Pour Me Out ~ Supernatural Fanfiction

The Van Allen's vs Fate

Karoline pulled her Camaro up behind Dean's Mustang, glancing over at her sister as she tried to find Shawn Russo - another decedent destined to die at the hands of Fate. "There." Alayna pointed out through the windshield. "That's him. Let's go." Karoline followed her line of sight to an Italian looking man, helping and older gentlemen in a neck brace.

Both girls climbed out of the car, Karoline knocking her knuckles against Dean's window as they passed and nodding for the two boys to follow. The sound of car doors opening and closing alerted them that they did, in fact, follow.

All four of them climbed up onto the sidewalk, and Dean led the way down the sidewalk. "Mr. Russo!" Russo kept walking, and Dean quickened his step. "Shawn!" When he still didn't answer Dean broke into a jog. "Russo!" The lawyer was crossing the street when Dean yelled, "Stop!"

The lawyer turned around to face them. Suddenly a white van came screeching down the street, and Alayna froze as it careened straight towards him. She jumped back as Sam rushed forward, grabbing Russo by the jacket and yanking him backwards. The lawyer's phone clattered to the ground as he hit the paved sidewalk, and Sam hurriedly helped him to his feet. The white van had swerved and was now stopped, and Karoline could see the wide eyes of the driver. Murmurs passed through the crowd as Sam brushed the lawyer's suit jacket off.

"Get off of me!" Russo shoved Sam away, glaring up at the taller man. "And you —" He turned to face Alayna. "I told you to leave me alone, didn't I?"

"Look." The girl held her hands up in surrender. "We're just trying to help, okay?"

"Help me?!" The lawyer spluttered. "You almost killed me, you lunatic! Give me that!" He snatched his phone out of Dean's hands. "Unbelievable," he muttered as he stalked off across the street.

"Russo!" Dean yelled. "Hey!"

Shawn Russo turned around to face them. "Just be glad I'm not suing your a—"

The bus came out of nowhere. One second Russo was there, and the next all there was, was a red stain on the ground. There were screams, and the bus screeched to a halt. Karoline stepped out into the street. A shoe, his phone, a hell of a lot of blood.

Dean walked up next to her, voice full of disbelief. "You've got to be kidding me."

"What?"

Dean pointed to the back of the bus, and Karoline bit back a small grin to see an ad for Shawn Russo's law firm on the back. "Too soon?" he asked.

Sam looked down at his brother. "Yeah, Dean, I'm pretty sure six seconds is too soon." Karoline took Dean's hand as she continued to study the scene, and suddenly Sam spoke up again. "Hey, hey, hey." He turned to look off to the left. "I think I saw her," he hissed. "Right over there."

"Her?" Dean scanned the almost-empty sidewalk. "Like, Fate her?" Alayna didn't see anything, and she frowned in confusion.

"Yeah."

"What'd she look like?" Dean was the one to ask.

"Like... kind of like a librarian."

"Your kind of librarian or my kind of librarian?"

Sam frowned slightly. "Well, she was wearing clothes, if that's what you mean." Alayna rolled her eyes with a small smile while Karoline bit back a chuckle.

Dean just frowned. "All right." He started across the street.

Sam immediately stopped him. "Whoa, whoa, whoa," he protested. "Wait, wait, wait. We can't just walk over there."

Dean turned to face them. "We're not on the hit list," he insisted. "We have nothing to do with the boat. Let's go talk to her."

"Talk?" Karoline echoed, her eyebrows shooting up in a silent question.