The Space She Invades (3/11) - HL/SPN
Title: The Space She Invades (3/11)
Author: strangevisitor7
Beta: Clarksmuse & idontlikegravy
Prompt: #64: Fall for crossovers100 My claim is Highlander general series and my table is here
Rated: PG
Fandom: HL and SPN; The rest of the Immortal!Dean can be found here. But this story can stand alone without reading the whole series.
Characters: Sam and Dean Winchester, Sarah Blake, Duncan MacLeod, Connor MacLeod
Disclaimer: The characters you know and love all belong to their respective creators.
Summary: This one is all about Sam! Dean is way too invested in Sam’s Love Life. He wants to get him married and settled into a normal life. But normal life isn’t something that comes easy for the Winchesters.
Chapter Summary: Sarah is hurt and an old friend arrives to complicate things.
Chapter 1; Chapter 2; Chapter 3; Chapter 4; Chapter 5; Chapter 6; Chapter 7; Chapter 8; Chapter 9; Chapter 10; Chapter 11
The Space She Invades - Chapter 3: The Friction of the Day
Duncan gave an exasperated sigh. “Just what we need. Most likely they’ll want a challenge.”
Dean nodded. “Sam, you stay with Sarah. Let’s go, Mac.”
“Dean…”
“We got this, Sammy. Just wait for the EMTs,” Dean ordered and followed Duncan out onto the balcony.
Dean looked out across the warehouse. His eyes settled on a tall, fair-haired man in a tan overcoat. The man looked up and when he caught sight of Duncan, he smiled.
Duncan let out a hearty laugh. “I don’t believe it,” he said and headed down the steps.
Confused, Dean followed. He watched as the two men embraced.
“Connor!” Duncan exclaimed.
“Little brother,” the stranger replied.
Brother? No way. Dean thought grimly. Sam accused him of being paranoid but Dean Winchester did not believe in coincidences, ever.
“What the hell are you doing here? I was hoping to swing by while we were on the east coast, but I never told you about our plans.” Duncan smiled as he stepped back from the embrace.
“I wish I could say I knew you were here. Are you on one of those hunts you told me about?”
“Not exactly. You?”
“I’m visiting a friend,” he said with a wicked gleam in his eye.
Duncan smiled. “Of course. Who is she?” From behind them, Dean cleared his throat and Duncan paused in his reunion.
“Dean, this is my teacher and the closest thing I have to family, Connor MacLeod. Connor, Dean Winchester.”
“Ah Dean, yes. Duncan had called to tell me about his new student and your unusual occupation. Pleasure to finally meet you.”
“Connor. Sure, Sam and I have heard all about you,” Dean acknowledged as he shook the older Immortal’s hand. “So, you’re the one who told Ponytail here to be such a hard ass on the newbie.”
Connor raised his eyebrow at Duncan. “Ponytail?”
Duncan rolled his eyes. “Dean feels everyone needs a nickname.”
“Of course. Good one!” Connor laughed and pointed a finger at Dean. “If you aren’t complaining, then Duncan isn’t working you hard enough.”
“Then I must be doing something right,” Mac grinned.
Their conversation was interrupted by the arrival of the EMTs. Dean raised a hand at them to indicate that they should head up the stairs.
“Who’s injured?” Connor asked.
“Sarah Blake, the manager of the auction house, fell down the steps…” Before Dean could finish, Connor had pushed past him and was following the paramedics up the steps.
Surprised, Dean looked at his mentor. “You don’t think Sarah is the girl he was referring to?”
Duncan watched Connor enter the office. “Yeah. I do.”
“Sammy. Aw crap,” Dean muttered sourly as he headed up the steps.This day just kept getting better and better.
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Sammy held onto Sarah’s hand and kept begging her to wake up. The door flung open and the paramedics entered. Sam moved out of the way as they began their evaluation of the unconscious woman.
Sam moved toward the doorway not taking his eyes of Sarah. He bumped into someone and turned around. “Sorry,” he muttered to the stranger.
The man looked grim. “Is she going to be okay?” he asked.
