I don't own MacGyver or Supernatural
Sam's POV
I have everyone over for a barbecue. So that makes Mac, Jack, Bozer, Cage, Matty, and I. Bozer insisted on cooking some burgers. I honestly would rather eat a salad, but he didn't want me eating rabbit food. Just like Dean. At that thought, I hear a knock on the door. I go to open it, but Jack stops me and opens it himself. He talks to the person before waving me over. I walk over there to see Dean. Wait...Dean's dead!
I say," Jack, can I have..."
"Sure" he interrupts me. He walks away and I walk outside and motion Dean to follow me. We were out of earshot, when I motioned him to stop.
"Who are you, and why are you masquerading as my dead brother." He winced at the word dead.
"Sammy, it's me, Dean."
"No you aren't. My brother Dean has been dead for a while. Now drop the act!"
"I am Dean! I can prove it. We have been hunting together since I was 4, when Azazel killed mom."
"Dean! I thought you were dead!"
"I was, Sammy. I have been back for about 2 years. You are a hard man to find."
"I have my ways."
"Who are those people?"
"My coworkers. I am a scientist, and these are some of my friends from work."
"The man at the door don't look like a scientist."
"Jack, he's a security guard. He doesn't like to be called that, so he is an honorary scientist. We mostly refer to him as one anyway."
AN: Sorry for the shorter chapter.