Fic; When In Doubt, Hit the Escape Button 4b/5
Title: When in Doubt, Hit the Escape Button
By: M14Mouse
Artist: Serenda_art
Beta: Solarbear614
Gene: SPN AU Gen
Rating: PG-13 for language and violence
Word Count: 20,200
Warning: Zombie ponies and unicorns
Summary: Sam and Dean are ordinary brothers from an ordinary planet called Earth. Until the aliens came and took them away.
-*******-
Sam didn’t go Grandma and Grandpa’s funerals. He was still in the hospital. He remembered months later, standing at their graves. Mom was crying and trying to explain that they were gone and they were watching them from heaven. At the time, his four year old mind couldn’t understand why they were gone. He didn’t know that they died in the fire. He didn’t know that they died being trapped in the basement.
He did know that he wouldn’t have Grandma’s awesome apple pie anymore or hear about Grandpa’s exciting adventures around the world.
He knew that he was only one left alive to see him.
-*******-
Sam felt something soft under him which was strange since the Impala’s floor was hard and wasn’t comfortable at all. Then he felt something wet pressed against his cheek. His eyes flutter open then close for a moment then he groaned.
He felt like he got hit with a planet.
The wet pressure against his check increased which finally forced him to open his eyes.
Holy Crap!
His eyes widened then he scrambled to his feet. He looked down at…hell, he wasn’t even sure what it was.
It looked liked a decaying little pony. The thing came up to his knee. Its fur was matted up. Its tail looked liked it got chewed on by a dog. There were open sores all along its body. He thought one of its eyes is missing. He didn’t want to lean over to find out.
It kind of reminded him of a zombie. Do zombie ponies even exist?
He started laughing. Well, he is on a space ship with a crazy prince, his bodyguard type brother, a hot nurse, a psychic cook, and a pilot that curses worse than a sailor.
This couldn’t get any weird.
“Hey! It was about time that you woke up. I thought that you were dead for a moment. Damn dude, why are you so tall!” The zombie pony said.
Okay, he should have really kept his mouth shut.
-*********-
Dean groaned as he woke up. God, his head was pounding. He rubbed his head and looked around at that totally mess. The smell of smoke fulls the air. He could see the sparks from the pipes and the walls. Fucking hell…it is going to take him and Sammy forever to clean up this mess.
“SAMMY!” He said as he scrambled to his feet.
He couldn’t see anyone with this damn smoke as he darted across the room. Cas looked like that he was busy checking out the pipes. More power to him. He passed by Gabriel who were hovering over Bobby. The guy looked liked crap. Even for an alien, he could tell that he was out of it. His eyes were glazed over and he couldn’t seem to focus on anything. The blood was matted to his hair and bread.
He looked from Bobby to see Sam was lying on the floor. His head was sitting in Missouri’s lap. While Bobby looked like crap, Sammy looked like shit. His skin was pale. There was blood dripping from nose and ears. The thing that freaked him out the most was how still his brother was.
His brother was always in motion even in his sleep.
Right now, he looked….dead.
That thought alone made him sick.
“Sammy….” He said as he dropped to his knees. His hands reached over to grab him….to shake him. Do anything for him to wake up.
“He is alive, hon. He is just….,” Missouri said as she looked from Sam to him.
“He is in a coma,” Bobby’s words mumbled out.
He twisted around to look at Bobby.
“What?! Get him out of it!”
“I can’t, you idijit. Impala did it.”
“Why?”
Bobby maybe out of it but he could still anyone his pissed off look.
“To protect him. The Impala doesn’t like people mess with her controls.”
“If it wasn’t for Sam, we will all have been fried!”
“Like she didn’t know that! Why do you think that she put him in a coma?! It wasn’t for her health?! His mind needs to heal. One has done its healing, he will wake up.”
“What if he doesn’t wake up?”
“He will, son. He will.”
He heard the door slide open and Jessica appeared in view. She was holding a bag in her hand. Gabriel moved out of the way. She glanced over Sam and Bobby. She looked tore for a moment before she turned toward Bobby. She opened her bag and getting bandages out. He turned away from her and looked back at his brother.
Glad to see her true colors come out.
Damn, bitch.
He felt something hit his shoulder hard.
“OUCH!”
He looked up at an angry Missouri.
“Boy, don’t think those thoughts around me. Your brother is going to be fine. You don’t have to take it out on me or anyone else,” Missouri said in a stern tone.
Damn…bi…
OUCH!
He rubbed his shoulder after she hit it again. He eyed her like she was crazy.
“As much as I love to watch a good slap fight, I like to know where we are,” Gabriel said as he drink from a flask that he had in his pocket.
“We are on one of the planets in the Purgatory Belt,” Bobby said with a mumble.
He had no clue what the Purgatory Belt was but those guys look scared and ready to bolt.
“Okay, the guy from another galaxy like to know what so scary about Purgatory Belt? Because you guys look like you are going to piss your pants.”
“Purgatory Belt is where the nasty of the creatures live. Even your worst nightmares can’t beat some of the monsters here. Sammy boy landed us right in the middle of this system. Possible this is a sign that I need to get drunk now,” Gabriel said with a sigh.
“She said that Sam wanted to go to a place that the Demonites wouldn’t go. Got to say the boy knew how to pick them. They won’t follow us here. And you…not a chance in hell are you getting out of this, boy. You are going to help fix her up,” Bobby said angrily.
“Come on, Bobby…I’m joking,” Gabriel said as he threw up his arms.
“What about Sam?” He said.
“There isn’t much we can do. We will make him comfortable until he wakes,” Jessica said.
That was just great.
He hates space.
-********-
Grandpa and Grandma’s funerals were the first ones that Dean ever went too. He remembered mom and dad argued about him going with them. He remembered the endless sea of black as far as he could see. The crying…the crying wouldn’t stop. Dad kept handing mom tissues. He didn’t remember much of the words of other people or even the pastor.
He did remember one set of words. Maybe, it was how the pastor said it or the setting. It gave him nightmares for months after. Mom and dad talked about therapy but the nightmares slowly disappeared especially when Sam came back from the hospital.
Every once in awhile, he could still hear the words in that old pastor’s voice.
Ash to Ash
Dust to Dust.
-************-
“So, where am I? Because the last thing that I remember is someone attacking the Impala…,” Sam said as he looked down….way down at the zombie pony…thing.
Dean will never know about this because he knew that he wouldn’t stop making fun of him if he did.
“You are in between. She wanted to protect you,” The zombie pony said.
“From what?”
“The bad things…possible the unicorns.”
Did he hear that right…..
“Did you say the unicorns?”
