United Britannia flight 2485, requesting immediate...help." the man on the tape said before it turned into a chatter that you couldn't understand very well. There was some loud growling heard before it turned into a chatter that you couldn't understand very well. There was some loud growling heard before the audio stops. You looked at the boys who were sitting on either side of you.

"Took off from here, crashed about 200 miles south. Now, they're saying mechanical failure. 'the cabin depressurized somehow. Nobody knows why.' over 100 people on board. Only seven got out alive. The pilot was one. His name is Chuck Lambert, he's a good friend of mine. Chuck is, uh..well, he's pretty broken about it, like it was his fault."

"You don't think it was?" Sam questioned.

"No, I don't." He replied with confidence.

"Jerry, we're gonna need passenger manifest, a list of survivors--" you started listing but Sam cut you off.

"Right. And any way we can take a look at the wreckage?" He asked and you looked back to Jerry for answer.

"The other stuff is no problem, but the wreckage...Fellas, the NTSB has it locked down in an evidence warehouse, no way I've got that kind of clearance." Dean thought about it for a second the shook is head saying. "No problem."

Dean drove you to the nearest copy centre, you and Sam decided to stand outside as Dean went inside to make you guys some fake IDs.

"So, you wanna talk about it?" Sam said breaking the silence.

"Talk about what?" You asked even though you know exactly what he was talking about.

"You know what." He pressed but you continued playing dumb. "I was up all night last night and I know for a fact that you were too. And for a heads up, the next time you cry don't press a pillow over your face, it doesn't work, I could still hear you loud and clear." He said and You turned away, not daring to look him in the eyes.

"I wasn't crying." You stated, more like lied.

"Look me in the eyes and say that again." He challenged and you looked away giving him his answer. "That's what I thought."

"Did Dean hear?" Were the next words that left your mouth. "No. He didn't but if he was awake he would have." You sighed in relief.

"Look you can't tell him." You say as you finally make eye contact with him. "He already has a lot on his mind, I don't want to worry him over this too." He nodded in agreement.

"Was it another nightmare?" He asked and you answered with a nod "about what?"

"The usual drill, my mom, Jessica... I saw Bobby die a hundredth time this week." You answered, leaving out the main reason of your nightmares...your own father.

"You wanna talk about it?"

"No, not really."

"Alex, just know that it's Ok to cry, it doesn't make you weak, it makes you human." He said making you smile and then you wrapped your arms around his neck hugging him tightly. "Next time you feel like crying? Call me over, we'll cry together." He said making you giggle.

"What are we celebrating?" You pulled away from the younger Winchester when you heard Dean's voice behind you.

"Took you long enough."

"You've been in there forever." You and Sam said at the same time, ignoring his question. He gave a look to both of you but decided to let it go.

"You can't rush perfection." He said pulling out 3 ID cards.

"Homeland security? That's pretty illegal, even for us." Sam said and Dean handed your card to you.

"Yeah, well, it's something new, you know? People haven't seen it a thousand times." He said getting inside the car. You and Sam followed him and got in the car as well.

"Alright, so, what you guys got?"

"Well, there's definitely EVP on the cockpit voice recorder." Sam said.

"Yeah?"

"Listen." Sam played the audio on his laptop and all you could hear was high laptop and all you could hear was high-pitched statics. 'no survivors!' you heard a woman's voice.

"No survivors?" Dean repeated. "What's that supposed to mean? There were 7 survivors."

"It got me."

"So what are you thinking? A haunted flight?"

"There's a long history of spirits and death omens on planes and ships, like phantom travelers or remember flight 401?" You asked the boys.

"Right the one the crashed. The airlines salvanged some of its parts put it in another plane, then the spirit of the pilots haunted those flights." Dean answered.

"Right. Maybe we got similar deal." Sam said.

"So, survivors, which one do you guys want to talk to first?"

"Third on the list, Max Jaffey, he's from around here and if anyone saw anything weird, he did." You said leaning back on the car seat.

"Why's that?" Dean asked.

"I spoke to his mother and she told me where to find him."

"Where?" Both the boys ask in unison.

"Riverfront psychiatric hospital." You said and that was enough of an explanation.

"Max Jaffey? We are from Homeland security, we're here to talk about the plane crash." Dean said, introducing the three of you to Max.

Dean started the car and you made your way toward the private care facility. A few minutes later Dean finally pulled up in front of riverfront. All three of you went inside, pulling out your IDs, asking to see Max. A woman led you up to Max, who was standing in front of the garden.

"I don't understand, I already talked to Homeland security." He said as the 4 of you started walking.

"Right, some new information has come up. So if you could just answer a couple questions." Explained Dean. "Just before the plane went down, did you notice anything unusual?" Asked Sam.

"Like what?"

"Strange lights, weird noises, maybe....voices." Dean asked.

"No, nothing."

"Hmm. Mr. Joffey." You intensionally pronounced his name wrong. "Jaffey." He corrected you as the 4 of you sat down on a round table.

"Whatever. You checked yourself in here, right? Can I ask why?" You continued.

"I was a little stressed. I survived a plane crash."

"Uh-huh. And that's what terrified you? I mean that's what you were afraid of?" You said keeping your voice as meaner as you could even though you felt bad talking to him like that. The brothers sat silently, letting you do your job.

"I-I don't want to talk about this anymore."

"You know what, I think maybe you did see something up there. We need to know what."

"No. No, I was delusional, seeing things."

"Oh he was seeing things." You repeated mockingly looking at the brothers.

"It's okay. Then just tell us what you thought you saw, please." Sam said softly. Max thought for a while before answering.

"There was......this......man. And, uh, he had the eyes...these uh..black eyes. And I saw him...I thought I saw him." He stopped in the mid sentence. "What?" Dean pressed. "He opened the emergency exit. But that's impossible, right? I mean, I looked it up. There's something like two tons of pressure on that door."

"This man, uh, did he seem to appear and disappear rapidly? It would look something like a mirage." Sam asked and you rolled your eyes at his stupidly obvious question.

"What are you, nuts? He was a passenger. He was sitting right in front of me." Max replied like Sam was crazy or something. Ones you were back in the Impala, you went through the passenger manifest again to find the guy in front of Max Jaffey.

"George Phelps." You said out loud and the brothers looked at you with a confused expression. "The guy in front of Max Jaffey. George Phelps, seat 20-C."

"Good, now work that pretty little head of yours and Find us an address." Dean said starting the car.

You were in front of George Phelps house within less than 15 minutes. "Here we are." Said Sam.

"Hmm...Man, I don't care how strong you are." Dean said as the three of you stepped out of the car. "Even yoked up on PCP or something, no way you can open up an emergency door during a flight."

"Not if you're human. But maybe this guy George was something else. Some kind of creature maybe, in human form." Sam suggested.

"Does that look like a creature's lair to you?" Dean asked and you turn to look at the beautiful cookie cutter house. To be honest it looked like a slightly bigger version of your childhood home back in Lebanon. It really was a beautiful house, now it's just abandoned building, with no life whatsoever.

"God, this guy must had insane income." You whispered making the brothers chuckle before Making your way to the Phelps' house.

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