Supernatural: A Titanic Parody (Sam Winchester x Female!Reader)

Iceberg Right Ahead!

Two stewards enter the Hold. They have electric torches and play the beams around the hold. They spot the Renault with it's fogged up rear window and approach it slowly. (Name's) passionate handprint, still there on the fogged up glass. One steward whips open the door. "Got yer!" He yelled, but the back seat was empty.

Sam and (Name), fully dressed, come through a crew door onto the deck. They can barely stand, they are laughing so hard. Up Above them, in the crow's nest, lookout Gabriel hears the disturbance below and looks around and back down to the well deck, where he can see two figures embracing.

Sam and (Name) stand in each others arms. Their breath clouds around them in the now freezing air, but they don't even feel the cold. "When this ship docks, I'm getting off with you." (Name) said, and Sam is surprised by this.

"This is crazy." He said, grinning. "I know. It doesn't make any sense. That's why I trust it." (Name) said, smiling. Sam pulls her to him and kisses her fiercely.

In the crow's next Gabriel nudges Loki. "Loki... look at that, would ya." He said, smirking. "They're a bloody sight warmer than we are." Loki said, smirking as well by the couple below them.

"Well if that's what it takes for us two to get warm, I'd rather not, if it's all the same." Gabriel said. They both have a good laugh at that one. But then Gabriel's expression falls. Glancing forward again, he does a double take and the color drains out of his face.

A massive iceberg right in their path, 500 yards out. "Bugger me!!" He exclaimed. Gabriel reaches past Loki and rings the lookout bell three times, then grabs the telephone, calling the bridge. He waits precious seconds for it to be picket up, never taking his eyes off the black mass ahead. "Pick up, ya bastard." Gabriel growled.

Inside the enclosed wheelhouse on the bridge, Officer Dick Roman walks unhurriedly to the telephone, picking it up. "Is someone there?" Gabriel asked. "Yes. What do you see?" Dick asked. "Iceberg right ahead!" Gabriel yelled into the telephone. "Thank you." Dick said, and he hangs up to call Gordon. "Iceberg right ahead!" He announced.

Gordon sees it and rushes to the engine room telegraph. While signaling 'FULL SPEED ASTERN', he yells to Quartermaster Hitchins, who is at the wheel. "Hard a' starboard." Gordon said. "Hard'a starboard. The helm is hard over, sir." Dick said.

Chief Engineer Nick is just checking the soup he has warming on a steam manifold when the engine telegraph clangs, then goes... incredibly to 'FULL SPEED ASTERN'. He and the other engineers just stare at it a second, unbelieving. Then Nick reacts. "Full astern! FULL ASTERN!!"

The engineers and greasers like madmen to close steam valves and start braking the mighty propeller shafts, big as Sequias, to a stop.

In the boiler room six, Leading Alastair is standing with 2nd Engineer Azazel when the red warning light and 'STOP' indicator come on. "Shut all dampers! Shut 'em!!" Azazel commanded.

From the bridge Gordon watches the burg growing... straight ahead. The ship finally starts to turn left. Gordon's jaw clenches as the ship turns with agonizing slowness. He holds his breath as the horrible physics play out.

In the crow's next, Gabriel braces himself. The bow of the ship thunders and...KRUUUNCH!! The ship hits the berg on it's starboard bow. Underwater, the ice smashes in the steel hull plates. The iceberg bumps and scrapes along the side of the ship. Rivets pop as the steel plate of the hull flexes under the load.

Hold #2 the two stewards stagger as the hull buckles in four feet with a sound like thunder. Like a sledgehammer beating along outside the ship, the berg splits the hull plates and the sea pour in, sweeping them off their feert. The icy water swirls around the Renault as the men scramble for the stairs.