“Yup…don’t let the rainbows and glitter fool you. They are out to take over the world.”
“….Right…And you are going to stop them?”
“No….Ellen and Jo are our leaders. They are a mother and daughter team and they are totally awesome. They totally kick some unicorn’s ass. I just worked at the diner…sometimes. Sometimes, I do free lance stuff because of my super powers.”
A zombie pony with super powers…sure….why not? Anything was possible here. He was going to ask because he was so damn curious.
“What…is your super power?”
“Oh, I can control minds but not yours because you are special!”
If the crazy zombie pony said so….
“I am…?”
“Totally, dude. Come on…Come on…we have to get going. Don’t know when the unicorns are going to show up,” The zombie pony said as he grabbed his pant leg and pulled it.
“Okay…I am coming…uhh…what is your name?” He said as he tucked his pant leg away.
“Andy. What is yours?” Andy the zombie pony said as he danced around him.
“Sam.”
“Well, nice to meet you, dude!”
Andy turned around and walked across the meadow into the tree line.
“Come on, dude!”
“Coming!” He shouted as he followed Andy. At least the trees were normal size and didn’t make him feel like a giant. His eyes looked around his surroundings. It almost reminded him of the forest that he and Dean played in during the summer months. The lack of life bothered him. There wasn’t a cricket or bird in sight.
It didn’t take him long to catch up with Andy since the dude was kind of small.
“So, what is your world like? She doesn’t tell us about them.”
“The Impala?”
Andy stopped and turned around and looked up. It was kind of strange and creepy in its own way.
“Is that her name?”
“That is what we call her.”
“Funny name.”
“We don’t seem to think so. In my homeworld, it is a name of a car.”
“Really?....What is a car?”
“It is a ton of plastic and metal that people use to get places.”
“Really?! That is totally awesome. It sucks being so short. It takes forever to get anywhere. Can I get one of these cars with a polar bear on it? OH! OH! Can I have a warrior princess riding the polar bear?!” Andy said with excitement.
“Sure. You can decorate anyway you want.”
“That is awesome. I want to go to your world. Can I?”
“No…I am not on my world at the moment….in fact, I am a very long way from home.”
“It must suck.”
“Very.”
“What is your world like?”
He smiled slightly at Andy’s tone. He was so excited.
“It is hard to explain. We have so many things…both good and bad. We have buildings that sketch into the sky and buildings that are underground. We have the internet and books on every topic that you can imagine. But we have factories that polluted our waters, violence and wars.”
“Like we have with the unicorns?” Andy said sadly.
“Yes.”
“Oh…What else do you have?”
“We have chocolate and dogs. We have cars and planes that fly in the air. But…”
“What?”
“I don’t think that is home.”
“But…you just described home.”
“I described what my home is surrounded by. Home is dad and my brother sitting in the den. They are sitting in front of the tv and arguing about their football team. Mom would be in the kitchen and she would be humming some Beatles song under her breath. She would be baking something. Sometimes, it would be awesome and sometimes…not so great. That is home to me.”
His words made his heart ache. Damn it…no matter what he said about home. He was going to miss home when he left for college. .
“Your home sounds nice.”
“It does…what about yours?”
“It is coming up.”
He looked up and saw a clearing up ahead. Once they broke from the tree line, he almost stepped on someone’s house. He stumbled slightly but he caught himself. He didn’t feel like killing any zombie ponies.
He looked from his feet to the village. Just wow….He felt like a giant. He could see every house until the end of the clearing. Their little shed houses reached up to his hips. He could tell each house was different. It could be the roof color or flower boxes hanging outside of the door.
“Wait here…I am going to get Ellen,” Andy said before he disappeared into the village. He watched him zig and zag through the streets. He could understand why Andy didn’t want to take him with him. He could destroy their houses without even trying. He didn’t want that at all.
He felt something tuck at his pants. He looked down to see a smaller zombie pony than Andy staring at him.
“Uhh…hey?” He said with a wave.
The little zombie pony’s eyes widened then took off. It ran until it disappeared into a house.
Now, he knew have the giant from Jack in the Beanstalk felt.
-*********-
Dean remembered visiting his brother in the hospital. In the beginning, he had to wear gloves, mask, and a funny robe. He hated the gloves…they made his hands sweaty and itchy. But he wasn’t going to leave his brother.
He learned his lesson this time.
He promised himself right then and there.
He would protect Sammy no matter what.
-*********-
Dean sighed in relief as he wiped his forehead. Finally, he got that pipe on. Damn thing kept popping loose when they would fix another part of the ship. He knew that they need a new pipe but they didn’t have any spare parts hanging around. So, it is using what you have even if it is nothing.
He sighed.
Their landing seemed to do a number on the pipes. Overall, the damage wasn’t as bad as everyone feared. Most of it was cosmetic damage which was great and all.
His main focus was his brother.
He has been out for awhile now that made him very nervous. He heard the door slide open behind him.
“Dean? We need you,” Cas said as appeared into view.
“What is wrong?” He said as he put away the wrench in his toolbox.
Maybe, it is a habit or something. But he liked his tools all in one place. Before he organized it, the storage area was a totally mess. He knew that Gabriel and Cas weren’t handymen or something. His dad drilled into his head that if you take care of your tools, they will take care of you.
Good motto to follow if you asked him.
Never failed him yet.
“I do not know. Missouri said something is coming.”
“Does she know what it is?”
“She said that it is something evil.”
“That is kind of vague.”
“Yes, it is. Come…we need to get the weapons,” Cas said as he turned to leave.
“Weapons?” He said as he followed
Where in the hell did they keep the weapons? He hasn’t seen a single weapon on this ship. One of the first things that him and his brother did was check out the entire ship. Of course, it could be possible that his definition of a weapon could be totally different than Cas.
If Cas pulled out a spoon or something, he will laugh.
Or scream…whatever in the hell came first.
Dude…Cas just entered the storage room. What the hell? Quickly, he followed Cas in. He was staring at one of the empty walls. He reached and did some weird tapping thing on it. The wall seemed to cave into itself to reveal a whole crap load of weapons.
Some things he wasn’t sure how they worked but they looked totally badass.
He wanted to use the one that laser gun and a machine gun cross together. His hands reached over to grab it.
“No. You need this. Do you know how to use it?” Cas said as he picked up a shotgun….or at least that he thought it was one. Maybe, it was his cousin.
“Yes.”
He took the gun and tested it in his hands.
It felt good in his hands. It was like the guns that he and dad used when they went hunting. They tried to get Sammy involved but he would always cry when they killed a Bambi.
So, they just made him sit in the car or stay home with Mom.
Now, he is about to use those skills to save himself and the others.
