“Hitchhiker”
A drabble of 100 words
By December21st
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: PG
Pairing: None
Warnings: None
Summary: Free advice is seldom cheap. Written for
bitterbird on behalf of
azuremonkey with a prompt of the first Ruby on the occasion of
castleland’s Heart of Gold gala event.
A/N: The only Supernatural fic I've written in over two years.
"Need a ride?" Walt offers the leggy blonde leaning against the side of his truck.
"Going north?" She counters. Walt nods, leering. It's not exactly true.
Walt's not sure what happens next, but there's black smoke in the cab and he's suddenly a passenger in his own body, the blonde sleeping or dead next to him.
They travel north for hours, finally stopping at a run-down motel with only one car in the parking lot, an old Impala.
Walt's suddenly back to normal; the blonde climbing out of the cab. She flashes a grin. "A tip? Don't pick up hitchhikers."