Tuesday - Time Travel

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Happy Tuesday. Today we're going to mess with wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey things - more precisely, time travel! Are you going back to the future? Falling through a hole in the space-time continuum? Or maybe just going to a historical reenactment?

Whichever it is, just remember the community rules: five prompts at a time; you're welcome to post more when those are answered (please be kind to the code monkeys and don't go too crazy), no spoilers in your prompts til a week after release, warn in bold and leave space if there's a spoiler in your fic itself, and please use this format for your prompts (the last is for crossovers):

Weiss Kreuz, Schuldig/Crawford, the ritual sends Schuldig 15 years back in time
Supernatural, Sam/Dean, a hunt takes them into the middle of Pennsic
Star Trek/Star Wars, author's choice, 'a long long time ago in a galaxy far far away' has less meaning than you'd think when it comes to wormholes, rifts, or Q


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They were driving down the road - like they were everyday, it seemed. Just Sam in the passenger seat of the Imapala, with Dean tapping his fingers along with the radio as he drove.

And then Sam jerked up because of a sudden weight on his lap and Dean looked over to see a naked chick in Sam's lap.
She had dark hair that was curly and everywhere (covering half the good stuff, in Dean's mind) and she just kept nuzzling into Sam's chest and wiggling against him.

Dean snorted, cause Sam's got a thing for brunettes.

"Uh...what the hell?" Is all Sam manages to gulp out.

"I found you. I found you. Took me forever to escape, but I found you."