“Here…” Cas said as he handed him several things of ammo. He took the ammo and put it in his jacket pocket.
“Nice…anything else?”
He handed him a leather pouch of something. He took it and rolled it in his hand. He opened to see what it was. It kind looked like salt…or maybe sugar.
“This will make sprits depart.”
“Salt?”
Cas nodded.
Hell, he heard crazier things.
“Anything else?”
He got handed a flare gun next.
Done just as much crazy things too.
-***********-
Sam hated hospitals.
He hated hospitals before he had to spend months in one. His first real memory of a hospital is when they had to hold him down in order to give him a shot. The smell bothered him and all of the white walls.
For month, he couldn’t move. He couldn’t get away from the needles or the white walls and strange smells. It would just hurt so much to fight or move. His body would itch in places that he couldn’t reach. The scars left on his body made him feel ugly. He remembered the looks on their faces when they pulled away the bandages. He saw the looks. No matter what his family said. He just knew…he knew by the looks of pity.
He was a freak.
He didn’t go swimming….no matter how much his brother would want too. He never removed his shirt unless it was a life or death situation. He would wear long sleeve shirts when ever possible. Sometimes, he couldn’t because even the Kansas heat would get to him.
Still…He never wanted people to see it. Not now…Not ever.
Even years later, he still hated hospitals but most of all…he hated himself.
-*********-
Sam was getting slightly creep out by all of the zombie ponies that started to surrounded him. It probably didn’t help that they were in different states of decay either. Some didn’t have tails…or ears…or eyes…or other body parts.
What creeped him out most? It was their glowing red eyes. None of them were talked to him even when he said hey.
He was totally freaking out by the zombie ponies.
“See Ellen?! Told you so,” Andy’s voice shouted through the crowd. He couldn’t make out which pony was Ellen until the crowd moved aside. Ellen was slightly smaller than Andy. Her fur was dark brown and she had brown eyes…amazing enough, she had both eyes. She could almost pull off being a normal pony if it wasn’t for her missing hinder leg.
She eyed him up and down.
“So you are, Sam?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
He could have sworn that Ellen was smiling at him but he couldn’t tell.
“It was hard to believe Andy sometimes. He likes to eat the wild plants that aren’t that good for him,” Ellen’s eyes locked onto Andy while she said that.
Andy just looked a little sheepish.
“Now all you…Get!” Ellen said as she looked around at the other ponies.
Andy wasn’t kidding when he said that she was the leader. The crowd of ponies broke up and disappeared back into their houses. The only ones left was him, Andy, and Ellen. Ellen turned back to him.
“The Impala send you here, didn’t she?” Ellen said.
“You know the Impala?”
“Not directly…no. She is hard to explain. She is connected to many things…people, places, and things. She has many forms as well….ship, car…a toy. It depends on her mood.”
“Then why did she send me here?’
“To protect you…to let your mind heal but don’t think the unicorns will let you.”
“Why?”
“Because they are coming.”
He can’t believe that he is asking this question.
“Why are the unicorns trying to destroy you…and me?”
“Because they think that we are poison…that we have no right to exist. They want this world to be full with rainbows and glitter. We have a right to exist even if we are different.”
He was about to ask another question when a loud horn was blow. He heard shouting and zombie ponies moving back.
“Andy! Take Sam and run!” Ellen shouted before taking off.
Andy ran over and grabbed his hand with his teeth.
“We need to go.”
“I can’t leave you guys to fight them by yourselves.”
“We have been doing for a long time. We will be fine. We are worried about you.”
“Why?” He said as he scrambled to his feet.
“Because we just are. Now come on, dude!” Andy said as he took off.
He didn’t want to leave them. For all that he knew, they could be the bad guys. But his gut told him otherwise.
And damn, for a little guy, Andy can move when he wanted too. He was in a full fledge run after Andy. Suddenly, Andy stopped in his tracks.
“DUCK!” Andy said with a duck. He stumbled to the ground and covered his head. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a flash of a rainbow and loud crack. He lifted his head to see a burned spot on the ground with glitter covering the ground where grass once grew.
Damn….
“Well…well…well…what do we have here? Isn’t it our little friend, Andy,” A black unicorn said as he came into view. Damn, that thing was huge and packed with muscle.
“Jake,” Andy said.
He could hear the tremble in his voice. The poor guy was afraid. He scrambled to his feet.
“Why don’t you pick on someone your own size?!” He shouted and waved his arms about.
Jake the unicorn snarled at him and charged at him.
“Sam, no!” Andy shouted.
He scrambled to get out of the way but the unicorn was too fast. He knocked against the tree. He winced as the oxygen got knocked out of his lungs.
“This isn’t your business!” Jake said as he stomped his hoof on the ground.
“Leave him alone!’ Andy said as he jumped on Jake’s back.
How in the hell did he jump so far and so fast? Was Andy secretly a ninja or something?
Jake tried to twisted and turned to get rid of him but Andy was holding fast by biting onto his hair. The unicorn was get more and more angry. Finally, he slammed his back against one of the trees and knocked Andy off. Andy hit the tree and didn’t move.
Jake lowered his head and was about to swing it.
One touch of that horn would probably end Andy. He scrambled to his feet and put himself between Andy and Jake.
He threw himself over Andy. He felt this intense pain in his back. His body and his thoughts seemed disjointed.
There was one thing that he could do…he screamed.
-********-
Dean’s head snapped when he heard his brother’s scream. He and Cas took positions by the exit of the ship. He didn’t think the thing was going to come through the door but hell, why not?
“Sam…Sammy!” He said as he scrambled to his feet.
“NO! You must stay in position!” Cas snapped.
“What hell about my brother?!”
Cas grabbed his arm and tightened his grip.
“There is nothing that you can do for your brother. Missouri and Jessica are there for them. You must have faith in them.”
A part of him wanted to rip Cas into little pieces. Another part of him agreed with him. The best way to protect Sammy is to protect the ship from whatever is coming.
“Fine…but my brother better be alright.”
“He will be.”
He wasn’t a fool. He could hear the doubt in his voice.
Suddenly, he heard a loud banging on the door which was followed by a roar. Then it stopped which was weird in his mind but hell, he wasn’t picky.
“Should we check it out?”
“We must…we can’t let the creature damage the ship.” Cas said as he walked over and tapped on a few buttons. The door opened to reveal nothing. He was kind of disappointed. He was expecting Bigfoot.
Cas stepped off the ship first then he followed. His eyes darted back and fore. Damn, this place reminded him of a damn rainforest. It was dark and quiet which creep him out quite a bit. The trees were huge that he couldn’t see the sky. Sam would feel at home here.
A small grin played on his face.
