As soon as they walked out, Dean began running in the direction of the car, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Hey! Hey!" Urgently, Sam and Rose followed as Dean began to bang on the windows, shouting to whatever was inside. It was hard to tell when the glass was covered with streaks and droplets. The rain itself had stopped, leaving a bright yellow sun in its wake, the light catching in strands of Rose's hair, making it look even more blond then it already was.
"What is it? What is he doing?" Rose asked Sam as the two watched the man scream, his fists clenched so tight his knuckles were white. Sam leaned over Dean's shoulder, squinting into the rain-streaked window.
"Dean, let me look," he said, pushing his brother aside, trying his best to see through the window.
In the passenger seat of the car was a man with brownish black hair wearing a long blue coat, a mischievous grin on his face as he placed his hands not eh wheel, turning it to make it look like he was driving. Turning back to rose and Dean, he said, "It looks like someone snuck their way into the car…" Rose raised an eyebrow- didn't Dean have the key with him?
"Who?" she demanded, pushing past Sam to get a look, crying out with glee when she saw who it was.
"Dude, why is she suddenly so happy?!" Dean demanded, "some weirdo is in my baby and she's happy?!" Sam shrugged, unsure elf what to say- the girl had fallen out of the sky and gotten hit by them after all.
"Dean- give me the keys!" Rose cried, a grin on her face as she reached for Dean's pockets. Sam thought he could see the man inside the car looking out at them curiously, a smirk on his face as he focused on Rose- really, on her butt.
"What? No way!" Dean yelled, jerking away from her grabbing fingers.
"But-" Rose began to protest, Dean cutting her off, "I just fucking met you! I am not giving you the keys to my baby!"
"But Dean, jack is in the car, I haven't-" Rose began to plead.
"Whoever this Jack is I don't care!" Dean interrupted, "no is no!"
"Dean you don't understand! I haven't seen jack in years!" Rose said, and she felt th tears coming to her eyes, remembering all that happened at Satellite 5, how he almost got his face sawed off by a robot, that gorgeous face of his…. Dean gave Sam a look as she let newfound tears roll down her face. Sam shrugged.
"Dude, come on…." Sam admonished as they watch dyer start to cry.
"Are you serious?!" Dean exclaimed. Sam suddenly turned his brows upward, a sign that was not good. Dean shook his head, "No way, Sammy! Do not give me the puppy eyes!" Dean looked to the window- Jack was now looking out eagerly, wanting to see what was going on. He looked back and forth between the crying girl and the adorable moose-man, shrugging his shoulders with a grin. Dean rolled his eyes, pushing Rose aside as he took the keys out of his pocket, "Fuck my life, man. Just fuck it." Shoving the key ingot eh door, he twisted it, hearing a pop as the locks came undone, Jack leaning back away from the window.
"Jack!" Rose cried happily, wiping tears from her eyes as she nearly leapt into his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck and giving him a quick peck on the cheek. As soon as the two broke away to smile at each other, they felt Dean pull them out of the car, nearly ripping the fabric of their clothes.
"Okay, no make out sessions in this car!" Dean demanded as the two straightened themselves out. Nodding, Jack grinned at the brothers, Rose blushing with embarrassment.
"Captain Jack Harkness," Jack introduced himself, holding out a hand, "nice to meet you!" The grin left his face after a few seconds, his hand hanging there until he idly shoved it in his coat pocket.
"How the fuck did you get in my car?" Dean demanded, glaring at Jack intensely. A strong gust of wind blew by, playing with the man's hair as he sighed, saying, "I used the Doctor's Sonic-"
"Jack!" Rose shouted, stopping him mid sentence. He brown eyes were wide with worry.
"What, sweetheart?" Jack asked with a shrug.
"You have it?!"
""Yeah, I have it, why?"
"How did you get it from him?!" Rose was bewildered- she and remembered seeing it in the Doctor's pocket before he pushed her out of the TARDIS. Sam and Dean exchanged a look- what were they talking about?!
