"This might be bad." Dean looked over at his brother beside him in the passenger seat.
Sam shot him a look. Then he looked back at the red and blue lights flashing in the rear window of the car.
"They're definitely calling the feds," Sam grimaced.
Dean looked back at the police car. The officer had one hand on his gun and his partner seemed to be yelling into his radio.
"Maybe they need their donut order filled."
Sam's jaw clenched. "Are you fucking kidding me, Dean? They're going to impound your car."
Dean's smile faded. "We don't joke about Baby."
"This is not a fucking joke you idiot."
"Bitch."
Sam shook his head. "Be serious here, they're going to arrest us."
Dean suddenly grinned. He cocked his head (dog-like) and said, "Don't worry, I'm batman."
Then he slammed on the gas.
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FanfictionA Supernatural, Criminal Minds, and Bones Crossover. Co-written by siblings. *Swearing* After bones are scattered across the highway out of Sam and Dean's 1967 chevy impala, the FBI's best are sent to investigate. And of course it's fanfiction, I ow...