God, he would do anything to have his brother here.
“Come….” Cas said as he started walking around the ship. He tightened his hand on his gun and followed him.
When he got home, he isn’t going out of his house for a month.
Dean
His head twisted around when he heard a voice.
Dean
What the hell? He didn’t see anyone.
Dean…help me.
When he twisted back around, he caught the sight of a little boy who tangled up in some type of vines. It made his chest tighten. How long has the kid been here? A sneaky little thought popped into his head…what if the boy is a ghost…or a creature? He eyed the boy carefully. The boy looked solid. He wasn’t pale or anything like a ghost. No glowing either. He wondered if there was a damn spirit check list. He didn’t have fangs or claws. That wouldn’t make him a creature…that could make him an alien.
Joy.
But he couldn’t in good conscience leave a kid here if he was an alien either.
Dean…please….
He looked at Cas, who was busy checking things out. He turned his attention back at the boy. Slowly, he approached the boy. He didn’t want to draw attention to himself. His hands fumbled for his knife in his pocket. His eyes darted around the boy. This fucking place creep him out.
He couldn’t wait until he got out of here.
His hand tightened around the knife. He felt something wet against his cheek. IT almost made him jump out of his skin when he saw a vine hanging there.
Hell, space in general creep him out.
Dean….
“Coming, kid…You are almost as bad as Sam…,” He said as he moved to slash the vine. He cut it and there was a loud hissing noise.
“What the fuck?!” He shouted as he stumbled back. The little boy turned into the freaky mini-Swamp Thing. The thing had green vines or something for hair now. The boy’s face was nearly unrecallable. Freaking hell, it has fangs. Holy hell that thing was ugly. It was like one of those bad horror movies and he fell for it.
He wasn’t going to be the stupid blond chick.
The thing lurched for him and knocked him to the ground. Its claws tightened around his arm. He was lucky. The monster dude didn’t grab the hand with the knife in it. He stabbed the monster’s side. The monster screamed and stumbled away.
Gotcha your green bastard.
IT hissed at him and looked liked it was about to lunged again when there was a loud boom behind him. The Swamp thing roared and scrambled back into the forest.
He turned around to see Cas standing behind him with his eyes on him.
“I told you to follow me.”
“I did! I thought that the kid was in trouble.”
“The creatures here take many disguises.”
“Then fucking tell me. I am not from your world. We don’t have creatures like this at home. I don’t know anything about this stuff.”
Cas tilted his head and frowned.
“You are correct. After we get off this planet, you and your brother will learn. We will teach you. Now, come…the creature is still out there.”
He got to his feet and wiped the dirt and crap off of him.
“Wonderful.”
God, he hated space.
-*********-
Dean remembered the first day that Sam got out of the hospital. They rolled him out of his room in his wheelchair. He smiled sweetly at the nurse lady to see if he could roll Sam out. She made all sort of noises saying that was so sweet of him and he is an awesome big brother.
He grinned as he took the handles from the nurse and started racing Sam down the hallway.
The best sound in the world was his brother’s laughing.
IT sucked when they got to the car.
He wasn’t allowed to move much because of those ugly bandages.
But he looked so happy when he got out of there that he didn’t pay attention to when they pulled up to their new house.
He was thankful for small things.
¬-********-
Sam groaned as he woke up. His back seemed to throb with pain. His hand reached back to check if anything was there. It was whole but the throbbing told him otherwise. He wondered if Andy was alright. He should be since zombies are…technically dead. His eyes widened as he jolted up. He grasped as he stared at the burning ceiling. His stomach twisted and turned. He didn’t fear fire like Dean was afraid of flying.
But he had a healthy for respect for it.
His eyes moved from the ceiling to the room. It was his bedroom. The flames were dancing around the room. He remembered that he was able to get the door opened and got into the hallway. His eyes fell onto the door. He blinked when he saw Andy standing there.
“Andy? You are okay.” He said with a smile.
“Of course, dude,” Andy said as he turned to look at the door.
“What is it?”
“Once you open this door, there is no going back, Sam.”
“What is it?”
Slowly, he approached the door. He stared at the ordinary door.
“What is behind it?”
“Secrets, switches, and unicorns. Sorry, dude…I can’t be there to help you out.”
He smiled a little.
“Pity, dude…you were like a ninja.”
The zombie pony’s chest puffed up with pride.
“I am an awesome ninja.”
He laughed then the laughter died down.
“You are.”
His hand reached out and grabbed it.
“Are they worth it?” He asked.
“That is for you to decide. But you got to remember…you have friends now. These scars that you carry…you don’t have to carry them along.”
He took a deep breath and turned the handle. The door swing open to reveal his grandpa and grandma’s bodies on the floor. He remembered his four years self screaming and crying…then he looked up.
His eyes widened when he saw a figure standing there. His back was turned to him but he could make out the green reptile type skin and gray hair. When he finally turned to face him, a pair of yellow eyes stared at him. The creature smiled.
“Hello, Sammy. Did you miss me?”
His reply was a scream.
-***********-
Dean was afraid when the house exploded that dad and Sammy wouldn’t come out.
He cling to his mom’s hand and waited….and waited.
He heard the sirens coming.
He wanted his dad and brother.
He watched as the flames got higher and higher.
Suddenly, he saw them. Dad was holding Sam in his arms.
He was never so happy in his life.
-***********-
Dean couldn’t believe what he was seeing.
He thought that swamp thing was creepy. This guy looked like something that was caught on fire. His skin was black and burned.
“Shot it!” Cas shouted.
The monster movie wantabe threw Cas into a tree. He was having trouble getting up from the ground. He pointed his gun and shot it but the damn bastard was fast. It grabbed him and threw him onto the ground.
He rolled over until he hit something. His hand felt around for it.
It felt familiar. He realized that it was Cas’s weapon. His hand wrapped around it. He felt something roll him onto his back. The creature was leaning over and almost grinning.
Creepy son of a bitch.
He twisted the gun around and pulled the trigger. He saw the flash and smelt the faint odor of gun powder. The creature hissed as it stumbled back. It was cling to his chest before it burst into flames.
Take that you smelly ugly son of a bitch.
Once he realized that the guy was toasted, he ran over to Cas and helped him up. He threw the guy’s arm over his shoulder and started guiding toward the entrance of the ship.
“Despite the earlier incident, you did quite well, Dean,” Cas said.
“Thanks.”
“You still must learn not to throw yourself at monsters.”
He chuckled.
“I try.”
“IF you are done with your heart to heart, the Impala is ready to go,” Bobby shouted through the intercom.
“Wonderful.”
“Also Dean…your brother is awake.”
