Hi everyone! So I had this idea bumping around in my head ever since watching Ten Inch Hero. I have gotta say Jensen Ackles and Mohawks mix together strangely well. Anyways this is what popped out, a random idea. Its gonna have at the most, I believe, three or four chapters. But I haven't written anything beyond this chapter at the moment, so who really knows? : )

This takes place in Ten Inch Hero right before the girls go to meet Fuzzzy22 and in Supernatural right around the last episode of the first season and the first episode of the second season. But there are some changes. . .obviously, that will appear later.

Disclaimer-I do not own Supernatural nor do I own Ten Inch Hero

Unknown Hero

It was a pretty average day at the shop. The ocean air was blowing into through door, bringing a delicious breeze that cooled everyone down after the afternoon heat wave had passed. It was also fairly quiet; no one was talking or exchanging their usual banter, choosing instead to concentrate on their various tasks.

Jen was on her computer talking to her mysterious fuzzzy 22, and laughing happily at whatever witty comment he had made. She seemed a lot happier now that they had decided to meet. Nervous as all get out, but excited none the less. As a matter of fact it was this weekend that she, and the girls were going to meet him. Chuckling she swiped a stray blond hair back from her forehead, she couldn't wait. She did feel kinda bad though about not letting Priestly tag along, he only wanted to come along to support her as his friend, and hang out, but Piper and Tish had insisted that this was more of a girl's only affair. So she had relented.

Tish was predictably flirting with a guy at the counter, innocently twirling her hair around her finger while trying to explain that she had never had a…you know, before. And wouldn't you know it; the guy was practically bursting to tell her that he was the man for the job. Winking he leaned over and kissed her, playing along Tish rolled her eyes behind his back. Really, men were so predictable. Well, excluding Trucker and Priestly. Trucker was a unique one, bashfully shy and yet completely in love with Zo. It was really very sweet. And Priestly was just. . . .Priestly.

Dipping her paintbrush onto her palette, Piper was trying to get just the riggghht color for the sky as the sun set. Just a bit more orange, annndd. . . . perfect. She had some paint splattered onto her nose and she wiped it off but succeeded in only making it smear more over her face. Darn it. She was supposed to see Noah and Julia tonight and she didn't want to go looking like a canvas.

'Hey, toss me a towel would ya, Priestly?'

'Sure thing.' Today Priestly's hair do was a Mohawk divided into three separate sections, one purple, one red, and one orange. It was, if possible, a little bit more outrageous than usual. He had all his piercings in and it seemed to her that he was a little bit more fidgety today, though she couldn't really figure out why.

And it seemed she wasn't the only one who had noticed.

'Jeez Priestly, how many energy drinks did you down before you came in?' Trucker asked as he wiped down the tables.

'What? No, I don't drink energy drinks, man. The government totally puts this addictive drug into them so everyone gets hooked on them and has to buy them.'

'And why does the government want us to buy energy drinks?' Tish stated sarcastically as checked her nails.

'Because,' he responded,'if they get us all addicted they have something to hold over our heads when we start acting up and not doing what they want us to do.'

'We don't what they want us to do anyway.'

'That's what you think.'

'And why would they choose energy drinks? Why not candy?'

'Because-. .'

'All that aside,' Trucker butted in before a heated debate about government conspiracies and dead celebrities started up again, 'What's wrong with you? You're acting all. . . .twitchy.'

'Twitchy?' Jen finally rejoined the non-cyber world and decided to join in. 'Whose twitchy?'

'Priestly is.' Tish answered her.

'Am not!'

'Well, you are acting kinda off.' Piper put her brush down and went to the sink to wipe off the paint that the towel had failed at getting.

Priestly sighed and a pensive expression crossed his face that none of them seemed to have ever recall seeing before. 'I don't know I just have a bad feeling.'

'That's it? A bad feeling?'

'No, Tish. One should never question one's feelings. No matter how small they may seem.'

'Holy Crap!' Priestly jumped a foot into the air after hearing the soft voice speaking beside him. He looked down to see Zo smiling up at him gently, Trucker staring at her intently from across the room.

'Geez, Zo, you gotta give me a little more warning next time before you talk.'

The older, yet still beautiful lady laughed. 'My apologies.'

'Uh, is there anything I can get for you Zo?' Piper had her pen poised over her writing tab, just as shocked as everyone else at how quiet the crystal lady could be.

'Just my usual tofurkey, thank you Piper.'

She had it ready in minutes and handed it to Zo. She offered her a smile of thanks and walked towards the door. Trucker was blushing pretty badly and trying to make eye contact with her and chickening out every time. Zo smiled at him though as she passed by him, making his whole day with that simple gesture. She was standing in the doorway when she turned back around.

'Oh, and Priestly? I was serious about trusting your feelings. Though I think you may be mistaken about it being a 'bad' one. I believe something wonderful is going to happen to you soon. Keep that in mind.'

Silence descended over the shop as everyone looked at each other and she left.

'Well, that was. . . .very Zo like.' Tish commented.

'Yep, hey, what do you think she meant Priestly?' Piper asked as she moved back to finish up her painting.

