Lucifer Chronicles

Emergency!

"So, uh, you guys are supposed to have some big bad archangel fueled prize fight?" Erin asked as they drove down the road. "And you have to kill each other." She added quietly. 

"How far from Chuck are we?" Ariel asked, changing the topic. They had received a message from Chuck with an address and it told them to come ASAP. 

"Not far." Dean kept his glance ahead, trying to ignore the holes Erin was burning into the two people upfront, with her singular eye. 

"Are we just going to ignore the celebrity death match now?" Erin scoffed. 

"Yes." Sam sighed. "Just for now. Live in the moment, dear." 

Erin threw herself back into her seat grumpily as they pulled up to a hotel. 

"What the hell?" Dean asked seeing all the other impala's parked by them. 

"Chuck!" Ariel yelled, once she saw him. She threw herself at him in a hug, almost knocking him off balance. They weren't super close, but definitely closer after he helped her through the whole Castiel exploding situation as best as he could. 

"Guys?" He asked pulling away from the hug, confused. 

"Hey Chuckles." Erin smiled, forgetting the worries that were on her mind, and hugging him as well. 

"What're you doing here?" He looked at them, his eyes settling on Erin. "And Chuckles is a horrible nickname." 

"You told us to come? You texted us this address." Dean raised a dark brow. 

"Emergency! Life or death situation. Any of this ringing a bell?" Sam added. 

Chuck just shrugged. 

"We were in the car all night, Chuckles!" Erin threw her hands up, purposefully using the hated nickname. 

"I'm sorry. I don't..." He trailed off, looking off in the distance. "Oh no..." 

"SAM!" A high-pitched voice squealed, making them all jump. "You made it!" 

"Oh no." Erin pinched the bridge of her nose. "Anyone has any Excedrin? I can already feel a migraine forming." 

"Oh." Sam's mood dropped instantly. "Uh, Becky, right?" 

"You remembered." She swooned as she ran towards them, lowering her voice. "You've been thinking about me." She inched closer to him. 

"Uh, no." Erin stepped between them. "He's been thinking about me, and all those long, romantic, moonlit nights we've spent together. Our bodies tangled together." Erin hissed, stepping closer to Becky. "The pleasure he received, from only me, as I placed my lips on his body." 

"Okaaaay." Chuck cut off. "Before that gets too pornographic. Becky did you take my phone from my pants?"

Erin smirked proudly as Becky sent a glare her way and backed away from Sam, her mood switching back to excited. "They're going to want to see it!" She exclaimed. 

"Uh, see what?" Sam and Dean asked at the same time. "Oh my god!" Becky did an excited dance. "I love it when they talk at the same time." 

"It doesn't happen nearly enough." Erin and Ariel laughed. 

"Hey, Chuck?" A big guy with a clipboard appeared at the top of the stairs. " Come on, pal. It's showtime." 

Becky raced up the stairs. 

"I'm so sorry for everything." Chuck said as they followed him inside. 

They entered into the main lobby to see a bunch of people in various costumes, 

"Uh-oh." A man dressed as a scarecrow approached them. "It the Winchesters I'm in trouble now." He pretended to cower in fear. 

"Uh, What?" Dean asked as the man walked away. He looked around the room to see various monsters they fought, as well as people that appeared to be dressed as them. 

"Huh." Erin crossed her arms, scoffing. "Wonder who all the blondes in eye patches are." 

"Nice eye patch!" Some one smiled.

"Yeah, wanna see a real empty eye socket underneath?" 

"Snarky! Just like Erin. Neat!" 

"Becky. What is this?" Sam pulled Erin closer to himself, just to be safe. 

"The first ever Supernatural convention!" She cheered, a few various people around the room joining in.