Bridge Between Worlds (2/5) - SPN/SV/HL
Title: Bridge Between Worlds (2/5)
Author: strangevisitor7
Beta: Divas_Lament
Rated: G
Fandom: Supernatural, Smallville & Highlander
Characters: From The Immortal!Dean Universe: JD Winchester, , Richie Ryan, Mule Winchester, Dean Winchester & Chloe Sullivan.
From Divas_Lament’s Universe: Holly Winchester, Andrew Winchester
Prompt: #76 sun for crossovers100 my table is here
Disclaimer: The characters you know and love all belong to their respective creators. JD is mine and Holly is Divas_Lament’s.
Summary Bing, Bob and Dorothy I mean Richie, JD and Holly are off on the road to Metropolis to find Chloe
A/N: The rest of the Great Spawn Crossover AU can be found here.
A/N2: Other spawn adventures in the Immortal!Dean Universe can be found here. And Divas-Lament’s Holly Winchester stories can be found here.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Bridge Between Worlds: Chapter 2
“So when do I get to drive?” Holly asked. She’d been enjoying the camaraderie but after several hours in the back seat boredom was setting in.
“Yeah right,” JD huffed.
“If this is a girl thing, I swear JD -,”
Richie burst out laughing. “It’s a Dean thing and that makes it a mini-Dean thing.” He pointed at his nephew.
“Mini-Dean,” Holly giggled. “That is so true. The car, the clothes, the haircut, the middle name. Seriously, JD, get an identity.”
“Hey!” JD glared at her through the mirror. “That attitude is definitely gonna get you a turn behind the wheel.” The sarcasm was unmistakable.
“Don’t feel bad, Holly. I’ve been hunting with Dean for almost twenty years and the only time I get to drive the Impala is when he’s dead.”
Holly blanched at the casualness of the statement. “Oh right. Immortals. That must be pretty freaky watching you guys come back from the dead. ”
“You get used to it,” JD assured her as if sensing her discomfort with the idea.
“Speaking of Immortals,” Richie began hesitantly. “I was just wondering - if - you know.” He shrugged.
Holly smacked her forehead and began rummaging through her backpack. “I almost forgot.” She pulled a folder from the depths of her bag. “Andrew looked you up.”
“He did?” Richie smiled. “So I do exist in your reality. That is so cool.”
“Well, yes and no - I mean there aren’t Immortals in my world,” she said as she handed the folder Andrew had compiled across the front seat.
“What’s it say?” JD asked as he tried to glimpse the contents.
“Just watch the road,” Richie snapped.
“What’s it say, Holly?”
“Patience. Virtue.” Holly chirped.
JD huffed a “fine” before focusing his attention on the road ahead of him.
Silence permeated the car as they waited for Richie to read his file.
“Is this right?” Richie turned to look at her. “I’m married. I have kids. Kids. Me?”
“Way to go, Uncle Richie. Normal life in the other reality,” JD said as he smacked him on the knee.
Holly nodded. “Looks like you were adopted and grew up pretty middle class. You own a motorcycle repair shop and have two teenage girls. Congratulations.”
Richie returned to reading through the information without acknowledging Holly’s statement. There were even a few pictures; so there was no doubt it was him. “How did you get all this?” he asked, his voice betraying his discomfort with the reality of this alternative life.
“We know people,” she replied cryptically. No reason to tell them about her ties to people who owned supercomputers or to people who could run really fast, take some pics and be back in less than an hour. She still owed Uncle Bart for that one.
JD reached over and grabbed one of the photos. “So, that’s what you’d look like at fifty.”
Richie snatched the photo back and closed the file. He stared out the window wondering if maybe it would have been better not to know.
Holly tapped JD on the shoulder and gestured to Richie. JD shrugged and shook his head. Neither understanding why Richie was so upset by the information.
“You ok?” Holly asked. “I just thought you’d be happier - or something.”
“Sorry to disappoint.” He sent her a sad smile.
“S’okay Dean had pretty much the same reaction when he found out about me.”
Richie nodded and then came to a decision. “Turn the car around JD.”
“What? Why?”
“This is a bad idea.”
“But - ” JD sputtered.
“Now, JD!” Richie barked.