He couldn’t move fast enough to get to the entrance.
End of part 4b
onto part 5
By: M14Mouse
Artist: Serenda_art
Beta: Solarbear614
Gene: SPN AU Gen
Rating: PG-13 for language and violence
Word Count: 20,200
Warning: Zombie ponies and unicorns
Summary: Sam and Dean are ordinary brothers from an ordinary planet called Earth. Until the aliens came and took them away.
-*******-
Sam didn’t go Grandma and Grandpa’s funerals. He was still in the hospital. He remembered months later, standing at their graves. Mom was crying and trying to explain that they were gone and they were watching them from heaven. At the time, his four year old mind couldn’t understand why they were gone. He didn’t know that they died in the fire. He didn’t know that they died being trapped in the basement.
He did know that he wouldn’t have Grandma’s awesome apple pie anymore or hear about Grandpa’s exciting adventures around the world.
He knew that he was only one left alive to see him.
-*******-
Sam felt something soft under him which was strange since the Impala’s floor was hard and wasn’t comfortable at all. Then he felt something wet pressed against his cheek. His eyes flutter open then close for a moment then he groaned.
He felt like he got hit with a planet.
The wet pressure against his check increased which finally forced him to open his eyes.
Holy Crap!
His eyes widened then he scrambled to his feet. He looked down at…hell, he wasn’t even sure what it was.
It looked liked a decaying little pony. The thing came up to his knee. Its fur was matted up. Its tail looked liked it got chewed on by a dog. There were open sores all along its body. He thought one of its eyes is missing. He didn’t want to lean over to find out.
It kind of reminded him of a zombie. Do zombie ponies even exist?
He started laughing. Well, he is on a space ship with a crazy prince, his bodyguard type brother, a hot nurse, a psychic cook, and a pilot that curses worse than a sailor.
This couldn’t get any weird.
“Hey! It was about time that you woke up. I thought that you were dead for a moment. Damn dude, why are you so tall!” The zombie pony said.
Okay, he should have really kept his mouth shut.
-*********-
Dean groaned as he woke up. God, his head was pounding. He rubbed his head and looked around at that totally mess. The smell of smoke fulls the air. He could see the sparks from the pipes and the walls. Fucking hell…it is going to take him and Sammy forever to clean up this mess.
“SAMMY!” He said as he scrambled to his feet.
He couldn’t see anyone with this damn smoke as he darted across the room. Cas looked like that he was busy checking out the pipes. More power to him. He passed by Gabriel who were hovering over Bobby. The guy looked liked crap. Even for an alien, he could tell that he was out of it. His eyes were glazed over and he couldn’t seem to focus on anything. The blood was matted to his hair and bread.
He looked from Bobby to see Sam was lying on the floor. His head was sitting in Missouri’s lap. While Bobby looked like crap, Sammy looked like shit. His skin was pale. There was blood dripping from nose and ears. The thing that freaked him out the most was how still his brother was.
His brother was always in motion even in his sleep.
Right now, he looked….dead.
That thought alone made him sick.
“Sammy….” He said as he dropped to his knees. His hands reached over to grab him….to shake him. Do anything for him to wake up.
“He is alive, hon. He is just….,” Missouri said as she looked from Sam to him.
“He is in a coma,” Bobby’s words mumbled out.
He twisted around to look at Bobby.
“What?! Get him out of it!”
“I can’t, you idijit. Impala did it.”
“Why?”
Bobby maybe out of it but he could still anyone his pissed off look.
“To protect him. The Impala doesn’t like people mess with her controls.”
“If it wasn’t for Sam, we will all have been fried!”
“Like she didn’t know that! Why do you think that she put him in a coma?! It wasn’t for her health?! His mind needs to heal. One has done its healing, he will wake up.”
“What if he doesn’t wake up?”
“He will, son. He will.”
He heard the door slide open and Jessica appeared in view. She was holding a bag in her hand. Gabriel moved out of the way. She glanced over Sam and Bobby. She looked tore for a moment before she turned toward Bobby. She opened her bag and getting bandages out. He turned away from her and looked back at his brother.
Glad to see her true colors come out.
Damn, bitch.
He felt something hit his shoulder hard.
“OUCH!”
He looked up at an angry Missouri.
“Boy, don’t think those thoughts around me. Your brother is going to be fine. You don’t have to take it out on me or anyone else,” Missouri said in a stern tone.
Damn…bi…
OUCH!
He rubbed his shoulder after she hit it again. He eyed her like she was crazy.
“As much as I love to watch a good slap fight, I like to know where we are,” Gabriel said as he drink from a flask that he had in his pocket.
“We are on one of the planets in the Purgatory Belt,” Bobby said with a mumble.
He had no clue what the Purgatory Belt was but those guys look scared and ready to bolt.
“Okay, the guy from another galaxy like to know what so scary about Purgatory Belt? Because you guys look like you are going to piss your pants.”
“Purgatory Belt is where the nasty of the creatures live. Even your worst nightmares can’t beat some of the monsters here. Sammy boy landed us right in the middle of this system. Possible this is a sign that I need to get drunk now,” Gabriel said with a sigh.
“She said that Sam wanted to go to a place that the Demonites wouldn’t go. Got to say the boy knew how to pick them. They won’t follow us here. And you…not a chance in hell are you getting out of this, boy. You are going to help fix her up,” Bobby said angrily.
“Come on, Bobby…I’m joking,” Gabriel said as he threw up his arms.
“What about Sam?” He said.
“There isn’t much we can do. We will make him comfortable until he wakes,” Jessica said.
That was just great.
He hates space.
-********-
Grandpa and Grandma’s funerals were the first ones that Dean ever went too. He remembered mom and dad argued about him going with them. He remembered the endless sea of black as far as he could see. The crying…the crying wouldn’t stop. Dad kept handing mom tissues. He didn’t remember much of the words of other people or even the pastor.
He did remember one set of words. Maybe, it was how the pastor said it or the setting. It gave him nightmares for months after. Mom and dad talked about therapy but the nightmares slowly disappeared especially when Sam came back from the hospital.
Every once in awhile, he could still hear the words in that old pastor’s voice.
Ash to Ash
Dust to Dust.
-************-
“So, where am I? Because the last thing that I remember is someone attacking the Impala…,” Sam said as he looked down….way down at the zombie pony…thing.
Dean will never know about this because he knew that he wouldn’t stop making fun of him if he did.
“You are in between. She wanted to protect you,” The zombie pony said.
“From what?”
“The bad things…possible the unicorns.”
Did he hear that right…..
“Did you say the unicorns?”
“Yup…don’t let the rainbows and glitter fool you. They are out to take over the world.”
