The World As We Know It (5/7) - Immortal!Dean - SPN/FF/HL/SV
Title: The World As We Know It (5/7)
Author: strangevisitor7
Beta: Pen37
Rated: PG
spoilers: For the movie Serenity: The plot goes AU from the end of the movie
Prompt: #20 Colorless for crossovers100 my table is here
Fandom: Firefly, Highlander, SPN & SV. The rest of the Immortal!Dean Universe can be found here.
Characters: From FF: Mal, Zoe, Wash, River, Jayne, Simon, Inara, Kaylee. From I!D 'Verse: Dean Winchester, Duncan MacLeod, Richie Ryan, Chloe Sullivan and Sam Winchester.
Disclaimer: The characters you know and love all belong to their respective creators.
Summary: The story begins at the moment that Since I found Serenity ends. Sam and Dean have been reunited aboard Serenity. Somehow Sam has been reincarnated 500 years in the future. Now the Immortal hunters and the firefly crew have to figure out what really happened on Miranda and who created the Reavers
Chapter Summary: The crew of Serenity comes to help ready the Impala for their encounter with the Reavers
Chapter List:
Chapter 1; Chapter 2; Chapter 3; Chapter 4; Chapter 5: Chapter 6; Chapter 7
Chapter 5
Wash whistled as they approached the beautifully kept Dragonfly class ship. “Impressive,” he said. It looked brand new though Dean had mentioned it was more than three years old.
Kaylee was practically bouncing with glee. “I can’t wait to see her engines.”
Smiling, Wash knocked shoulders with his petite crewmate. “And I can’t wait to fly her.”
“I didn’t believe it were possible for Kaylee to be any more cheerful.” Mal observed. The enthusiasm of their crewmates seemed to lift all of their spirits as the eight stood in front of the Impala’s entry ramp. With its gleaming metallic finishes glinting in the morning sun, it was truly an impressive sight.
“The Impala has that effect on people.” Richie said as he made his way down the ramp to greet Serenity’s crew.
River glided over to stand by Richie. She smiled up at him. “Ship of hope,” she said. “Ship of dreams.”
He smiled down at her and grasped her hand. “Hope. I believe that. She’s certainly Dean’s dream ship.” Then looking past River, he added. “Everybody ready to get started?”
Without waiting for a response, he led them into the hold of the ship. The Impala had the same basic layout of the firefly class ships; two story cargo hold, crew quarters to the front of the ship between the galley and the cockpit. The real difference was the size. Everything about the Dragonfly class was twice as big but structured so that the ship felt sleeker and in some ways more intimate.
“It’s so clean and shiny.” Kaylee exclaimed as the entered the cargo bay. She spotted Dean up on the balcony over looking the bay. He smiled and waved her up.
“Come on, half-pint. Let’s get to it.”
“Fickle woman.” Mal huffed as he watched Kaylee fly up the pristine steps and disappear toward the engine room. He looked around at the immaculate chrome and steel structure and sighed.
“Poor Mal, feeling jealous.” Inara giggled.
“No.” Mal said with an exaggerated tone which meant yes.
Duncan appeared through a hatch on their level carrying a rolled tranparency. “Welcome aboard. Ready to get started?”
“Thought you said hunting don’t pay well?” Jayne asked as he gestured to the expensive ship around them.
“When you’ve been alive as long as I have, investments tend to pay off and most of your junk has become expensive antiques. The council money is used for day-to-day expenses but this ship - you might say Dean’s been saving all his life for one like this.”
“Wash, let’s you and I head up front. I’ll show you how to fly this thing.” Richie said.
“Where is shaggy?” River asked.
Richie grinned at her use of one of his old nicknames for Sam. “He’s with Chloe in the galley researching Reavers. I’m afraid they haven’t had much luck yet but they’ve just gotten started.”
Sam had moved his things to the Impala the night before. It was understood by Serenity’s crew that when this was over he would be leaving them.
If it hadn’t been for Chloe, Richie was sure none of the men would have gotten any sleep last night. As it was they’d stayed up way too late regaling Sam with stories of their adventures and answering all his questions about the life he never lived. Chloe finally put a stop to it insisting that they were Immortals, not machines and they had a big day ahead of them.
