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AN: This is the first installment in what will be a series of one-shots outlining the adventures of several "guest stars" in Stars Hollow. I have not labeled this as a crossover because it will cross more than one fandom.
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Lorelai smiled her best hostess smile as she handed a credit card back to her newest check-ins, two young men, while Sookie silently eyed one of them in awe. "Thank you, Mr. Messina, enjoy your stay at the Dragonfly."
Dean Winchester flashed her his charming, flirty smile and replied, "We will, thank you." He picked up his bag with an expectant look at his brother. who hesitated at the front desk, noticing how the two women were staring at him.
Sam cleared his throat loudly and asked, "So, have either of you ladies seen anything strange around here lately?"
Lorelai scoffed "This is Stars Hollow. Take your pick of strange."
Sam pulled out his FBI badge and gave her a bashful smile with his patented doe-eyed look. "Well, this is part of an ongoing FBI investigation. can you be more specific?"
Lorelai eyed the badge. "I see, Agent...Loggins." She rolled her eyes as it hit her that these two were no more FBI agents than she was. Loggins and Messina. Who do they think they're kidding? she thought, but wanting to see what they were up to, replied, "Well, you know, I just meant... you know...small town...things are always strange. If I seen anything stranger than normal, I'll let you know." She stepped from behind the desk and clapped him on the back. "So, you're in room 7...top of the stairs." She nodded to the stairs and gave him a little nudge, then stepped back to where Sookie was waiting to go over menu plans with her.
Sookie whispered to Lorelai, "Speaking of strange, doesn't that guy look like-"
"Uh-huh, I was just thinking the same thing, but it can't be because he's out in the barn helping Parker fix Cletus' stall from where he busted through it."
"Again? Man, that horse does not like to be penned up, does he?"
"Well, he was born free, you know?" She crept around the corner to watch the Winchesters as they ascended the stairs with Sookie close behind her. "Besides, I don't think Dean even owns a suit and tie." She nodded to the two guys and the suits they were wearing for their FBI personas.
"True." Sookie acknowledged as she shuddered a bit. "I know they say everyone has a twin somewhere, but man!" The two women stared up the stairs after their retreating figures until they were out of sight.
"Weird," Lorelai stated after they had disappeared into their room. "So, you were asking about who we've got coming in so you can plan the menu?"
"Right!" Sookie nodded. She gave a brief glance back to the stairs. "So what do you think a Dean doppelganger likes to eat?"
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As they walked down Main Street toward the diner, Sam was looking at the printout that he'd pulled from the online version of the Stars Hollow Gazette and was explaining, "So, according to this, our victim was last seen on Sunday when she left church services and no one's seen or heard from her since. She has no family here and the local minister...one Reverend Archie Skinner, got concerned when she didn't show up for evening services."
"A minister named Archie...Gotta love that one," Dean commented dryly as they entered Luke's.
At hearing the bell on the door, Luke looked up from where he was pouring coffee, nodded to Sam and as he bustled by them to move onto the next table, greeted him, "Hey, Dean. It's a little busy today, just find any seat that's open."
Panic-stricken Dean looked to Sam and hissed to his brother, "What the hell, Dude?"
Sam tried to sooth his older brother. "Don't panic, don't panic. Let's just sit down and act like everything's normal, okay?"
"Normal?" Dean reached into his pocket grasping the hilt of his demon-killing knife, poised and ready to use it if necessary. "Since when is anything in our lives ever normal?"
"I mean, let's just stay calm until we know what's what, okay? We don't wanna set off a panic." He then grinned at his brother. "Besides, didn't you say you wanted to come in here because one of the locals said this guy serves the best pie on the planet?"
Dean nodded, "Well, I'm always up for pie."
"Good." Sam breathed a sigh of relief as they found a table and sat down.
Dean, still with his hand poised to whip out the knife, questioned, "You think he's the demon we're looking for?"
Sam glances to Luke who was still refilling coffee cups. "He's not acting very demon-y"
"Well, Come on, Sam, it's not like they wear signs saying, 'Hi, I'm possessing some poor small-town innocent bastard.' Besides, how else would he know my real name?"
"Look, Dean, we don't even know that it's a demon we're after." He nodded to Dean's hand placement. "All we know is that there was a disappearance...right?"
Dean finally relaxed his grip on the knife just as Luke walked over to them. "Yeah, you're right."