Surprised by the forcefulness of the command, JD decided that he should at least pull the car over to the side of the road so that he could focus on what was really going on.
“You gonna be ok?” JD asked once they were stopped.
Richie ran a hand through his hair. “We need to forget all about this. Chloe left and we should respect how things are in this reality.” He looked pointedly at the two teens. “And you two need to stop reality hopping.”
“I don’t accept that,” Holly said as she crossed her arms to lean on the front seat. “There’s no ‘me’ in this reality and you don’t see me getting all upset.”
“No, but you’re trying to create one, aren’t you?’ Richie surmised.
“That’s ridiculous. Uncle Dean can’t have children even if he got together with Chloe.”
Holly nodded, pointing at JD. “What he said.”
Richie shook his head. “But you are trying to at least get your family together. Trying to change how things played out in this reality.”
Holly’s eyes narrowed as she contemplated what Richie was saying. “I guess so,” she conceded. “But that doesn’t make it wrong.”
“Yeah, what she said,” JD said throwing his support behind Holly. “We need to see this through. At least give Chloe the option of tossing us out.”
Richie stared at the two teens as they put on their most pleading faces. “I am such a push over,” he sighed. “After this, the mirror goes back into storage. No more visits.”
“But Uncle Richie that means I’d never see any of you again and Andrew really wants to find out more about Immortals and Watchers.” Holly pouted just a little. “I’d really miss you guys.”
“How the hell does Dean deny you anything?” Richie laughed.
Holly giggled. “He doesn’t. But Mom? She’s a bit tougher.”
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“JD, where are we?” Richie asked as he pulled the car into the rest stop. JD may have been reluctant to let Holly behind the wheel but after three days on the road he’d almost willingly handed the keys over to Richie when the Immortal had insisted that he was going to share the driving responsibilities.
“Just give me a minute,” JD snapped as he refolded one map and reached for another.
Frustrated Richie exited the car, circled around and flung open the passenger door. He snatched the pile of maps from JD’s hands, over the teen’s protesting, “Hey” and began sorting through the papers. He stalked to the front of the car and laid the map of Kansas flat on the hood.
“If you’re going to navigate, then navigate,” he chastised as JD came to stand beside him.
“I told you to give me a minute. It’s not like I’ve been to Kansas before.”
“Me either,” Richie reminded him. Kansas was one of those states Dean avoided at every opportunity and both knew why without saying.
Holly got out of the car munching on an apple and leaned against the car door watching the comedy of errors taking place between her traveling companions. They were lost - well, she wasn’t lost. She knew exactly where they were but she wasn’t about to tell them. She’d come on this trip because JD had been adamant that it would be great having her along and truthfully it had been fun traveling in a different reality. It wasn’t like they’d been dismissive of her or anything but she just figured in this heavily testosterone version of the Winchester family, they didn’t know how to deal with her sometimes.
The stops at the various Bates motels along the way had been hilarious as Richie realized that the three of them sharing one room wasn’t such a good idea. She might be some weird version of family and call him uncle but she was still a teenage girl. She finally convinced him that at seventeen, she was more than capable of having her own room without being kidnapped in the middle of the night.
She took another bite of her apple and looked up to see them watching her. “What?” she said around the fruit in her mouth.
“Do you know where we are?” Richie asked.
Holly chuckled. “I wondered when it was going to dawn on you that I was raised in this state.”
“So-” JD said gesturing for her to look at the map and give them some help.
She tossed the apple aside and held out her hand. JD picked up the map and began walking it toward her. Holly rolled her eyes. “I don’t need a map. I know exactly where we are.”
Confusion crossed his face. “Then what do you want?”
“You know what I want.”
The confusion changed to panic. “Oh no. No way. Not gonna happen.”
“You can’t be serious,” she said. When he crossed his arms and shook his head. Holly shrugged. “Fine. This seems like a very nice rest stop. I’m sure we can camp here for the night.”
She looked up at the setting sun. If JD would stop being so stubborn, she could have them at a very nice motel in less than thirty minutes. They could eat at one of her favorite restaurants in town, if it existed in this reality, and be ready for the assault on The Planet first thing in the morning. If not - well she had enough money to get a soda and a candy bar from the vending area at the rest stop to curb appetite her until they saw things her way.
