Author's Note: This is a new mini-crossover series with Supernatural. This was somewhat requested and definitely inspired by theoraekendeserveslove from Tumblr. I hope you like it. I'll try and get part 2 as soon as possible
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A black Impala stopped in front of a parked truck. The Winchester brothers had never seen the truck before, nor where they expecting someone to meet them at their bunker. Maybe someone randomly parked in front of the gate that leads to the bunker in the middle of nowhere.
"Maybe you should honk," Sam suggested.
"And let them get away?" Dean shook his head as he reached for his gun from the back waistband of his jeans. He removed the safety before getting out of his car. Sam mirrored his brother's actions and walked next to him before slowly approaching the truck.
"There's no one sitting in the driver's seat," Dean said. "Why would they abandon a beautiful trunk?" He asked as his eyes began to admire the black truck, already thinking of names for it as if it was his own.
Sam shook his head, ignoring his brother's love for cars. He peeked over to the backseat and noticed two people sleeping. A teenage boy was lying on his back, with a hoodie covering his face and his arms wrapped around a girl's figure. The teenage girl had half her body against his side and the other half on top of him. While cuddling him, the girl had her face buried in the crook of the boy's neck with her arms wrapped around him tight, almost too scared to let him go. There wasn't much room in the backseat for one person to sleep, let alone two. Sam was impressed. It made him believe they had slept in the backseat before. Probably more often than a pair of teenagers should.
"Dean?" Sam whispered as he nodded his head for Dean to look. Dean peeked into the backseat and saw the two teenagers sleeping. He let out a sigh, wondering why these kids were sleeping in a truck in the middle of nowhere. He ran his hand over his face, wondering what he should do.
"Should we let them sleep?" Sam asked as they stepped away from the truck.
"Who knows why they're here, Sammy, or what they are. For all we know, they might have been waiting for us to get here and kill us."
"Or maybe they have no place to go," Sam's voice was sympathetic, but it was loud enough for Theo's enhanced hearing to hear. He began to stir in his sleep as he heard two voices talking.
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Dean fought hard not to fall into that assumption. "Sammy, now these days, we don't know if anyone is human or supernatural anymore. Sure, they look like an innocent couple sleeping in the backseat of the truck, but what if they're not? What if they're a pair of hungry vampires, waiting to suck our blood?"
At this point, Theo woke up. He slightly nudged Y/N awake. When her eyes fluttered open and met with Theo's, she noticed he had a finger up on his lips, signaling her to be quiet. She didn't understand what was going on. She was still groggy and half asleep, until she heard the same voices Theo heard with her werewolf hearing.
