Hiya peeps!
Okay, so this popped into my head…and I just HAD to do it XD
Okay, so this story is set quite a while after the boys have a run in with 'the prophet chuck' in episode 18 of season four, but there are no real spoilers. I know their lives were very…well let's say 'eventful' at that point in the story, but just imagine that everything has worked out, and the two of them are back on the job just like normal.
Disclaimer: Not mine, never has been, never will be. Quit rubbing it in my face.
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The Written Word Has Never Sounded So Sweet
Sam sighed as he sifted through webpage after webpage; they were stuck in some godforsaken hole, with two tires out and no job to occupy their time. The proper tires for the Impala had been ordered by the local mechanic, but they wouldn't arrive for another week, a fact that had both Sam and Dean sorely annoyed.
Dean was flat on his back on one of the hotel beds, his eyes lazily following the erratically spinning blade of the ceiling fan. The two shared the space in silence, the dim heat filling the room with its muggy compression.
Sam sighed as he scrolled through the sites in front of him, before stopping at one that caught his interest.
Supernatural: Read Free Online!
It had been a while since their run in with Chuck, and Sam was interested to see just how much further along the books had crept. Obviously now that they were no longer being published, Chuck had decided to make a website and host them for free.
More than a little nervous, Sam clicked the link.
He clicked the last novel and started as he realised it entailed their last hunt; a hunt they had only finished three days ago. The detail was immaculate, right down to the way the kraken had wrapped itself around the car, and in the process blown two of the tires with its barb tipped tentacles.
Sam read on as the story recounted the beast withdrawing its barbs after that, and how Dean had stood on the hood of the car with a shotgun in his hands.
"Dean had had enough, the screeching noise of air rapidly escaping tires had broken his last nerve. Tearing the shotgun out of his bewildered brother's hands, Dean advanced unafraid on the monster half dragged out of the lake, its many tentacles wrapped around the Impala as it used it for purchase. Flicking the shotgun open Dean released the cartridges, sliding new ones in without the need to look as he flicked the barrel closed again, his eyes never leaving the bloodshot ones that were trained on his face.
Putting one of his long legs out he stepped up onto the hood of the Impala easily, his gaze unwavering as he pulled the shotgun to his shoulder, "get the fuck away from my car." He hissed, before sliding his finger home.
The gun shot once, twice. Within seconds Dean had it at his shoulder again, new shells locked and loaded as he blasted them straight into the quivering mass of the beast's gelatinous head. Blood splattered him angrily with red, but he didn't stop. Crack after crack reverberated around the lake as Dean mercilessly shot the kraken into a pile of shattered and bloody meat.
With another step Dean was on the roof, and with a heavy booted foot he kicked the gnarled mass of bloody flesh from the top of his car. Hissing triumphantly, he threw the shotgun aside, and turned back to his brother.
"Well, I think we can ascertain shotgun bullets will work against a kraken." He grinned cheekily.
Sam simply sighed, 'yes Dean, okay you were right! Jesus, just get off the damn car will you?" "
"You're looking pretty intense over there Sammy" Dean's voice startled Sam out of his daze, his eyes shifting blearily from the screen back to his brother. "Huh?" he rubbed his eyes, "oh yeah! Did you know Chuck has started putting the Supernatural novels online? I was just reading the latest one, it's pretty extreme."
Dean looked a little interested, but didn't make the effort to get up, "so it should be, we are extreme people!" he grinned.
Sam ignored him and turned back to the page. Realising that he had finished the novel (it ended as they were joking over ordering new tires) Sam noticed that the scroller at the side of the page was only half way down. Scrolling further down he noticed that people has submitted 'reviews'.
With a half interested, half wary smile, he continued on down the page.
"Oh my god, isn't Dean dreamy! Carver Edlund you make my day every time you post a new novel! Please bring us another one soon!"
Sam sighed heavily, of course she thought Dean was dreamy. He shook his head, where had constructive criticism gone? Telling an author that their characters were dreamy was practically redundant.
His eyes slid back to the screen.
"My my, isn't Dean protective of his baby?!" Sam groaned; he could practically hear the squeal of the fangirl's voice in his head. "God I'm so jealous of that car! It seems to be the only thing he gets worked up over…well that and Sam of course. Please write more!!!!!"
Well that stopped Sam in his tracks. He rolled the thought around in his head and decided that the girl was right; Dean would probably protect him similarly to the car, if it came down to it.
A warm flood of some kind of feeling seeped down through Sam's body, and he frowned at himself questioningly, before continuing.
"Ooo, he was splattered with blood again!!! Oh I love it when that happens! Like to Johnny Depp in all of his movies! I bet Dean looks sooo good all covered in blood! Edlund my love, please don't leave us hanging!
Sam spluttered openly at that one; how could being splattered with blood make someone seem hot?! Without his bidding his mind flashed back to the dark night at the lake; his brother stood angrily on the car, lightning crackling above him as he blew their enemy into oblivion, the blood of his conquest hitting his moonlit skin as he stepped closer, driving everything but his bloodlust back.
Oh…okay…maybe he could see it.
Sam let out a loud squeak as he realised his stomach was doing flip-flops and his brain was fizzling quietly in his skull. Swallowing the knot at the back of his throat he turned his eyes away from the screen, focusing on the broken TV not too far in front of him, and forcing himself to realise that he was just seeing Dean how everyone else was, and that it really shouldn't be making his stomach want to crawl out through his ears.
Dean sat up slowly, his eyes focused on Sam's stricken face, "what is it Sammy?" he asked worriedly, "you don't look so good?"
Sam startled violently, and stuttered a bit, before finally getting something out, "oh it's nothing, I was just a little surprised at how close behind us these stories are. Not to mention, it's kind of weird that people are reading and commenting on our personal lives."
Dean's eyes lit up, "commenting eh?"
Sam groaned; ooops…
Dean was up within seconds, his hands rested on the chair back and before Sam knew it his older brother was leaning over him to look intently at the screen. Sam turned his head to look at the other, but realised it was a mistake as soon as he realised that the smooth expanse of Dean's neck was right beside his lips.
Forcing himself to look back at the screen, he waited for Dean to finish. The older of the two read quietly for a few minutes, before snorting. "This chick thinks I look hot splattered in blood?!" he shook his head, "dude, it takes so much effort and scrubbing to get blood off!"
Sam saw red.
Blood red, running down an expanse of silken skin, following the contours of the elaborately muscled body as rivulets of water washed over it.
Sam gasped ad he startled violently, practically falling from his place on the chair as he scrabbled to get out from beneath Dean's presence.
Dean looked at his brother questioningly.
Sam felt like a deer caught in the headlights, his face rapidly heating up as he realised what he had been thinking. Quickly he headed for the door. "it's too hot in here, I'm going for a walk." The door slammed behind him before Dean had a chance to say anything.
The older man looked startled, but shrugged; he was used to his brother being weird.
Settling into the now free seat, Dean continued to read.
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Hehehe, well there you go! Now for the special treat of this story!
I wanted to make this story a little interactive, so I'm giving you guys a choice to help out! Think of any hunt the boys have been on (or make up your own) and in your review write what you think about either or both of them, or help me out a whole bunch and tell me the little things you've noticed about their relationship in the show that points to them liking each other!
If I pick you, your review (or the relevant parts of it) will be included in the story! XD (along with your name of course)
So please leave a review! I'll love you forever if you do!