Sexy!? A SuperWhoAvengeMerLock Story"Okay everyone, into the phone box!" said the doctor, walking towards a blue police phone box
"You kinky son of a bitch! I don’t swing that way!" Dean said, completely outraged. Sam threw 'the Doctor' a strange look that bordered on a bitchface
"There is no possible way we would all fit in there" Sherlock said, hardly looking up from his phone. He opened his mouth again and John handed him his phone before he could even ask
"What's a 'phone box'? Merlin?" Arthur said, looking to Merlin. He seemed to have a better grasp on what was happening here.
"Really? You want to get all of us, including giant green rage monster, in there?" Tony said, one eye brown raised over his sun glasses as he pointed to the blue box
"Trust me! You will all fit!"
*** five minutes later***
"Sam! Get your elbow out of my gut!"
"soon as you get your foot off my hand, jerk!"
"Bitch! I'm not standing on your hand!"
"sorry, that was me, but who ever has their knee in my shin, please remove it"
No Need To Say Goodbye-It started out as a feeling-
Should he? He was standing right there, so it shouldn't be too hard to just…
-Which then grew into a quiet hope-
Would he stay? He would… wouldn't he? He sure as hell hoped so
-Which then turned into a quiet thought-
He could just… do it and hope for the best
-Which then turned into a quite word-
"Gabe?" the boys voiced cracked, emotion filling the single word
Gabriel turned, looking down on the younger boy. He had frequently visited the young Winchester, just to talk.
But it seemed the young child had become extremely attached
-And then that word grew louder and louder-
"Please don't go!" cried Sam running forwards and wrapping his arms around the Arch-Angels waist
"I don’t want you to go!"
-'till it was a battle cry-
"Don’t worry, Sammy. I'll be back soon"
-I'll come back when you call me-
"I'm only a prayer away, okay?" Gabriel said, dropping a kiss on the child's head.
The rush of many wings filled the silent air, and t
Pirates Life For Me: Chap 3The Navigator had a ship. Not just any ship though, for this was the navigators ship, it was huge, it was heavy, it was legendary, it was God's right hand, it was magnificent.
It was also beached.
Five hundred metres from the water
The pirates stood in a line, all with different expressions.
Dean was startled. Where the actual fuck had Castiel hiding this giant thing?
Sam was calculating. How had this thing not collapsed? It looked to heavy to be sitting above water
Hook was amazed. She was a beauty. Perfect for war. No ship would be able to stand up to her might
Harkness was annoyed. Even the bloody hermit had a ship!? Why was he the only one without?
Sparrow… was hard to read. His mouth hung open and his eyes were squinted. Much like the time he was in the locker and his ship started moving. In the middle of a desert. If one of the others where to look at him and try and guess what he was thinking, they would not have gotten it. But it went something like this; How
Baby SuperWhoLock"ahh guys?" Dean said as he walked back in the room, voice obviously distraught
"what dean?" Sherlock muttered as he sat in johns chair with his chin resting on his raised knees where he was watching a cooking show
"umm, I don’t know" his voice was more distraught now, right on the edge of panic.
"Surprise, surprise" Sherlock muttered
John walked from the kitchen and glanced over at Dean, doing a complete double take
"what is that!?" he yelled, unable to stop himself in time
"well…" Dean said staring at the object he held with out stretched arms and at eye level
"it kinda just happened"
The Doctor, who had been busy staring at the skull on Sherlock's mantle turned around and looked at Dean.
"where did you get that?" he said with a startled tone
Before Dean could come back with a snappy retort, Sam walked out from the kitchen, running into the shocked John. Well, more so tripping over the small man. His eyes widened at the sight of Dean and the object, his mouth opening and
Pirates life for me: ch 2The next day, when there had been no land in sight for hours upon hours, the Jolly Rodger dropped anchor and laid a plank of wood across the ships. Hook easily crossed onto the black pearl.
"Permission to board granted" muttered Sparrow as he walked across to meet Hook, Harkness made his way over as well.