'I don't know.' He mumbled. 'I hardly ever understand what that woman means.'

'Well, you did say you had a bad feeling about something. What did you mean?' Jen looked at him and then back down at her computer, eagerly awaiting a response from fuzzzy.

'I just-. . . never mind. I didn't mean anything by it alright? It was just me being stupid.' He turned his back on them and started to chop some lettuce up getting ready for tomorrow, which was usually their busiest day. Tish and Trucker exchanged a glance behind his back. There was something definitely up with Priestly, but if he didn't want to talk about it then there was no way of getting it out of him.

They had learned that long ago when he would clam up about certain things. Like he didn't like fire, at all. Someone else would usually man the oven. And salt, the dude was going to have horrible cholesterol when he got older, you could always find the stuff around him. And his family. The man did not like to talk about anything having to with his family, or home, or anything even remotely related. But in the little shop they most talked about mundane things, so it wasn't ever really a problem. Still they knew when to back off.

'Alright, alright.'

The weird occurrence was soon forgotten, as they usually had weird occurrences like it, and the dinner crowd started to pour in. For a while it was just them barking out orders, making sandwiches, chopping vegetables, and manning the cashier.

'Hey Priestly! We're out of tomatoes! Get some from the back would ya?'

'Ah, come on. The crowd is over. No one else is gonna be wanting a sandwich at 8:30. Besides we close at nine.'

Trucker sighed in exasperation but then had to smile. If you couldn't get Priestly to do something without arguing then something wasn't right. And after his weird behavior earlier it was good to see him acting like himself.

'None the less, would you go get them please?'

'Yeah, yeah, yeah.' He grumbled as he disappeared into the back room.

The bell above the door rang as a few more people walked in. It was an older guy, just a few years younger than Trucker and a kid who had to be the same age as Piper. They were obviously related. Both had dark hair and dark eyes, and were wearing jeans and a bunch of upper layers despite the fact that they were in California.

And they seemed to be arguing.

'I told you it would be open Dad.' The younger seemed to be saying, and holy crap that kid was tall.

The older man's only response seemed to be a gruff growl. And that noise seemed to fit him strangely. He reminded Trucker of a grizzly bear with that scruffy beard and big strong stature. Trucker's instincts, honed after years of being in 'nam told him instantly, when the guy's eyes met his, that he was dangerous.

The kid stopped talking and looked at where the older man was looking and found Trucker's eyes. He narrowed them when he didn't look away or stop staring at them. Scratch that, he decided, they were both dangerous.

Tish had seen them come in and instantly zeroed in on the younger guy, licking her lips and poofing her hair just a little bit. Show time.

'What can I get you boys?'

'Uh,' the kid blushed looking down at his shoes and then back up again, 'I would like a turkey vegetable sub. What about you Dad?'

'You got any beer?'

Trucker laughed at that, and came towards them shaking his head. 'Well, officially we don't.'

Piper and Jen laughed at that and shook their heads. As if this place would ever be not stocked with alcohol.

'But, unofficially we could run our own bar.' Trucker grinned when the older man smiled a little bit back at him, and boy it did wonders. He no longer looked like he wanted to kill everyone within a ten mile radius.

'Hey Priestly!' He shouted to the back room , 'Bring a few beers up while you're at it.'

'So,' Tish leaned forward making sure that her cleavage was in full view of the gorgeous guys eyes. 'My name is Tish. What's yours?'

'Uh, S-Sam?'

'Well Sam, you have a girlfriend?'

'Ah, give the poor guy a break Tish. You can go one night without having sexual intercourse you know. I swear you're just like a succubus.'

At that word Sam and the other guy tensed up a little, but then relaxed after a second. Priestly walked in with two beer bottles balanced precariously on the top of two boxes he was carrying, covering his face and obstructing his view.

'What the heck is a s-….sucky thing?'

' Succubus and it's a mythical creature.' The older guy answered for her though he was staring at what he could see of Priestly in confusion.

'Golly, Priestly, you know more random stuff about mythology than anyone I've ever met.' Piper commented, her tone slightly in awe.

'Once again, what exactly is succubus? Cause I get the strange feeling that you're insulting me.'

Priestly laughed and turned his back to the counter putting the boxes in the fridge. 'It is a demon who takes the form of a woman to seduce men in dreams to have sexual intercourse. Or as I call them. . . sluts.'

'Shut up Priestly.'

The two guys laughed at the little shops antics as they waited for their food.

Priestly turned around fully intending to warn the guy to stay away from Tish, 'Seriously man, If you want to sleep with her go ahead, but I got to warn you . . .she's. . .she's. . 'He trailed off when he saw the two guys staring at him.

The younger especially. He took a step towards him and Priestly's eyes got huge. No way. There was no way.

Everyone noticed Priestly stopped talking and the weird exchange going on between the three guys. Sam cleared his throat and spoke in a whisper, as if he couldn't believe it.

'Dean? Is that you?'

'Shit.'

TBC???

Alright's that's it! And honestly please review and tell me what you think? Should I even continue this? Let me know!! : ) Thankies.