“I don’t know,” Sam answered truthfully and then added holding out is hand. “Sam Winchester. She took a pretty nasty tumble; if not for my friend Duncan, she might have broken her neck.”
“Connor MacLeod,” he responded and returned Sam’s greeting. “That’s Duncan. Always saving the damsel’s in distress. He gets the best women that way.” Connor gave him a small smile that warred with the concern in his eyes. “Wait, Sam? You’re Dean’s brother?”
All that registered was the man’s name. Connor MacLeod. Was he Sarah’s ‘Con’ from the phone call? But Dean had felt another Immortal in the building? Was he also the Connor MacLeod who had trained Duncan? If so, that meant… Sam was about to ask when Dean arrived at the top of the steps looking concerned, followed by Mac.
“You okay, Sam?”
“Yeah, I’m fine but…” Sam indicated Connor.
One of the paramedics stood up. “She’s still unconscious and we can’t seem to wake her up, so we’ll need to transport her to the hospital. Any of you gentlemen family?”
Connor answered. “No, but I can contact her father. He’s out of state, but I’ll let him know.” He pulled a cell phone out of his coat pocket.
The EMT nodded. They moved Sarah onto a gurney and began transporting her to the ambulance. Connor, having finished informing Mr. Blake of the situation, followed the paramedics out the door. “I’ll ride with you,” he told them.
“Connor,” Duncan stopped him. “Why don’t we ride together and meet the ambulance at the hospital? We have a lot to catch up on.”
“Good idea,” Dean echoed. “I’ll drive.”
“I was thinking I’d go with Connor and you can explain everything to Sam.” Duncan said cryptically. The MacLeods left, leaving the Winchesters alone in the office.
“So Sammy....” Dean started hesitantly.
“Don’t bother, Dean,” Sam said and held up his hand as he walked out of the office. He didn’t need Dean to explain anything. Sarah was in love with Duncan’s mentor, and he was an Immortal. Classic Winchester luck.
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The four men arrived at the hospital and settled into the waiting room. There was no news on Sarah. Sam hadn’t said anything on the ride to the hospital. Dean knew he was hurting and embarrassed. He kicked himself again for dragging his little brother across the country, only to be rejected.
Dean got Duncan’s attention, and they stepped into an alcove. “So, what’s the deal with Connor and Sarah?”
Duncan sighed. “Dean, I know what you’re thinking, but it’s time to stop interfering in Sam’s love life. Connor cares for her. He told me he was planning on telling her the truth soon.”
Dean was grimfaced. “I figured.”
The doctor in charge of Sarah’s case entered the waiting room. “She’s awake and alert.” He paused and waited for the good news to register before continuing. “Unfortunately, she does have some memory loss and seems a bit confused.” He held up his hand to forestall their questions.
“Scans don’t show any permanent brain damage. Often after head trauma, patients experience short term memory loss. This appears a little more severe than normal. Still, her vitals are fine, and I see no reason to keep her overnight. I think returning her to familiar surroundings with familiar people as soon as possible is really the best course of action.”
“Certainly, we can take her home and try to help her remember,” Connor assured him.
“Which one of you is Duncan MacLeod?” Three faces turned to look at Duncan as the doctor continued. “She’s asking to see you. We are hopeful that this is a sign that the memory loss is only temporary.”
Connor turned back to the doctor. “Are you sure she didn’t say Connor?”
The Doctor shook his head. “She was quite clear about wanting to see Duncan. You are the one who caught her, right?” When Duncan nodded, he continued. “That could explain it.”
“But that was the first time I'd ever met her,” Duncan protested, still surprised by Sarah's request.
“Who can say what the mind remembers after a trauma? You can see her now.”
“What? Just me?”
“I’d say you should go in first and try not to overwhelm her with questions. As soon as the paperwork is finished, you can escort her home,” the doctor said and left the waiting room.
“This is ridiculous,” Duncan insisted. “He must have heard wrong.” When no one responded he continued, “Well, I don’t care what the doctor said, I’m not going in alone.” Duncan grabbed Connor’s arm and dragged him toward Sarah’s room, leaving two very confused Winchesters to follow in their wake.
