This is a Supernatural Ghost Whisperer crossover.
I'm really surprised there aren't more of these. Well just better for me.
I dedicate this to Sarah, my local Ghost Whisperer.
Sam and Dean walked towards the exit of the cemetery. They had just finished a salt-and-burn on the ghost of a crazed guitarist, who killed people in bands.
"Well that guy put up one hell of a fight," Dean said, "for an emo-band guitar player."
"Hey, don't diss the emo," Sam joked, "they'll kick your ass with super-emo power!"
Dean chuckled at Sam's crappy joke. Who knew Sam had any sense of humor that didn't involve making fun of him?
He looked up at the moon. It provided a kind of comfort for him. A light in the dark. Not that he would ever tell Sam that. He'd think he was going soft.
"Hey what was that?" Sam asked.
"What?"
"I think I heard a noise."
"You think the loony guitar guy is back?"
"Maybe. We'd better check it out just to make sure."
"Ok Sam. But I'm going to kill you if it's the cops. Before we get thrown in jail."
"Whatever, Dean."
They crept towards the sound, guns outstretched. They turned around a huge, over expensive monument to some dead rich guy, to see a brown haired woman standing alone among the gravestones.
"You have to move on," they heard her say to the air, "you don't belong here anymore. Your time has passed."
"Just some crazy," Dean whispered, "Let's just leave."
"Ok Dean. There's no way she saw anything. Look she's still going," Sam said pointing to the woman as her discussion with the air got more heated.
They turned and left, leaving the brunette standing there fuming.
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She was pissed. That damn biker was hitting on her while she was trying to have a serious conversation with him. Trying to get the damn ghost to cross over.
Well he would. No one messed with Melinda Gordon and didn't cross into the light.
So, how was that? My first crossover, so it might be a little sketchy.
Please review.
Thank you, and goodnight!