"Coffee?" Luke asked.
Smiling stiffly, Dean answered, "Uh...yeah...That'd be good."
Luke poured coffee for both of them and turned to Sam, asking, "Who's your friend, Dean?"
Sam, exchanging a confused look with Dean, sputtered, "Uh...this is...uh...Sam...he's...uh...an...old friend."
"From when you lived in Chicago?" Luke asked as he finished pouring.
Sam brightened. "Uh, yeah...Chicago. That's it."
"Is he helping keep Cletus penned up?"
Sam and Dean exchanged 'what the hell' looks. "Um...Cletus?"Dean questioned.
"Guess not," Luke shrugged. Done with polite small talk, he got right back to business. "You guys know what you want yet?"
"Uh...we're...uh...gonna' need a minute to look."
Luke gave him a sideways glance. "As much as you come in here, you oughtta have the whole damn menu memorized by now, especially since you dated Rory."
"Uh...yeah...but you know...Sam here...he doesn't."
"I'm surprised to see you in here at all today, to tell you the truth. Doesn't Lorelai usually feed you when you work for her at the inn? I figured with as big a job as it is keeping Cletus from flying the coop, she and Sookie would have given you free reign in the kitchen."
"Uh, but...uh...Sam here...he was just dying for some of your pie...cause you know, he heard all about it."
Luke shook his head. "Whatever, but don't think I'm going to give you free food just because Lorelai's my girlfriend. You're not working for me; you're working for her. Now, I've got other customers to take care of so just flag me down when you're ready to order."
As Luke walked away, Dean blurted out, "Holy crap, Dude! We've got more than just a disappearance going on here! Who the hell is Cletus and why are they keeping him prisoner?"
Sam pulled his laptop out of his bag and opened it up to see if he'd overlooked something on the Stars Hollow Gazette's website only to find that he had no internet connection. "Crap! No Wi-Fi in here!" He put the computer away, then reached into his pocket for his Blackberry.
"OUT!" Luke shouted and pointed to the door.
"What?" Sam looked at him, startled while Dean jumped up and reached for his knife again.
"Dean, come on! You know the rules!" Luke gestured wildly to the 'No cell phones' sign on the wall. "So, take it outside!"
Again relaxing, Sam nodded. "Yeah...outside." He glanced at Dean, picked up his laptop bag and the pair headed out to the sidewalk.
Dean's eyes grew wide as he spotted a figure exiting the hardware store. "Holy-" He nudged Sam to get his attention and pointed.
"What the hell?" He and his brother stared at Dean Forester as he was stopped on the street by the owner of the inn who'd checked them in earlier in the day. "What are we thinking? Shifter?"
"Sure as hell looks that way," Dean answered as he walked to his "baby," his trusty Impala, opened the trunk and began rummaging through the cache of weapons stored there. Sam stowed his phone back in his pocket and dropped his bag into the open trunk as his brother handed him a silver knife before closing the lid.
Armed with his own silver knife, Dean turned to his brother and stated firmly, "Let's do this!"
"I thought we had plenty of nails at the inn," Lorelai was saying to Dean.
"You do, but they're too small for th-." His statement was abruptly cut off as he was rushed by the two Winchesters. "What the hell?"
"Oh, my God," Lorelai exclaimed, stepping back as she pulled out her phone. She quickly snapped a picture of the action and after sending it, dialed Rory's dorm.
"Rory, you are not going to believe this. Did you get the picture I just sent you?"
"WOW! I miss all the good stuff," Rory replied as she examined the picture.
"Well, that's what you get for being such a smarty pants up there in your smarty pants school." Lorelai cringed as she watched the Winchesters pin Dean up against the wall of the hardware store and muttered, "Ouch!" At seeing one of the men raise a knife, she cried, "Holy crap! I think they're gonna' stab him! Do you think I should jump in and help? I mean, Dean is your ex-boyfriend." She made a face as she watched the two Deans struggle over the knife while Sam held Dean Forester against the wall.
"He may be my ex, but I still don't want him to get stabbed. You should do something."
Lorelai saw Luke rushing out of the diner. "Never mind. Looks like Luke's got it. Man, I need some popcorn for this!"
Luke jumped into the fray with a "What the hell is going on?" and pulled Sam off of Dean Forester just as Dean Winchester had made contact with the other Dean's bare hand with the knife.
