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Fic: Flying Alone (NCIS; Supernatural)

Title: Flying Alone
Author: kaylashay
Rating: FR13
Fandoms: NCIS; Supernatural
Disclaimer: I'm not Kripke, the CW, Bellesario or CBS, so I don't claim to own them.
Timeline: Pre-Series for Both
Challenge: spn_twisted; 1:2 Public Transportation
Word Count: 1,668

Crossposted: ncis_haven; ncisfanfic; tonydinozzo; sn_crossovers; spn_twisted

Summary: Tony was finally on his own and he found himself sitting next to two young boys in the same boat.

Tony stashed his carryon bag in the overhead compartment and slumped into the isle seat with a sigh. He told himself that he should be happy that he was finally leaving home, finally getting away from his father. But he wasn’t happy. His mind kept replaying the last moment he stood toe to toe with his father as the older man told him he was a worthless piece of shit and that he would end up in the gutter if he took the sports scholarship to Ohio State. If he couldn’t prove he could make it on his own, then his father’s words would come true and that scared him shitless.

He only had the carryon bag and what items he could fit into two suitcases. He didn’t hold out hope that Janice, the current housekeeper, would be able to keep the things he left behind safe. If he couldn’t make it at college, he would have nothing to fall back on, just a bag of clothes and a few pictures, and none of that could keep him fed.

He sighed again as the plane started filling up around him. He had used most of his money received from distant relatives for graduation to purchase the ticket to Ohio and he was thankful he did. He couldn’t imagine spending a day or more moving from one cramped bus to another to get from the east coast to Ohio. At least he could arrive at college with a little style in tact.

He was pulled from his inner musings when he felt a tap against his shoulder. Looking up, he caught the eye of a lovely flight attendant and smiled. He knew he hadn’t lost his touch honed from several years of sneaking into college parties with his buddies when she smiled back.

“Excuse me sir,” she said gracefully. “Could you let these boys past to their seats?

Tony looked around her and saw two boys standing close to each other. He pegged the older one to be around nine or ten while the younger one looked closer to five or six. He tried not to let a groan escape his lips when he realized he was going to spend the flight with two kids stuck next to him. Kids never liked him, and he didn’t like them.

“Sure,” he said shortly as he stood up to let them pass by.

“You take the window seat Sammy,” the older one ordered as he threw a distrusting look at Tony as he walked by.

“Now boys,” the flight attendant, Sarah, Tony noted her nametag, started to say only to be cut off by the older boy.

“We know, we know… Buzz you if we need anything and if we’re good, you’ll take up to see the cockpit. We can pass on that.” Tony couldn’t help but smile just a little bit at how the boy handled being treated like a kid.

“Well, okay. I guess just buzz me if you need anything and behave,” she said quickly as she walked away.

The two boys sat in silence and Tony could only hope they stayed that way for the rest of the flight. But all too soon, before the plane even got off the ground, the younger was whining.

“Why couldn’t we stay with dad, Dean?”

“Just cause, Sammy,” Dean answered shortly.

“But where are we going?”

Tony crossed his arms across his chest and sighed. This had the makings of a long flight.

“I already told you, Pastor Jim’s. Remember him?”

“Yeah,” Sammy said in a small voice. “He lives in a church.”

“He doesn’t live in the church, just next to it.”

“But why did dad say it would be safer there than with him?”

Tony’s ears perked up at that question. Why would these kids be sent to stay with a preacher instead of their own father?

Dean cast a nervous look at him before turning his attention back to his brother. “Just cause, Sammy. Now shut your trap.”

Sammy’s face took on what had to be a normal pout for him, as it looked too rehearsed to Tony’s eyes. Tony knew all too well what kind of acting skills a kid could gain when facing off against family members.

“When we gonna get there?” was asked a few minutes later and Tony flopped his head back against his seat.

Things settled down after that until thirty minutes into the flight, the seatbelt light was flipped to the on position and the flight attendants were hurrying down the isles. Then the pilot’s voice came over the speaker, “I’m sorry folks, but we are about to fly into some rough weather. There will be some turbulence, so please secure all of your loose items and keep your seatbelts fastened.”

Tony unconsciously tightened his belt and glanced over to see Dean doing the same for his younger brother. Just then, all hell broke loose.

Tony saw a bright flash engulf the plane through every window that had the screen up. Then his stomach felt as if it had done a black flip with nothing to land on. Around him he heard startled cries from the other passengers and one lady actually screamed.

He took a quick glance at the two boys next to him, suddenly feeling the need to protect them, even though there wasn’t a damn thing he could do. Sammy was holding on to his brother’s hand in a death grip while Dean had a panicked look on his face.

