Series: Snapshots of Suburban Life 3/?
Title: Riding In Cars With Cousins
Rating: PG-13
Pairing/Characters: Jaime Winchester, Samantha Winchester
Fandom: One Tree Hill/Supernatural
Series Overview: A series of ficlets depicting life for Brooke and Dean Winchester and their daughter Samantha and Haley and Sam Winchester and their children Jaime and Penelope.
Disclaimer: I don't own One Tree Hill or Supernatural...Mark Schwann owns OTH although at the moment I wouldn't mind him giving me a lend and Kripke (my geek god of love) owns SPN.

Also people I made a slight mistake while posting the last ficlet...sams age is 39 not 35 as stated in the last fic. I posted the version of the fic I had that was unedited :)


The tape deck is pumping out nothing but classics and she's only doing twenty over the speed limit yet Sam Winchester, the younger not the elder, feels like she's flying.

Her cousin Jaime, sitting next to her in the passenger seat definitely looks like he's going to be air sick.

"Would you just unclench your fists for ten seconds and chillax already?" the car swerves as she turns her head and her cousin seems to turn a shade of green deeper then he was before.

"Keep your eyes on the road Samantha" her sandy haired cousin growls out sounding too much like his father that it's almost a little disconcerting.

"I know how to drive Jim jam"

"That's a matter of opinion" he slowly unclenches as she slows the car down just enough to be comfortable "If your dad finds out we took his precious baby out for a midnight joy ride our lives won't be worth living"

Her cousin has a point there she has to concede, her father was a pretty laid back kind of guy, some of her friends had even gone as far as to describe him as 'cool' but he was anal when it came to his beloved Impala almost to the point of flat out obsession.

It had been his pride and joy when he was younger, it even served as home to he and her uncle all those years they travelled around the country 'helping the helpless' but he rarely drove it anymore. When her mother had got pregnant with her he'd parked it in the garage and took to driving a more family friendly SUV.

But he still took lovingly good care of his first love, driving it out of the garage every few months to tinker under the hood and make sure 'she' was running properly before he washed it with all the reverence of a worshipper bathing the feet of their lord.

Still it was rather late at night and her father was probably happily asleep in bed with no clue that she'd snaked the keys out of his desk earlier that night before she left for the evening.

And when Samantha and Jaime snuck it back later he'd really be none the wiser as long as they managed to leave the car in exactly the same condition they'd found it in.

Jaime was just acting paranoid. He was definitely his parent's child. Her dad was always telling her stories of how cautious her Uncle would always act and it still amazed her that her mom and her Aunt Haley were best friends considering how further from alike the two women actually were.

Kind of like her and Jaime.

"Dude seriously, we'll be fine" she made to reassure her cousin yet again as she took a corner a little too fast for both their comfort "Dad's not going to..."

The rest of her sentence was cut off by the sound of a loud popping coming from underneath the car.

As the car slowed to a halt the two teens looked at each other and uttered the one word that pretty much summed up everything "Shit!"