15th April 1912, on board the RMS Carpathia
Castiel was fretting, and Sam was getting annoyed.
'Look Cas, we'll find them, I promise'.
'But what if one of them dies before we find them?' came the angels response.
'Cas, if it's who we think it is then he won't let them die'.
'Who do you think it is that put us here?'
'Either Zachariah or Gabriel'.
'You think one of my brothers has something to do with Dean and Amelie's predicament?' Castiel asked.
'One of them does I'm positive'.
'How long do you think it will be before we see them again?'
'Well, its April 15th I reckon we will see them pretty soon' came Sam's reply as he looked out of the window of his and Cas' bunk on board the Carpathia.
'You sure?'
'Cas, the Titanic has just sunk, Dean and Amelie were on board, I'm fairly sure we will, and we'll hear Amelie before we see them so..'
Voices could be heard from outside of their room,
Throw down the ladders.
We got some survivors.
Get a medic.
Get some blankets.
Hurry this one's half dead.
Quickly.
Hurry.
Castiel started to panic 'Sam, do you think one of the voices is for Dean or Amelie?'
'Cas, stop worrying, look we'll go out and see ok?' Sam assured.
'Ok'
Castiel and Sam opened the door to their room and stepped outside, but they were not prepared for the sight that they saw.
10th April 2012, a rundown Motel in St Louis
'Sammy! Sammy! You get your ass out here right now!' Amelie called as she entered the motel, with Dean following.
'Yeah yeah, im coming' Sam called from the bathroom.
'Don't rush on our account, you finish doing your make up' Dean smirked.
'Jerk' Sam said as he entered the bedroom.
'Bitch'.
Suddenly a flutter of wings sounded and behind Dean, Castiel appeared.
'Hey Cas' Amelie smiled.
'We have to get away from this state'.
'Why?' Dean asked.
'Because an angel is planning on smiting Amelie'
'Holy shit, what did I do?'
'Nothing, that we know of, but the angel is planning against you now we have to hurry'.
Suddenly the doors locked, and the room started to get hotter, like they were in an oven.
'Guys, is it me or is it getting hotter in here?' Amelie said.
'It's getting hotter,the angel is making his move. I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do' Cas said.
'It's not your fault Cas, maybe if I give myself to them they'll call of the nuke squad'.
'It won't work' Cas said.
Suddenly, a bright white light filled their vision.
10th April 1912, Southampton
'Son of a bitch, what the hell was that' Dean asked aloud, only to receive weird looks from the people around him.
Dean looked around to see where he was and inwardly sighed bet an angel did it. Stupid dick-headed angels.
'Sam? Cas? Amelie?' he asked aloud.
'Master Winchester, please keep your voice down, your eliciting stares' a man beside him said.
'Master what?' Dean said and turned to the voice's owner.
The man was wearing a black tuxedo, and bowtie, his hair was slicked back and he had a very upright posture.
'Who the hell are you?'
'I am your butler Master Winchester'
'What's your name Jeeves?'
'My name sir? My name is Leonardo' (couldn't help but have a Leo in it)
'Ok Leo, where are we?'
'Is this supposed to be a joke on my part, sir?'
'What? No and stop with the sir, just call me Dean'
'Yes si- Dean, and to answer your question we are in Southampton and we are about to board the Titanic, may I ask Dean, why do you want to know this, did you suffer temporary amnesia when you hit your head earlier?'
'Um yeah, yeah that's it' Dean replied, not totally focused, the Titanic? Southampton? Oh shit, does that mean I'm in 1912?
Elsewhere
'What the hell was that?' Amelie said as she fell to the ground with a thump.
'Do you mind? You filthy little girl' A woman's voice to her left said.
Amelie looked up to see a tall, rather plump woman looking at her.
'Uh, sorry?'
'I should think so too' the woman said and walked off.
'Snooty bitch' Amelie muttered, before getting up.
Amelie patted herself down, she then realised she wasn't wearing what she was earlier. She was in a tatty skirt and top that looked white but had loads of soot smudges on it.
'Ok, weird but-' Amelie stopped speaking as she felt a slip of paper in her pocket.
She pulled it out to examine it.
It read:
WHITE STAR LINE- TITANIC
TICKET STEERAGE
ADMIT 1
AMELIE COLLINS
'I guess, I gotta board the Titanic then' Amelie said and then looked around to see if she could see where it was, she turned around and saw the massive ship.
'Wow, never thought I would actually see it' she muttered under her breath.
Elsewhere
'Master Winchester, pleasure to see you again, I trust your brother is well?' the man who took his ticket said.
'Uh, yeah he's uh doing great' Dean replied.
'I hear he is on board the Carpathia, is that true?'
'Why yes he is' Dean replied before boarding the Titanic and collecting his luggage from one of the crew members, 'ok Leo, take me to our rooms'.
'Yes Dean' Leo answered.
11.55 on 10th April
'You nearly missed the boarding miss' the ticket man said to Amelie.
'It was a long queue' Amelie replied.
'That it was miss, that it was, say do you know how many people are on board this ship?'
'Over 2200' Amelie replied.
'Why that is right miss, there's 2223 including crew'.
'That's a lot of people to accommodate for'
'Yes it is, now if I could ask you to now find your room, and collect what baggage you have'
'Ok' Amelie said and finally stepped on board the Titanic, she had no bags so she didn't go to the baggage area, and she did not go to her rooms, she went to the bow of the ship and stood on the step. She breathed in the sea air and said 'ok, if this is what will stop me from being smitted by an angel ok, but where are the boys?'