Richie came up behind JD and cuffed him on the head. “You really are being an idiot.”
“But Uncle Richie…”
“Stop whining, JD, you’re an adult now.” Richie laughed as he held out the keys to Holly. It was obvious from the look on JD’s face that he’d forgotten that he wasn’t the one who’d just been driving.
Holly snatched the keys and secreted herself behind the wheel as Richie bounded around the car yelling, “Shotgun.”
JD stood transfixed by their maneuvering before grumbling about it being his car and he shouldn’t have to ride in the back seat.
“Home, James,” Richie joked as Holly started the car and headed back onto the freeway.
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“Make her pull over! ” JD yelled from the back seat as he covered his eyes. He couldn’t watch any more as Holly maneuvered the Impala down the freeway like she was racing in the Indy 500.
“Don’t be a baby, JD,” Holly said. “I drive all the time and never had an accident.”
Richie had one hand on the dash and used the other to fasten his seat belt.
Holly noticed. “Didn’t think you ever used a seat belt?”
“Not usually, but I'd rather not get thrown through the windshield when we crash, dying hurts.”
“Very funny.” Holly huffed and switched lanes again. “The people in your reality drive really badly. It’s not my fault.”
Richie looked back at JD and mouthed a silent, “Sorry.”
JD glared at him. “I’d kill you but it wouldn’t stick,” he whispered.
The two men held on for dear life as Holly, much to their surprise, successfully navigated the streets to deliver them safely to a local motel.
When they finally stopped, JD reached over the front seat to snag the keys out of Holly’s hand. He held up a finger when she made to protest. “Never again and don’t even think pouting will work. You’ve met the twins, I’m immune to cuteness.”
Holly couldn’t help but laugh. “You think I’m cute? JD, that’s gross I’m your cousin.”
JD sputtered and failed to deliver a coherent response.
“Alright, you two,” Richie said. “We’re alive and let’s just be grateful for the small things. Oh and JD? Stop flirting with your cousin - we don’t live in West Virginia.”
“Not funny guys,” he yelled after them as their doors slammed in unison leaving him alone in the car.
Author: strangevisitor7
Beta: Divas_Lament
Rated: G
Fandom: Supernatural, Smallville & Highlander
Characters: From The Immortal!Dean Universe: JD Winchester, , Richie Ryan, Mule Winchester, Dean Winchester & Chloe Sullivan.
From Divas_Lament’s Universe: Holly Winchester, Andrew Winchester
Prompt: #76 sun for crossovers100 my table is here
Disclaimer: The characters you know and love all belong to their respective creators. JD is mine and Holly is Divas_Lament’s.
Summary Bing, Bob and Dorothy I mean Richie, JD and Holly are off on the road to Metropolis to find Chloe
A/N: The rest of the Great Spawn Crossover AU can be found here.
A/N2: Other spawn adventures in the Immortal!Dean Universe can be found here. And Divas-Lament’s Holly Winchester stories can be found here.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Bridge Between Worlds: Chapter 2
“So when do I get to drive?” Holly asked. She’d been enjoying the camaraderie but after several hours in the back seat boredom was setting in.
“Yeah right,” JD huffed.
“If this is a girl thing, I swear JD -,”
Richie burst out laughing. “It’s a Dean thing and that makes it a mini-Dean thing.” He pointed at his nephew.
“Mini-Dean,” Holly giggled. “That is so true. The car, the clothes, the haircut, the middle name. Seriously, JD, get an identity.”
“Hey!” JD glared at her through the mirror. “That attitude is definitely gonna get you a turn behind the wheel.” The sarcasm was unmistakable.
“Don’t feel bad, Holly. I’ve been hunting with Dean for almost twenty years and the only time I get to drive the Impala is when he’s dead.”
Holly blanched at the casualness of the statement. “Oh right. Immortals. That must be pretty freaky watching you guys come back from the dead. ”
“You get used to it,” JD assured her as if sensing her discomfort with the idea.
“Speaking of Immortals,” Richie began hesitantly. “I was just wondering - if - you know.” He shrugged.
