Hi people, this latest story of mine is more of a reality disaster type thing, but it will have Supernatural elements in it also later on.
And I know the whole plane thing has been used many times, but even though this starts as a typical story like that I'm going to add my own twist on the idea so it will be much different hopefully.
R&R please!
Disclaimer:Don't own em!
The Only Way to Travel
Ch.1
The plane trip had not went well at all.
Dean had of course tried to tell Sam that something bad was going to happen, but his brother had replied,"Come on Dean, quit being such a puss. You survived last time, didn't you?"adding a snicker for effect.
"Barely! I just have a bad feeling about this Sam."
"I'm the one with the "shining" as you call it, so don't you think I'd know if something was gonna go wrong?"Sam asked, raising an eyebrow and snickering, his question not meant to be serious..
"Yeah, well I still don't think we should go."Dean replied solemnly, surprising Sam when he didn't try to dispute his words or even throw a good natured jab at him as he would normally.
"Tell you what Dean, you stay here and I'll go track down some horribly dangerous monster all by myself. It's not like I need you anyway."Sam said with a shrug, looking out the corner of his eyes, waiting for the reaction he was sure to get from saying this..
"What? You don't need me?"Dean exclaimed, turning to glare at him."There's no way in hell I'd let you go face something like this by yourself! You're like a..a accident waiting to happen. So you can forget that shit."
Bingo, Sam thought smugly.
Overprotective brother syndrome. Works every time.
Part of him knew he should be offended slightly by his brothers words, but a bigger part realized that was just Dean's way of showing he cared without being all mushy and chick-flicky as he called it, so Sam just smiled at his words.
"So you're going?"he asked innocently.
"Hell yeah, I'm going!" Dean answered quickly, giving Sam a incredulous look, insulted that he'd even thought he needed to ask.
"Good, then lets head out cause the plane leaves in twenty minutes."Sam said with a grin, grabbing his bag and walking towards the door to leave their hotel room.
"Ummm... okay then. I'm right behind you."Dean said with a frown, sounding a lot less unsure of his decision than he did not a minute ago as he too picked up his bag, and followed Sam reluctantly out the door.
The whole ride to the airport Dean was unusually quiet, a faraway look in his eyes as stared straight ahead.
He didn't even say anything when Sam started fiddling with the radio, turning the dial to a country music channel and stopping it on Cowboy Troy singing "I Play Chicken with the Train"
Singing loud and out of key along with the song, Sam kept peeking at Dean from the corner of his eye,
waiting for him to say something about his choice in music.
"What the hell is this shit you're listening too?" Dean finally asked, finally broken from his thoughts by his brothers singing and gyrating to the song in the seat beside him.
"What? This is "Cowboy Troy" Dean! Surely you've heard of him."Sam said with mock surprise.
"The only cowboys I give a crap about are the "Dallas Cowboys" Sam, and that's only because I like the cheerleaders, so turn that crap off now before I throw you out of my train."Dean said, pointing a finger at him menacingly.
"You're no fun Dean. I never say anything about the crap you like , even though most of the songs are older than you and me both." Sam argued with a pout as he turned the radio down, but not totally off.
"Well, you know what? It wouldn't matter if you did, because this is my car, not yours, and the rule is that the owner, being me, gets the say in what's played on the stereo, and the whiny passenger, being you, just sits and says nothing about it."
"I don't think that eight track player even counts as a stereo."Sam said with a snicker. Technically it was a tape player, but that was almost as bad."I'm surprised you don't have some "Pat Boone" or "Frank Sinatra" somewhere in your vast tape selection."
"Don't listen to him girl. You're a beautiful classy lady, and I wouldn't change a thing about you."Dean said, petting the steering wheel as he continued speaking soothingly to his car ,Sam's just a little bitch that we have to overlook sometimes. After all, he did get dropped on his head as a child you know."
