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Title: Full On Drabbles
Author: Saturn AKA![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
satyrnfive
Rating:FR13
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or Buffy. No money being made.
Author's note: These drabbles make a bit more sense if you read Full On Swayze
Also posted at Twisting the Hellmouth, Supernaturally Twisted,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
spn_twisted & spn_btvs.
Dean sat in shock as he watched the video. His body was gone and it looked like he was stuck in this one for a while. How ironic...a ghost hunter possessing someone else.
The video began with a creepy looking guy sitting on a desk corner. "I'm so glad you've come out of the coma that Buffy girl put you in."
Dean watched in silence. According to Mr Creepy her name was Faith.
The video finished up. "And I just want you to know that even though we aren't blood that we're family. And nothing will change that...ever."
Dean looked at the chrome handle in his slender hand. "Well shit."
He squatted down and inspected the holes in the Impala's door where the handle had been. What or who the hell had he gotten himself into this time, he thought. Dean froze as he heard the sound of a gun.
"Freeze! Don't move Ms Lehane!" the voice behind him said in that way that all police seemed to have.
"You gotta be kiddin' me," Dean said under his breath. He slowly stood and looked over his shoulder. Yep, there was an officer with a gun pointed at him.
Sam sat at their motel room table with his laptop and searched for any info on Faith Lehane. He glanced at the boxes marked clothes stacked in the corner.
A voice from the bathroom interrupted his search. "Sam! I think these clothes shrank or something. They're so freakin' tight."
Sam snickered. "I don't think this Faith was a relaxed fit type. It's just not your usual Dukes of Hazzard casual. Don't sweat it."
"Easy for you to say," Dean said from behind Sam.
Sam turned, smart remark ready but was stunned.
"I'm not even sure I can get them off."
Author: Saturn AKA
satyrnfiveRating:FR13
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or Buffy. No money being made.
Author's note: These drabbles make a bit more sense if you read Full On Swayze
Also posted at Twisting the Hellmouth, Supernaturally Twisted,
spn_twisted & spn_btvs.Dean sat in shock as he watched the video. His body was gone and it looked like he was stuck in this one for a while. How ironic...a ghost hunter possessing someone else.
The video began with a creepy looking guy sitting on a desk corner. "I'm so glad you've come out of the coma that Buffy girl put you in."
Dean watched in silence. According to Mr Creepy her name was Faith.
The video finished up. "And I just want you to know that even though we aren't blood that we're family. And nothing will change that...ever."
Dean looked at the chrome handle in his slender hand. "Well shit."
He squatted down and inspected the holes in the Impala's door where the handle had been. What or who the hell had he gotten himself into this time, he thought. Dean froze as he heard the sound of a gun.
"Freeze! Don't move Ms Lehane!" the voice behind him said in that way that all police seemed to have.
"You gotta be kiddin' me," Dean said under his breath. He slowly stood and looked over his shoulder. Yep, there was an officer with a gun pointed at him.
Sam sat at their motel room table with his laptop and searched for any info on Faith Lehane. He glanced at the boxes marked clothes stacked in the corner.
A voice from the bathroom interrupted his search. "Sam! I think these clothes shrank or something. They're so freakin' tight."
Sam snickered. "I don't think this Faith was a relaxed fit type. It's just not your usual Dukes of Hazzard casual. Don't sweat it."
"Easy for you to say," Dean said from behind Sam.
Sam turned, smart remark ready but was stunned.
"I'm not even sure I can get them off."
