The World As We Know It (7/7) - Immortal!Dean - SPN/FF/HL/SV
Title: The World As We Know It (7/7)
Author: strangevisitor7
Beta: Pen37
Rated: PG - 13
spoilers: For the movie Serenity: The plot goes AU from the end of the movie
Prompt: #45 moon for crossovers100 my table is here
Fandom: Firefly, Highlander, SPN & SV. The rest of the Immortal!Dean Universe can be found here.
Characters: From FF: Mal, Zoe, Wash, River, Jayne, Simon, Inara, Kaylee. From I!D 'Verse: Dean Winchester, Duncan MacLeod, Richie Ryan, Chloe Sullivan and Sam Winchester. Dean/Chloe
Disclaimer: The characters you know and love all belong to their respective creators.
Summary: The story begins at the moment that Since I found Serenity ends. Sam and Dean have been reunited aboard Serenity. Somehow Sam has been reincarnated 500 years in the future. Now the Immortal hunters and the firefly crew have to figure out what really happened on Miranda and who created the Reavers
Chapter Summary: More last minute preparations before they get their Reaver hunting show on the road.
A/N: Ok yeah, I'm a liar. This is not the end.*ducks in case people decide to throw things* But the good news is I have the next fic almost completely done and the first 5 chapters beta'd. Big hugs and thanks to everyone who has read this series and I should start posting the next one soon.
Chapter List:
Chapter 1; Chapter 2; Chapter 3; Chapter 4; Chapter 5: Chapter 6; Chapter 7
Chapter 7
Sam found Mac and Mal in the cargo bay putting the finishing touches on their Reaver prison.
“Hey guys,” Sam called as he approached. “Chloe and I think we’ve found a likely target for a Reaver attack.”
“That’s great, Sam,” Mac said as he turned to great the newcomer.
Sam peered into the former storage room and nodded approvingly. “That looks like it will do the trick.”
“Let’s see what you’ve got,” Mac said.
Sam spread the printout over the top of a nearby crate and explained their choice of the distant moon.
“Don’t know much about Paragon,.” Mal admitted. “It’s off the standard routes we normally travel.”
“Which is why it’s the perfect place to find them,.” Sam said and gathered up his research.
“We need to share this with the rest of the crew. Good work, Sam,” Mac said. “How’d it feel to get back into research mode? I bet Chloe was happy to have the help.”
“It was like we’d worked together before,” Sam confirmed, hoping Mac would understand how comfortable he was fitting back into that place they’d all made for him.
“That’s what I want to hear.” Mac smiled as he reached out clasp Sam on the shoulder acknowledging the renewed bond between them.
Voices drifted in from the open bay door indicating that Jayne and Zoe had returned from their shopping trip.
“I’m just saying we should have bought it,” Jayne protested as he walked up the ramp. Zoe was shaking her head as she walked beside him. Both were laden down with packages.
“Hey!” Inara shouted. “Watch where you stepping! The paint isn’t dry yet.”
Jayne and Zoe stopped in their tracks and looked at the elaborately drawn symbols decorating the entrance to the cargo bay.
“Impressive,” Zoe said.
“Thanks,” Inara smiled. “Now walk that way.” She pointed the way to their right that took them around the wet paint.
Zoe and Jayne carefully sidestepped around the Devil’s trap and headed toward Mal, Duncan and Sam.
“Problem, Zoe?” Mal asked
“No sir. Except that Jayne here was like Kaylee at the salvage yard. Wanting to buy everything in sight.”
“ ‘snot true,” Jayne huffed. “Dangerous mission and all; didn’t think we should be skimpin’ on the necessaries. Besides a lot of that stuff was Simon’s”
“Don’t seem like you got much,.” Mal said as he eyed the few bags his crewmen carried.
Zoe snorted. “We got the runabout outside. Swung by Serenity and picked it up when I realized Jayne was a shopper. Picked up the Doc too when we found him dragging his body weight in medical supplies.”
“Now that ain’t particularly inspirin’,” Mal said. The chances that someone could get hurt was a danger on any mission and he understood the Doc’s need to be prepared. Mal just didn’t like thinking about anyone actually needing to use Simon’s services. “Where’s the Doc, now?”
“Out unloading his supplies,” Zoe said.
“Best get this stuff put away,” Jayne said as he struggled to maintain a grip on the large package.”
“Dang ran,” Mal said waving them on their way.
“Guess we should help unload,” Duncan said.
Mal nodded and moved toward the exit. At Inara’s glare, he dramatically stepped around her creation as he headed down the ramp. Sam and Mac followed to find Simon standing by the runabout rifling through the mountain of food and other supplies.”
Mal whistled. “ Ai ya . ‘Spect you got carried away.”
