[Fic] Tassosss: Five times Dean and Tony Bumped into Each Other
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Title: Five Times Dean and Tony Bumped Into Each Other
Writer:tassosss
Status of work: complete
Characters and/or pairings: Dean Winchester, Tony Dinozzo, NCIS/Supernatural
Rating:PG
Warnings, kinks & contents: [Click to read] set post spn season 4 but no real spoilers. For NCIS, not really,
Length:2720
Summary: Five Times Dean Bumped into Tony
Reccer's notes: The first time I read this fic, the first time I asked the author is if she was planning to write more. It isn't a long fic, but it makes you wish it were because it's so rich in meaning and impact that it feels like it is.
[Short excerpt]At nine o'clock, Winchester called his brother. "Sam…Not in jail. Bus crashed and I escaped with another prisoner…You done?...Good. The search is on our tail and we need to get out these damn woods. We're barely a step ahead of the search dogs….Yeah, the phone's stolen…Probably…Pick some place with Cas…Where is he?...No, I'll do it. He usually listens to me…Shut up, bitch….Okay…See you in a few."
He flipped the phone closed and tossed it into the trees. "Cops are probably all over it," he said.
"So where we going?" asked Tony. He hoped it was close enough for Gibbs to get there in time. "I thought you didn't know the area?"
"Know it well enough," said Winchester, but Tony was starting to get a bad feeling about this. "We need to get away from the phone first." Winchester yanked him forward. Tony was getting tired of it, but he followed, asking more questions, keeping in character and generally annoying Winchester just because it felt good and kept his mind off the alternatives. Winchester told him to shut up and resorted to pulling him off balance when he'd had enough.
When they finally stopped, they were still in the woods.
"Shouldn't we be back closer to the road?" They weren't far, Tony had a decent sense of where it was, but they were nowhere near close enough for a car to find them.
Winchester shrugged again. "Close your eyes."
Shit. "No. No way." Tony was not taking his eyes off of the serial killer who was back to glaring at him before giving up with a huff.
"Fine. But I'm not paying for therapy."
And then, Tony saw proof that maybe Winchester was just as insane as his file said he was. He stepped back from Tony as far as the chain would allow them, spread his arms, and closed his eyes, face tilted to the sky.