“….Right…And you are going to stop them?”
“No….Ellen and Jo are our leaders. They are a mother and daughter team and they are totally awesome. They totally kick some unicorn’s ass. I just worked at the diner…sometimes. Sometimes, I do free lance stuff because of my super powers.”
A zombie pony with super powers…sure….why not? Anything was possible here. He was going to ask because he was so damn curious.
“What…is your super power?”
“Oh, I can control minds but not yours because you are special!”
If the crazy zombie pony said so….
“I am…?”
“Totally, dude. Come on…Come on…we have to get going. Don’t know when the unicorns are going to show up,” The zombie pony said as he grabbed his pant leg and pulled it.
“Okay…I am coming…uhh…what is your name?” He said as he tucked his pant leg away.
“Andy. What is yours?” Andy the zombie pony said as he danced around him.
“Sam.”
“Well, nice to meet you, dude!”
Andy turned around and walked across the meadow into the tree line.
“Come on, dude!”
“Coming!” He shouted as he followed Andy. At least the trees were normal size and didn’t make him feel like a giant. His eyes looked around his surroundings. It almost reminded him of the forest that he and Dean played in during the summer months. The lack of life bothered him. There wasn’t a cricket or bird in sight.
It didn’t take him long to catch up with Andy since the dude was kind of small.
“So, what is your world like? She doesn’t tell us about them.”
“The Impala?”
Andy stopped and turned around and looked up. It was kind of strange and creepy in its own way.
“Is that her name?”
“That is what we call her.”
“Funny name.”
“We don’t seem to think so. In my homeworld, it is a name of a car.”
“Really?....What is a car?”
“It is a ton of plastic and metal that people use to get places.”
“Really?! That is totally awesome. It sucks being so short. It takes forever to get anywhere. Can I get one of these cars with a polar bear on it? OH! OH! Can I have a warrior princess riding the polar bear?!” Andy said with excitement.
“Sure. You can decorate anyway you want.”
“That is awesome. I want to go to your world. Can I?”
“No…I am not on my world at the moment….in fact, I am a very long way from home.”
“It must suck.”
“Very.”
“What is your world like?”
He smiled slightly at Andy’s tone. He was so excited.
“It is hard to explain. We have so many things…both good and bad. We have buildings that sketch into the sky and buildings that are underground. We have the internet and books on every topic that you can imagine. But we have factories that polluted our waters, violence and wars.”
“Like we have with the unicorns?” Andy said sadly.
“Yes.”
“Oh…What else do you have?”
“We have chocolate and dogs. We have cars and planes that fly in the air. But…”
“What?”
“I don’t think that is home.”
“But…you just described home.”
“I described what my home is surrounded by. Home is dad and my brother sitting in the den. They are sitting in front of the tv and arguing about their football team. Mom would be in the kitchen and she would be humming some Beatles song under her breath. She would be baking something. Sometimes, it would be awesome and sometimes…not so great. That is home to me.”
His words made his heart ache. Damn it…no matter what he said about home. He was going to miss home when he left for college. .
“Your home sounds nice.”
“It does…what about yours?”
“It is coming up.”
He looked up and saw a clearing up ahead. Once they broke from the tree line, he almost stepped on someone’s house. He stumbled slightly but he caught himself. He didn’t feel like killing any zombie ponies.
He looked from his feet to the village. Just wow….He felt like a giant. He could see every house until the end of the clearing. Their little shed houses reached up to his hips. He could tell each house was different. It could be the roof color or flower boxes hanging outside of the door.
“Wait here…I am going to get Ellen,” Andy said before he disappeared into the village. He watched him zig and zag through the streets. He could understand why Andy didn’t want to take him with him. He could destroy their houses without even trying. He didn’t want that at all.
He felt something tuck at his pants. He looked down to see a smaller zombie pony than Andy staring at him.
“Uhh…hey?” He said with a wave.
The little zombie pony’s eyes widened then took off. It ran until it disappeared into a house.
Now, he knew have the giant from Jack in the Beanstalk felt.
-*********-
Dean remembered visiting his brother in the hospital. In the beginning, he had to wear gloves, mask, and a funny robe. He hated the gloves…they made his hands sweaty and itchy. But he wasn’t going to leave his brother.
He learned his lesson this time.
He promised himself right then and there.
He would protect Sammy no matter what.
-*********-
Dean sighed in relief as he wiped his forehead. Finally, he got that pipe on. Damn thing kept popping loose when they would fix another part of the ship. He knew that they need a new pipe but they didn’t have any spare parts hanging around. So, it is using what you have even if it is nothing.
He sighed.
Their landing seemed to do a number on the pipes. Overall, the damage wasn’t as bad as everyone feared. Most of it was cosmetic damage which was great and all.
His main focus was his brother.
He has been out for awhile now that made him very nervous. He heard the door slide open behind him.
“Dean? We need you,” Cas said as appeared into view.
“What is wrong?” He said as he put away the wrench in his toolbox.
Maybe, it is a habit or something. But he liked his tools all in one place. Before he organized it, the storage area was a totally mess. He knew that Gabriel and Cas weren’t handymen or something. His dad drilled into his head that if you take care of your tools, they will take care of you.
Good motto to follow if you asked him.
Never failed him yet.
“I do not know. Missouri said something is coming.”
“Does she know what it is?”
“She said that it is something evil.”
“That is kind of vague.”
“Yes, it is. Come…we need to get the weapons,” Cas said as he turned to leave.
“Weapons?” He said as he followed
Where in the hell did they keep the weapons? He hasn’t seen a single weapon on this ship. One of the first things that him and his brother did was check out the entire ship. Of course, it could be possible that his definition of a weapon could be totally different than Cas.
If Cas pulled out a spoon or something, he will laugh.
Or scream…whatever in the hell came first.
Dude…Cas just entered the storage room. What the hell? Quickly, he followed Cas in. He was staring at one of the empty walls. He reached and did some weird tapping thing on it. The wall seemed to cave into itself to reveal a whole crap load of weapons.
Some things he wasn’t sure how they worked but they looked totally badass.
He wanted to use the one that laser gun and a machine gun cross together. His hands reached over to grab it.
“No. You need this. Do you know how to use it?” Cas said as he picked up a shotgun….or at least that he thought it was one. Maybe, it was his cousin.
“Yes.”
He took the gun and tested it in his hands.
It felt good in his hands. It was like the guns that he and dad used when they went hunting. They tried to get Sammy involved but he would always cry when they killed a Bambi.
So, they just made him sit in the car or stay home with Mom.
Now, he is about to use those skills to save himself and the others.
“Here…” Cas said as he handed him several things of ammo. He took the ammo and put it in his jacket pocket.