“Sorry Mal. It just seemed like we couldn’t stop piling on the food and it won’t go to waste,” Simon said. “At least not with Jayne around.”
Sam laughed. “You’ve never seen Dean eat. Trust me you didn’t overdo it.”
Mac nodded his agreement. “Richie too. Don’t know where those boys put it all. Beside the council can afford it. Let’s get this unloaded.” He reached up snagged a box from the top of the pile.
“Stay here with the sled,” Mal told Simon as he grabbed a box and followed Mac inside.
“I’m thinking we should have a bit of a celebration tonight,” Mal said as he caught up with Mac. “Crews should get to know each other better.”
“Eat, drink and be merry for tomorrow -,” Mac didn’t finish when he realized Mal might not understand the saying. “Never mind. Good idea.”
“Figure we can take off tomorrow. Finish the rest of the prep in the black.”
Mac nodded. “You know, Mal. Your crew, they don’t have to come. It might be best if we Immortals took care of this.”
Mal put out a hand to stop the Scotsman. “You doubtin’ my crew? Thought we’d put that to rest.”
“No. of course not. You’ve proven that you’re all very capable but you can still die. We can’t. I’d just hate to see anything happen to your people.” Mac knew it was a useless argument with someone like Mal. Dean always called him a boy scout and he’d recognized Mal as a kindred spirit. Still, he’d lost so many mortal friends through the centuries that he’d never forgive himself if he didn’t at least try one last time to protect Serenity’s crew.
Mal eyed him, momentarily touched by the Immortal’s concern. “Don’t never run from a fight. Ever. We’re coming. Dong le ma?”
“I figured as much.” Mac laughed. “That’s why I like you, you crazy Wang ba dan.”
Mal smiled. “Glad to see you know who’s the brain of this crew.”
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Late the next morning, Serenity’s crew showed up toting their belongings. Duncan and Richie met them in the cargo bay.
“Welcome aboard,” Duncan said cheerily as he approached the mostly bleary-eyed bunch. Yesterday’s impromptu celebration ran late into the evening and everyone had had just a little too much to drink. Mac and Mal had been pleased at the way the two crews were really bonding and both were reluctant to break up the festivities. Trust and teamwork were critical to the success of any hunt. As corny as it sounded, getting blitzed together made for one hell of a good bonding activity.
Mal glared at the happy man in front of him. “Why don’t you look as bad as I feel?”
“Immortal constitution. We have to drink twice as much to get drunk but there’s never a hangover,” Richie said smugly.
“Hey, that’s why I feel fine,.” Wash said brightly as his wife just groaned beside him.
“That’s just not fair,” Zoe protested.
“I hate Immortals,” Jayne growled. His eyes hidden behind sunglasses and his manner suggesting he might still not be sober.
“I warned you that trying to drink Dean under the table would only end in tears,” Richie grinned.
Jayne sneered at the Immortal. “I want more money if I have to endure this chipper Hun dan so early in the morning.
“Let’s not antagonize the large, hung-over man this morning, okay Rich?”
“Sure Mac.”
“First, I want all of you to have these on board communication devices,.” Mac said as he handed out the ear pieces.
“Your council really spares no expense,” Mal observed as he tucked the device behind his ear.
“You’re working with team Immortal now. Nothing but the best,.” Richie joked.
“That your official name?” Kaylee asked. “Do all the hunters have team names?”
“No Kaylee. Richie’s joking but he’s the only one who thinks he’s funny.” Mac teased.
“Team Immortal,” River laughed as she came to stand next to Richie.
Duncan rolled his eyes at his former student who smirked back at his mentor. “Moving on,” Mac continued. “Since Sam agreed to bunk with Richie, we have three empty crew quarters up by the galley plus the two furnished shuttles in the back.”
“I’ll take the one shuttle,.” Inara offered. “Kaylee you want to stay with me?”
Kaylee hesitated and looked at Simon.
“Well, I’m not bunking with Jayne,” the Doctor said quickly. “Kaylee?”
“Shiny,.” She smiled. “Thanks Inara but I found my roomie.”
“I’m not bunking with Jayne either.” Mal said. “Captain’s prerogative, I got my own space.”
“Fine by me,” Jayne said. “Looks like I get one to myself too.”
Wash and Zoe took the other shuttle and disappeared to stow their things.
“River,” Inara said holding out her hand. “You’re with me mei-mei.
River smiled and grasp the Companion’s hand.
“Let me help,.” Richie said as he took the ladies things and led them to their temporary home.
“When everyone’s settled we can gather in the galley,” Mac said. “One last meeting before -,”
“I know,” Kaylee giggled as she interrupted. “We get this show on the road.”
