for creeno

[tigriswolf]

Title: everybody knows the good guys lost
Fandom: “Supernatural”/“Dark Angel” crossover
Dedication: forcreeno , in honor of her birthday
Prompt: “Nothing Gold Can Stay,” Alec, Ben, and the Impala.
Notes: Title from Leonard Cohen; AU for "Dark Angel"

 

The sun is setting when Alec finds the car. It’s old, big, and black, one of those cars some normal probably used to worship, back before the Pulse. Looks like a gas guzzler, so he’d be better off finding another.

But something about this one, this ancient monster of a car…

“Alec,” his brother calls, finally back from his quest to appease his creepy-ass Blue Lady. “You found us a car?”

Alec nods. “This one,” he says, patting the black behemoth’s hood.

Ben assesses the car, expression softening. “She’ll do,” he murmurs, tracing her lines with his fingertips.

She’s covered in dust; Ben pulls off his jacket and brushes it against her hood. Alec watches in shock—his twin isn’t one who cares about worldly possessions, and if he just made an offering(which Alec knows he did), then they need to skedaddle out of town before the poor bastard is discovered.

“Ben,” he says. “Don’t worry about that.”

“She has to be clean,” Ben replies, not even glancing up.

Alec grabs his arm. “Ben,” he growls. “We’re leaving now.”

Ben whirls to face him. “She needs to be clean, Alec. Please.”

Ben so rarely asks for anything. Alec stares at him, dropping his arm. “After we’re away. I promise, you can do whatever you want then. But we have to go now.”

After a moment, Ben nods. Then he grins, boy-bright, and rushes around the car, calling, “I’m driving!”

Alec says, “Oh, no, I am. I found her!”

Ben laughs, carefree like Alec hasn’t heard in… ever. “I’m older, I drive.” He starts fiddling with the handle, trying to open the locked door.

“Let’s spar,” Alec suggests, hopping the car to join Ben. “Winner drives.”

The sun sets fully on Ben’s smirk. “Thought we had to leave, little brother?”

Alec raises a brow. “I think I taught you too well.”

Ben gets the door open and slides in, reaching across to unlock the passenger side. Alec rolls his eyes, but goes back around the car and slips in. Ben grins at him again.

Alec smiles back and says, “After supper, I’m driving.”

Ben hotwires the black monster and responds, “Maybe.”

The engine growls, sending a thrill through Alec’s body, and Ben crows, “Full tank of gas.”

“Finally,” Alec says. “Somebody’s lookin’ out for us.”

Ben sighs in contentment, shifting into drive. Alec stretches his arm along the back of the seat and yawns. “Drive till we’re out of Washington,” he says.

Ben nods, fiddling with the radio dials. He pushes a few buttons at random and music roars out; Alec jumps, cursing, and Ben laughs.

Alec cuffs the back of his head, but he’s smiling, too.

 

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[tigriswolf]

Thank you for reading!

Hmm, I don't know if they'll find anything of Dean's. I think when I wrote this, the backstory I had for the impala is that Dean and Sam had left the car when they went off the map.