“Before you and Wash disappear, Rich, there’s one thing we need to take care of.” Duncan reached into the pocket of his brown work pants and pulled out a handful of charms. “These will ward against basic demonic possession.” He said as he handed one to each of Serenity’s crew.
Wash turned the charm over in his hand. “Do I need one of these too?”
“We learned the hard way that our Immortality does not prevent possession.” Duncan admitted ruefully. “Since we don’t know what the Reavers are capable of doing and we don’t want to be unprepared, all of you are going to need to keep these on your person. If there were more time I would suggest tattoos.”
“Tattoos?” Zoe asked.
Duncan unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it aside to reveal the starburst pattern on the left side of his chest just above his heart. “Typically, everyone who hunts has one. Charms can be lost or removed. As Immortals we have to have it redone every so often but a tattoo is really the best option.” He said as he buttoned his shirt.
“A tattoo could be cool,” Wash said as he eyed Zoe. “Do I get to pick the location?”
Duncan smiled. “Any place you want but for now make sure those charms are secured.”
They nodded as each pocketed their charm.
“Let’s go Wash.” Richie said as he pushed Serenity’s pilot toward the stairs.
“I fly too.” River said as she followed them out of the bay.
“Zoe, Jayne, I was hoping you could make a supply run,” Duncan said as he handed them a credit chip and a list. “We usually have enough supplies but we’re going to need more food and day-to-day living items with double the normal compliment on board.”
The two glanced quickly at Mal who nodded. While they had agreed to let Duncan take command, habit insisted they check with Mal first.
“Mei wen ti,” Zoe said as she looked over the list. “Shouldn’t take long to collect this stuff.”
“What about more weapons?” Jayne asked as Zoe showed him the list. “Don’t see any of that on here. I need amo for Vera; you payin’ for that?”
“Vera?” Duncan asked.
“It’s his gun.” Mal said. “Didn’t think we should show up overly armed. Figured we’d grab the rest of our gear when we was ready to take off.”
Duncan smiled. “Sure, pick up what ever you need.” When Jayne smiled greedily, he added quickly, “Within reason. But you may find it unnecessary.”
Gesturing for them to follow, the Immortal walked to the back wall of the cargo bay. The door to a storage room slid open and Jayne gasped with delight. The ten by ten vault was filled floor to ceiling with all types of weaponry: guns of all sizes, ammo, smoke and flash grenades, bags of salt and containers of holy water. A collection of curse boxes as well as other supernatural wards, books and trinkets filled the shelves along the back wall.
“Everything the well prepared hunter needs to fight evil.” Mac quipped.
Jayne pushed past their tour guide to run his hand over a particularly large, menacing-looking gun. “I think I’m in love.”
Mal laughed and moved inside to explore the weapons cache himself. “Impressive,” he muttered as he moved toward the unusual items in the back.
“Please don’t touch any those things.” Duncan called out.
Mal withdrew his hand quickly as if he’d been burned. “What is all this stuff?
“Many of those items are specialty artifacts for specific hunts and some are dangerous,” he cautioned. “As for the guns, feel free to use anything. Not sure what will be needed until we set the bay up for the assault.”
Mal nodded. “Jayne, you and Zoe best be on your way.”
The big man was still caressing the monstrous gun. “Sure Mal,” he said but didn’t move.
“Gan mang,” Zoe said; rolling her eyes. She grabbed her partner in shopping, dragged him from the treasure trove and off the ship.
Mal was laughing at the forlorn look on Jayne’s face as he was forced to leave his new toy behind. “Man loves his guns.”
“Dean would appreciate his passion.” Duncan said and turned to face Inara. “I understand that you were responsible for that beautiful artwork on Serenity’s hull.”
Inara smiled at the compliment. “Thank you. It’s nice that you noticed.” She said throwing a look of and you should have towards Mal.
“I noticed. Didn’t I say so?’ He tried to defend himself.
“No, you didn’t.” she said airily.
“Well, it’s pretty.”
Inara shrugged, “Too late now,” and gave her attention back to Duncan. “What do you need?”
