Dean didn't know what the hell had just happened. One minute he was opening the door to a supposedly abandoned warehouse, and the next minute, he found himself facing down at least a dozen shotguns that were pointed at his chest.
"Whoa," he huffed out, slowly lifting his hands in surrender.
Dean looked at the blank faces that were staring back him until a voice said, "Stand down."
The shotguns were immediately lowered, but the Winchester still found himself surrounded. A small break was formed in the circle to make way for a young woman to step through.
She stared at him with hard blue eyes. "You are supposed to be dead."
Dean cracked a smile. "That's not the first time I've heard those words."
"How about this, Dean Winchester: welcome to the year 2034."
Author's Note: Okay, so...this is my newest version of "Never Surrender." But it's completely different. I'm hoping that this one goes better than that one did.
Enjoy :)
Kisses, Rachel