"Hey! I did not! And I'd rather be a bitch than a pussy. You pussy!"Sam retorted, punching Dean in the arm.
"Driving here stupid! Not that it really hurt though,cause you also hit like a bitch."Dean said nonchalantly, but steeled himself for another punch that was sure to be coming.
"Oh look, we're almost there."Sam said instead, and Dean looked up to see a sign saying to take the next exit to the airport.
A huge frown appeared on his face and a feeling of unease settled in his stomach as he turned to the left and saw the airport and the many large planes that were parked in various spots on the runway.
He preferred to think of them as death traps himself, ones that were just sitting their innocently awaiting to snatch up and kill their next victims. Feeling eyes on him, he turned to find Sam was staring at him with a weird grin on his face.
"Will you stop staring at me like that? You're freaking me out."Dean said with a scowl.
"What? I'm just relishing in the fact that you're actually admittedly scared of something and how much of a puss you're acting like because of it."Sam said snidely with a snicker."That doesn't happen too often, you know."
"I'm not scared. I'm just more comfortable on the ground where god intended man to be. If he wanted us to fly he'd have given us wings."Dean argued, then added just because he couldn't let his little brother by with calling him a puss,"Anyway, you've already taken the position as scared little bitch in the Winchester family, and I wouldn't dream of stripping you of it."
"Screw you man."
"No thanks, I prefer my women with a little more in the boob area."
Sam laughed, despite his telling himself he wouldn't cause it would only encourage Dean, and felt the tension in the air dissipate slightly.
The remainder of the short drive was spent in silence, and as he parked his car in the airport lot Dean started fidgeting nervously, and before they left it, he made a big show of having to say goodbye to the Impala and explain to her why she wouldn't be joining them on this particular trip.
Sam knew it was really just a method of stalling, and finally had to tell Dean to come on because the flight was supposed to be boarding in less than five minutes.
Going through the check point, Dean almost wished he'd thought to throw a little knife or something in his bag so that the security guards wouldn't let him board, but unfortunately all the brothers weaponry was left in a secure place until their return,
This case was only a simple exorcism and they wouldn't have been needed anyway.
"Alright, all clear."the female guard said after checking him, then ushered Dean through.
He picked up his bag and waited while she repeated the check on Sam, and moments later, after hearing an announcement that Oceanic Flight 218 to Melbourne was now boarding, they were hurriedly making their way towards the gate to their plane.
The attendant, a very attractive brunette with an English accent, checked their tickets and said,"Enjoy your flight." smiling brightly at them.
"Yeah, not likely."Dean muttered when they were out of hearing distance, looking with trepidation at the stairs leading up to the plane.
"Oh, quit being a baby Dean and get on the plane."Sam hissed in his ear, shoving him lightly from behind."There are other people waiting behind us."
"Well, I guess they'll just have to keep waiting until I'm ready to get on the plane won't they?"Dean replied huffily, but started walking up the stairs, entering the plane seconds later.
They found their seats fairly quickly, and after putting their bags in the storage compartment above them, sat down to wait for take off.
"I don't know why we couldn't just drive."Dean said, gripping the arms of his seat tight.
"To Australia? That would literally be impossible Dean."Sam said with a shake of his head.
"Why do we need to handle an exorcism in Australia anyway? There's got to be hunters for that part of the world or something."he continued arguing quietly, now drumming one set of fingers nervously.
"Are you forgetting the fact that when dad called and told us about the priest who may have information on mom and Jess's killer, you volunteered to go?"
"That was before I knew it was Australia."Dean whined, something that Sam rarely heard him do.
"Look Dean, if it'll make you feel better, I'll hold your hand during the whole flight."Sam said, placing his hand over the top of his brothers with a barely concealed smirk.
"Dude, get off of me."Dean exclaimed, jerking his hand away and wiping it on his pants leg.
"Just trying to help."