Duncan smirked at the familiar interplay between captain and companion. It was almost as if Chloe and Dean had been standing there instead. They’d figure it out soon enough just like his friends had.
He unrolled the transparent sheet he’d been carrying. “This is a copy of the devils’ trap from the Key of Solomon. I figured with your artistic talent you could draw it on the floor of the cargo bay.”
“Shouldn’t one of the hunters do this?” Inara asked.
“Normally but we’ve got other assignments.” Duncan smiled at her. “If you follow this diagram you should have no problem.”
Inara returned his smile. “I’ll do my best.”
“I know you will.” He said as he laid a hand gently on her shoulder. He could feel Mal’s eyes on him. The man was as bad as Dean had been about Chloe. He obviously liked this woman and yet did nothing about it. Still it wasn’t his problem but he didn’t need the man’s jealousy getting in the way. He figured he’d end up saying something about it if it got out of hand.
Duncan walked Inara over to the exit ramp and explained exactly how to position the trap and how large it needed to be. “You’ll find supplies in the cabinet next to the weapons chamber. If you’re unsure, I’ll be working with Mal to sound proof the third storage room on the back wall. Just come and find me.”
He turned back to where Mal and Simon stood waiting. “Doc, I’m afraid you won’t find a well stocked infirmary on this ship.”
Simon grinned. “I wouldn’t expect much in the way of medical supplies on a ship crewed by Immortals but wouldn’t you have the basics for Chloe or when others catch a ride?”
“We do have some basic things.” Duncan said ignoring the reference to Chloe. They still hadn’t shared her situation with Serenity’s crew and doubted that the need would arise where they’d have to. “Why don’t you check it out and get what ever you need.” He handed the Doctor a credit chip. “It’s one of the council’s so go ahead and buy supplies for Serenity too while you’re at it.”
“That’s awful generous of you.” Mal said.
Duncan shrugged. “Not my money and besides you’ll earn it. Trust me.”
“Thank you.” Simon said and headed up to the infirmary to take inventory.
“That’s everyone.” Mac said and turned to Mal. “Now it’s our turn. Ready to build ourselves a Reaver prison?”
Author: strangevisitor7
Beta: Pen37
Rated: PG
spoilers: For the movie Serenity: The plot goes AU from the end of the movie
Prompt: #20 Colorless for crossovers100 my table is here
Fandom: Firefly, Highlander, SPN & SV. The rest of the Immortal!Dean Universe can be found here.
Characters: From FF: Mal, Zoe, Wash, River, Jayne, Simon, Inara, Kaylee. From I!D 'Verse: Dean Winchester, Duncan MacLeod, Richie Ryan, Chloe Sullivan and Sam Winchester.
Disclaimer: The characters you know and love all belong to their respective creators.
Summary: The story begins at the moment that Since I found Serenity ends. Sam and Dean have been reunited aboard Serenity. Somehow Sam has been reincarnated 500 years in the future. Now the Immortal hunters and the firefly crew have to figure out what really happened on Miranda and who created the Reavers
Chapter Summary: The crew of Serenity comes to help ready the Impala for their encounter with the Reavers
Chapter List:
Chapter 1; Chapter 2; Chapter 3; Chapter 4; Chapter 5: Chapter 6; Chapter 7
Chapter 5
Wash whistled as they approached the beautifully kept Dragonfly class ship. “Impressive,” he said. It looked brand new though Dean had mentioned it was more than three years old.
Kaylee was practically bouncing with glee. “I can’t wait to see her engines.”
Smiling, Wash knocked shoulders with his petite crewmate. “And I can’t wait to fly her.”
“I didn’t believe it were possible for Kaylee to be any more cheerful.” Mal observed. The enthusiasm of their crewmates seemed to lift all of their spirits as the eight stood in front of the Impala’s entry ramp. With its gleaming metallic finishes glinting in the morning sun, it was truly an impressive sight.
“The Impala has that effect on people.” Richie said as he made his way down the ramp to greet Serenity’s crew.
River glided over to stand by Richie. She smiled up at him. “Ship of hope,” she said. “Ship of dreams.”
