Rewrite Of Supernatural Series: Season 1.

Phantom Traveler - Part 3.

You were sitting beside Dean who was in the window seat. Sam got an aisle seat just behind yours. This column consisted of only two seats each row, so Sam had to go back. The green-eyed hunter had the instruction manual in his hand, his body tense.

You had been pondering over ways to protect the brothers when an idea struck you. You chanted the activation spell under your breath while Dean was distracted. When you were done, you relaxed. The spell won't work until a special line is said out loud. You would say it if you felt that it was required.

'Hey,' you said softly, you put your hand over his own, rubbing your thumb in circles on his palm when you noticed his breathing was uneven. 'Just try to relax.'

He grimaced, 'I hate this.'

'Dean, I'll keep you safe,' you said, meaning every word of that. With the spell in place, the boys would get out alive of here, even if the plane literally blew up — they would be safe.

'The plane's gonna crash,' he muttered, keeping his voice low so that only you both could hear your conversation.

'I promise you, I'll try my best to not let that happen. Do you trust me?'

'Of course, I do.'

'Then calm down.'

He nodded his head, pursing his lips. The plane started to pick up speed on the runway, preparing for take-off and Dean held your hand tightly in between the two of you. He checked his seat belt before leaning back against his seat and bracing himself. You rested your head on his shoulder, using your free hand to pull him into a side-hug. Your right hand now rested against the back of his neck, as his head stayed over yours. Dean relaxed ever so slightly.

You started humming Metallica and Dean joined you soon, relaxing more as he tried to keep his mind distracted. Sam leaned forward and whispered from between the gaps in the seat, 'Are you both humming Metallica?'

'Calms me down,' Dean curtly replied.

Sam scoffed, keeping his voice on the down-low. 'Look man, I get you're nervous, all right? But you gotta stay focused.'

Dean nodded his head, 'Okay.'

'I mean, we got 32 minutes and counting to track this thing down or whoever he's possessing anyway and perform a full-on exorcism.'

'Yeah, on a crowded plane. That's gonna be easy.'

'Just take it one step at a time, alright?'

'Boys. I got this,' you said, unbuckling yourself.

You got up but were immediately pulled down when Dean refused to let you go. His eyes were wild and he looked petrified. You leaned up and kissed him on the forehead, letting your lips linger till Dean relaxed back again. You untangled your hand from his. Stroking his cheek with your thumb, you said in a low voice so that only Dean could hear you, 'Don't worry, love. As long as I'm here, no one harms you.'

However mad you were at him, you didn't want him scared. That's a feeling you hated, and you wished someone had been there for you in your most scary moments. You couldn't see Dean or Sam even slightly afraid of anything.

So, you thought about where the demon could be.

You knew that the demons wormed their way through humans who were suffering from some emotional distress. You also knew that Amanda Walker should be nervous since this was her first flight after her crash. You were standing in the middle of the aisle now, you stopped the first flight attendant walking down the aisle, 'Excuse me, are you Amanda?'

'No, I'm not,' she said, smiling welcomingly. You had an itch to ask her how she faked a smile so good, you wanted to take tips but now wasn't the right time.