She heard a loud crack, which immediately jolted her out of her sleep.
Which was quite a feat, since she could sleep through basically anything.
She groaned and pulled herself up into a sitting position, already grabbing her glasses and slipping the on her face.
She was not prepared to see Sam Winchester three feet from her bed.
She gaped at him.
He looked bewildered and looked around, obviously confused.
And then he saw the 14 year old.
"Oh," he whispered.
She blinked. Then again. "Oh my God."
Her eyes zeroed in on the gun in his waistband.
"O-Okay, question? Jared or Sam?"
Sam frowned. What?
"Uh..Sam."
She blinked, then got up. That was one of those times when she thanked the Lord she rarely ever got bed-head.
"I'm inclined not to believe you."
Sam's brow creased in confusion.
"You're going to get arrested-wait. Oh, god, I'm going to get arrested. Oh, shit. Shit shit shit!"
Sam stared at her.
She was pretty short and petite with long wavy hair, deep blue glasses, and brown eyes.
She currently wore a yellow shirt and sweatpants.
Suddenly, she pointed at him. "Dude, I did not kidnap you."
"I know."
She paused. "How did you get in here, anyway?"
He scoffed. "I-I have no idea, do you have a phone I can use?"
Her eyes went wide. "You're Sam Winchester."
He nodded.
When he made a move towards the door, the girl stopped him. "Wait! You cannot go up there. You will be dragged out of this house in handcuffs. Not kidding. Just...stay here, okay?"
He frowned, but slowly nodded.
"What's your name?"
She looked at him.
"Selena W."
With that, she opened the door and stepped out. She turned around and pointed at him again. "Stay."
She came down about 30 minutes later.
With a phone.
"My aunt's," she explained. She grabbed a pair of clothes out of a bag.
"I shower, you call your brother," she directed.
Sam frowned. "How do you even know about my brother?"
Selena paused. "I will explain later. When Dean gets here, you can scurry out of the window, 'kay?"
With that she went down the hall to the bathroom and turned on the shower, closing the door behind her.
Sam stared at the closed door for a good ten seconds before dialing his brother.
What?
"Dude, I don't know how, but I sort of popped up in a girl's bedroom."
How the hell does that happen? And is she hot?
Selena had walked in, hair wet and straight, and she called into the phone, "I'm fourteen."
Dude, is that her?
"Yeah."
And she hasn't phoned the cops?
"No. She's actually helping me, Dean."
Why?
"I have no idea."
Selena exhaled. "So, you guys fell through a window into a world where you were actors once, right?"
How'd she know that?
Sam just nodded.
"Well, where do you think you are?"
Then how are you calling me?
She pointed at Sam. "Jared Padalecki." She pointed at the phone. "Jensen Ackles."
"And you're probably able to call because this is where you fell through."
Sam stared at her.
"What? I'm a fan of the show, okay?"
Okay, so how am I supposed to find you?
Selena frowned. "Sam, what did you do before you ended up here?"
Sam was weirded out by this kid. But he answered anyway.
"Uh, I was walking around, and I..Dean, pick up the globe on the table."
Another loud crack, and Dean Winchester was standing next to Sam.