"Excuse me, but," Sam cleared his throat, "what exactly are you talking about?" Jack and Rose lifted their heads, looking as if they were seeing the brothers for the first time- which Jack was.
"Just the Doctor's-"
"Jack Harkness!" Rose growled, "I would appreciate you don't talk about it right now!" Jack widened his eyes- Rose had never yelled at him before.
"What's ring, sweetheart?" Jack said with a smile, "got your knickers in a bunch, eh?" Rose rolled her eyes.
"Jack, the Doctor's been-"
"Hey! Before you keep ignoring us, tell me what this Sonic whatever is, okay? Because you somehow used it to get into my baby!" Dean brake, jabbing his finger in Jack's direction. Jack stifled a laugh, his bright eyes looking Dean up and down, he licked his lips.
"Well, aren't you the handsome fellow?" he asked, his voice suddenly purring, slightly seductive as he took a step closer to the hunter. Dean pointed his finger at the Captain again.
"Rose, what is he doing?" he asked, his voice gruff.
"Jack, we don't have time,okay?" Rose said to him.
"Alright, hon," Jack said, ignoring Rose's comment, "you wanna know what I used to get in the car?"
"Yeah, I do."
"This," Jack said, pulling the Sonic screwdriver out of his pocket, a slender silver stick, buttons encircling the top. Sam pointed to it.
"What is that?" he asked, "Rose, what is that?"
"That," Rose said, annoyed, snatching it from Jack's hand, "is the Doctor's sonic screwdriver! Which you were not supposed to take from him and you know it!" Rose glared at the men, Sam's look of confusion, Dean's look of fury, and Jack…. she couldn't exactly pinpoint what his face was contorted into, with that smug grin and charming eyes. Just that he looked at Dean the way he looked at everything that moved and had a nice butt.
"What, did you just look at a screwdriver and say, I think this should be more sonic?!" Dean admonished, snatching the thing from Rose, the metal cool against his skin. Jack shrugged his shoulders.
"The Doctor said he was bored," Jack explained.
"Again with this Doctor, huh?" Sam piped up. Jack nodded nonchalantly, swiping the screwdriver back from Dean, pocketing it once more. He was still looking at Dean however, a slightly lilt to his smile as he felt the screwdriver rest at the bottom of the pocket against his leg.
"Yeah, so?"
"What is he? Who is he?" Sam asked. Jack sighed, rolling his eyes as he spun on his heels, his blue eyes suddenly widening. Compared to him, Sam looked like a giant- A moose, maybe, Jack thought, taking into consideration the brown shaggy hair that went to his shoulders. The jacket he wore pulled across his shoulders, the plaid shirt unbuttoned to reveal gray v-neck shirt underneath that pulled tight across wonderful pectoral muscles. Nodding, Jack's grin became even wider.
"What's it to you, sunshine?" Jack joked with a laugh, letting his eyes trail Sam, scanning every inch of toned muscle and perfect skin. Annoyed, Rose curled her fingers into a tight fist, a cry emitted from Jack's throat as her fist connected with his arm.
"Rose!" Jack said, holding his arm, "what was that for?!"
"Must you hit on everything that moves?!" Rose scoffed, furrowing her eyebrows. Jack felt his face flush, heat rising to his cheeks as he looked from Sam to Dean, back to Sam, then to Rose and back to Sam.
"Wha-?I do no-" he began. Rose rolled her eyes.
"Oh, shut up!" Rose shouted, cutting him short. immediately, Jack shut his mouth, averting his eyes so they focused on the gravel he was crushing under the toe of his boot.
"Sorry," he apologized, his voice a soft mumble. The brothers exchanged glances, Dean trying his best not to laugh at his brother. It was always like that, weirdos just blatantly crushing on his brother. And he found it quite hilarious. Sam knew he was going red, his face feeling like he was using the Sun as a pillow.