Author: strangevisitor7
Beta: Clarksmuse & idontlikegravy
Prompt: #64: Fall for crossovers100 My claim is Highlander general series and my table is here
Rated: PG
Fandom: HL and SPN; The rest of the Immortal!Dean can be found here. But this story can stand alone without reading the whole series.
Characters: Sam and Dean Winchester, Sarah Blake, Duncan MacLeod, Connor MacLeod
Disclaimer: The characters you know and love all belong to their respective creators.
Summary: This one is all about Sam! Dean is way too invested in Sam’s Love Life. He wants to get him married and settled into a normal life. But normal life isn’t something that comes easy for the Winchesters.
Chapter Summary: Sarah is hurt and an old friend arrives to complicate things.
Chapter 1; Chapter 2; Chapter 3; Chapter 4; Chapter 5; Chapter 6; Chapter 7; Chapter 8; Chapter 9; Chapter 10; Chapter 11
The Space She Invades - Chapter 3: The Friction of the Day
Duncan gave an exasperated sigh. “Just what we need. Most likely they’ll want a challenge.”
Dean nodded. “Sam, you stay with Sarah. Let’s go, Mac.”
“Dean…”
“We got this, Sammy. Just wait for the EMTs,” Dean ordered and followed Duncan out onto the balcony.
Dean looked out across the warehouse. His eyes settled on a tall, fair-haired man in a tan overcoat. The man looked up and when he caught sight of Duncan, he smiled.
Duncan let out a hearty laugh. “I don’t believe it,” he said and headed down the steps.
Confused, Dean followed. He watched as the two men embraced.
“Connor!” Duncan exclaimed.
“Little brother,” the stranger replied.
Brother? No way. Dean thought grimly. Sam accused him of being paranoid but Dean Winchester did not believe in coincidences, ever.
“What the hell are you doing here? I was hoping to swing by while we were on the east coast, but I never told you about our plans.” Duncan smiled as he stepped back from the embrace.
“I wish I could say I knew you were here. Are you on one of those hunts you told me about?”
“Not exactly. You?”
“I’m visiting a friend,” he said with a wicked gleam in his eye.
Duncan smiled. “Of course. Who is she?” From behind them, Dean cleared his throat and Duncan paused in his reunion.
“Dean, this is my teacher and the closest thing I have to family, Connor MacLeod. Connor, Dean Winchester.”
“Ah Dean, yes. Duncan had called to tell me about his new student and your unusual occupation. Pleasure to finally meet you.”
“Connor. Sure, Sam and I have heard all about you,” Dean acknowledged as he shook the older Immortal’s hand. “So, you’re the one who told Ponytail here to be such a hard ass on the newbie.”
Connor raised his eyebrow at Duncan. “Ponytail?”
Duncan rolled his eyes. “Dean feels everyone needs a nickname.”
“Of course. Good one!” Connor laughed and pointed a finger at Dean. “If you aren’t complaining, then Duncan isn’t working you hard enough.”
“Then I must be doing something right,” Mac grinned.
Their conversation was interrupted by the arrival of the EMTs. Dean raised a hand at them to indicate that they should head up the stairs.
“Who’s injured?” Connor asked.
“Sarah Blake, the manager of the auction house, fell down the steps…” Before Dean could finish, Connor had pushed past him and was following the paramedics up the steps.
Surprised, Dean looked at his mentor. “You don’t think Sarah is the girl he was referring to?”
Duncan watched Connor enter the office. “Yeah. I do.”
“Sammy. Aw crap,” Dean muttered sourly as he headed up the steps.This day just kept getting better and better.
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Sammy held onto Sarah’s hand and kept begging her to wake up. The door flung open and the paramedics entered. Sam moved out of the way as they began their evaluation of the unconscious woman.
Sam moved toward the doorway not taking his eyes of Sarah. He bumped into someone and turned around. “Sorry,” he muttered to the stranger.
The man looked grim. “Is she going to be okay?” he asked.
