AU Hey guys, this is my first SPN fic! I've only recently started watching the show - about a month or so ago, and am currently half way through Season 10, and absolutely love it! :)
This story is dedicated to the lovely Cordelia Rose, who persuaded me to watch SPN in the first place :D
This is set after the Dean-mon has been cured, I wrote it in about 15 minutes, so any mistakes are my own!
DISCLAIMER - I don't own Supernatural *Sad face*
Enjoy! And Always Keep Fighting! :) x
Walking into the bunker, the first thing I notice is the very strong smell of freshly cooked popcorn. I could have sworn Sam hated the stuff, and Cas doesn't eat. I slowly make my way downstairs, finding that all the lights are off. Its probably nothing, but I take my torch out anyway as I make my way towards the kitchen.
Suddenly there's a scream – Cas by the pitch of it. I dump the shopping bags down, pies and all, and run to where I think the noise came from. Its then that I hear Sam's voice
"That wasn't even that scary! You scream like a girl Cas!"
Curiously, I make my way to the library, to see Sam has managed to connect his laptop up to a projector. Their 'screen' is one of the walls, and they are sat on the floor, leaning against the couch with a bowl of popcorn between them.
They're watching a more modern horror by the looks of it, Cas looks terrified. The sound effects pick up, into tense music. Cas coils into the couch, whilst Sam watches the screen with interest, popcorn half way to his mouth. I take my opportunity, clicking off the torch, they haven't seen me yet, so I slowly creep up behind the couch. Suddenly something jumps on the screen, Sam starts slightly, but Cas almost leaps to his feet, I take the chance and lean over, slamming my hands onto both of their shoulders.
Cas screams, its loud and very high pitched, but thoroughly entertaining. Sam's reaction isn't so funny. He whips 'round, tugging the arm of the hand that is touching his shoulder, so I am pulled over the back of the couch, onto the seat. My brother then proceeds to point his gun at me
"Sam! Sammy! Its me!" I exclaim, holding my hands up in surrender.
Cas flicks on the lights, and I have to blink to allow my eyes adjust to the light
"Dean?" Sam questions, tucking the gun back into his jeans "What are you doing?"
"I heard Cas' scream, just checking that you are ok" I say, eyes flicking to the angel who is looking very pale and is shaking slightly. His breathing is heavy and I think he's close to hyperventilating. I turn to Sam, who just has a cruel smirk on his face. He sits back down, throwing a piece of popcorn in his mouth.
"Turn the lights off Cas, we are getting to the best part" He exclaims.
Cas, if possible, gets paler. I can practically sense my brother's evil grin. He pats the floor next to him "Sit!" he states, before turning to me and offering the bowl of popcorn, a carefree smile on his face.
Its then, the moment I realise that for the first time since being cured, we are having a normal evening, no awkward conversations, just relaxing, being a family again. Cas reluctantly flicks the lights off and settles back next to Sam. He's already tense by the time Sam hits play.
I smile as I watch the two men sat in front of me, my two brothers, and realise that I'm home.