Deciding to take a break from driving you decided to fly to your next destination. As you waited for the time to get on the plane you watched the news, where it talked about a couple of plane crashes that happened recently. Looking around you thought you saw Sam and Dean, but when you looked again you didn't see them so you didn't think anymore of it. Then they called for all the passengers to board Flight 2485, which was your plane.
As you got settled in to your seat, you heard a man on the intercom tell the flight crew to prepare for take off. Once you were able to get up, you decided to stretch your legs and walk around a bit. That's when you saw Sam and Dean sitting a few seats in front of you. Wanting to say hi to them you walked up behind them and tapped on Dean's shoulder causing him to jump." Jeez, don't scare me like that Y/N!" Dean growled you while looking tense. You sat down next to Dean in the empty aisle seat.
"What's wrong with you, Dean?" you asked wondering why he was so tense.
"Turns out, Dean is afraid of flying," Sam explained. "Anyway, what you doing here Y/N?"
"I got tried of driving everywhere, so I chose to fly instead," you replied. "Are you guys working on a case, then?"
"Actually we are, we think that a demon is possessing someone and is going to cause the plane to crash," Sam whispered so no one would hear. "And we got 32 minutes and counting to track this thing down- or whoever it's possessing, anyway- and perform a full-on exorcism."
"Okay, a crowded plane. That's gonna be easy," Dean said sarcastically. Clearly unhappy with being on the plane.
"Just take it one step at a time, all right?" Sam said trying to comfort Dean and ease his nerves.
"Well is there anything I can do to help?" You asked.
"Yeah, we need to figure out who it is possessing." Sam said.
"Well, it's usually gonna be somebody with some sort of weakness, You know, a chunk in the armor that the demon can work through, somebody with an addiction or emotional distress." Dean said finally speaking up.
"Well, this is Amanda's first flight after the crash. If I was her, I'd be pretty messed up." Sam said as he and Dean glanced at a stewardess coming your way.
"Excuse me are you Amanda?" Dean asked grabbing her attention.
"No, I'm not." she replied smiling at you guys.
"Oh, my mistake." Dean said. After she walked away he leaned over to the aisle to see another stewardess in the back. " All right, well, that's got to be Amanda back there."
"I'll go talk to to her, and I can get a read on her mental state." You said getting up.
"Alright be careful, you can test to see if she is possessed or not." Dean said grabbing a bottle of water from his bag. "I brought holy water."
"No I think we can go more subtle." Sam said taking the holy water from Dean and stuffing it his jacket. "If she's possessed, she'll flinch at the name of god."
"Okay, got it," you nodded about to walk away.
"Hey," Sam said stopping you. "Say it in Latin."
"Okay," you said wanting to go talk to Amanda.
"Hey!" Sam said again. "In Latin, it's "Cristo.""
"Okay, thanks." you said as you walked to the back while the boys watched you.
"Hi." you said once you got to Amanda. She seemed pretty normal.
"Hi, can I help you with something?" She asked.
"Oh no, I'm just an uneasy flier." you lied, getting the idea from how Dean has been acting on the plane. "It's makes me feel better to walk around a little bit."
"Oh it happens to the best of us." she said as she was organizing some cups on a cart.
"Of course, since you're a stewardess, I guess flying comes easy for you." You said.
She laughed a bit. "You'd be surprised." she said smiling.
"Really? You're a nervous flier?" you asked acting surprised.
"Yeah, maybe- a little bit." she said.
"How is it that, being a stewardess, you're scared to fly?" You asked waiting for the right moment to say Cristo.
"Kind of a long story, but everybody is scared of something. I just, uh... I'm not going to let it hold me back." She explained. That was a moment of silence between you two before you finally spoke.
"Cristo." You mumbled. It seemed to have no effect on her though.
"I'm sorry. Did you say something?" She asked.
"Cristo?" You asked trying one last time just to make sure she was clean.
"I didn't- I didn't." She stuttered.
"Nothing, never mind." You said walking back to the boys. "Alright, well, she's got to be the most well-adjusted person on the planet." you said sitting down.
"You said "Cristo"?" Dean asked. "And?"
"There's no demon in her. There's no demon getting in her." You explained.
"So if it on the plane, it can be anyone...anywhere." Sam sighed. Then the plane shook, which scared Dean.
"Come on! that can't be normal!" Dean cried out as he unconsciously gripped your hand tight. You were surprised, but let him do it so he could feel better.
"It's okay, it's just a little turbulence." You said trying to comfort Dean.
"Guys, this plane is going to crash, okay?" Dean growled. "So quit treating me like I'm friggin' four."
"You need need to calm down."Sam said.
"No I can't!" Dean said.
"Yes you ca.," Sam said back to him.
"Dude, stow the touchy-feely, self-help yoga crap. It's not helping." Dean snapped.
"Listen, if you're panicked, you're wide open to demonic possession, so you need to calm yourself down right now." Sam warned him. Dean stared at Sam for a second before breathing deeply. "Good, now I found an exorcism in here that I think is gonna work- the ritual Romano."
"What do you have to do?" You asked.