"Oh, shut up, Dean," Sam muttered uncomfortably. Dean shook his head, letting it all out, a low booming sound that was slightly raspy.
"What's so funny?!" Rose asked.
"Well, You're a little British girl hanging about with two Americans and there happens to be another standing in front of us!" Dean said, "what's the deal with that?"
"Excuse you!" it was Jack's turn to be annoyed, "I'll have you know I'm an ex- Time Agent from the 51st century!" This made Sam crack a small smile, despite how serious the situation was supposed to be.
"What?" he blurted, breaking down into a gale of laughter with his brother.
"You guys are hilarious!" Dean joked, "really, keep smoking whatever it is you're having!" Rose and Jack stared at the hunters in awe.
"Why is that so hard to believe?" Rose asked with a shake of her head.
"I don't know…." Dean stated, "a blond chick falls out of an alien spaceship, an alien is possessed by a demon, her boyfriend is dead-"
"Boyfriend?!" Jack said in alarm, "Rose, you never told me!" Rose rolled her eyes.
"Ex- boyfriend," she said simply.
"- and Skippy McGee strolls along and sonics his way into my car with a thingamajig!"
"It is not a thingamajig!" Jack protested, taking the screwdriver out of his pocket for war seemed like the millionth time, "it is a -
"Yeah, yeah," Dean blew a raspberry in Jack's direction, "a sonic screwdriver. whatever. Stop wasting my time and get out of my car!"
"Uh, last time I checked, we were out of your car," Jack admonished, "i mean, there is gravel beneath my feet and all-" Sam rolled his eyes.
"Okay, we get it!" Sam yelled, everyone shutting up instantly. It was not like Sam to yell at people, Dean knew hat. Sam was more likely to watch quietly and come up with the plans. Rose tucked a strand of hair behind dyer ear as Sam continued, "now everyone just shut the fuck up and let's move. We have a possessed alien in a blue box and it could be who knows where by now!" Sam went to push past his brother and rose, suddenly being pulled back, "Dean!"
"Listen! You're just gonna pack up with two total strangers and chase after some non existent thing?!" Dean said through gritted teeth. Sam pondered this for a minute- it couldn't really be considered non-existent, considering what they did for a living themselves. With a shrug, he answered, "Well…. yeah. Aren't you gonna come with me?"
Dean looked back at Rose and Jack, who stared at the brothers quizzically, saying, "Excuse us for a sec, 'kay?" Pulling his brother aside, he suddenly burst out, "What the fuck!?"
"What do you mean, what the fuck?" Sam asked.
"There is no way I am traveling with them!"
"Uh, yeah, we are," Sam said, "and that's final!" Dean scoffed- when had the conversation been finished?!
"Who died and said you called the shots?" Dean shouted, Sam cringing slightly.
"Um, as I recall, you did!" Sam retorted, loud enough for Jack and Rose to hear, "about one hundred and three times, to be exact!" Dean rolled his eyes at his brother. Turning back to Rose and Jack, he smirked, jabbing a thumb in Sam's direction when he saw their confused faces.
"Kids these days," he joked with a small shake of his head. Sam rolled his eyes. Grabbing Dean's arm, he dragged him to Impala, pulling open the passenger door.
"Sammy?" Dean asked in confusion, his voice curt as Sam's grip tightened on the sleeve of his jacket. Turnign to Jack, Sam held out his hand.
"What?" Jack asked, licking his lips. Sam wiggled his fingers.
"The sonic screwdriver thing," Sam barked, "give it to me." Reluctantly, Jack reach dingo his pocket, wary of the sudden evil glint in Sam's eyes that seemed to radiate from him. Snatching it from Jack's hand, Sam shoved it in his mouth, his teeth scratching the col metal as he shoved his brother into the passenger seat, buckling his brother in as he struggled to get away.
"Sammy! Don't be like that Sammy!" Dean cried as h watched his brother fumble around with the buttons until the screwdriver's top splayed open, revealing a blue bulb inside. Dean widened his eyes at it.
