Supernatural: Nap TimeDean lay on one of the double beds in the shitty motel room he and Sam were staying in for a couple of days while they worked a job and stayed out of authority radars.
They had been spotted by a cop who just so happened to be looking at their wanted posters that morning. They had fled town and were now in hiding. Funnily enough, the cop only recognised Dean. That seemed like his luck.
Well, at least the room had magic fingers Dean thought while he slipped another coin into the machine when the vibrating had cut off.
Dean woke with a start as a heavy weight was dropped onto him. He spluttered as he tied to sit up, but the weight wouldn't budge.
The room was pitch-black; Dean couldn't even see his own hand in front of his face. He stretched as far as he could and turned the bed side lamp on. There was hardly enough time for his eyes to adjust and see what was on top of him before the light bulb blew with a snap of an angel’s fingers.
"Cas" groaned Dean as he dropped his head back o
Pirates Life For Me: Ch 1Two men ran down the beach, each running from opposite directions and where they would meet was a small town.
The two didn’t know about this town, they didn’t even know about each other.
The reason for their running was that a group of men chased each of them, wearing red coats and white pants and carrying a loaded rifle each. The uniforms clearly identified them as the guards of this town, thus the reason for all the running.
While one of these men had a strange gait, he was just as fast as the other, having had a life of running away from king’s men, women, criminals, crews and cannibals. The second man was a tad more normal, but not by much.
They both wore long coats and each was armed with sword and gun.
Ladies of all sorts where easily wooed by these men and just as many men, though only one of them actually preferred men.
How they got into this problem isn't important, but what is about to happen is though
They both saw the town at the same time, and both knew t
An Angel Watching Po- The Pizza ManDean and Sam sat in the flat of 221B Baker Street along with Castiel and Sherlock. Sherlock sat on his 'sulking chair' as it had been dubbed by Dean. His knees up under his chin and his arms crossed, he hadn't been out yet today but he still wore his long black coat with its collar turned up. Sam and Dean sat at the kitchen table, papers scattered over it with all the information they would need for the hunt they were working. And finally Cas sat on the couch in front of the TV, his elbows resting on his knees as he studied the program he was watching with the intensity only an Angel could achieve while the volume was so quiet only the angel could pick it up.
"This is all very complex" Cas said, breaking the silence of a sulking Sherlock and the quietly bickering brothers.
Sherlock didn’t make and move to even listen to the Angel, but Sam frowned slightly, looking to his brother that screamed 'what is he watching?' before looking back down at his papers.
"If the pizza man truly l
Coffee, Pigeons and Homosexual UndertonesSherlock, as always sat at his microscope at the hospital. The Doctor had joined him as well as his two companions and the Winchesters currently took up a table along with Castiel.
Molly walked through the swinging doors and instantly came to the bench Sherlock worked at.
She looked past him though and straight at Rory, whom Sherlock did not yet know nor wanted to.
Little did Sherlock now, but Molly, Rory and the Doctor had devised a plan to get Sherlock's attention
"I was wondering if you would like to get coffee later?" Molly asked Rory
Rory nodded a bit bashfully and mumbled "Yeah" under his breath
As predicted, Sherlock looked up and turned to Rory. Except he said something completely unpredicted,
"Gay" was all he said before turning back to the microscope
Dean, not knowing about the plan, looked across at Sherlock, a slight bit of anger on his face since Sherlock just insulted a close friend.
"Hey!" Rory said, plan completely forgotten
"It's not like you’re not gay half the
Gabriel's HornDean had been looking at the page for the last ten minutes now, not really knowing what to do with the sudden rush of memories and emotions.
He was just glad that for once he had done the research for once and not Sammy, because he didn’t really want to think of what Sam's reaction to this would be.
Upon the laptop on the window was open, the title read Gabriel's Horn with a little cherub like angel in the picture below that with a simple horn raise to its lips.