He smiled down at her and grasped her hand. “Hope. I believe that. She’s certainly Dean’s dream ship.” Then looking past River, he added. “Everybody ready to get started?”
Without waiting for a response, he led them into the hold of the ship. The Impala had the same basic layout of the firefly class ships; two story cargo hold, crew quarters to the front of the ship between the galley and the cockpit. The real difference was the size. Everything about the Dragonfly class was twice as big but structured so that the ship felt sleeker and in some ways more intimate.
“It’s so clean and shiny.” Kaylee exclaimed as the entered the cargo bay. She spotted Dean up on the balcony over looking the bay. He smiled and waved her up.
“Come on, half-pint. Let’s get to it.”
“Fickle woman.” Mal huffed as he watched Kaylee fly up the pristine steps and disappear toward the engine room. He looked around at the immaculate chrome and steel structure and sighed.
“Poor Mal, feeling jealous.” Inara giggled.
“No.” Mal said with an exaggerated tone which meant yes.
Duncan appeared through a hatch on their level carrying a rolled tranparency. “Welcome aboard. Ready to get started?”
“Thought you said hunting don’t pay well?” Jayne asked as he gestured to the expensive ship around them.
“When you’ve been alive as long as I have, investments tend to pay off and most of your junk has become expensive antiques. The council money is used for day-to-day expenses but this ship - you might say Dean’s been saving all his life for one like this.”
“Wash, let’s you and I head up front. I’ll show you how to fly this thing.” Richie said.
“Where is shaggy?” River asked.
Richie grinned at her use of one of his old nicknames for Sam. “He’s with Chloe in the galley researching Reavers. I’m afraid they haven’t had much luck yet but they’ve just gotten started.”
Sam had moved his things to the Impala the night before. It was understood by Serenity’s crew that when this was over he would be leaving them.
If it hadn’t been for Chloe, Richie was sure none of the men would have gotten any sleep last night. As it was they’d stayed up way too late regaling Sam with stories of their adventures and answering all his questions about the life he never lived. Chloe finally put a stop to it insisting that they were Immortals, not machines and they had a big day ahead of them.
“Before you and Wash disappear, Rich, there’s one thing we need to take care of.” Duncan reached into the pocket of his brown work pants and pulled out a handful of charms. “These will ward against basic demonic possession.” He said as he handed one to each of Serenity’s crew.
Wash turned the charm over in his hand. “Do I need one of these too?”
“We learned the hard way that our Immortality does not prevent possession.” Duncan admitted ruefully. “Since we don’t know what the Reavers are capable of doing and we don’t want to be unprepared, all of you are going to need to keep these on your person. If there were more time I would suggest tattoos.”
“Tattoos?” Zoe asked.
Duncan unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it aside to reveal the starburst pattern on the left side of his chest just above his heart. “Typically, everyone who hunts has one. Charms can be lost or removed. As Immortals we have to have it redone every so often but a tattoo is really the best option.” He said as he buttoned his shirt.
“A tattoo could be cool,” Wash said as he eyed Zoe. “Do I get to pick the location?”
Duncan smiled. “Any place you want but for now make sure those charms are secured.”
They nodded as each pocketed their charm.
“Let’s go Wash.” Richie said as he pushed Serenity’s pilot toward the stairs.
“I fly too.” River said as she followed them out of the bay.
“Zoe, Jayne, I was hoping you could make a supply run,” Duncan said as he handed them a credit chip and a list. “We usually have enough supplies but we’re going to need more food and day-to-day living items with double the normal compliment on board.”
The two glanced quickly at Mal who nodded. While they had agreed to let Duncan take command, habit insisted they check with Mal first.
“Mei wen ti,” Zoe said as she looked over the list. “Shouldn’t take long to collect this stuff.”
“What about more weapons?” Jayne asked as Zoe showed him the list. “Don’t see any of that on here. I need amo for Vera; you payin’ for that?”
“Vera?” Duncan asked.
“It’s his gun.” Mal said. “Didn’t think we should show up overly armed. Figured we’d grab the rest of our gear when we was ready to take off.”
Duncan smiled. “Sure, pick up what ever you need.” When Jayne smiled greedily, he added quickly, “Within reason. But you may find it unnecessary.”
