family line, supernatural [ 1 ]

012. fear of flying

"All right. Uh, we'll go." Sam points between him and his sister.

"What are you, nuts? You said it yourself, the plane's gonna crash." Dean says.

"Dean, we can do it together, or Nat and I can do this one by ourselves." Sam says.

"Yeah, I'm not seeing a third option here." Natalie says.

"Come on! Really?" Dean asks. "Man..."

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The three are on the plane and Sam is sitting in the middle with Natalie by the window and Dean is in the aisle seat. Natalie would've been in the middle, but last time she sat in the middle on a plane, she ended up getting air sick.

Sam tried to get Dean in the middle, but his older brother refused, so Sam's stuck between them.

"Just try to relax." Sam says, watching Dean read the safety card.

"Just try to shut up." Dean quietly snaps making Sam smirk.

"Dumbass is scared of planes." Natalie giggles. Sam lets out a small laugh.

"You shut up, too." Dean hisses.

The plane takes off, Dean tightly gripping onto the arm rests, a terrified look on his face, the twins sharing amused smiles at his reaction.

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"You humming Metallica?" Sam asks.

"Calms me down." Dean informs.

"Look, man, I get you're nervous, all right? But you got to stay focused." Sam says.

"Okay." Dean mutters.

"I mean, we got 32 minutes and counting to track this thing down, or whoever it's possessing, anyway, and perform a full on exorcism." Sam says.

"Yeah, on a crowded plane. That's gonna be easy." Dean quips.

"Just take it a step at a time, okay?" Natalie tells the oldest.

"Now, who is it possessing?" Sam asks.

"It's usually gonna be somebody with some sort of weakness, you know, a chink in the armor that the demon can worm through. Somebody with an addiction or some sort of emotional distress." Dean says.

"Well, this is Amanda's first flight after the crash." Sam says.

"If I were here, I'd be pretty distressed." Natalie says, Sam nodding along.

"Mm-hmm." Dean hums. He looks at the flight attendant who is walking by. "Excuse me. Are you Amanda?'

"No, I'm not." She shakes her head.

"Oh, my mistake." Dean says. The attendant hums and walks away. He glances to the back of the plane, seeing another flight attendant. "All right, well, that's got to be Amanda back there, so I'll go talk to her and, uh, I'll get a read on her mental state."

"What if she's already possessed?" The twins question.

"There's ways to test that." Dean says, pulling out a bottle of water. "I brought holy water."

"No." The twins protest, Sam grabbing the bottle and tucking it inside his hoodie.

"I think we can go more subtle. If she's possessed, she'll flinch at the name of God." Sam says, Natalie nodding.

"Oh. Nice." Dean says. He gets up to go.

"Hey." Sam calls him back.

"What?" Dean asks.

"Say it in Latin." Sam tells him.

"I know." Dean says, turning to leave again.

"Okay." Sam mumbles.