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The adventure continues in Into The Coming Storm
Author: strangevisitor7
Beta: Pen37
Rated: PG - 13
spoilers: For the movie Serenity: The plot goes AU from the end of the movie
Prompt: #45 moon for crossovers100 my table is here
Fandom: Firefly, Highlander, SPN & SV. The rest of the Immortal!Dean Universe can be found here.
Characters: From FF: Mal, Zoe, Wash, River, Jayne, Simon, Inara, Kaylee. From I!D 'Verse: Dean Winchester, Duncan MacLeod, Richie Ryan, Chloe Sullivan and Sam Winchester. Dean/Chloe
Disclaimer: The characters you know and love all belong to their respective creators.
Summary: The story begins at the moment that Since I found Serenity ends. Sam and Dean have been reunited aboard Serenity. Somehow Sam has been reincarnated 500 years in the future. Now the Immortal hunters and the firefly crew have to figure out what really happened on Miranda and who created the Reavers
Chapter Summary: More last minute preparations before they get their Reaver hunting show on the road.
A/N: Ok yeah, I'm a liar. This is not the end.*ducks in case people decide to throw things* But the good news is I have the next fic almost completely done and the first 5 chapters beta'd. Big hugs and thanks to everyone who has read this series and I should start posting the next one soon.
Chapter List:
Chapter 1; Chapter 2; Chapter 3; Chapter 4; Chapter 5: Chapter 6; Chapter 7
Chapter 7
Sam found Mac and Mal in the cargo bay putting the finishing touches on their Reaver prison.
“Hey guys,” Sam called as he approached. “Chloe and I think we’ve found a likely target for a Reaver attack.”
“That’s great, Sam,” Mac said as he turned to great the newcomer.
Sam peered into the former storage room and nodded approvingly. “That looks like it will do the trick.”
“Let’s see what you’ve got,” Mac said.
Sam spread the printout over the top of a nearby crate and explained their choice of the distant moon.
“Don’t know much about Paragon,.” Mal admitted. “It’s off the standard routes we normally travel.”
“Which is why it’s the perfect place to find them,.” Sam said and gathered up his research.
“We need to share this with the rest of the crew. Good work, Sam,” Mac said. “How’d it feel to get back into research mode? I bet Chloe was happy to have the help.”
“It was like we’d worked together before,” Sam confirmed, hoping Mac would understand how comfortable he was fitting back into that place they’d all made for him.
“That’s what I want to hear.” Mac smiled as he reached out clasp Sam on the shoulder acknowledging the renewed bond between them.
Voices drifted in from the open bay door indicating that Jayne and Zoe had returned from their shopping trip.
“I’m just saying we should have bought it,” Jayne protested as he walked up the ramp. Zoe was shaking her head as she walked beside him. Both were laden down with packages.
“Hey!” Inara shouted. “Watch where you stepping! The paint isn’t dry yet.”
Jayne and Zoe stopped in their tracks and looked at the elaborately drawn symbols decorating the entrance to the cargo bay.
“Impressive,” Zoe said.
“Thanks,” Inara smiled. “Now walk that way.” She pointed the way to their right that took them around the wet paint.
Zoe and Jayne carefully sidestepped around the Devil’s trap and headed toward Mal, Duncan and Sam.
“Problem, Zoe?” Mal asked
“No sir. Except that Jayne here was like Kaylee at the salvage yard. Wanting to buy everything in sight.”
“ ‘snot true,” Jayne huffed. “Dangerous mission and all; didn’t think we should be skimpin’ on the necessaries. Besides a lot of that stuff was Simon’s”
“Don’t seem like you got much,.” Mal said as he eyed the few bags his crewmen carried.
Zoe snorted. “We got the runabout outside. Swung by Serenity and picked it up when I realized Jayne was a shopper. Picked up the Doc too when we found him dragging his body weight in medical supplies.”
“Now that ain’t particularly inspirin’,” Mal said. The chances that someone could get hurt was a danger on any mission and he understood the Doc’s need to be prepared. Mal just didn’t like thinking about anyone actually needing to use Simon’s services. “Where’s the Doc, now?”
“Out unloading his supplies,” Zoe said.
“Best get this stuff put away,” Jayne said as he struggled to maintain a grip on the large package.”
“Dang ran,” Mal said waving them on their way.
“Guess we should help unload,” Duncan said.
Mal nodded and moved toward the exit. At Inara’s glare, he dramatically stepped around her creation as he headed down the ramp. Sam and Mac followed to find Simon standing by the runabout rifling through the mountain of food and other supplies.”
Mal whistled. “ Ai ya . ‘Spect you got carried away.”