Holly smacked her forehead and began rummaging through her backpack. “I almost forgot.” She pulled a folder from the depths of her bag. “Andrew looked you up.”
“He did?” Richie smiled. “So I do exist in your reality. That is so cool.”
“Well, yes and no - I mean there aren’t Immortals in my world,” she said as she handed the folder Andrew had compiled across the front seat.
“What’s it say?” JD asked as he tried to glimpse the contents.
“Just watch the road,” Richie snapped.
“What’s it say, Holly?”
“Patience. Virtue.” Holly chirped.
JD huffed a “fine” before focusing his attention on the road ahead of him.
Silence permeated the car as they waited for Richie to read his file.
“Is this right?” Richie turned to look at her. “I’m married. I have kids. Kids. Me?”
“Way to go, Uncle Richie. Normal life in the other reality,” JD said as he smacked him on the knee.
Holly nodded. “Looks like you were adopted and grew up pretty middle class. You own a motorcycle repair shop and have two teenage girls. Congratulations.”
Richie returned to reading through the information without acknowledging Holly’s statement. There were even a few pictures; so there was no doubt it was him. “How did you get all this?” he asked, his voice betraying his discomfort with the reality of this alternative life.
“We know people,” she replied cryptically. No reason to tell them about her ties to people who owned supercomputers or to people who could run really fast, take some pics and be back in less than an hour. She still owed Uncle Bart for that one.
JD reached over and grabbed one of the photos. “So, that’s what you’d look like at fifty.”
Richie snatched the photo back and closed the file. He stared out the window wondering if maybe it would have been better not to know.
Holly tapped JD on the shoulder and gestured to Richie. JD shrugged and shook his head. Neither understanding why Richie was so upset by the information.
“You ok?” Holly asked. “I just thought you’d be happier - or something.”
“Sorry to disappoint.” He sent her a sad smile.
“S’okay Dean had pretty much the same reaction when he found out about me.”
Richie nodded and then came to a decision. “Turn the car around JD.”
“What? Why?”
“This is a bad idea.”
“But - ” JD sputtered.
“Now, JD!” Richie barked.
Surprised by the forcefulness of the command, JD decided that he should at least pull the car over to the side of the road so that he could focus on what was really going on.
“You gonna be ok?” JD asked once they were stopped.
Richie ran a hand through his hair. “We need to forget all about this. Chloe left and we should respect how things are in this reality.” He looked pointedly at the two teens. “And you two need to stop reality hopping.”
“I don’t accept that,” Holly said as she crossed her arms to lean on the front seat. “There’s no ‘me’ in this reality and you don’t see me getting all upset.”
“No, but you’re trying to create one, aren’t you?’ Richie surmised.
“That’s ridiculous. Uncle Dean can’t have children even if he got together with Chloe.”
Holly nodded, pointing at JD. “What he said.”
Richie shook his head. “But you are trying to at least get your family together. Trying to change how things played out in this reality.”
Holly’s eyes narrowed as she contemplated what Richie was saying. “I guess so,” she conceded. “But that doesn’t make it wrong.”
“Yeah, what she said,” JD said throwing his support behind Holly. “We need to see this through. At least give Chloe the option of tossing us out.”
Richie stared at the two teens as they put on their most pleading faces. “I am such a push over,” he sighed. “After this, the mirror goes back into storage. No more visits.”
“But Uncle Richie that means I’d never see any of you again and Andrew really wants to find out more about Immortals and Watchers.” Holly pouted just a little. “I’d really miss you guys.”
“How the hell does Dean deny you anything?” Richie laughed.
Holly giggled. “He doesn’t. But Mom? She’s a bit tougher.”
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“JD, where are we?” Richie asked as he pulled the car into the rest stop. JD may have been reluctant to let Holly behind the wheel but after three days on the road he’d almost willingly handed the keys over to Richie when the Immortal had insisted that he was going to share the driving responsibilities.
“Just give me a minute,” JD snapped as he refolded one map and reached for another.
Frustrated Richie exited the car, circled around and flung open the passenger door. He snatched the pile of maps from JD’s hands, over the teen’s protesting, “Hey” and began sorting through the papers. He stalked to the front of the car and laid the map of Kansas flat on the hood.