“I don’t know,” Sam answered truthfully and then added holding out is hand. “Sam Winchester. She took a pretty nasty tumble; if not for my friend Duncan, she might have broken her neck.”
“Connor MacLeod,” he responded and returned Sam’s greeting. “That’s Duncan. Always saving the damsel’s in distress. He gets the best women that way.” Connor gave him a small smile that warred with the concern in his eyes. “Wait, Sam? You’re Dean’s brother?”
All that registered was the man’s name. Connor MacLeod. Was he Sarah’s ‘Con’ from the phone call? But Dean had felt another Immortal in the building? Was he also the Connor MacLeod who had trained Duncan? If so, that meant… Sam was about to ask when Dean arrived at the top of the steps looking concerned, followed by Mac.
“You okay, Sam?”
“Yeah, I’m fine but…” Sam indicated Connor.
One of the paramedics stood up. “She’s still unconscious and we can’t seem to wake her up, so we’ll need to transport her to the hospital. Any of you gentlemen family?”
Connor answered. “No, but I can contact her father. He’s out of state, but I’ll let him know.” He pulled a cell phone out of his coat pocket.
The EMT nodded. They moved Sarah onto a gurney and began transporting her to the ambulance. Connor, having finished informing Mr. Blake of the situation, followed the paramedics out the door. “I’ll ride with you,” he told them.
“Connor,” Duncan stopped him. “Why don’t we ride together and meet the ambulance at the hospital? We have a lot to catch up on.”
“Good idea,” Dean echoed. “I’ll drive.”
“I was thinking I’d go with Connor and you can explain everything to Sam.” Duncan said cryptically. The MacLeods left, leaving the Winchesters alone in the office.
“So Sammy....” Dean started hesitantly.
“Don’t bother, Dean,” Sam said and held up his hand as he walked out of the office. He didn’t need Dean to explain anything. Sarah was in love with Duncan’s mentor, and he was an Immortal. Classic Winchester luck.
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The four men arrived at the hospital and settled into the waiting room. There was no news on Sarah. Sam hadn’t said anything on the ride to the hospital. Dean knew he was hurting and embarrassed. He kicked himself again for dragging his little brother across the country, only to be rejected.
Dean got Duncan’s attention, and they stepped into an alcove. “So, what’s the deal with Connor and Sarah?”
Duncan sighed. “Dean, I know what you’re thinking, but it’s time to stop interfering in Sam’s love life. Connor cares for her. He told me he was planning on telling her the truth soon.”
Dean was grimfaced. “I figured.”
The doctor in charge of Sarah’s case entered the waiting room. “She’s awake and alert.” He paused and waited for the good news to register before continuing. “Unfortunately, she does have some memory loss and seems a bit confused.” He held up his hand to forestall their questions.
“Scans don’t show any permanent brain damage. Often after head trauma, patients experience short term memory loss. This appears a little more severe than normal. Still, her vitals are fine, and I see no reason to keep her overnight. I think returning her to familiar surroundings with familiar people as soon as possible is really the best course of action.”
“Certainly, we can take her home and try to help her remember,” Connor assured him.
“Which one of you is Duncan MacLeod?” Three faces turned to look at Duncan as the doctor continued. “She’s asking to see you. We are hopeful that this is a sign that the memory loss is only temporary.”
Connor turned back to the doctor. “Are you sure she didn’t say Connor?”
The Doctor shook his head. “She was quite clear about wanting to see Duncan. You are the one who caught her, right?” When Duncan nodded, he continued. “That could explain it.”
“But that was the first time I'd ever met her,” Duncan protested, still surprised by Sarah's request.
“Who can say what the mind remembers after a trauma? You can see her now.”
“What? Just me?”
“I’d say you should go in first and try not to overwhelm her with questions. As soon as the paperwork is finished, you can escort her home,” the doctor said and left the waiting room.
“This is ridiculous,” Duncan insisted. “He must have heard wrong.” When no one responded he continued, “Well, I don’t care what the doctor said, I’m not going in alone.” Duncan grabbed Connor’s arm and dragged him toward Sarah’s room, leaving two very confused Winchesters to follow in their wake.