Feeling the need to comfort them both, he reached an unsteady hand up to Dean’s shoulder and said, “We’ll be okay. These kind of things happen every day.”

Dean snapped his eyes onto Tony’s face and the look almost made Tony want to get away from the boy. A cold yet trembling voice said, “Get your hand off of me. I’m not some baby that needs protecting.”

“Didn’t say you were,” Tony said as he removed his hand. Just then the plane dropped again and Dean’s free hand grabbed firmly on to the sleeve of his shirt.

Tony didn’t say a thing and kept his eyes forward, but allow the kid to use his only remaining Gucci shirt to be crumpled in the kid’s fist.

“Dean,” Tony turned and saw the younger boy trying to talk to his brother. “Dean,” came the little voice again and Tony risked glancing at the unresponsive boy.

What he saw almost frightened him. The kid’s face was sheet white and his mouth was drawn into a tight, thin line. Both of his hands were still gripped into the same places, but other than the shallow breathing, it was like the kid’s mind had taken a hike.

“This is not good,” Tony mumbled to himself. “Hey kid,” he said a little louder as he brought his free hand up to tap on his shoulder. He didn’t received a response, so he shook a little harder and said, “Dean, come on kid, talk to me.”

Tony looked back over at Sammy’s panic-stricken face and noticed tears starting to fall. “Hey kid, Sammy,” he took a deep breath. “It’ll be okay. Your brother’s just scared at the moment.”

“Don’t call me Sammy, I’m Sam. And Dean never gets scared. Not even when the bad things are around,” Sammy said with a determined voice.

Part of Tony wanted to get Sammy, no Sam, to elaborate on what the bad things were, but it wasn’t the time or place for that. “Everyone is scared of something, Sam,” he said in the most soothing tone he could muster.

“What are you scared of?” Sammy asked with a sniff as he wiped his free arm across his nose.

Tony looked back at Dean and noticed the kid was blinking his eyes. Taking that as a good sign, he turned back to Sammy to keep him distracted.

“I’m scared of vampires,” he said with a small smile as he thought of that damn canopy bed his mom had him sleep in.

“Vampires don’t exist,” Sam said with a voice of authority. “My dad said so.”

“But I’m still scared of them,” Tony answered back. “Is there something that scares you?”

“There was a thing in my closet once,” Sam said thoughtfully. “But dad gave me a .45 to take care of it.”

Tony started at that. What kind of parent gave a five-year-old a gun to take care of the ‘thing’ in his closet?

Before Tony could press for more details, Dean spoke up. “What happened?”

Tony took in the color that was slowly returning to the boys face and breathed a sigh of relief. “You kinda disappeared on us. You doing okay?”

Dean turned distrustful eyes on him again and quickly released his shirt. “I’m fine. I just want off this damn plane.”

“You and me both, kid,” Tony said lightly.

Then Sam turned to his brother with an excited smile. “He said he was scared of vampires! I thought dad said they didn’t exist.”

“Shut up, Sammy,” Dean said and Sam obeyed for the rest of their flight.

Several hours later, Tony found himself tracking the progress the two boys made through the airport. He wasn’t sure why he felt the need to, but he wanted to make sure they were in safe hands. Near the baggage claim he saw an older man greet the boys. Then to make things even stranger, Dean handed the older man a flask from his carryon bag and the older man took a drink from it. After that, Dean let the man pick Sam up into a hug as they grabbed one bag and headed for the exit.

Feeling utterly confused, Tony picked up his own bags and trailed behind them. If that flight was any indication what his future would be like at Ohio State, Tony was almost hesitant to leave the airport. But he wanted to prove to his father and himself that he could make it on his own.


( 29 Campfires — Leave a Comment )
Jan. 29th, 2008 07:29 am (UTC)
*does a Snoopy dance*

Jan. 29th, 2008 07:47 pm (UTC)

Yay for snoopy dancin'!
Jan. 29th, 2008 07:48 am (UTC)
Nice Kay!!

I'm REALLY starting to think I need Supernatural on dvd - and soon....lol...
Jan. 29th, 2008 07:48 pm (UTC)
Now you know why you didn't get more of the Gibbs/DiNozzo fic last night... I got splatted with this right after I sent it.

And yes you need some Supernatural in your viewing diet. :-)
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Jan. 29th, 2008 07:49 pm (UTC)
Thanks! I really like it when someone mentions characterization in a review, because that's what I focus on the most.

Of course there had to be something to jump start Dean's fear... :-)
Jan. 29th, 2008 11:54 am (UTC)
LOL. Now we know why Dean hates to fly!