“If you’re going to navigate, then navigate,” he chastised as JD came to stand beside him.
“I told you to give me a minute. It’s not like I’ve been to Kansas before.”
“Me either,” Richie reminded him. Kansas was one of those states Dean avoided at every opportunity and both knew why without saying.
Holly got out of the car munching on an apple and leaned against the car door watching the comedy of errors taking place between her traveling companions. They were lost - well, she wasn’t lost. She knew exactly where they were but she wasn’t about to tell them. She’d come on this trip because JD had been adamant that it would be great having her along and truthfully it had been fun traveling in a different reality. It wasn’t like they’d been dismissive of her or anything but she just figured in this heavily testosterone version of the Winchester family, they didn’t know how to deal with her sometimes.
The stops at the various Bates motels along the way had been hilarious as Richie realized that the three of them sharing one room wasn’t such a good idea. She might be some weird version of family and call him uncle but she was still a teenage girl. She finally convinced him that at seventeen, she was more than capable of having her own room without being kidnapped in the middle of the night.
She took another bite of her apple and looked up to see them watching her. “What?” she said around the fruit in her mouth.
“Do you know where we are?” Richie asked.
Holly chuckled. “I wondered when it was going to dawn on you that I was raised in this state.”
“So-” JD said gesturing for her to look at the map and give them some help.
She tossed the apple aside and held out her hand. JD picked up the map and began walking it toward her. Holly rolled her eyes. “I don’t need a map. I know exactly where we are.”
Confusion crossed his face. “Then what do you want?”
“You know what I want.”
The confusion changed to panic. “Oh no. No way. Not gonna happen.”
“You can’t be serious,” she said. When he crossed his arms and shook his head. Holly shrugged. “Fine. This seems like a very nice rest stop. I’m sure we can camp here for the night.”
She looked up at the setting sun. If JD would stop being so stubborn, she could have them at a very nice motel in less than thirty minutes. They could eat at one of her favorite restaurants in town, if it existed in this reality, and be ready for the assault on The Planet first thing in the morning. If not - well she had enough money to get a soda and a candy bar from the vending area at the rest stop to curb appetite her until they saw things her way.
Richie came up behind JD and cuffed him on the head. “You really are being an idiot.”
“But Uncle Richie…”
“Stop whining, JD, you’re an adult now.” Richie laughed as he held out the keys to Holly. It was obvious from the look on JD’s face that he’d forgotten that he wasn’t the one who’d just been driving.
Holly snatched the keys and secreted herself behind the wheel as Richie bounded around the car yelling, “Shotgun.”
JD stood transfixed by their maneuvering before grumbling about it being his car and he shouldn’t have to ride in the back seat.
“Home, James,” Richie joked as Holly started the car and headed back onto the freeway.
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“Make her pull over! ” JD yelled from the back seat as he covered his eyes. He couldn’t watch any more as Holly maneuvered the Impala down the freeway like she was racing in the Indy 500.
“Don’t be a baby, JD,” Holly said. “I drive all the time and never had an accident.”
Richie had one hand on the dash and used the other to fasten his seat belt.
Holly noticed. “Didn’t think you ever used a seat belt?”
“Not usually, but I'd rather not get thrown through the windshield when we crash, dying hurts.”
“Very funny.” Holly huffed and switched lanes again. “The people in your reality drive really badly. It’s not my fault.”
Richie looked back at JD and mouthed a silent, “Sorry.”
JD glared at him. “I’d kill you but it wouldn’t stick,” he whispered.
The two men held on for dear life as Holly, much to their surprise, successfully navigated the streets to deliver them safely to a local motel.
When they finally stopped, JD reached over the front seat to snag the keys out of Holly’s hand. He held up a finger when she made to protest. “Never again and don’t even think pouting will work. You’ve met the twins, I’m immune to cuteness.”
Holly couldn’t help but laugh. “You think I’m cute? JD, that’s gross I’m your cousin.”
JD sputtered and failed to deliver a coherent response.
“Alright, you two,” Richie said. “We’re alive and let’s just be grateful for the small things. Oh and JD? Stop flirting with your cousin - we don’t live in West Virginia.”
“Not funny guys,” he yelled after them as their doors slammed in unison leaving him alone in the car.