“Nice…anything else?”
He handed him a leather pouch of something. He took it and rolled it in his hand. He opened to see what it was. It kind looked like salt…or maybe sugar.
“This will make sprits depart.”
“Salt?”
Cas nodded.
Hell, he heard crazier things.
“Anything else?”
He got handed a flare gun next.
Done just as much crazy things too.
-***********-
Sam hated hospitals.
He hated hospitals before he had to spend months in one. His first real memory of a hospital is when they had to hold him down in order to give him a shot. The smell bothered him and all of the white walls.
For month, he couldn’t move. He couldn’t get away from the needles or the white walls and strange smells. It would just hurt so much to fight or move. His body would itch in places that he couldn’t reach. The scars left on his body made him feel ugly. He remembered the looks on their faces when they pulled away the bandages. He saw the looks. No matter what his family said. He just knew…he knew by the looks of pity.
He was a freak.
He didn’t go swimming….no matter how much his brother would want too. He never removed his shirt unless it was a life or death situation. He would wear long sleeve shirts when ever possible. Sometimes, he couldn’t because even the Kansas heat would get to him.
Still…He never wanted people to see it. Not now…Not ever.
Even years later, he still hated hospitals but most of all…he hated himself.
-*********-
Sam was getting slightly creep out by all of the zombie ponies that started to surrounded him. It probably didn’t help that they were in different states of decay either. Some didn’t have tails…or ears…or eyes…or other body parts.
What creeped him out most? It was their glowing red eyes. None of them were talked to him even when he said hey.
He was totally freaking out by the zombie ponies.
“See Ellen?! Told you so,” Andy’s voice shouted through the crowd. He couldn’t make out which pony was Ellen until the crowd moved aside. Ellen was slightly smaller than Andy. Her fur was dark brown and she had brown eyes…amazing enough, she had both eyes. She could almost pull off being a normal pony if it wasn’t for her missing hinder leg.
She eyed him up and down.
“So you are, Sam?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
He could have sworn that Ellen was smiling at him but he couldn’t tell.
“It was hard to believe Andy sometimes. He likes to eat the wild plants that aren’t that good for him,” Ellen’s eyes locked onto Andy while she said that.
Andy just looked a little sheepish.
“Now all you…Get!” Ellen said as she looked around at the other ponies.
Andy wasn’t kidding when he said that she was the leader. The crowd of ponies broke up and disappeared back into their houses. The only ones left was him, Andy, and Ellen. Ellen turned back to him.
“The Impala send you here, didn’t she?” Ellen said.
“You know the Impala?”
“Not directly…no. She is hard to explain. She is connected to many things…people, places, and things. She has many forms as well….ship, car…a toy. It depends on her mood.”
“Then why did she send me here?’
“To protect you…to let your mind heal but don’t think the unicorns will let you.”
“Why?”
“Because they are coming.”
He can’t believe that he is asking this question.
“Why are the unicorns trying to destroy you…and me?”
“Because they think that we are poison…that we have no right to exist. They want this world to be full with rainbows and glitter. We have a right to exist even if we are different.”
He was about to ask another question when a loud horn was blow. He heard shouting and zombie ponies moving back.
“Andy! Take Sam and run!” Ellen shouted before taking off.
Andy ran over and grabbed his hand with his teeth.
“We need to go.”
“I can’t leave you guys to fight them by yourselves.”
“We have been doing for a long time. We will be fine. We are worried about you.”
“Why?” He said as he scrambled to his feet.
“Because we just are. Now come on, dude!” Andy said as he took off.
He didn’t want to leave them. For all that he knew, they could be the bad guys. But his gut told him otherwise.
And damn, for a little guy, Andy can move when he wanted too. He was in a full fledge run after Andy. Suddenly, Andy stopped in his tracks.
“DUCK!” Andy said with a duck. He stumbled to the ground and covered his head. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a flash of a rainbow and loud crack. He lifted his head to see a burned spot on the ground with glitter covering the ground where grass once grew.
Damn….
“Well…well…well…what do we have here? Isn’t it our little friend, Andy,” A black unicorn said as he came into view. Damn, that thing was huge and packed with muscle.
“Jake,” Andy said.
He could hear the tremble in his voice. The poor guy was afraid. He scrambled to his feet.
“Why don’t you pick on someone your own size?!” He shouted and waved his arms about.
Jake the unicorn snarled at him and charged at him.
“Sam, no!” Andy shouted.
He scrambled to get out of the way but the unicorn was too fast. He knocked against the tree. He winced as the oxygen got knocked out of his lungs.
“This isn’t your business!” Jake said as he stomped his hoof on the ground.
“Leave him alone!’ Andy said as he jumped on Jake’s back.
How in the hell did he jump so far and so fast? Was Andy secretly a ninja or something?
Jake tried to twisted and turned to get rid of him but Andy was holding fast by biting onto his hair. The unicorn was get more and more angry. Finally, he slammed his back against one of the trees and knocked Andy off. Andy hit the tree and didn’t move.
Jake lowered his head and was about to swing it.
One touch of that horn would probably end Andy. He scrambled to his feet and put himself between Andy and Jake.
He threw himself over Andy. He felt this intense pain in his back. His body and his thoughts seemed disjointed.
There was one thing that he could do…he screamed.
-********-
Dean’s head snapped when he heard his brother’s scream. He and Cas took positions by the exit of the ship. He didn’t think the thing was going to come through the door but hell, why not?
“Sam…Sammy!” He said as he scrambled to his feet.
“NO! You must stay in position!” Cas snapped.
“What hell about my brother?!”
Cas grabbed his arm and tightened his grip.
“There is nothing that you can do for your brother. Missouri and Jessica are there for them. You must have faith in them.”
A part of him wanted to rip Cas into little pieces. Another part of him agreed with him. The best way to protect Sammy is to protect the ship from whatever is coming.
“Fine…but my brother better be alright.”
“He will be.”
He wasn’t a fool. He could hear the doubt in his voice.
Suddenly, he heard a loud banging on the door which was followed by a roar. Then it stopped which was weird in his mind but hell, he wasn’t picky.
“Should we check it out?”
“We must…we can’t let the creature damage the ship.” Cas said as he walked over and tapped on a few buttons. The door opened to reveal nothing. He was kind of disappointed. He was expecting Bigfoot.
Cas stepped off the ship first then he followed. His eyes darted back and fore. Damn, this place reminded him of a damn rainforest. It was dark and quiet which creep him out quite a bit. The trees were huge that he couldn’t see the sky. Sam would feel at home here.
A small grin played on his face.
God, he would do anything to have his brother here.
