I'm not quite sure what this is, but I've had it in my head for ages.

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Sky rolled over and felt her head spin, the shock from the fact she wasn't in her boyfriends bed and that the floor was coated in layers of dust made her jump to her feet, she felt bile rising from the back of her throat when she realised that not only was it pitch back but in the distance she could hear gun shots. She stumbled forwards and felt the metal bars in front of her and another wash of fear slid over when she realised that she couldn't get out. The gun shots sounded as if they were coming closer as her hearing went into over drive to make up for her lack of sight. She saw a flash of blinding white light in front of her and murmured voices and in that second Sky thought about her options.
The people who were firing the guns could be the people who kidnapped her and they were coming to finish her off, or they could be people trying to save her.
"Hey," Sky tried to yell but her voice came out croaky, so she slammed on the bars, making the metal crash together, "hey," she repeated catching their attention, "help me."
"Dean," she could hear someone yell, and the footsteps came directly in front of her before they shone the torch into her eyes, flinging her world into disarray as the sudden burst of light made patterns appear in her eyes. Sky heard the cage open and rough hands grab her by her wrists.
"It's alright," one of the voices tried to say calmly as she allowed herself to be towed behind them as they ran forwards, "we'll get you out of here."

Dean pulled the girl behind him, his hand clasped around her wrists which seemed too small, he felt anger boiling up inside him at what the demons would have done or had already done to his girl.
They burst through the warehouse doors and into the clearing which surrounded it, the sunlight pouring in around them and he turned to face the dusty girl who was coughing on the floor.
Dean could see straight away she was beautiful, even under all the layers of dust which coated her skin; it was the piercing hazel eyes which caught him off guard when her eyelids fluttered open. A look of horror passed her face which was then replaced with anger as she pulled herself to her feet and pushed herself backwards.

"Very fucking funny joke guys," she growled as she walked backwards, limping slightly.
"Wait what?" Dean said as Sam blocked her path making her spin around to glare at him.
"This," she yelled, waving her arms in a sweeping gesture.
"This aint no joke," Dean said raising his eyebrows, while Sam just had a worried expression slapped across his face, "in there, they were demons we just don't know why they want you yet."
Sky laughed humourlessly as she narrowed her eyes in little slits as she turned to face Sam, putting her hands on her hips, "I've had enough. I want to go home."
"Well if you tell us where it is we'll take you there."
"I live in London," she sighed.
"Like England," Sam raised his eyebrows.
"No shit," she growled.
"You're in America," Dean tried to say as calmly as he good as he took a small step forwards, which is when Sky did something she'd never done before. She fainted.

Dean watched the small girl sleep and tried to guess how old she was, he assumed she was about eighteen, because she couldn't be any older than nineteen but no younger than seventeen. She was covered in dirt and dust and her clothes were ripped into rags but he and Sam had pulled the cover to her shoulders while they waited for Castiel.
"Shouldn't he be here already?" Dean snapped as he began pacing, annoyed that no one else seemed to care about this girl at all.
"He said he'll be here when he can," Sam replied calmly, repeating what he said every time Dean had asked the same question in the past hour.
Dean looked over with a start as the girl began to stir, she ran a hand through her short hair before opening her eyes , jumping out of bed with a start.
"Woah," Dean said smiling, holding his arms out as he stayed where he was, the small girl looked petrified and he didn't want to scare her anymore then the whole situation would have already done."We won't hurt you, can you just tell us your name?"
"Sky," she said, looking at Dean up and down, apprehension etched in her eyes, "and why the fuck am I here. I told you I want to go home."
"You're in America," Sam said plainly standing beside Dean, looking at her with pitiful eyes, "we can't just take you home."
"But that's impossible," her voice broke, as the tears began to threaten to fall, "I fell asleep in London in my boyfriends bed, in his arms for god's sake people don't just wake up in America. With two TV stars."
"Wait back that up what?" Dean said and before Sky had a chance to reply Castiel appeared in the middle of the room.

Sky slid onto her bed, unable to take her eyes off what was in front of her, it was Castiel, the guy she'd seen so much of on TV with wings. Large, dark but beautiful wings with a soft white light emitting from all of him, and from the un-shocked look on Sam and Deans faces she assumed that they couldn't see it and that they weren't joking.
"Your telling the truth," she could hear the words falling from her mouth as she looked up at Castiel with a shocked expression.
"My names Castiel," he began but Sky cut him off.
"And you're an angel of the lord."
Silence followed for a few minutes before Castiel spoke up, "how did you know that?"
"I've seen you on TV – all of you. This isn't real," Sky tried to say as calmly as she could but even she noticed a few tones of hysteria on her voice.
"I live in the world that Balthazar sent you too," Sky said before anyone decided to ask her any questions, "where this, all this, it's just a TV show. You're Jared, Jensen and Misha – Misha you have a wife and kids and it's all make believe and unreal. Although," she cocked her head, "you're meant to be insane, because after the whole god business where everyone thought you'd died and Sam went crazy because of Lucifer in his head and then you came back and you had no memory and then Dean reminded you of who you were which then meant that you felt bad and took Sams insanity into you and you were the one with Lucifer in your head," she looked at their confused and bemused expressions and shook her head, "I'm assuming that didn't happen."
"No," Dean said rolling his eyes, "we don't know what Lucifer wants."
Sky shook her head tiredly and smiled weakly, "I can't believe this is real," she said softly.
"Why don't you go and have a shower?" Sam smiled, meeting her eyes, and give me the names of everyone back in England and I'll see what I can do."
"Okay," she picked up the pen and paper and walked towards the shower leaving the note on her bed. "Thankyou."