A/N: Okay so this is my first fanfic ever. I've been reading other peoples fics for a while so i decided why not try writing my own?The title comes from the song In The Year 2525 by Zager & Evans. I was listening to the song a while ago and i thought of this plot for an original story but couldn't think of any good character names or anything so i said screw it this can be the plot for the Destiel fic i've been wanting to write.
Rating:PG or PG-13ish for a bit of bloodiness and minor character death.
~ Disclaimer ~ I do not own Supernatural,In The Year 2525 or anything else i reference in this fic. So without any further ramblings here's the first chapter Freeze Dried :)
Chapter 1: Freeze Dried
Dean had made up his mind. He was going to do it whether his family supported him or not, he was going to do this, he had to for them. He loved them so why couldn't they see that he wasn't thinking about the money he was thinking about them. His family.
"Lis,"he tried for what felt like the millionth time, just to have his wife turn her back to him.
"No, Dean." She snapped, her voice filled with a bitter sadness. "You can't. You can't just leave us!" She turned back to him placing a hand over her growing stomach. "What if something happens? What if you die? What will I tell our son? 'Sorry, Ben, Daddy died while he was being injected with dry-ice for some stupid experiment for some stupid amount of money that we didn't need.'?"
"2.5 million dollars is not a stupid amount of money, Lisa."
"I'm not going to win this fight am I, Dean?", she said with a sigh.
"Nope, I'm sorry, but it's for Mom."
"But, there are other ways to get the money. Better safer ways."
Dean shook his head slowly. "It'd be too late. You know that."
"But-"
"Shh," he moved forward and pulled her into a strong loving embrace."No 'buts', no 'what ifs',I'm gonna be fine. Everything's gonna be okay."
"Five years dean. You'll be gone five years. Five years of us, five years of Ben's life,and you could still die over the course of those five years."
"$500,000 a year, Lisa. For Mom, for you, for Sammy, for Ben."
The last one got her.Ben. If everything went fine and they could have that kind of money for Ben, for Ben's future."Okay," She whispered faintly.
"Huh?" Dean pulled back to look at his wife head on.
"Okay," Lisa repeated placing her and protectively on her belly. "For Ben." She said confidently and pulled Dean in for a kiss.
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The plan was simple. The scientific and medical communities had developed a way to freeze-dry organisms and thaw them at later dates in time, using an altered form of dry-ice. The last step in its testing was to do human trials. Ten spots were opened to young medical students worldwide. They were to be frozen and thawed in groups of two over the course of five years. Each year the subject stayed frozen they would deposit $500,000 into the subject's bank account.
Dean being a medical student was eligible. He brushed the offers off for nearly two years, then Mary had become sick. So the next time it was offered he jumped at it even if it would mean leaving his beloved family for five years, it was worth it if it meant Mary would be alright.
Now that Lisa had agreed all he had to do was say his goodbyes to his family and fly off to the testing base wherever the hell that was.
"So I guess I'll see you in five years," He told his little brother uncertainly.
"Yeah of course it'll go by in no time,Dean." Sam held his arms out for a hug."I know you hate the whole chick-flick moment thing but-" He was cut off when Dean pulled him into a bone-crushing hug, pushing all of the air out of his lungs.
"I love you, Sammy."
"I love you too, and it's Sam."
"Bitch," Dean told him as he fought back tears.
"Jerk," Sam muttered back, wiping the tears from his face.
Next was Adam, Sam and Dean's half-brother who had been conceived over a period of time nine years previous why John and Mary had been separated for a couple years.
"Take care of Mom and Sammy, you hear?"
Adam nodded, "I will."
"And make sure Sammy works hard and gets into Stanford."
Another nod,"I will."
Dean nodded,"Guess I'll see you then."
Adam turned to leave but at the last minute turned back,"I'll miss you, Dean."
"Me too, Kid. Come here." He pulled his half-brother into a brief but affectionate hug.
Once Adam had left the pristine white room John entered. He stood in front of Dean silently for a moment before muttering something under his breath.
"What was that, Dad?"
John stiffened further,"I said I appreciate what you're doing for us."
Appreciate,Dean thought bitterly,no I love you, Son or I'm proud of you, Dean. Just I appreciate what you're doing for us. "I'm not doing this for you. The money is not for you, it's for Mom."
John nodded and held out his hand to his eldest son in a peace offering,"For Mary then."
Dean nodded and accepted the hand."When you go see her, tell Mom I love her for me."
John gave one last tense nod and left without looking back.
