Disclaimer: I don't own the Winchesters (though that would be nice... lol). Anyways, Supernatural belongs to Kripke, etc., etc. :) enjoy!
Ok guys, so this is my first-ever fanfic! Enjoy, read, and review!
"Ok, Dean. What's next?" Sam asked, sitting on his bed in yet another crappy motel room.
"Hmmm… No news from Cas on any apocalypse goings-on, so I'm thinking we find something in our spare time." Dean answered, eyes fixated on the computer screen in front of him. It had been six weeks since Lucifer's escape from hell, and, as of late, there really wasn't much the two brothers could do about it.
"Ok, then. What do you propose we do?" Sam asked.
"Well, there's a possible werewolf in Denver, a coven of vampires in Missouri, and—what the—" Dean was interrupted by wind picking up in the room.
"Dean, what's going on?!" Sam shouted over the growing wind. Papers blew everywhere, a floor lamp in the corner blew over; it was chaos in the aforementioned crappy motel room.
"I don't know! I think—" Yet another of Dean's sentences got cut off when a blinding white light filled the room.
When the light faded, Sam and Dean opened their eyes to a whole different scene. They were standing in the entryway of what appeared to be an empty house.
"Dean… Do you have any idea what just happened?" Sam asked his older brother.
"No freakin' clue, Sammy, but I intend to find out." Pulling his gun out, he quietly crept throughout the first floor of the house, finding it as empty as they had assumed. It was obvious that a family lived here; there were magazines, books, and pictures everywhere.
"Ok, Sam, we're clear down here. Let's check the upstairs." Dean whispered, gesturing upward.
The two brothers tiptoed up the stairwell, and heard music coming from the bedroom at the end of the hall, and a female voice softly singing along.
Sam POV:
I peered through the crack in the door, and saw a girl lying on her bed, reading. Wow. This girl was beautiful. She was tall, he could tell that, and fairly toned. Her hair was a dark blond, falling just below her shoulder, the shortest layer at her jawline. She had a slight tan, probably left over from summer. Her chocolate brown eyes skimmed the page of the book she was reading, a slight frown on her face as she concentrated on the words. My eyes then moved downward to her book. My heart skipped a beat when I read the title.
Supernatural: John Winchester's Journal. (AN: This is a real book by the way)
I backed up, and gestured to Dean to look through the doorway. When he saw it, he looked dumbfounded for a moment.
"I'm going in." Dean whispered, then burst open the door.
Lauren POV:
Well. This is interesting stuff. I mean, I was so surprised when I found this at the library. I always loved Supernatural, but this just gives so much more insight into John Winchester. Sam's my favorite, of course; I like my men taller than me. I'm 5'10", you see, and Dean just seems too short. Well, at least compared to Sam. My thoughts were interrupted as my door burst open.
I jumped, looking up, and opened my mouth to scream when a man lunged at me, pinning me to my bed and clamping a hand over my mouth before I could utter a sound. When I looked up at him, I was shocked. Jared Padalecki was pinning me to the bed. His eyes… oh, his eyes!... were piercing through mine as he stared at me in anger. Wait, anger?!
"Who the hell are you? What did you do? Where did you get that book?" he growled at me.
"Sam, let up! She doesn't know anything" the other said, pulling his brother off of me. I stared up at them, completely speechless for a moment.
"What are you two doing? Some weird role-playing exercise, or are you just insane?" I said.
"We're—wait, what?" the tall one said.
"My name is Lauren Campbell. Now let me ask again: What are Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki doing in my room, and why did you attack me?" I said, standing up and crossing my arms defiantly.
"Our names are Sam and Dean Winchester. Who are you talking about?"
"Hold the phone…. You're Sam and Dean? Okay, you're not role-playing. You've gone crazy." I said. "I'm calling the cops."
"Wait, hold on, no, no, no, please don't call the cops. Just slow down a sec, okay? Who are you talking about?" Sam asked, holding up his hands in a surrender.
I held up my book, and pointed to the cover. Sam had seen the title, but not what was at the bottom. Two pictures: one of their father, and one of them.
"Okay. You," I said, pointing at Dean, "are Jensen Ackles. You are an actor, and play Dean Winchester on the show Supernatural. And you," I said, pointing at Sam, "are Jared Padalecki, and play Sam."
*back to normal… no one's POV*
"WHAT?!" the brothers exclaimed in unison. "A TV show?!" Sam half-shouted.
"What, ya need more proof?" Lauren said. When they both nodded with stunned looks on their faces, she walked over to her desk and powered up her laptop, and picked up a DVD set. On the case was a picture of them. The title? Supernatural: The Complete First Season.
"No way." Dean said, picking up the case and sitting on the bed.
"This can't be real, Dean." Sam said, looking just as shocked.
Lauren took the case out of Dean's hands, and took out a DVD. She placed it in her laptop, and selected the first episode off the menu. Both of the boys bent over to watch the show. What they saw shocked them both.
The fire.
Their mother on the ceiling of Sam's nursery.
Their father, yelling at Dean to carry baby Sam out as fast as he could, and not to look back.
Them, years later, at Sam and Jessica's house, with Dean telling Sam that their father was missing.
"Holy shit, Sammy. We're a TV show."
END OF CHAPTER ONE