Reckless and Brave

LXXXV. (85) Under Pressure (Part I)

[The Real Ghostbusters]

Dean sped into a car park past a hotel sign they pulled up and jumped out. Dean ran around the back and stopped, seeing Holly staring at something. He followed her eyes to see a line of identical Impalas.

Sam called out to them, "Hey. Come on."

They ran to the hotel to see Chuck pacing at the bottom of the stairs. "Chuck!" Sam cried. "There you are."

Chuck's eyes widened, seeing them. "Guys?"

"What's going on?" Dean wondered.

"Ah, nothing. You know, I'm just kinda hanging. What are you guys doing here?"

Holly frowned. "You told us to come."

"Ah, no I didn't."

Sam nodded. "Yeah you did, you texted me. This address, life or death situation. Any of this ringing a bell?"

"I didn't send you a text."

"We drove all night!" Dean cried.

"I'm sorry, I don't understand what could...oh no."

"What?" Dean and Holly asked.

The sound of squealing at the top of the stairs caught their attention. "Sam! You made it!"

Sam turned to the voice. "Oh, ah, Becky, right?"

Becky ran down the stairs. "Oh, you remembered." Her voice lowered. "You been thinking about me."

"I..."

"It's okay. I can't get you out of my head either."

Chuck glanced at her. "Becky, did you take my phone?"

"I just borrowed it from your pants."

"Becky..."

"What? They're going to want to see it."

"See what?" The siblings asked.

"Oh my God. I love it when they talk at the same time!"

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

Becky ran up the stairs excitedly and Chuck turned to the siblings. "Guys. I'm sorry. For everything."

The siblings shared a confused look before following Chuck up the stairs.

A large man walked past with a stein of beer. "Ha-ha-ha. Hey Dean, looking good. Holly, looking pretty as ever."

Dean glowered at the guy. "Who the hell are you?"

The man turned back to him. Holly noticed that the guy was wearing Dean's almost exact outfit; including the Samulet. "I'm Dean too. Duh."

A scarecrow walked up to them. "Uh-oh. It's Sam, Dean, and Holly. I'm in trouble now. Have fun you three. Aaaah!" He jiggled his scythe in Sam's face before walking away.

Sam gave the scarecrow his bitchface and they heard giggling behind them. Becky. "What?" Dean asked.

They looked around the room to see every monster they'd ever fought and hunter friends of theirs. There was merch on tables from the Impala on coffee cups to Chuck's books and more.

"Becky." Sam said. "What is this?"

"It's awesome! A supernatural convention. The first ever."

Sam gave another bitchface and Dean and Holly were confused.