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dixiehellcatWorlds Collide (11/11), PG13, Sam, Dean, Bobby; Gen; crossover with Ghost Adventures
Authors: dixiehellcat and tetiny68
Pairing/Characters: Sam, Dean, Bobby; Gen. Other SPN characters mentioned: Cas, Baltie, and Ash. Guest starring Zak Bagans, Nick Groff and Aaron Goodwin of Ghost Adventures.
Rating: PG-13 for language
Words: about this part; total roughly 17,000.
Here we are at the end of a long night for our favorite boys. (that applies whether yours are the Winchester brothers or the GAC, hehe) We hope you enjoyed it and please, share comments, suggestions et cetera!
A few closing notes at the end...
11 "Play your cards right, watch out for each other, and you'll probably live a long and boring life."
"Long sounds good." Zak dug some Zotz out of the bag. "Boring, not so much."
"Take it from us, excitement is highly overrated." Sam said. "Filmmaking sounds exciting enough."
"I dunno, Sammy,' Dean countered. "Remember that time we went to LA to work that haunted movie set? Didn't look too exciting to me. Except the chicks, of course."
That led into a joint recount of some of Sam & Dean's greatest hits, which frequently devolved into arguments about who did what and when, accompanied by good-natured jabs from their audience. Dean wished there had been beer, but other than that, it ended up being the best, most relaxed time he'd had in a damn long while. "Can you believe," he asked Sam, "that we're tellin' some of this shit to guys we didn't even know twenty-four hours ago?"
Zak chuckled, then glanced at his watch and swore. "Red'll be here any minute to let us out. You guys better hole up till we clear out."
"We'll hustle the crew along," Aaron said. "Play the traumatic experience card. Something so terrifying happened, we can't bear to stay here one—more—minute!!!"
"You're good at that," Nick joked, then ducked as Aaron launched a half-eaten atomic fire ball at him.
Sam found a scrap of paper in his duffel and scribbled on it. "Zak, here's my email, and my and Dean's cell phone numbers. Stay in touch, and if you run into something you need help on, or something up our alley, let us know. Oh!" He wrote some more before handing the notes over. "I also included contact info for a guy named Bobby Singer. He's kind of our second dad, and he's forgotten more about hunting than most of us will ever know. If information exists about any supernatural object, place or entity, he can find it."
"He's awesome," Dean added.
After a quick round of handshakes, back slaps and goodbyes, Sam and Dean returned to the rear door, where their adventurous night at the Goldfield Hotel had begun. From there they eavesdropped as the TV crew entered, pulling up cords and packing up equipment. The sounds of their work were accompanied by the Ghost Adventurers telling their tale, how they'd gotten footage so amazing no one would believe it, and so frightening no one might ever see it. After vehicle doors slammed and engines revved and faded in the distance, Dean popped the back door lock and they strolled out into a beautiful early spring Nevada morning.
"We've never been to Vegas," Sam noted.
"Definitely need to go," Dean concurred. "Poker, showgirls. And those guys owe us a beer."
"Yeah." They walked in companionable silence back to the Impala. "They're okay guys."
"They are. But I can't believe you gave 'em Bobby's number. Man, if they ever call him, we so need to be there when they roll up. We can make it a drinking game. Take a shot every time Bobby calls one of 'em an idjit."
"Dean, we'd be totally wasted inside of an hour."
"My point exactly." Dean smothered a yawn as he started the car.
"Let's find a motel, grab a bite and get some shut-eye," Sam said. "Then I'll see if I can ID stabbity ghost guy, and we can tie up the last loose ends on this place."
"Works for me. Aaron mentioned this great place near here in Tonopah, all clowns…" Dean cackled at the look of sheer horror on Sam's face as they pulled out.
+++
After an afternoon of research, Sam found out a kitchen hand at the Goldfield had gone berserk in the late '30's, attacked a romantic rival with a butcher knife, and been shot by the town sheriff. He and Dean located the remains that night, did the salt and burn drill, and left town.
