Disclamer: I do not own Supernatural/Smallville or it's characters. They belong to the WB soon becoming the CW network. Below is a piece of fiction, which has come from my imagination and has NOT, happened in Supernatural/Smallville.
Story: Supernatural/Smallville Crossover
Timeline: Season One Supernatural, Season's 4 & 5 of Smallville
Character focus: Sam & Dean (Not Slash), Chloe & Dean, Sam/Lois
Dark Motives
Chapter One
Adair, Iowa- Present Day
Twenty Six Year old Dean Winchester sat across from his younger brother, newspaper open on his lap, weapons spread across his bed. He quickly scanned the local news for anything that caught his eye, a small sigh escaped his lips finding nothing that jumped out at him.
"Anything?" he asked his brother as he folded the newspaper back up and placed it on the empty spot next to him. Sam sighed heavily and shook his head,
"Nothing" he replied closing his laptop with a click and moving it to one side.
"Man I hate this…it's too quiet" Dean replied; Sam nodded and pinched the top of his nose
"This is unusual Sammy" Dean stated putting down the gun he was cleaning and taking a bite of his burger. Sam nodded in reply, Dean was right it was unusual. It had been three days since their last job and they had turned up in the small town they were now residing in. Sam was actually pleased that there wasn't anything on the cards for them, besides they needed the break.
"You ok?" Dean asked taking note as to how quite his brother was, Sam nodded and took a bite from his own burger, and then it struck. Dropping the burger Sam yelped out in pain and clutched the sides of his head.
"Oh God!" He whimpered wishing the vision would just be over with and the pain would subside, "Dean?" he chocked out softly, Dean leapt off his bed and rushed to his aid.
"I'm here…It's ok…just relax" he soothed as he rubbed his back with his shaking hand. Sam took a deep breath trying to push the pain aside,
"We need to go" Sam replied urgency clear in the younger hunters voice, Dean shook his head and sat in front of his brother, his hands clutching the side of his arms protectively.
"Where not going anywhere" Dean replied. Trying to regain control of his breathing Sam lifted his head,
"Dean please we need to go" he replied quickly getting up from the bed
"Where?" Dean asked helping him to his feet and steadying him before he fell.
"Smallville, Kansas" he replied flatly grabbing his duffle bag and throwing his clothes carelessly into it.
Dean blinked.
"You sure?" he asked his voice barely above a whisper, Sam turned and frowned,
"I'm sure Dean. Why what's wrong?" he asked sensing his brothers discomfort, Dean swallowed hard removing the lump that had formed at the back of his throat.
"Nothing it's along story"
Smallville, Kansas – 2004
A black 1967 Chevy Impala stood stationed on the long dirt stretched road; its owner leant on its passenger side. The spot was a little far from the town about two miles out to be exact but that didn't bother the man, the further away from the town he was the better.
Dean Winchester alias Jason Teague stood waiting for the truck that should be rumbling down the dirt road any moment a small sigh escaped his pursed lips. His stay in Smallville had come to an end, the demon he had been hunting was finally dead and now he needed an escape route.
Dean had never intended staying for as long as he did, nor had he intended on falling in love, yet here he was a changed man. He chuckled slightly as his thoughts wondered to his younger brother and what his reaction would be.
The sound of the truck filled his ears; his stomach tightened with nerves, he sighed heavily, what if they weren't going to believe him, what if he couldn't convince them? Pushing the thoughts aside Dean walked around the back of the Impala and pulled open its trunk and secret compartment. A smile escaped his lips as his eyes fixed on the weapons, god how he'd missed them.
"Jason?" the sound of his name caused him to jump and bang his head on the open bonnet; Dean cursed rubbing his head.
"Lana, Mr Kent, Chloe" he greeted the three friends
"What's going on?" Lana quizzed her deep brown eyes full of concern, Chloe stood with her arms firmly across her chest.
"Were you followed?" Dean asked
"We were careful" Jonathan Kent replied eyeing him suspiciously, Dean sighed heavily and moved away from the trunk revealing the weapons.
"I need to ask a favour"
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