"Attention all passengers, we are about to take off, so please keep your seat belts locked, and remain seated. Thank you for traveling Oceanic airways, and enjoy your flight." one of the attendants said over the comm system.
Dean clenched his eyes tight and held on to his seat for dear life as the plane lifted smoothly into the air, and five minutes later the attendant came back on the comm and said that they could remove their seat belts now.
"See, everything's fine, just like last time."Sam said after taking his belt off.
"Dude, last time we almost died!"Dean exclaimed.
"Almost, but we didn't did we? Therefor everything went fine."Sam replied calmly.
"Can I get you two gentlemen anything?" a blond haired stewardess in a very low cut uniform, interrupted , bending down to their level, revealing her ample bust line as she spoke.
"Oh yeah."Dean replied with a flirtatious grin, temporarily forgetting his fears as he stared at her openly displayed cleavage.
"mm...no thank you, we're fine right now."Sam said quickly, kicking his brothers leg hard.
"Well, my name is Cynthia, and if you need anything, anything at all, just push that little button right there and I'll be here right away."she said, and after batting her eyes at Dean one last time, she moved on to the next row of people.
"Sam,I want to join the mile high club, and I think I found a willing partner."Dean said, turning around backwards in his seat to stare at the stewardess.
"Is your mind ever out of the gutter, or is that just a natural state for you?"Sam asked rolling his eyes.
"Need you even ask that?"Dean replied, quirking an eyebrow at Sam as he settled back down into his seat and closed his eyes."I'm going to sleep now. Don't wake me up until we reach Australia."
"If thats what it takes to not have to see you throw yourself at stewardess Barbie or hear you whine about flying than I'll be glad to comply."Sam replied, picking up the headphones supplied by the airline and putting them on his ears.
Nodding off, Dean entertained the thought that maybe he had been wrong and everything would really be fine, just as Sam said. After all, it had been pretty smooth flying thus far.
He fell asleep with a smile, thinking if he happened to awaken before the flight ended, he'd go hunt down Cynthia.
(2 hrs later)
Dean woke up because he had to use the bathroom, and slowly blinked his eyes as he regained his senses.
Looking at his brother, he noticed right away the distressed expression on his face and felt the sinking feeling from earlier return as he asked,
"What's going on Sam?"
"Oh nothing, the plane just had to change its course a little because of a storm is all."Sam said with a forced smile.
"A storm? How much did they have to change the course?"Dean asked, now fully alert.
"I'm not really sure, they haven't told us anything yet." Sam answered with a frown.
The plane then shuddered violently , causing some of the passengers to cry out in alarm.
"We are experiencing some turbulence so everyone needs to please remain seated and buckled in."Cynthia announced over the comm, almost falling immediately afterwards when another shudder passed through the plane.
"We're gonna die, we're gonna die."Dean repeated over and over, once again clutching the armrests of his seat tightly.
"No we're not."Sam said vehemently."It's just turbulence."the unsureness in his voice betrayed his words though.
"Turbulence lead to other things."Dean whispered to himself.
The plane finally settled though, and the passengers let out a collective sigh of relief.
"See, I told you..."Sam started, but was interrupted by a huge bang and flash of light.
A grating noise coming from the rear of the plane followed, and Dean turning his head to look in that direction was shocked to see that the rear of the plane was slowly being peeled away.
Finally it totally tore off, and fell away, taking all the people who had been seated there with it.
Everyone was screaming, and luggage bags from the compartments were flying everywhere.
Air masks fell down from above the seats, and Dean and Sam put them on quickly
Dean instinctively grabbed his little brothers hand,closed his eyes and started praying silently.
He opened them a minute later. Just in time to see a silver make-up case flying straight towards him.
He didn't have time to duck, but threw his hands up to try and deflect it.
That didn't work either though, and the last thing he thought in the split second before it struck him in the head was he had warned Sam this would happen.
Then all went black.
TBC
Slowish start, but it gets better! R&R and let me know if its worth finishing!
