Til the End of Time

Summary: Takes place during S4 of Supernatural and S6 of One Tree Hill. Julian did exist in Brooke's life, but Sam (her foster daughter) didn't.

Dean and Sam Winchester are sent by Castiel, the angel, to Tree Hill, North Carolina to help a girl named Brooke Davis. Brooke thought her life was in a stand still, but she's about to find out that her destiny involves two brothers (one who just might be the love of her life) and saving the world.

Pairing: Dean/Brooke (romance) and Sam/Haley (friendship)

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters or shows. Dean and Sam Winchester belong to Eric Kripke and Brooke Davis, Haley James-Scott, and others belong to Mark Schwahn.

The engine of the 1967 Chevy Impala roars as she makes her way down the road. "All Right Now" by Free blares through the speakers as Dean sits in the driver's seat and lightly rocks his head to the beat. Sam concentrates on the road map. He glances over at Dean.

"Are you not the slightest bit curious as to why we're going to this place? I mean, I've never even heard of it."

Dean shrugs, "There's a lot of places we've ventured into that we knew nothing about."

Sam shakes his head. "This is different Dean. I can feel it. This is a place that Castiel himself told us we needed to go. Now, are you telling me the truth when you say that he didn't give you anymore details?"

"It's the truth, Sam! All Castiel told me is that there's this girl who needs our help." Dean glances knowingly at Sam, "I don't have anything to hide." He quickly glances back to the road.

Sam glares at Dean. It was obvious that he didn't trust him anymore. And if he was honest with himself, he knew that Dean had every right to feel that way. But still, it irritated him that Dean felt so superior to him ever since he had been "touched by angels".

Sam sighs, "I'm just saying that since Castiel gave you the orders, it has to be something major. Something to do with the apocalypse. Don't you think?"

Dean doesn't say anything. He continues to stare straight ahead. The apocalypse was inevitable. There are only a few seals that are left to be broken. But that doesn't mean he likes to think about it. The closer he gets to the apocalypse, the closer he is to losing Sam. How did it come to this?

"Dean!"

Dean snaps back to the present. "Look Sam, I like to take this day by day. I honestly don't want to know what it means if we help this girl."

"Surely Chuck has seen something about this in his visions or whatever you want to call them."

"I'm sure he has, but apparently Chuck has taken a vow of silence when it comes to the apocalyptic mumbo jumbo. He won't say a word."

Sam looks out the passenger window and watches as the blurred trees pass by. "He must have seen something bad."

A rush of concern washes over Dean, but he doesn't let Sam know it. "Which is why I think the less we know the better."

Sam looks over at Dean. If he was concerned, he definitely wasn't showing it. "I guess you're right."

Dean pushes aside his concerns and looks over at Sam with a smile, "Of course I'm right, Sammy!"

Sam lightly laughs and looks back toward the road. "Well, we made it!"

"About damn time!" Dean cranks up the volume to the radio as the Impala glides past the welcome sign.

Welcome to Tree Hill, North Carolina