Supernatural/Arrow crossover

Guns and Sass Don't Mix

Deans POV>

Sooooo let's just say the questioning didn't go so well.

THE QUESTIONING:

"Why were you breaking and entering?" The detective asked- more like demanded.

"Mmm, I just got a bit lost. I was looking for the bathroom." I explained.

"Don't give me that bull. There are several reports of seeing you lock-picking the door."

"You see, when you have to go really bad- you do some crazy things to find a bathroom." The detective rolled his eyes.

"You were also reported to have come into the bar with guns? Am I correct?" He asked now invading my personal space.

"Uh, yes sir. We did sir. It was our mistake, SIR!"

"Are you trying to make me angry?" He sneered.

"Sorry. I'm just saying I don't understand why I'm here. It's stupid. I didn't do anything wrong."

"Oh no, because being armed with loaded guns at a public bar isn't illegal? Breaking & entering isn't illegal?" He spat.

"Last time I checked, we didn't actually bring our guns into the place. We were still outside when Oliver took them."

"Yea. Okay. But you keep saying, we. Whose this 'we'?"

"Ohh, you mean my brother? Sammy is a veeeery good citizen. He'd never help me with something like this. Did you know he went to college for Law?"

"Oh that's great. Wow. I'm so impressed." The detectives voice was fake and high pitched. "Now tell me what were you doing?" I'm so confused on why this guy is so determined to know what I was doing. It didn't seem like normal cop behavior to question me so much on something so small. I've done worse and had less questioning.

"I was looking for my dad."

"You dad is...?"

"John. The Arrow guy had kidnapped him and I was searching for him."

"John...Who? Give us a last name so we can track him down easier." This detective was uncomfortably close to me.

"...Winchester..." I said after a moment. The detective instantly back away and left the room. Ooookay. I heard him tell some cop to put me in a holding cell. Great. The cop came in and took me away. But I still was very curious about that detective...
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Sam's POV>

When I finally reached the station, I peaked in and it was basically empty... Strange... There was something going on in this city. I sighed and cautiously walked in.

"Dean?!" I whispered. Papers were scattered everywhere and even some desks were tipped over. I saw a chain of keys and swiped them up. I kept walking, towards the holding cells knowing somehow Dean didn't really do so good in questioning... He never does.

"Sam?" I heard him call.

"Dean? Hang on." I started running towards the cells. "Oh thank god, this place is creepy as hell!"

"Awe, did poor little Sammy get scared?" Dean asked laughing.

"Yea yea whatever." I rolled my eyes.

"Did you grab keys?" I held the keys up.

"I'm not stupid." I said ready unlock the cell but Dean shouted,

"Sam behind you, look out!!" And I instantly ducked, a chair smashing to pieces just inches above my head.

"Is this your 'we' Dean Winchester?!" A man snarled before tackling me my head hitting the cell bars. I felt the keys fly out of my hands.

"I knew something was off about you!" Dean shouted. The man punched me directly in the face. He was now on top of me, swinging as much as he could. I heard a slight clicking sound and then suddenly the man wasn't on top of me anymore. I look up and see Dean beating the crap out of the man. I see now a badge on his uniform that reads, 'Head Detective.'

"Come on Dean!" I shout and he does one last punch to the detective as we dash out the door.
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Oliver's POV>

I sighed. "Diggle, what are gonna do about John? I can't keep him locked down there forever. He'll escape or his sons will come and save him. Either way..." I trailed off having an idea in mind but not yet ready to share it.

"Oliver. What are you suggesting we do then?" Diggle asked.

"I think you know..." He looked at me and sighed deeply. I glance out at the street and see two figures moving alongside the road.

"Okay. But if we do this, know there's a chance of John's sons stopping at nothing to get revenge."

"I think I can handle it. I've dealt with worse. We'll do this tomorrow night." I say confirming it and walk back inside the bar.
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AUTHORS NOTE:

Uh oh. What's Oliver gonna do?! It's probably super obvious or maybe not I dunno.

But what is up with that detective? I'm not actually sure if that was strange behavior for a detective I was trying. -.- But poor Sammy boy! Urm- I know I didn't really make anything clear yet but I will! :3

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