Stripped

A Supernatural Fanfiction

Summary: All Rae wanted to do over the summer before her senior year of high school was hang out with her friends, get a job, and watch reruns of Supernatural. Never did she expect to fall into the world of her favorite show.

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It was the third week into my summer vacation, and I was so happy. I only had one more year until I was off and going to college. But that meant I only had one more year to be with all of my friends.

I was going to make this the best summer yet. I had been asked for an interview at a local coffee shop, and had all the seasons (except for the most recent) of my favorite show, Supernatural. Now all I had to do was go and be crazy with all my friends.

I sighed, and looked up into the bright blue sky. All I had to do over the summer was work at my job, hang with friends, and watch all the Supernatural I wanted. I couldn't help but smile at the thought.

I yelped when I felt a sharp pinch on my arm. I was brought back to the pool side.

"What the hell, Claudia?" I said, rubbing my arm.

Claudia pulled her sunglasses up. "Are you back with us, Rae? Because there will be no daydreaming while we are out and having fun."

I laughed and rolled my eyes. "No, it is never a dull moment with you, Claudia." I sat up straighter and looked around the public pool.

A couple of kids were being silly and splashing around, while a lifeguard yelled at them to stop. A few guys our age were over at the diving board, and when they saw that I had looked over, they started showing off. I looked over at Claudia to see if she had noticed. She did.

She lifted one eyebrow at me. "What are you looking at me for? I'm not the one they have been checking out for the past 15 minutes." She motioned to my body, then back to hers. "You're more of their type."

I sighed. "Well too bad for them. I'm not interested."

I hated it when Claudia dissed herself. She had the perfect beach body. But she was pale, and her natural silky black hair went down to just above her shoulders. She had one tattoo on her right shoulder of a green shamrock, because her birthday was on St. Patrick's Day. On her ankle she had another tattoo that went all the way around her ankle in delicate swirls of black, like an anklet. She then had one more on the small of her back of a butterfly. Added to the dark hair and tattoos, she wore black eyeliner all the way around her eyes, which made her dark green eyes stand out. She had a silver skull and crossbones pendant dangling from her our day at the pool, she had worn her simple shiny silver string bikini. Guys did look at her, but she never noticed when they did.

I then looked at myself, dressed in my peach ruffled string bikini set that I had bought at Victoria's Secret, which made my lightly tanned skin seem darker. I had pulled my long dark blond hair back into a thick braid, and now nervously played with the end of it.

I bit my lip and stared at Claudia. "I'm kind of hungry. Want to come with me to the vending machines and get something?"

Claudia nodded. "Sure. You buy the snacks and I'll keep an eye on our stuff."

I laughed and we walked over to the vending machines. We chose a few things, and went back to our lounge chairs. Claudia bent to pick up her cell. I opened up a bag of cheetos when Claudia swore. I looked up at her, startled. "What's wrong?"

Claudia had quickly started getting her stuff together. "I totally forgot about my dentist appointment! And it's in 15 minutes. Can you give me a lift there? I'll text my parents and tell them to pick me up." I nodded. "Yea, of course." I dropped her off and drove home.

When I got home, I was surprised to find no one home. My parents were both usually home from work by 5 o'clock. Neither of their cars were in the garage. When I walked into the house, I saw a note for me on the dining room table. It told me that my mom and dad had gone out with some friends for dinner, and for me to heat up the leftovers. I sighed and crumpled up the note. Why couldn't my parents just call me and tell me this stuff? I wondered to myself.

I popped the leftovers into the microwave, and went into the living room to turn on the tv. When I saw that nothing was on, I decided it was time to start watching Supernatural. I put it in, and went to go get my food.

When I was sitting on the couch with my food, I started up Supernatural, with a smile on my face.

After a couple hours and several episodes of Supernatural later, I had fallen asleep.

Rae's parents came home and found their only daughter fast asleep on the couch, watching tv. They couldn't disturb her, so they left her in her peaceful sleep with the tv on.

As they ascended the stairs, they didn't notice how the tv and lamp on the side table flickered furiously.

I awoke with a pounding headache, and the side of my face hurt. I slowly opened my eyes. I looked around, and saw that I was in some sort of storage unit. My breath caught in my throat, and I started to panic. Had I been kidnapped? Were they going to kill me? I felt tears sting my eyes, and I tried to hold them back.

I jumped a little when the door to the room I was in opened. A tall man stepped in. When he saw that I was awake, he smiled. I looked up at him in confusion. Why did he look so familiar? I shuddered. Was this going to end up like that book The Lovely Bones? I bit my lip nervously.

The man bent down in front of me, and when he started talking, I went pale. "Well look who's finally awake. You know, I was starting to get very worried. You've been out for a long time." He grinned which made me shiver. "Now, I have a few questions for you, and if you play nicely, there wont need to be any pain, ok?"

I shut my eyes tight, and opened them, not believing this. "Zachariah?" I whispered, not believing my eyes. The man was suddenly in my face, hands wrapped tightly around my throat. I whimpered. "How do you know my name?" He squeezed, and I gasped for breath. "I…I don't know! Please! Please, don't kill me." I felt tears flow from my eyes. He glared, and lowered his hands from around my throat. I sucked in a deep breath.

He grabbed my face painfully tight with one hand. "Don't lie to me, you little maggot. Now tell me how you know my name, and how you got here." Another sob broke through, and more tears flowed down my cheeks. "Please.." I gasped, "Please, you wouldn't believe me if I told you. Please, don't kill me." He let me go and stepped back a little, looking down at me through narrowed eyes.