"Who's the next person on this list?" Harkness asked
"Castiel" Hook replied
"The Navigator? I thought he was impossible to find" Sparrow said
"He is. That’s what I came here to tell you" Hook said
"Well?" Harkness asked
"Apparently, there are two people who know of his where abouts. Their names are also on the list, so two birds with one stone"
"The Winchester brothers?" Sparrow asked
"Aye" Replied Hook
"Are we collecting all the best pirates?"
"So, where are Sam and Dean?" Harkness asked
"Where do you think the legendary Winchester brothers will be?" Hook asked as he turned to the helm, an exaggerated note so his voice as he said 'legendary'
"Tortuga?" asked Sparro
Gabriel's FallHe stood there as the water fell down on him and the holy fire was extinguished.
He watched Sam go.
Why couldn't he just tell him?
He would have conjured anything up for that human with a click of his fingers if Sam would just ask
He would do anything Sam asked, not matter the cost
He would have taken thousands and thousands of wooden stakes through his heart for Sam
He would have burned in a million holy fire circles for all of eternity if he could just have ten minutes with Sam
He would have fallen
He would have died
And all for him.
All for one cursed and god forsaken human who was destined for Lucifers Vessel.
The boy with the demon blood
Gabriel never fell, but he imagined it would have felt something like what he feels around Sam.
Pain clawing at his heart, ripping it to pieces, but at the same time nothing hurt. Nothing could touch him.
He wanted to scream as well as laugh, because it hurt so much but he was finally free, finally able to do what he wanted and love whom he
Supernatural: Nap TimeDean lay on one of the double beds in the shitty motel room he and Sam were staying in for a couple of days while they worked a job and stayed out of authority radars.
They had been spotted by a cop who just so happened to be looking at their wanted posters that morning. They had fled town and were now in hiding. Funnily enough, the cop only recognised Dean. That seemed like his luck.
Well, at least the room had magic fingers Dean thought while he slipped another coin into the machine when the vibrating had cut off.
Dean woke with a start as a heavy weight was dropped onto him. He spluttered as he tied to sit up, but the weight wouldn't budge.
The room was pitch-black; Dean couldn't even see his own hand in front of his face. He stretched as far as he could and turned the bed side lamp on. There was hardly enough time for his eyes to adjust and see what was on top of him before the light bulb blew with a snap of an angel’s fingers.
"Cas" groaned Dean as he dropped his head back o
Pirates Life For Me: Ch 1Two men ran down the beach, each running from opposite directions and where they would meet was a small town.
The two didn’t know about this town, they didn’t even know about each other.
The reason for their running was that a group of men chased each of them, wearing red coats and white pants and carrying a loaded rifle each. The uniforms clearly identified them as the guards of this town, thus the reason for all the running.
While one of these men had a strange gait, he was just as fast as the other, having had a life of running away from king’s men, women, criminals, crews and cannibals. The second man was a tad more normal, but not by much.
They both wore long coats and each was armed with sword and gun.
Ladies of all sorts where easily wooed by these men and just as many men, though only one of them actually preferred men.
How they got into this problem isn't important, but what is about to happen is though
They both saw the town at the same time, and both knew t
An Angel Watching Po- The Pizza ManDean and Sam sat in the flat of 221B Baker Street along with Castiel and Sherlock. Sherlock sat on his 'sulking chair' as it had been dubbed by Dean. His knees up under his chin and his arms crossed, he hadn't been out yet today but he still wore his long black coat with its collar turned up. Sam and Dean sat at the kitchen table, papers scattered over it with all the information they would need for the hunt they were working. And finally Cas sat on the couch in front of the TV, his elbows resting on his knees as he studied the program he was watching with the intensity only an Angel could achieve while the volume was so quiet only the angel could pick it up.
"This is all very complex" Cas said, breaking the silence of a sulking Sherlock and the quietly bickering brothers.
Sherlock didn’t make and move to even listen to the Angel, but Sam frowned slightly, looking to his brother that screamed 'what is he watching?' before looking back down at his papers.
"If the pizza man truly l