Gesturing for them to follow, the Immortal walked to the back wall of the cargo bay. The door to a storage room slid open and Jayne gasped with delight. The ten by ten vault was filled floor to ceiling with all types of weaponry: guns of all sizes, ammo, smoke and flash grenades, bags of salt and containers of holy water. A collection of curse boxes as well as other supernatural wards, books and trinkets filled the shelves along the back wall.
“Everything the well prepared hunter needs to fight evil.” Mac quipped.
Jayne pushed past their tour guide to run his hand over a particularly large, menacing-looking gun. “I think I’m in love.”
Mal laughed and moved inside to explore the weapons cache himself. “Impressive,” he muttered as he moved toward the unusual items in the back.
“Please don’t touch any those things.” Duncan called out.
Mal withdrew his hand quickly as if he’d been burned. “What is all this stuff?
“Many of those items are specialty artifacts for specific hunts and some are dangerous,” he cautioned. “As for the guns, feel free to use anything. Not sure what will be needed until we set the bay up for the assault.”
Mal nodded. “Jayne, you and Zoe best be on your way.”
The big man was still caressing the monstrous gun. “Sure Mal,” he said but didn’t move.
“Gan mang,” Zoe said; rolling her eyes. She grabbed her partner in shopping, dragged him from the treasure trove and off the ship.
Mal was laughing at the forlorn look on Jayne’s face as he was forced to leave his new toy behind. “Man loves his guns.”
“Dean would appreciate his passion.” Duncan said and turned to face Inara. “I understand that you were responsible for that beautiful artwork on Serenity’s hull.”
Inara smiled at the compliment. “Thank you. It’s nice that you noticed.” She said throwing a look of and you should have towards Mal.
“I noticed. Didn’t I say so?’ He tried to defend himself.
“No, you didn’t.” she said airily.
“Well, it’s pretty.”
Inara shrugged, “Too late now,” and gave her attention back to Duncan. “What do you need?”
Duncan smirked at the familiar interplay between captain and companion. It was almost as if Chloe and Dean had been standing there instead. They’d figure it out soon enough just like his friends had.
He unrolled the transparent sheet he’d been carrying. “This is a copy of the devils’ trap from the Key of Solomon. I figured with your artistic talent you could draw it on the floor of the cargo bay.”
“Shouldn’t one of the hunters do this?” Inara asked.
“Normally but we’ve got other assignments.” Duncan smiled at her. “If you follow this diagram you should have no problem.”
Inara returned his smile. “I’ll do my best.”
“I know you will.” He said as he laid a hand gently on her shoulder. He could feel Mal’s eyes on him. The man was as bad as Dean had been about Chloe. He obviously liked this woman and yet did nothing about it. Still it wasn’t his problem but he didn’t need the man’s jealousy getting in the way. He figured he’d end up saying something about it if it got out of hand.
Duncan walked Inara over to the exit ramp and explained exactly how to position the trap and how large it needed to be. “You’ll find supplies in the cabinet next to the weapons chamber. If you’re unsure, I’ll be working with Mal to sound proof the third storage room on the back wall. Just come and find me.”
He turned back to where Mal and Simon stood waiting. “Doc, I’m afraid you won’t find a well stocked infirmary on this ship.”
Simon grinned. “I wouldn’t expect much in the way of medical supplies on a ship crewed by Immortals but wouldn’t you have the basics for Chloe or when others catch a ride?”
“We do have some basic things.” Duncan said ignoring the reference to Chloe. They still hadn’t shared her situation with Serenity’s crew and doubted that the need would arise where they’d have to. “Why don’t you check it out and get what ever you need.” He handed the Doctor a credit chip. “It’s one of the council’s so go ahead and buy supplies for Serenity too while you’re at it.”
“That’s awful generous of you.” Mal said.
Duncan shrugged. “Not my money and besides you’ll earn it. Trust me.”
“Thank you.” Simon said and headed up to the infirmary to take inventory.
“That’s everyone.” Mac said and turned to Mal. “Now it’s our turn. Ready to build ourselves a Reaver prison?”