Supernatural/DHSAB += A Horrible Coincidence (Dean/Billy, PG-13, 296w)

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» Title: A Horrible Coincidence
» Fandom: Supernatural, Doctor Horrible's Sing-Along Blog
» Warnings: Crossover
» Pairing(s)/Characters: Dean Winchester/Billy (Doctor Horrible)
» Summary: Two years ago the man had been skittish, playful, but wary.
» A/N: Originally written here for partofthequeue2 in comment_fic.


Dean sighed and let the shotgun relax at his side.

“Billy, put down the ray gun.”

He hadn’t seen this fool in almost two years since they’d caught him trying to steal chemicals from a morgue. The guy, who’d introduced himself as ‘Doctor Horrible’ until Sam pressed him into the embarrassed admission of ‘Billy’, was given a smack upside the head and shoved on his way.

The man in the red jacket narrowed his eyes under the thick, black goggles resting on his brow.

“It’s ‘Doctor Horrible’. I’ve met you, haven’t I?”

There was something different in Billy’s eyes and the way they searched Dean’s face, slowly, careful. Two years ago the man had been skittish, playful, but wary. Dean recognised change when he saw it.

“What happened to you?” Dean asked, fingers curling tightly around the shotgun’s hilt.

Billy smiled emptily. He looked down at his jacket, his mouth shrugged. “I got some red on me.”

Ah, damn. Poor guy.

Dean sighed, because Billy was not making any motion to move away from the warehouse entrance to the demon’s lair.

“Are you a friend or foe to the Evil League of Evil?” Billy asked, but with a title like that, Dean didn’t think there was any way he could know what he was really involved in.

“Get out of the way, Billy.”

“No, I think you need to come with me, actually.”

The shotgun snapped up and Dean cocked it swiftly. “Get out of the way, Billy.”

Billy glared, unmoved, and Dean ground his jaw.

In the adjoining carpark, a semi-trailer rolled by and blew its horn.

Dean saw Billy’s gloved hand move on the trigger of the ray gun.

They both fired.