"It has two parts. The first part expels the demon from the victim's body. It makes it manifest, which makes it more powerful." Sam explained.
"More powerful, how?" You asked.
"Well, it doesn't need to possess someone anyone. It can just steal havoc on it's own." Sam replied.
"Oh, and how is that a good thing?" You asked.
"Well, because the second part sends the bastard back to tell once and for all." Sam said.
"First thing's first- we got to find it." Dean said looking around. Dean got up and used the EMF reader to scan the cabin for any signs of the demon. Sam got up and went to talk to him and you followed him.
"Anything?" Sam asked him.
"No, nothing. How much time do we got?" Dean asked him.
"15 minutes," Sam said. "Maybe we missed somebody."
"Maybe the thing's just not on the plane," Dean suggested.
"You believe that?" Sam asked Dean.
"Well, I will if you will." Dean said. Suddenly the EMF started buzzing. Dean looked up to see one of the pilots leaving the restroom.
"What? What is it?" You asked.
"Cristo." Dean. The pilot turned around and his eyes were black and it sent a shiver down your spine. He then entered the cockpit.
"She's not gonna believe this." Sam said as you guys walked to the other end of the cabin where you talked to Amanda earlier.
"12 minutes, dude." Dean said.
"Oh, hi flight's not too bumpy for you, I hope." She said turning around.
"Actually that's kind of what we need to talk to you about," You said as Sam closed the curtain.
"Um, okay. What can I do for you?" she asked.
"This is going to sound nuts, but we don't have time for the whole "the truth is out there" speech right now." Dean said.
"Look, we know you were in flight 2485." Sam said.
"Who are you there?" she asked taking a step back.
"We've spoken to some other survivors. We know something brought down that plane. It wasn't mechanical failure." Sam explained. They must be taking about the plane crash that was in the news.
"We need to stop it from happening again here now." Dean said.
"I'm sorry. I- I'm very busy." She said about to leave.
"Please just listen to what we have to say," you asked her. She paused for a second.
"Listen to me- the pilot from 2485, Chuck Lambert- he's dead." Dean said getting her attention.
"Wait, what Chuck is dead?" she asked.
"He died in a plane crash," Dean replied. "That's two plane crashes in two months. That doesn't strike you as strange?"
"There was something wrong with 2485. There's something wrong with this flight, too." Sam said.
"Amanda, you have to believe us." you said.
"On... On 2485, there was this man. He... Had these eyes." she said recalling what happened.
"Yes, that's exactly what we're talking about." Sam said.
"What are you asking me to do?" she asked.
"Get the copilot. We need you to bring him back here." Dean said.
"Why, what he have to do with anything?" she asked.
"Don't have time to explain. We just need to talk to him." Dean answered.
"How am I supposed to get the copilot-," she said.
"Do whatever it takes, tell him there's something broken back here, whatever will get him out of that cockpit." Sam said.
"Do you know I could lose my job if you-" she started to say.
"You're gonna lose a lot more if you don't help us out." Dean said.
"Okay," she said walking to the cockpit and bringing back the copilot. The boys got ready to do the exorcism. When the copilot came past the curtain. Dean punched him causing him to call to the ground. He then taped his mouth shut. "What are you doing? You said you were just gonna talk to him."
"We are gonna talk to him," Dean said as he dumped holy water on the copilot's body. You watched as it burned holes in his skin.
"Oh my god. What's wrong with him?" she asked.
"We need you calm. Y/N take her outside the curtain." Sam asked. You nodded pulling her outside the curtain. You peeked back in to see the copilot push Sam and Dean away from him. He ripped the tape off and sat up.
"I know what happened to your girlfriend!" he said in a demonic voice. "She must have died screaming! Even now, she's burning!"
Dean punched him in the face and he fell unconscious for a second. Sam paused for a second before continuing the ritual. After the first part was done both brothers held him down and you saw him kick the journal under the curtain past you. You looked back in to see black smoke pour out of him mouth and into the vent. "Where did it go?" Sam asked.
"He's in the plane. Hurry up. We got to finish it." Dean said. Sam tried to get to the book but he fell down when the plane started to fall. Everybody started panicking. You saw the journal down the cabin and ran after it using the seats as support. You finally grabbed it and opened to the page where Sam left off at and finished the ritual. The plane then stabilized and everybody calmed down. You took a deep breath as Sam and Dean came over to you. You and the boys watched the police talking to the passengers that were on the plane. "Let's get out of here," Dean said. Noticing they were leaving you followed them. "You okay?"
"Dean, it- it knew about Jessica." Sam said.
"Sam, these things, t- They read minds. They lie. All right? That's all it was." Dean said.
"Hey guys!" you said running up to them. They both stopped and looked at you."I wanna go with you."
"No way," Dean said said turning you down.
"Come on Dean, she has been helpful on the last few cases," Sam said liking the idea of you joining them.
Dean thought about it for a moment and sighed. "Fine, but you need to be careful and listen to everything we say" Dean said having in.
"Alright!" You said smiling at them. They both smiled at you and the three of you walked out of the airport. Not knowing what you just got yourself into, but you had a feeling you wouldn't regret it.