"Dude, what are you doing?" Dean asked, his voice turning into an almost inaudible mumble. Sam's face hd contorted into one of fury- why, he had no idea.
"Shit!" Sam muttered, slapping the metal cylinder against his palm, "what button is it?!"
"It' the-" Jack began to explain, shutting up once he heard the familiar whirring noise as Sam pointed it at the buckle of Dean's seat, sighing with relief, "There. That should keep you out of trouble, no?" Fingers digging at the buckle, Dean cried out with frustration, "Rose, dammit! What the fuck does that thing do?!" Rose smirked as Sam opened the side doors for her and Jack, the two climbing inside.
"Oh, just freezes things temporarily is all," she said playfully, Sam slamming the door. Wait a second… Dean thought, if Rose and Jack are int eh back and I'm son iced into the passenger seat…..
"….Fuck you, Sammy!" Dean spat a curse at his brother as Sam climbed into the driver's seat, buckling himself in. Slamming the door, he fixed he mirror on the ceiling, asking, "Everyone buckled back there?" Snapping themselves in, Jack gave a thumbs up, smiling at Sam through the mirror.
"Sam you better not drive my baby!' Dean pleaded, a slight whine to his voice. Sam laughed, turning on the radio. Whooping excitedly, he turned up the volume. Dean groaned as he heard the familiar guitar intro, followed by a melodic piano blare from the speakers.
"Not this song…." Dean whined. Jack and Rose raised an eyebrow, cocking their heads in confusion, synching their moves as if they were doing a choreographed dance.
"What song?" Rose asked. Suddenly, recognition flashed through Jack's eyes and he started singing the song along with Sam, leaving Rose's question unanswered.
"What song?' Rose repeated as the two boys sang the chorus, Jack's voice pitched perfectly, Sam's warbling and off key, nearly squeaking when he reached a high note. Dean groaned again, banging the back of his head against the dashboard as Sam revved the engine, the Impala lurching forward.
"if you are driving this car then I beg you," Dean said, "to please change the station!" Sam shook his head.
"Nope," he said, making a popping sound with his lips. Jack was still singing along with the song.
"Why?"
"That's your rule, right?" Sam said, a lilt in his boyish grin, "driver picks the music, passenger shuts his cake hole!" Dean hit his forehead against the dashboard again, his skin sticking to the plastic with his sweat.
"Bitch!" he muttered as they started driving, his fingers turning red as he went to try and undo his seatbelt buckle, but to no avail. It was stuck in place, as if held together by crazy glue. Rose leaned forward in her seat, the seatbelt straining against her chest as she did so, asking, "Wait- what song is this?" Again, her question was ignored, answered with Sam clearing his throat.
"Now," he said, "which direction do you think your Doctor went?" Rose squinted her brown eyes, the blacktop blurring the yellow lines paint don them as they drove.
"That way," she said, pointing straight ahead at the horizon, leaning back in her seat as she felt a sudden rush in the pit of her stomach, Sam speeding up until they were well past the speed limit.
"You bitch! You're gonna crash my car!" Dean shouted, his chest heaving as he started to get short of breath. Sam threw his head back, laughing, his teeth glowing pearly white against his slightly tanned skin.
"Oh, Dean!" he shouted back, "won't you ever learn to live a little?" Dean rolled his eyes.
"Well, last i checked, I was supposed to be dead, so…." he trailed off, remembering how he almost died in purgatory, truing to save Cas' ass from getting sucked into Hell. At this point, jack had stopped singing, looking curiously between the two brothers as they had started to yell at each other halfheartedly.
"Who's Cas?" Jack asked, hoping that it was some hot chick- or guy, for that matter.
"An Angel of the Lord,' they said in unison, returning back tot heir conversation. Rose, having been ignored, resorted to attaching the trees blur as they sped downy eh highway, leaving jack to question them in silence for the rest of the ride.