Rick Sanchez

by MaisyK

Rick Sanchez, an ambitious member of President Rooney's security detail, is tasked with finding Sam and Dean Winchester. Convinced by the President of this security threat, he is determined to hunt them down and kill them. A difficult task becomes impossible when he is soon killed, but his spirit attaches itself to Dean, and he learns what the Supernatural is all about.

2. Chapter 2

Chapter 2

He had no choice but to follow Dean.

Rick trudged behind him through a maze of hallways to what probably passed as Dean's bedroom. Dean began shoving stuff in a duffle bag, most of which were flannel shirts and jeans. But then he went to a drawer and pulled out two cellphones and three fake IDs, one of which said FBI! He added a Taurus Judge, a knife as big as a machete, and grabbed his car keys. Rick wasn't surprised when he checked his hair in the mirror before heading out. This guy was something else. Anger was coming off of him in waves, yet he had to make sure he was still pretty.

Rick reluctantly followed the group up the stairs, walking morosely beside Dean. Sam decided to jog up the steps and ran right through him.

"Do you think it's chilly in here?"

"Very funny Sammy. Just get going," he gestured angrily towards the door, mistakenly thinking Sam was referencing his attitude towards Cass.

Rick thought, "They can't see me, but they can possibly smell my breath, and feel cold if they walk through me." And then he thought, "Am I going to have onion breath for the rest of my ghost life?"

Before he could dawdle any longer, he was pulled into the front seat of an old black Impala.

"What a piece of crap!" Rick laughed, "I bet this old thing won't even start."

Dean started the car and it roared to life. He looked over at Sam, "Really. You need some breath mints."