“Sorry Mal. It just seemed like we couldn’t stop piling on the food and it won’t go to waste,” Simon said. “At least not with Jayne around.”
Sam laughed. “You’ve never seen Dean eat. Trust me you didn’t overdo it.”
Mac nodded his agreement. “Richie too. Don’t know where those boys put it all. Beside the council can afford it. Let’s get this unloaded.” He reached up snagged a box from the top of the pile.
“Stay here with the sled,” Mal told Simon as he grabbed a box and followed Mac inside.
“I’m thinking we should have a bit of a celebration tonight,” Mal said as he caught up with Mac. “Crews should get to know each other better.”
“Eat, drink and be merry for tomorrow -,” Mac didn’t finish when he realized Mal might not understand the saying. “Never mind. Good idea.”
“Figure we can take off tomorrow. Finish the rest of the prep in the black.”
Mac nodded. “You know, Mal. Your crew, they don’t have to come. It might be best if we Immortals took care of this.”
Mal put out a hand to stop the Scotsman. “You doubtin’ my crew? Thought we’d put that to rest.”
“No. of course not. You’ve proven that you’re all very capable but you can still die. We can’t. I’d just hate to see anything happen to your people.” Mac knew it was a useless argument with someone like Mal. Dean always called him a boy scout and he’d recognized Mal as a kindred spirit. Still, he’d lost so many mortal friends through the centuries that he’d never forgive himself if he didn’t at least try one last time to protect Serenity’s crew.
Mal eyed him, momentarily touched by the Immortal’s concern. “Don’t never run from a fight. Ever. We’re coming. Dong le ma?”
“I figured as much.” Mac laughed. “That’s why I like you, you crazy Wang ba dan.”
Mal smiled. “Glad to see you know who’s the brain of this crew.”
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Late the next morning, Serenity’s crew showed up toting their belongings. Duncan and Richie met them in the cargo bay.
“Welcome aboard,” Duncan said cheerily as he approached the mostly bleary-eyed bunch. Yesterday’s impromptu celebration ran late into the evening and everyone had had just a little too much to drink. Mac and Mal had been pleased at the way the two crews were really bonding and both were reluctant to break up the festivities. Trust and teamwork were critical to the success of any hunt. As corny as it sounded, getting blitzed together made for one hell of a good bonding activity.
Mal glared at the happy man in front of him. “Why don’t you look as bad as I feel?”
“Immortal constitution. We have to drink twice as much to get drunk but there’s never a hangover,” Richie said smugly.
“Hey, that’s why I feel fine,.” Wash said brightly as his wife just groaned beside him.
“That’s just not fair,” Zoe protested.
“I hate Immortals,” Jayne growled. His eyes hidden behind sunglasses and his manner suggesting he might still not be sober.
“I warned you that trying to drink Dean under the table would only end in tears,” Richie grinned.
Jayne sneered at the Immortal. “I want more money if I have to endure this chipper Hun dan so early in the morning.
“Let’s not antagonize the large, hung-over man this morning, okay Rich?”
“Sure Mac.”
“First, I want all of you to have these on board communication devices,.” Mac said as he handed out the ear pieces.
“Your council really spares no expense,” Mal observed as he tucked the device behind his ear.
“You’re working with team Immortal now. Nothing but the best,.” Richie joked.
“That your official name?” Kaylee asked. “Do all the hunters have team names?”
“No Kaylee. Richie’s joking but he’s the only one who thinks he’s funny.” Mac teased.
“Team Immortal,” River laughed as she came to stand next to Richie.
Duncan rolled his eyes at his former student who smirked back at his mentor. “Moving on,” Mac continued. “Since Sam agreed to bunk with Richie, we have three empty crew quarters up by the galley plus the two furnished shuttles in the back.”
“I’ll take the one shuttle,.” Inara offered. “Kaylee you want to stay with me?”
Kaylee hesitated and looked at Simon.
“Well, I’m not bunking with Jayne,” the Doctor said quickly. “Kaylee?”
“Shiny,.” She smiled. “Thanks Inara but I found my roomie.”
“I’m not bunking with Jayne either.” Mal said. “Captain’s prerogative, I got my own space.”
“Fine by me,” Jayne said. “Looks like I get one to myself too.”
Wash and Zoe took the other shuttle and disappeared to stow their things.
“River,” Inara said holding out her hand. “You’re with me mei-mei.
River smiled and grasp the Companion’s hand.
“Let me help,.” Richie said as he took the ladies things and led them to their temporary home.
“When everyone’s settled we can gather in the galley,” Mac said. “One last meeting before -,”
“I know,” Kaylee giggled as she interrupted. “We get this show on the road.”
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The adventure continues in Into The Coming Storm