Car kid napping should be learnt before attempting

Fandom: Roswell, Supernatural
Author: vodooman
Rating: g
Genre: humour, prompted, crossover
Characters/Pairings: Maria/Dean
Short summary: Alright... he just had to think for a moment. Think and formulate a plan!
Any warnings: none...
Disclaimer: Roswell and Supernatural and its characters are not mine. I only write fanfiction!
A/N: alright, so this was prompted by fehrplay. She wanted a Dean and Maria fic… and even though I was thinking of doing a different kind of fic… I decided to make this the start of their jouney. Something to explain how they knew each other… For both series, this is before the actual for or pilot episodes. Maria is about sixteen, and the shooting with Liz' involvement hasn't happened yet. Dean is about seventeen, and he is hunting with his father and brother.

I know I wrote that this is part 1, and it is… I just want to let you people know that it will take a little time to write part 2… ok… Now, I really hope that fehrplay will like that prompt reply of mine…

Alright... he just had to think for a moment. Think and formulate a plan! His father and brother were gone, gotten themselves caught by the demon they actually wanted to hunt, and he was stranded here without a car, to get to them in time to save them.

So plan... First off, he needed a car, and then he'd have to drive to the hideout of the demon, and after that come up with another plan to save his dad and Sammy.

Dean stood at the gas station, looked around to see if there was a car running without a driver behind the steering wheel. As he turned around again, he thought to himself that at least now he got lucky, and saw a black car with running motor.

Without thinking it over much, he jumped into the car and hit the gas pedal without looking back. He was smirking, but his smirk turned into a troubled, eyebrow raising and grim expression when a panicked voice next to him started up "What the hell are you doing with my mom's car! You're not my mum! You don't even look like my mum! You're not even female!"

And just when he thought that the young teen-aged girl next to him was finally finished with her panicked monologue, she started again. "Oh my GOD! I am being kidnapped! Kidnapped with our crappy car! He'll probably force me to do just yucky stuff, stuff that will traumatize me for the rest of my life. Which will be short anyway, because he is going to kill me and burry my body somewhere no one will be looking for. And then my mum will be looking all over for me, and milk packages will have my face and name on it... and no one will know that I am actually buried under a thick layer of dirt and earth... and worms will eat me up, and shit me out again..."

„Enough already!" shouted Dean, annoyed that he of course had to steal the one car with a noisy passenger in it. „Look here kid" he said and looked over to her. "I'm just borrowing the car! 'Swear won't be doing any of the stuff you just said! I just need a car to get me from place A to place B to help my dad and brother!"

But Maria wasn't listening; all she had heard was 'kid'. She narrowed her eyes and said heatedly "Then I'm just as much a kid as you are!"

"Huh?" was all Dean could reply, while parting his concentration on both the blond girl next to him, and the road.

"You called me kid!" she said annoyed and a little flushed. "As far as I can tell you're just as old as I am!"

Dean furrowed his brows. "Did you hear anything of the other stuff I said?" he asked a little confused that the girl could change moods this quickly.

"Who cares what you just said after that! You called me kid, when you're not even that much older!" she said, outraged that someone would take her not serious on this. Then without thinking about it much, she slapped him on the shoulder near her, and exclaimed „I'm not a kid!!"

"Ouch!" said Dean, more surprised than hurt, and looked at her unbelievingly. "Look here! I could be a mad chainsaw-using serial killer! Is that a way to talk to you're kidnapper?" Of course he regretted saying what he did just the moment after he did; he didn't want to scare the girl anymore than she already had been when he high jacked her mother's car.

"Right, like a serial killer would be seventeen and looking this adorable? Whatever!" she said and folded her arms protectively in front of herself. She was still put out that someone was talking to her in that way, then added "I saw the movies too, I know that they come ugly and totally messed up!"

Dean who had been a little irritated and annoyed at the girl next to him smirked and couldn't help say „So, you think I'm adorable..."

There was a hint of teasing in his voice, and the way he said it just couldn't keep Maria angry with him for too long, because even though she tried hard not to, she smiled despite of herself or the situation.

They drove for another five minutes in silence, when Maria noticed that she didn't even know her kidnappers name. Would kidnappers give their name to their victim, she mussed, and then decided that they probably wouldn't even be that nice when they did kidnap someone. Not that she thought that the ruggy looking guy next to her looked nice or anything... even though he was darn cute!

"What's your name anyway?" she asked while raising her chin.

He looked at her, and wondered if he should give her a fake name like 'Bruce Hendricks' but somehow got the feeling that she would be able to tell that he was lying. So instead he answered "Dean. What's yours?"

"My name's Maria."

He looked at her and couldn't help what came out next, which of course was accompanied by a half smirk, which would usually get any girl to swoon in front of him. "Yeah? Well, you're pretty cute for a kidnapped girl, whose name's Maria."

She only rolled her eyes at him and then huffed irritated. "Oh please, don't tell me those lines actually work on some girls!"

Dean chuckled as she pouted, and had to admit that she had probably the fullest and most kissable lips he's ever seen, and if it had not been for the mortal danger his father and brother were in, he would have tried shamelessly to flirt his way into her pants.

Dean looked on ahead and noticed that they were finally there. He drove the car next to some trees for cover and then stopped the car. Maria looked out the front window and saw and old and abandoned looking house, and shuddered as she said. "That looks like a great setting for a horror movie."

Dean snorted and replied "You have no idea."

END PART ONE