"That's what I'd like to know," Dean Forester snapped angrily as he babied his now bleeding hand.
Sam and his brother looked at one another in confusion when they saw that the other man's only reaction to the silver knife was bleeding.
Rory, at her mother being silent called into her phone, "Mom, what's going on?"
Lorelai, still watching the scene, answered, "Rats, Luke broke the whole thing up just when it was starting to get good."
"Well, Luke is a good guy," Her daughter replied.
"Oh, Lord, here comes Taylor," Lorelai grumbled as she saw the Town Selectman exiting his market. "Now, the fun's over for sure." By this time, many of the other townies had exited the surrounding businesses to see what the commotion was all about.
As Taylor approached, Luke was still shouting at the Winchesters as he stood between them and Dean. "I don't know what the hell is going on here, who you guys really are or where you're from, but here in Stars Hollow, we don't just go around stabbing people for no damn reason!"
"We had a reason! A damn good reason!" He nodded to his brother. "Show him, Sam!"
Sam pulled the crumpled printed-out newspaper article out of his pocket and handed it to Luke. "This woman, Gladys Metz, she disappeared from here on Sunday." He then pulled out his FBI badge. "We came here to investigate."
"Lord, there they go with the fake FBI thing again," Lorelai muttered.
Luke snorted with laughter at reading the article and tossed it back at Sam. "She didn't disappear. She moved to Florida to one of those retirement condo places. She just didn't advertise it to the whole damn town because everybody gets in everybody's damn business too damn much. She only told me she was doing it because she knew I wouldn't blab it all over the place like some people." He cast a pointed glance to Babette and Miss Patty.
Taylor chimed in with a scolding finger at Andrew, "You know, I never like to be the one to say I told you so...but this kind of thing, these two young men showing up here and causing such a ruckus; This is exactly why I told Andrew he should have just left well enough alone when he wanted to put the Stars Hollow Gazette all over the internet. We've gotten along just fine in Stars Hollow for years with a printed newspa-"
Luke rolled his eyes. "Shut up, Taylor!"
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That night curled up on her couch, Luke and Lorelai were talking about the craziness of their day.
"I wonder who those guys really were. Loggins and Messina, my ass! Looking at these two guys and the way you took care of business..."
"So, their mama don't dance and their daddy don't rock n' roll," he chimed in.
"You got it, Babe." Lorelai beamed as she caressed his stubbly face "I'm so proud of you."
"Hey, I DO know some music," he protested.
"Though it still is kind of creepy how the big one looked exactly like Dean."
"Well, I'm not complaining. By the time all the chaos was done, they ran up a sixty-dollar bill at the diner. I'd have never guessed it, but that little one put away a whole boysenberry pie."
"You do make the best pies," She complimented him with a warm smile. "Still creepy though."
"You know what they say, everyone has a twin somewhere."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. That's what Sookie said, too. But wouldn't it be WAY more fun if they were REAL twins, like separated at birth or something? I mean, Dean never did talk much about his time in Chicago..."
"Or if it was like that alien shapeshifter guy on The X-Files...You know, that big ugly guy?"
"And the sci-fi geek is back. Just when I had hope for you."
"Just saying, he was sure big enough."
"Um...dirty!"
"How did I not see that one coming?"
"Dir-"
"Don't say it!" he demanded and shut her up with a fierce kiss.
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On the road in the Impala again the next day, The Winchesters were stopped at a filling station, Dean filling the gas tank while Sam was on his Blackberry doing his usual search of unexplained events looking for their next job.
"I can't believe it turned out to be nothing more than a little old lady moving to a retirement community and a horse who doesn't like to stay penned up," Dean was complaining. "Who the hell names a horse Cletus, anyway?"
"Hmmm..." Sam commented as he read a particular article on a now-familiar website.
"What?" Dean questioned.
"You know that quirky little town we just left, Stars Hollow?"
"Biggest waste of a tank of gas ever," Dean grumbled. "Right, Baby?" He added to the car as he lovingly pattered the Impala's roof.
"Well, maybe not. There might be something there after all," Sam mused, trying to keep a straight face as he handed his brother his phone. "Check this headline out."
"Dean Doppelganger Terrorizes Town," he read then rolled his eyes and lobbed the phone at Sam. "Bitch!"
"Jerk" Sam replied with a laugh having gotten the desired reaction from his older brother.