Damn you're quick. Team SV is going down! *hee*
Jan. 29th, 2008 07:50 pm (UTC)
The fic splatted...

Yeah, SV is going down I say! Down!

ah hem... Glad you liked. I'm already working on a sequel that has a cab involved.
Jan. 29th, 2008 01:30 pm (UTC)
Aw :D I love crossovers between these shows! This is awesome - I've never seen anything done like it!
Jan. 29th, 2008 07:52 pm (UTC)
Yay! Thanks for reviewing! Crossovers are such fun to do...

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Jan. 29th, 2008 07:50 pm (UTC)
Yay! Thanks!
Jan. 29th, 2008 03:47 pm (UTC)
Oh, awesome! Do we get and x years later? ;)

Jan. 29th, 2008 07:51 pm (UTC)

azraelz_angel splatted me (see the comment below yours) and I'm doing a sequel.

Jan. 29th, 2008 08:14 pm (UTC)
Woohoo! *grins*

(no subject) - emony2 - Jan. 29th, 2008 08:25 pm (UTC) - Expand
Jan. 29th, 2008 05:52 pm (UTC)
Yay for young Tony and even younger wee!Winchesters!

The whole thing was so very odd and yet so right - not an insult to you in the slightest - just from Tony's pov the flight was a mess.

I really loved that wee!Dean was trying to be such a hardass but ended up panicking and kinda zoning out for a little bit. And then at the end, Pastor Jim had to drink holy water from the flask.

It really makes me wish you'd write something later in their lives, showing Tony meeting up with Dean and Sam years later. And Dean and/or Sam recognizing Tony but not the other way around.

And I really hate that I keep going to bed and then your muse decides to write!! Though it does make for a wonderful way to start my work day!

Jan. 29th, 2008 06:04 pm (UTC)
You just splatted me... Now I have this idea of Sam saving Tony from something and then pouring a slightly out of it Tony into a cab to take him home. Then they subsequently drink and talk and Sam finally clues in on why Tony is so familiar.

"You still scared of vampires?" Sam asked as he finally put his finger on why Tony seemed so familiar.

"What? How'd you know that?" Tony asked as he sat back and focused on Sam's face.

"Somebody once told me that everyone is scared of something," Sam said quietly.

Tony scrunched his face in concentration before a memory from that flight to Ohio sprung to the surface. "Sammy?" he questioned. Then his mind started piecing together events from earlier in the night and what he heard and saw between little Sam and his older brother. "The thing in your closet... It was like what attacked me tonight? That's why your dad gave you a .45."


Okay... okay... I guess I'm writing a sequel....
Jan. 31st, 2008 03:58 am (UTC)
Okay... okay... I guess I'm writing a sequel....

Jan. 31st, 2008 03:55 am (UTC)
I really liked this! I love the foreshadowing of Tony's police skills, and the boys fears and just awesome!
Jan. 31st, 2008 07:34 am (UTC)
Thanks! I had fun slipping in those little hints of the Tony we know. I just posted the sequel to this on my journal... btw.

Jan. 31st, 2008 08:03 am (UTC)
oh terrific! thank you :)
Jan. 31st, 2008 06:31 am (UTC)
I really loved this. You write the boys very well. I really like how you worked in Dean's fear of flying and made it seem really belivable. I really hope that you'll write more fic with Tony and the Winchesters.
Jan. 31st, 2008 07:35 am (UTC)
Thanks! With the transportation prompt the fear of flying was an easy one to pick.


I just posted a companion piece to this fic in my journal that takes place in current timelines.
Jan. 31st, 2008 08:54 am (UTC)
Heee! Poor Dean, he can't ever get on a plane and not have it try and crash on him.
Feb. 1st, 2008 06:19 am (UTC)
Thanks! Something had to trigger his reaction to planes and I figured that was a good place to start.

I've got a companion fic up to this called Nosferatu: http://kaylashay81.livejournal.com/55872.html
Jan. 31st, 2008 02:24 pm (UTC)
I love this crossover.
Feb. 1st, 2008 06:19 am (UTC)

I've got a companion fic up to this called Nosferatu: http://kaylashay81.livejournal.com/55872.html
Jan. 31st, 2008 04:52 pm (UTC)
Very nice! You got the boys down perfectly--especially Dean. Good explanation for Dean's fear of flying, too.
Feb. 1st, 2008 06:20 am (UTC)
Woot! Glad you liked it!

I've got a companion fic up to this called Nosferatu: http://kaylashay81.livejournal.com/55872.html
Sep. 28th, 2009 07:08 am (UTC)
MEWHEAWHWAEHEwwae... great background crossover... Dean's afraid of flying, yeah, gotta have to be rooted somewhere. Cute!!
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