Dean couldn't help but think back to the sacrifice he had made for them. Going up against Lucifer like that? He knew it was suicidal and he still told Gab to do it.
In some way he felt the blame for his death.
He took a small mouthful from his beer and stood up from the laptop. He glanced at the gun next to the laptop, eyes lazily drifting over it as he looked around the room.
There was two double beds behind him, and in front of him was the kitchen and lounge room with a window in each shining through with bright light.
Hunters chap 5: In The PastLief
I was in a filthy, run down warehouse standing opposite my opponent. He was about my age, 12 or 13. Skinny and pale. Yelling and screaming surrounded us as people cheered us on and made bets on us. I saw the pale face and frizzy brown hair of my friend. I smiled at her, and she smiled back, miming a punch. At that moment the starting bell went off, signalling the fight to start. It was over in minutes, I had him pinned to the ground for three counts. I quickly escaped the chaos and disappearing down the side alley.
"You done great!" She called as she walked towards me twirling a two foot bar in her hand.
I laughed at her as we hugged
"Thanks. I watched yours too. You did great. The other guy wasn't as good as you with the double blade" she laughed at me as she climbed onto my back
"Take me home lee?" She asked as she rested her head on top of mine.
"Sure" I said as I started walking from the alley
The scene changed. To the fire years ago that had claimed the life of my parents and
Your Not Drunk If You Did It For An ExperimentAmy and Sam sat in a shitty hotel room playing cluedo. Sherlock had gone out with Castiel for a while and this was the only time they would get to play the game since Sherlock hated it so much.
There was a knock at the door and Sam frowned, looking at Amy over the board.
He stood from the bed were they had been sitting and made his way to the door, slipping a gun into his hand as he went.
He opened the door, to see Sherlock and Castiel. The latter of which leaning against the door frame with his hand still raised to knock
Sam frowned as he moved to let them in, not noticing they strange way they walked
"You both have a key to the door" he said
He didn’t get an answer though, as Cas stumbled forward and ran into the wall opposite the door with Sherlock almost tripping over Cas's feet as he walked past
Amy looked up from the bed at the two
"Are you okay?"
"Don’t ask stupid questions" Cas replied as he righted himself and began walking again, zigzagging towards one of the beds
John turned away from Sherlock as his phone started to ring.
It still sounded a bit odd, even just thinking about it. It had been two years since his… death.
John was still holding up the impression that he hadn't forgiven Sherlock, but the more time he spent with his friend, his best friend, the more he wanted to forgive him.
"Hello?" John said into the phone after glancing at the screen. UNKNOWN blinked back at him.
"Hello is this Doctor John Watson?" a woman's voice strung with worry said, John could bet her hands were shaking.
"Yes. Who's speaking?" John replied after a moment. The possibilities were already going through his mind. Hostage? Like what happened with Moriaty? Could this somehow be linked back to Sherlock's reappearance?
There was a fierce burning in his chest at the thought. He didn’t care if this was because Sherlock had returned; he was never letting him go again. Never.
"This is Doctor Stacy. I'm from St Bart’s Hospital; I've called to
His Fall- A SuperWhoLock Fic"Good bye John"
The doctor had called the Winchesters, and had only said two words in between the silent tears
Sam and Dean had rushed to London, Dean not even thinking about putting up a fight about flying there. They had gotten there in time for the funeral, the doctor walking out from behind a tree no doubt were he had hidden the TARDIS .
They stood together, the Winchester brothers and Cas beside The Doctor, all standing just behind John.
None of them had seen the figure standing in the shadows watching them.
"… Don’t. Be. Dead…"
Once they had gone back to the flat, were John was still staying at the moment, Dean had turned on Castiel.
"Cas! Miracle. Now"
"I can't, Dean" was all he said before blinking out.
Dean was furious, punching a hole in the wall before Sam rushed over and just held him while they both mourned the lose of their friend.
A few days later the Doctor was in his TARDIS. His hands braced on the console while he bent over