A week or so later, Sam got an email from Zak, and one every so often after that. Among other things, their cousin reported the old hotel had finally been sold. There were no further reports of paranormal activity there, or anywhere else in Goldfield. Tourists were appropriately disappointed. Zak sounded secretly amused.
Sam and Dean went on about their normal lives, which is to say, not normal in the slightest. Cas sent them to the Old West; Balthazar sent them to a bizarre TV world. Sam spent every spare minute trying to uncover the identity of the stranger Ash had seen with Cas. It was weeks later before they discovered their angel friend had thrown in with Crowley, the self-styled demon King of Hell, to access the power of the souls of Purgatory. Dean was infuriated when Cas wouldn't turn from his course, and broken up when Cas succeeded and used the power to stop the heavenly civil war, only to go mad, collapse, and vanish.
Even after that, life went on. Zak sent them a lead on a case, and Nick sent another one. In early June Sam set up a Twitter account, about which Dean teased him mercilessly, and followed the Ghost Adventurers. Some days later he was amused by a tweet Aaron posted: "All i have wanted to do in the last 2 weeks is hunt a dark evil location some where & take that evil spirit head on. Im needing 2 hunt."
In July, the boys swung by Bobby's, and he gave Sam a small flat package that had been mailed to them there. Bobby, being Bobby, had already subjected it to every test short of soaking it in holy water. It was a good thing he hadn't gotten that far, as it contained several DVDs and a note of greeting from Zak, Nick and Aaron, asking them to "review the enclosed and let us know what you think. We're pretty fuckin' proud of it." Sam and Dean grabbed beers and settled at the computer to watch. Bobby, exercising ownership rights since the package was after all mailed to his house, joined them.
One disc contained a beautifully edited, ready for prime time 46-minute episode of Ghost Adventures titled 'Goldfield Hotel—The Final Lockdown?' It recorded the Ghost Adventurers' dramatic night locked inside the old hotel, punched up by some overblown narration from Zak that made Dean laugh so hard he had to rush to the bathroom. Prominently featured were some shadowy apparitions, a few notable EVPs, some amazing results from the Ovilus, and no indication whatsoever that Sam or Dean Winchester had been anywhere within a thousand miles of the place on the night in question.
The other discs contained the unedited footage, which meant the guys had to explain it all to Bobby. He groaned, cussed, scratched his beard, and once threw his baseball cap across the room, but in the end had to concede they had done the right thing. "If those boys are gonna do this, they had to know how to take care of themselves. Especially seeing as one of 'em's kin to you two. You Winchesters are just too damn good at gettin' yourselves into trouble to not know how to get yourselves out."
"They learned pretty well though, don't you think?" Sam gestured toward the screen with a hint of pride.
"Damn well. You're the idjits."
Sam glanced at Dean. "Does it count if it's us he's calling idjits and not them?"
Dean considered. "It does," he decided. "Drink!"
The brothers clinked bottles and drank.
THE END (for now...)
For non-SPN fans, the coda includes some extrapolation on our part, since season 7 hadn't started yet at the time we finished this story last June. We got pretty close though; SPN fans will know what I mean..
Aaron's tweet? REAL. Word for word, y'all. And posted while we were writing this story. I called tetiny and shrieked, srsly. Then of course, we found out he's a SPN fan, so it made perfect sense he would think of the GAC's work in hunter terms. :-) (later on, we learned Zak's a fan too. yay for good taste!)
And for non-GAC viewers who are skeptical that they could pull off the coverup, I'm told by a former GAC intern that I know from their forum that Zak, Nick and Aaron film AND edit 90% of a typical episode, so yes, we feel sure they could do this.
If you have any ideas for future directions, please share! We already want to write the GAC landing at Bobby's (I'm LOL just thinking about that, but they'll prolly get sucked into a hunt) and Sam & Dean do Vegas (possibly featuring Dean & Zak double teaming a high stakes poker game).