My eyes went wide as a sharp pain went through my chest, and I started coughing and gagging up blood. "Now, tell me how you know my name, and I won't do worse to you." I sucked in a breath, and looked him in the eye. "You wouldn't believe me. So why tell you?"

He scowled, and pulled back. "Ok, if this is how you want to play, than this is how we will play." I screamed as it felt like my chest was being sawed open. "Please!" I managed to rasp. He grinned and grabbed hold of my face. "Tell me, now." A strange gurgling sound came from me, and more blood flowed from my mouth. I winced when I saw his other hand draw back. "Tell me!" He yelled. I whimpered. He sighed in frustration then punched me. I felt the crack of bones in my nose, then pain. I cried out and I fell to the floor.

Everything started to go blurry. Before my vision started to slowly fade, the door to the room opened, and two blurry figures stood in the room. Then everything went black.

I woke up to the sound of voices. I slowly opened my eyes, and noticed how I was still bloody, and still in a lot of pain. I slowly looked over and my eyes widened. Sam, Dean, Zachariah, and a few other angels, stood a couple feet away from me. I watched as the scene I had watched several months ago unfolded before me.

"The answer's no." Dean said to Zachariah. Zachariah just looked nonchalant. "Ok, how about this? Your friend Bobby, we know he's gravely injured. Say yes and we'll heal him, say no and he'll never walk again." Dean looked pissed but just said "No."

I suddenly remembered what episode this was. The first of the fifth season. I remembered what Zachariah was going to do next.

"Then how about we heal you from, stage 4 stomach cancer." Dean then started coughing up blood like I had earlier, and he fell to his knees. He still said no. Zachariah, though, wasn't giving up quite yet either. "Then lets get really creative, uh, lets see how Sam does without his lungs." He looked over at Sam, who's eyes went wide, and started gasping like a fish out of water. Zachariah smiled slightly. "Are we having fun yet?" He walked over to Dean, and grabbed his chin, making Dean look up at him. "You're going to say yes, Dean." Dean glared at him. "Yes, kill us." Zachariah just looked at him. "Kill you? Oh no. I'm just getting started."

As I was watching the scene unfold, I felt someone put their hand on my mouth. I panicked until I saw who it was. Cas. He motioned for me to keep quiet. Then he was gone.

Suddenly a bright light filled the room, and I took this opportunity, knowing it was Cas coming to save the day, and jumped onto Zachariah's back, bringing my arms around his neck, choking him. But he easily flung me off his back and into a wall. I cried out as I fell to the floor. I saw Dean look over at me, and when he saw that I was ok, he looked back over to Cas, who was killing the last of Zachariah's angel bodyguards.

Zachariah looked at Castiel with narrowed eyes. "How are you…" Cas smirked. "Alive? It's a good question." He motioned to Sam and Dean. "How did these two end up on that airplane? Another good question, 'cause the angels didn't do it. I think we both know the answer, don't we?" Zachariah just looked at Cas, bewildered. "No… That's not possible." "It scares you. Well it should. Now put these boys, and the girl, back together, and go. I won't ask twice."

Zachariah stood there for a second, then vanished, along with the pain in my chest and nose. I quickly stood and backed up a little, still not believing this was possible. It all felt way to real for it to be a dream. So how the hell did I get here?

Sam and Dean slowly got up, looking up with surprise at Cas. Cas started walking up to them.

"You two need to be more careful." Dean just looked at Cas. "Yea, I'm starting to get that. Your frat brothers are bigger dicks than I thought."

"I don't mean the angels. Lucifer is circling his vessel, and once he takes it those hex bags wont be enough to protect you." Cas brought his hands up to Sam and Dean's chests, and both grunted in pain. "What the hell was that?" Dean asked. "Enochian sigil. It'll hide you from every angel in creation, including Lucifer." While he was explaining this, he began walking over to me, and before I could step back, he brought a hand up to my chest, and I cried out. He walked back over to Sam and Dean while I straightened up.

Sam and Dean looked at me questioningly, then looked at Cas. "What you just brand us with it?" Dean asked. Before Cas could answer, I said, "No, he carved it into our ribs, which is why it hurt like a bitch." Dean and Sam looked over at me. "How do you know?" Dean asked. I sighed. "It's a long story, and one I have a feeling you won't believe." I winced and rubbed my chest. Cas looked at me. "I know where you came from, and I will tell the brothers now, that they should believe you." He gave Sam and Dean a stern look. Dean raised his hands. "Ok, we will." I smiled.

Sam looked at Cas. "Cas, were you really dead?" Cas looked solemn. "Yes." We all just looked at him. Dean was the first to speak up. "Then how are you back?" Cas just looked at them, then vanished.

I sighed. "Don't worry, he'll explain later, if I remember right." Sam and Dean looked at me. Sam slowly walked over to me. I smiled shyly up at him. "You both are probably wondering who I am, and what Cas told you to believe, and all that. Am I right?" Sam smiled slightly, and Dean just narrowed his eyes. I bit my lip. "Ok, look. It really is a long story, so how about I tell it to you on the ride to the hospital?" They just stared at me. "Bobby? Remember him? He's in the hospital with a knife wound? I'm sure he'd like some company." Dean shook his head. "Yeah lets go, because on the way, you are going to explain who you are, and how you even know who Bobby is." I smiled and agreed.

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