Dean sat down on the pure white couch that matched the pure white room he was in. So this was it. He'd said his goodbyes to everyone he cared about,now he just had to wait for the men in matching white suits to come back and lead him to the plane that would take his to the testing facility.
The men came shortly and helped him onto the private jet and into his safety harness. One of the men pulled out a needle and began moving it towards Dean's arm. He flinched pulling away. "What is that?"
"Sedative," the man answered, "knocks you out cold. Next time you open your eyes you'll be at the test facility."
"Okay," Dean said grateful for the injection so that he wouldn't have to be in a constant panic throughout the flight. God, he hated air planes. He felt the needle go into his arm and slipped into a pool of empty bliss.
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"Test subjects!" Dean looked around the room he was in, taking in the nine other test subjects and a half dozen scientist looking people in lab coats."I will state your first name and where it is you come from in the order in which you will be injected."The voice came again and Dean finally located it's source, A thin man wearing a business suit seated in a throne-like chair on top of a platform at the head of the room. "Cassie from Africa, Rufus from Ireland, Bela from Italy, Kenny from Scotland, Eve from Germany, Gwen from Russia, Alexander from Sweden, Gordon from New Orleans, Sanjay from Agrestic, and Dean from Kansas." The man offered them all an artificial smile. "Welcome to the U.N. Center For Medical Research. My name is Eric Kripke, and I am the creator and lead scientist on Project Ice. Any questions?" Everyone remained silent so he continued, "As you know you will be re-hydrated in groups of two over the course of five years. Group one Cassie and Rufus in one year, group 2 Bela and Kenny in two years, and so on and so forth." He looked to the group of scientist looking people, "Nurse Gamble, Dr. Singer, Dr.G, Nurse Manners, Dr. Nutter, Nurse Carver you may proceed."
Dean watched as the pack of doctors descended on group one, hooking various needles into Cassie's body. They laid her on the table identical to the nine others in the room and with a final injection she was still. Dean's curiosity turned to horror as he watched her body pale and dehydrate itself. He glanced around the room to see his expression mirrored by the other eight test subjects still conscious.
He continued to watch as they moved from one person to the next, all of them having the same reaction as the first, until they came to Gwen. Instead of going limp and dehydrating she began to jerk erratically on the table and blood began to poor from her nose and ears,"She's having a reaction!" One of the doctors shouted. Gwen gave a final jerk and was motionless. They examined her for a moment before Dean heard one of them whisper,"She's gone." The air in the room suddenly became ten times thicker as they moved to the next patient."Nothing to worry about," the same doctor assured Alexander.
And Dean believed him. He believed there would be nothing to worry about. One out of ten, they had told him. One out of ten people would have an allergic reaction to Ice. So if Gwen was that one that meant he had nothing to worry about. That was until Alexander had the same reaction.
When that happened the doctors and nurses turned to the man at the head of the room."Dr. Kripke?" One of then asked.
Dr. Kripke's face remained neutral, "Proceed Sera."
"But Dr. Kripke-"
"I said proceed, Nurse Gamble!"
She nodded and walked to Gordon, the other five trailing behind her. Gordon reacted normally to the injection which both relieved and worried Dean. ON one hand it was good, if Gordon hadn't had an allergic reaction then there was a good chance that he wouldn't either. On the other hand if Gordon hadn't reacted then that put the odds-whatever they truly were-much further out of Deans favor.
Dean was so caught up in his own head that he had completely missed them dehydrate Sanjay. Panic began to Course through him as he laid down on the table. "Could that happen to me?" He asked one of the male nurses who's tag read R. Singer.
R. Singer looked glanced over to Gwen and Alexander. "There's a chance," He said pushing a needle into Dean's arm, "but not likely. Just try and relax."
"Easy for you to say," Dean mumbled as someone stabbed something into his side.
R. Singer gave him a faint smile before moving off and being replaced be Nurse Gamble. She smiled as she prepared to push the final needle into his right Carotid Artery, "See you in five years Mr. Winchester."
Dean felt instantly cold. Freezing cold. Then slowly slipped into a cold, dark, unwelcoming nothingness.
A/N#2: Okay so there's the first chapter please let me know what you think :) And just for fun a few random facts about the chapter:
All the test subjects names are characters who have appeared on Supernatural except Sanjay and Alexander. Sanjay is my little reference to Weeds, and Alexander is to the actor who plays Eric Northman on True Blood(I had originally named him Eric but with Eric Kripke there too it got kinda confusing) Alexander Skarsgard .
The names of the doctors and nurses are all names of producers who have worked on Supernatural