Authors: dixiehellcat and tetiny68
Pairing/Characters: Sam, Dean, Bobby; Gen. Other SPN characters mentioned: Cas, Baltie, and Ash. Guest starring Zak Bagans, Nick Groff and Aaron Goodwin of Ghost Adventures.
Rating: PG-13 for language
Words: about this part; total roughly 17,000.
Here we are at the end of a long night for our favorite boys. (that applies whether yours are the Winchester brothers or the GAC, hehe) We hope you enjoyed it and please, share comments, suggestions et cetera!
A few closing notes at the end...
11 "Play your cards right, watch out for each other, and you'll probably live a long and boring life."
"Long sounds good." Zak dug some Zotz out of the bag. "Boring, not so much."
"Take it from us, excitement is highly overrated." Sam said. "Filmmaking sounds exciting enough."
"I dunno, Sammy,' Dean countered. "Remember that time we went to LA to work that haunted movie set? Didn't look too exciting to me. Except the chicks, of course."
That led into a joint recount of some of Sam & Dean's greatest hits, which frequently devolved into arguments about who did what and when, accompanied by good-natured jabs from their audience. Dean wished there had been beer, but other than that, it ended up being the best, most relaxed time he'd had in a damn long while. "Can you believe," he asked Sam, "that we're tellin' some of this shit to guys we didn't even know twenty-four hours ago?"
Zak chuckled, then glanced at his watch and swore. "Red'll be here any minute to let us out. You guys better hole up till we clear out."
"We'll hustle the crew along," Aaron said. "Play the traumatic experience card. Something so terrifying happened, we can't bear to stay here one—more—minute!!!"
"You're good at that," Nick joked, then ducked as Aaron launched a half-eaten atomic fire ball at him.
Sam found a scrap of paper in his duffel and scribbled on it. "Zak, here's my email, and my and Dean's cell phone numbers. Stay in touch, and if you run into something you need help on, or something up our alley, let us know. Oh!" He wrote some more before handing the notes over. "I also included contact info for a guy named Bobby Singer. He's kind of our second dad, and he's forgotten more about hunting than most of us will ever know. If information exists about any supernatural object, place or entity, he can find it."
"He's awesome," Dean added.
After a quick round of handshakes, back slaps and goodbyes, Sam and Dean returned to the rear door, where their adventurous night at the Goldfield Hotel had begun. From there they eavesdropped as the TV crew entered, pulling up cords and packing up equipment. The sounds of their work were accompanied by the Ghost Adventurers telling their tale, how they'd gotten footage so amazing no one would believe it, and so frightening no one might ever see it. After vehicle doors slammed and engines revved and faded in the distance, Dean popped the back door lock and they strolled out into a beautiful early spring Nevada morning.
"We've never been to Vegas," Sam noted.
"Definitely need to go," Dean concurred. "Poker, showgirls. And those guys owe us a beer."
"Yeah." They walked in companionable silence back to the Impala. "They're okay guys."
"They are. But I can't believe you gave 'em Bobby's number. Man, if they ever call him, we so need to be there when they roll up. We can make it a drinking game. Take a shot every time Bobby calls one of 'em an idjit."
"Dean, we'd be totally wasted inside of an hour."
"My point exactly." Dean smothered a yawn as he started the car.
"Let's find a motel, grab a bite and get some shut-eye," Sam said. "Then I'll see if I can ID stabbity ghost guy, and we can tie up the last loose ends on this place."
"Works for me. Aaron mentioned this great place near here in Tonopah, all clowns…" Dean cackled at the look of sheer horror on Sam's face as they pulled out.
+++
After an afternoon of research, Sam found out a kitchen hand at the Goldfield had gone berserk in the late '30's, attacked a romantic rival with a butcher knife, and been shot by the town sheriff. He and Dean located the remains that night, did the salt and burn drill, and left town.
