Disclaimer: I do not own the boys and promise to put them back where I found them.
Authors Note: This is just a little something that has been floating around my head. This is just going to be various fragments in our boys life. Please read and review as reviews are like M&M's and always loved.
Waiting in the car pt. 1
1987
"Preparing for hyperspace in five…four…three…two…one…now!"
Sammy Winchester pressed the imaginary buttons on the dashboard while his brother tugged the wheel back and forth. Wearing an oversized pair of sunglasses, even though it was night outside Dean Winchester peered at the speedometer with a worried look on his face.
"Oh no! The warning lights have all come on. Something's wrong in the engine room!"
"I'm on it Han!" Sammy shouted, abandoning his post in the co-pilots seat and diving over into the back of the car, landing on the backseat with a soft thud.
Dean was Han because Dean was always Han. Dean said it was because he was older and cooler but Sam didn't care. If Dean was Han that meant Sam got to be Luke. Han Solo was cool but Luke Skywalker was a Jedi Knight.
"What's there Luke?" Dean asked, glancing over his shoulder to check his little brother was okay.
Sam was laying on his stomach, feet up in the air, head down in the foot well.
"It's Jawa's Han" He called urgently.
"Wait," Dean broke character, "Jawa's?"
Sam looked up seriously, also out of character, "Yes Jawa's."
"Okay," Dean let it go and then Han yelled, "What are Jawa's doing on my ship?"
Sam tried not to giggle and stay in character. "They're trying to steal the engine."
"Quick use your light sabre." Dean gave another dramatic tug on the wheel and jabbed several of the radio buttons.
"Okay" Sam shouted, counting how many Jawa's there where. From his pocket he pulled out his light sabre. Dean had made it for him out of a toilet roll and tin foil. Making the noises of the light sabre under his breath Sam lashed out at the imaginary Jawa's.
Dean watched his brother in the rear view mirror, smiling as he watched him defeating the imaginary bad guys.
"Quick Luke get up here." Dean called, "There's a star destroyer after us."
The light sabre was deactivated and with a gasp Sam scrambled back over the top of the seats and sat beside his brother. "Have they got us in a tractor beam?"
"Not yet." Dean replied. He jabbed some more buttons, "I can't out fly it."
Sam pressed some buttons on the dash board and pulled open the glove box. "Sending out after missiles."
"Aft missiles" Dean corrected quietly.
"Aft missiles!"
"It's slowing down but it hasn't stopped." Dean said, pulling down the sun visor.
"Darth Vader's on board" Sam shouted, "We can't get caught."
"They're sending out TIE fighters." Dean called back.
"Firing more missiles" Sam shouted, almost bouncing up and down on his seat, "Quick Han we can lose them in hyperspace."
"Okay punch it" Dean said and the brothers both hit the buttons on the dash board and outside the trees and shadows turned to streaking stars.
"We did it." Sam cheered.
Suddenly the drivers door swung open causing both brothers to jump. Dean spun round quickly, moving in front of his little brother and whipping off the dark glasses so he could see better. John Winchester sunk down into the drivers seat, throwing his boys a quick glance. The boys relaxed at seeing their Dad and Sam scouted over on seat so they could all fit in the front together. Johns face was pale and his eyes were shadowed but he gave the brothers a wide smile and they looked up at him expectantly. Dean was watching his dad in concern, silently asking if he was okay but not wanting to ask. Sam had a smile on his young face, glad that his dad was back but waiting to continue his game. Letting out a breath and pushing aside the things he had just seen in the dark woods John soaked in his boys and caught sight of his youngest' toy light sabre, poking out of Sam's pocket. He laughed inwardly, ever since he had rented the movie for the boys they had been playing almost none stop.
"Hey Luke, Han." He said, closing the door and starting the car, "What say we get out of here."
Sammy laughed, "You bet Chewie!"
Dean smiled too and poked various buttons on the dash board again, slipping back on his fathers sunglasses.
Heading down onto the open road John glanced cautiously into the rear view mirror to check nothing was following them and then said in a conspiring whisper, "Luke I think I can hear something moving in the engine room."
The young boy gasped and pulled his light sabre free again and dived into the back seat, helped by a little shove for his big brother.
"The Jawa's!"