“Come….” Cas said as he started walking around the ship. He tightened his hand on his gun and followed him.
When he got home, he isn’t going out of his house for a month.
Dean
His head twisted around when he heard a voice.
Dean
What the hell? He didn’t see anyone.
Dean…help me.
When he twisted back around, he caught the sight of a little boy who tangled up in some type of vines. It made his chest tighten. How long has the kid been here? A sneaky little thought popped into his head…what if the boy is a ghost…or a creature? He eyed the boy carefully. The boy looked solid. He wasn’t pale or anything like a ghost. No glowing either. He wondered if there was a damn spirit check list. He didn’t have fangs or claws. That wouldn’t make him a creature…that could make him an alien.
Joy.
But he couldn’t in good conscience leave a kid here if he was an alien either.
Dean…please….
He looked at Cas, who was busy checking things out. He turned his attention back at the boy. Slowly, he approached the boy. He didn’t want to draw attention to himself. His hands fumbled for his knife in his pocket. His eyes darted around the boy. This fucking place creep him out.
He couldn’t wait until he got out of here.
His hand tightened around the knife. He felt something wet against his cheek. IT almost made him jump out of his skin when he saw a vine hanging there.
Hell, space in general creep him out.
Dean….
“Coming, kid…You are almost as bad as Sam…,” He said as he moved to slash the vine. He cut it and there was a loud hissing noise.
“What the fuck?!” He shouted as he stumbled back. The little boy turned into the freaky mini-Swamp Thing. The thing had green vines or something for hair now. The boy’s face was nearly unrecallable. Freaking hell, it has fangs. Holy hell that thing was ugly. It was like one of those bad horror movies and he fell for it.
He wasn’t going to be the stupid blond chick.
The thing lurched for him and knocked him to the ground. Its claws tightened around his arm. He was lucky. The monster dude didn’t grab the hand with the knife in it. He stabbed the monster’s side. The monster screamed and stumbled away.
Gotcha your green bastard.
IT hissed at him and looked liked it was about to lunged again when there was a loud boom behind him. The Swamp thing roared and scrambled back into the forest.
He turned around to see Cas standing behind him with his eyes on him.
“I told you to follow me.”
“I did! I thought that the kid was in trouble.”
“The creatures here take many disguises.”
“Then fucking tell me. I am not from your world. We don’t have creatures like this at home. I don’t know anything about this stuff.”
Cas tilted his head and frowned.
“You are correct. After we get off this planet, you and your brother will learn. We will teach you. Now, come…the creature is still out there.”
He got to his feet and wiped the dirt and crap off of him.
“Wonderful.”
God, he hated space.
-*********-
Dean remembered the first day that Sam got out of the hospital. They rolled him out of his room in his wheelchair. He smiled sweetly at the nurse lady to see if he could roll Sam out. She made all sort of noises saying that was so sweet of him and he is an awesome big brother.
He grinned as he took the handles from the nurse and started racing Sam down the hallway.
The best sound in the world was his brother’s laughing.
IT sucked when they got to the car.
He wasn’t allowed to move much because of those ugly bandages.
But he looked so happy when he got out of there that he didn’t pay attention to when they pulled up to their new house.
He was thankful for small things.
¬-********-
Sam groaned as he woke up. His back seemed to throb with pain. His hand reached back to check if anything was there. It was whole but the throbbing told him otherwise. He wondered if Andy was alright. He should be since zombies are…technically dead. His eyes widened as he jolted up. He grasped as he stared at the burning ceiling. His stomach twisted and turned. He didn’t fear fire like Dean was afraid of flying.
But he had a healthy for respect for it.
His eyes moved from the ceiling to the room. It was his bedroom. The flames were dancing around the room. He remembered that he was able to get the door opened and got into the hallway. His eyes fell onto the door. He blinked when he saw Andy standing there.
“Andy? You are okay.” He said with a smile.
“Of course, dude,” Andy said as he turned to look at the door.
“What is it?”
“Once you open this door, there is no going back, Sam.”
“What is it?”
Slowly, he approached the door. He stared at the ordinary door.
“What is behind it?”
“Secrets, switches, and unicorns. Sorry, dude…I can’t be there to help you out.”
He smiled a little.
“Pity, dude…you were like a ninja.”
The zombie pony’s chest puffed up with pride.
“I am an awesome ninja.”
He laughed then the laughter died down.
“You are.”
His hand reached out and grabbed it.
“Are they worth it?” He asked.
“That is for you to decide. But you got to remember…you have friends now. These scars that you carry…you don’t have to carry them along.”
He took a deep breath and turned the handle. The door swing open to reveal his grandpa and grandma’s bodies on the floor. He remembered his four years self screaming and crying…then he looked up.
His eyes widened when he saw a figure standing there. His back was turned to him but he could make out the green reptile type skin and gray hair. When he finally turned to face him, a pair of yellow eyes stared at him. The creature smiled.
“Hello, Sammy. Did you miss me?”
His reply was a scream.
-***********-
Dean was afraid when the house exploded that dad and Sammy wouldn’t come out.
He cling to his mom’s hand and waited….and waited.
He heard the sirens coming.
He wanted his dad and brother.
He watched as the flames got higher and higher.
Suddenly, he saw them. Dad was holding Sam in his arms.
He was never so happy in his life.
-***********-
Dean couldn’t believe what he was seeing.
He thought that swamp thing was creepy. This guy looked like something that was caught on fire. His skin was black and burned.
“Shot it!” Cas shouted.
The monster movie wantabe threw Cas into a tree. He was having trouble getting up from the ground. He pointed his gun and shot it but the damn bastard was fast. It grabbed him and threw him onto the ground.
He rolled over until he hit something. His hand felt around for it.
It felt familiar. He realized that it was Cas’s weapon. His hand wrapped around it. He felt something roll him onto his back. The creature was leaning over and almost grinning.
Creepy son of a bitch.
He twisted the gun around and pulled the trigger. He saw the flash and smelt the faint odor of gun powder. The creature hissed as it stumbled back. It was cling to his chest before it burst into flames.
Take that you smelly ugly son of a bitch.
Once he realized that the guy was toasted, he ran over to Cas and helped him up. He threw the guy’s arm over his shoulder and started guiding toward the entrance of the ship.
“Despite the earlier incident, you did quite well, Dean,” Cas said.
“Thanks.”
“You still must learn not to throw yourself at monsters.”
He chuckled.
“I try.”
“IF you are done with your heart to heart, the Impala is ready to go,” Bobby shouted through the intercom.
“Wonderful.”
“Also Dean…your brother is awake.”
He couldn’t move fast enough to get to the entrance.
End of part 4b
onto part 5