The song for the title of this chapter was sung by Phil Collins
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"Beck. Beck. Hey, I need to wake up for me. Come on baby, open those pretty gray eyes." Dean said to Beck trying to awaken her, again, unconscious form.
Dean sat there in the dark hauling her into his arms trying to rouse the, now, injured and again unconscious young woman.
Damn, but she is pretty. He couldn't help thinking. He also acknowledged, uncomfortably, that this very pretty woman made him nervous and left him feeling like a silly little boy with his first crush.
Beck groaned in pain in Dean's arms and tried to sit up.
"Whoa there, easy honey or 'ur gonna topple both of us." Dean said trying to get Beck to be still.
"Where are we and where the hell did you go?" Beck demanded relaxing back into Dean's arms.
"I'm right here, Becky and I think we're in the basement." Dean replied.
"I know you're here now. I meant earlier when I was building the fire. I turned around and the three of you had disappeared." Beck said ignoring Dean calling her "Becky".
"Oh, that." came through the dark.
"Yes, that." Beck responded and then a moment later felt that Dean was shivering, "Are you alright, Dean?"
"I'm good." was the brisk reply.
"No, you're not. You're shaking. Are you cold?" she asked concerned
"Left my jacket upstairs, I think." Dean said trying to avoid her concern.
"Dean?" Beck quietly asked.
"Yea?" he replied.
"Why does it feel like the room is spinning?" Beck asked feeling woozy, leaning closer to him to help steady herself and keep him warm.
"From what I can tell you got knocked upside your head." he told her.
"Great, just what I needed. Um, is that why I'm in your lap?" she inquired.
"Yea, I was trying to wake you." he explained.
"Oh." came the response.
"Dean?" came Beck's voice from the dark again.
"Yea." came Dean's.
"Did you already cut off War's ring?" Beck asked a little nervous about the answer.
"Damn, you saw that too." Dean stated.
"Last episode I saw. I know that you and Sam split up for a little bit. Then you ended up in a possible future where Lucifer had complete control of Sam. You then continued to refuse Zachariah about being Micheal's vessel after he brought you back to the present. Then you two started hunting together again." giving a quick rundown of what she had recently seen
"Do you know what happens next?" he asked.
"With this particular job, no. There isn't any episode on it."
"So...our "show" is really popular in your whatever it is, huh?" Dean said trying to be conversational, but still burning with curiosity.
"Yea, but we really should get up and find the others." she replied changing the subject.
"Right." he said noting the change of subject
Beck's eyes had finally adjusted to the dark and she could see well enough to disentangle herself from Dean without "toppling" the both of them.
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Heroes (We Could Be)
FanfictionSam and Dean Winchester save Beck Lindsey, a young woman from an alternate reality, from drowning. Beck must decide how much her story will change, if she wants to return to her old life, and how to navigate falling for the "bad boy" of Supernatural...