A week or so later, Sam got an email from Zak, and one every so often after that. Among other things, their cousin reported the old hotel had finally been sold. There were no further reports of paranormal activity there, or anywhere else in Goldfield. Tourists were appropriately disappointed. Zak sounded secretly amused.
Sam and Dean went on about their normal lives, which is to say, not normal in the slightest. Cas sent them to the Old West; Balthazar sent them to a bizarre TV world. Sam spent every spare minute trying to uncover the identity of the stranger Ash had seen with Cas. It was weeks later before they discovered their angel friend had thrown in with Crowley, the self-styled demon King of Hell, to access the power of the souls of Purgatory. Dean was infuriated when Cas wouldn't turn from his course, and broken up when Cas succeeded and used the power to stop the heavenly civil war, only to go mad, collapse, and vanish.
Even after that, life went on. Zak sent them a lead on a case, and Nick sent another one. In early June Sam set up a Twitter account, about which Dean teased him mercilessly, and followed the Ghost Adventurers. Some days later he was amused by a tweet Aaron posted: "All i have wanted to do in the last 2 weeks is hunt a dark evil location some where & take that evil spirit head on. Im needing 2 hunt."
In July, the boys swung by Bobby's, and he gave Sam a small flat package that had been mailed to them there. Bobby, being Bobby, had already subjected it to every test short of soaking it in holy water. It was a good thing he hadn't gotten that far, as it contained several DVDs and a note of greeting from Zak, Nick and Aaron, asking them to "review the enclosed and let us know what you think. We're pretty fuckin' proud of it." Sam and Dean grabbed beers and settled at the computer to watch. Bobby, exercising ownership rights since the package was after all mailed to his house, joined them.
One disc contained a beautifully edited, ready for prime time 46-minute episode of Ghost Adventures titled 'Goldfield Hotel—The Final Lockdown?' It recorded the Ghost Adventurers' dramatic night locked inside the old hotel, punched up by some overblown narration from Zak that made Dean laugh so hard he had to rush to the bathroom. Prominently featured were some shadowy apparitions, a few notable EVPs, some amazing results from the Ovilus, and no indication whatsoever that Sam or Dean Winchester had been anywhere within a thousand miles of the place on the night in question.
The other discs contained the unedited footage, which meant the guys had to explain it all to Bobby. He groaned, cussed, scratched his beard, and once threw his baseball cap across the room, but in the end had to concede they had done the right thing. "If those boys are gonna do this, they had to know how to take care of themselves. Especially seeing as one of 'em's kin to you two. You Winchesters are just too damn good at gettin' yourselves into trouble to not know how to get yourselves out."
"They learned pretty well though, don't you think?" Sam gestured toward the screen with a hint of pride.
"Damn well. You're the idjits."
Sam glanced at Dean. "Does it count if it's us he's calling idjits and not them?"
Dean considered. "It does," he decided. "Drink!"
The brothers clinked bottles and drank.
THE END (for now...)
For non-SPN fans, the coda includes some extrapolation on our part, since season 7 hadn't started yet at the time we finished this story last June. We got pretty close though; SPN fans will know what I mean..
Aaron's tweet? REAL. Word for word, y'all. And posted while we were writing this story. I called tetiny and shrieked, srsly. Then of course, we found out he's a SPN fan, so it made perfect sense he would think of the GAC's work in hunter terms. :-) (later on, we learned Zak's a fan too. yay for good taste!)
And for non-GAC viewers who are skeptical that they could pull off the coverup, I'm told by a former GAC intern that I know from their forum that Zak, Nick and Aaron film AND edit 90% of a typical episode, so yes, we feel sure they could do this.
If you have any ideas for future directions, please share! We already want to write the GAC landing at Bobby's (I'm LOL just thinking about that, but they'll prolly get sucked into a hunt) and Sam & Dean do Vegas (possibly featuring Dean & Zak double teaming a high stakes poker game).
