"I want to go home. I feel like this whole place is bad touching me."
Laughter erupts throughout the room, cutting across the sound of the television.
"Oh, Dean," Georgiana chuckles, looking over at her friend Gabriella.
"Georgie, get ready." Gabriella sighed while rolling her eyes, though she couldn't help a chuckle escaping herself as Georgie always did this whilst watching Supernatural; always making quips about the show and its characters as she watched it which was endearing yet sometimes annoying, especially when they were meant to be getting ready to go out.
"I'll just watch one more scene." Georgie replied teasingly.
Shaking her head, Gabriella places down her hairbrush and strides over to the television, turning the screen to black.
"Gabbie! You're such a spoil sport!" Georgie complains.
"Get. Ready." Gabbie threatens jokingly, "You can watch the rest of the episode when we come back."
"Fine." Georgie gets up and walks toward the wardrobe whilst gently pushing Gabbie out of the way, flashing her a wicked grin as she headed over.
Gabbie smiles to herself, realizing that even after one year of not seeing each other, Georgie hadn't changed at all. Having come over to visit her, Georgie had suggested that they go out with their friends to celebrate their reunion in the only way they would: Supernatural style!
Returning to her spot in front of the mirror, Gabbie made sure that she had done her make up correctly, not that she wore much. The thin black eyeliner around her hazel orbs brought out the shine in her eyes and the way the loose curls of her brown locks flatteringly framing her face; completing the look. She turned away from the mirror and looked upon her friend who was rummaging through the wardrobe, complaining about the lack of clothing that she wanted to wear.
Laughing softly to herself, Gabbie reflected on how their strange friendship had come to pass. She recalled the first time the two of them had met; and how their crazy personalities had suited so well forming a sisterhood that had lasted six years and was still going strong.
Meanwhile, Georgie had pulled out an item of clothing and was looking at it with disdain. Catching Gabbie's eye, she raised her eyebrows inquisitively looking for a response to the skimpy number she had pulled out. In response, Gabbie only snorted and busied herself in the bathroom, mumbling something about how she had ended up with such a crazy friend.
Hearing this, Georgie smiles fondly, discarding the dress on the floor. Picking up another, she tries it against her body, still thinking about Gabbie's words. She reminisces on the times that they would pick on each other for no reason –and still do to this day- and swirls with the dress, laughing about the memory as she comes to stand in front of the mirror.
She held the dress against her skin tone, wondering if it would match her pale complexion and her gingery brunette waves. Glancing at herself in the mirror, she checked to see what colour her eyes were tonight as they changed subtly and often enough to warrant the need to deliberate over whether the pattern of the dress would match.
Wandering back into the room, Gabbie notices Georgie still hasn't made progress and storms over to the wardrobe, pulling out a pair of leggings and a t-shirt that Gabbie knew went well with Georgie's leather jacket.
"Here," she throws the clothes into Georgie's face, "wear this."
"Ow. So mean." Georgie mutters, "but thanks." She discards the dress and begins to change when her phone buzzes. Stuck in trying to get her t-shirt on, muffled, Georgie calls to Gabbie, "Can you check that?"
Picking up the phone, Gabbie finds a message from one of their friends.
Sorry guys, we have to cancel. We'll make it up to you :') Lets re-arrange! xxx
Reading the text out to Georgie who is now dressed, she sighs and throws down the phone, "What was the point in getting ready then?" She complains, throwing herself down onto the couch childishly.
"Well, we're ready now," Georgie replies, "We don't need them to have our fun. Let's make the most of it and have a really good evening with or without them, yeah?"
Gabbie rolls her eyes and replies, "Fine, but if I don't enjoy it, we're coming right back here."
Georgie laughs, "Oh, don't worry, you will. You'll love this place and I've already booked the taxi anyway."
Gabbie cocks her head to the side, giving a sidelong glance to Georgie, "What was it called again?"
"Satan's Hollow." Georgie replies, "Don't let the name scare you. Just relax into the Supernatural theme."
Gabbie giggles, "Oh, that reminds me, I'm not wearing my bracelet." She pushes herself up from the couch and grabs the charm bracelet from the vanity table along with Georgie's samulet and pentagram earrings which she chucks over to her.
Pulling on her plaid shirt, Gabbie grins towards Georgie, "Let's go wait for the taxi."
Grabbing their final bits and pieces, they head out.
….
Sitting in the taxi, the girls watch the city of Manchester's display of lights and night life when Gabbie hears a disgruntled grunt coming from Georgie.
She turns to find Georgie searching through her purse, "What is it?" She asks.
"Eugh, I forgot to get some money out. Driver, can you just pull in here?" Georgie requests.
"What? But where's the club?"
"Oh, no, it doesn't matter, we can just walk there from here."
The car pulls to a stop and the two friends climb out after Gabbie pays the fare, giving Georgie a knowing glance, "You owe me." She teases.
"Thank you!" Georgie jokes in return, heading to the ATM machine.
As Georgie pulls the money from the machine, she catches something familiar out of the corner of her eye. She dismisses it and turns back to Gabbie who is impatiently tapping her foot with her arms crossed, "Ready?" She asks.
"Yup!" Georgie replies, shaking off the strange feeling of recognition of what she thought she had seen before linking arms with Gabbie and beginning their trek to the club.
As they walk, Gabbie can't help but complain, "Is it close?"
"Be patient, Gabbie, we'll get there. I'm showing you the city!" Georgie throws out her free arm, highlighting the many buildings around them. At this moment, she stalls upon catching sight of a figure vaguely in the distance and turns to look, pulling Gabbie up short.
"What? What is it?" Gabbie asks quizzically.
"N-nothing, I just…thought I saw…doesn't matter." She shakes her head dismissively and carries on toward the club.
"No, tell me!" Gabbie whines, "You know I don't like it when you do that."
Georgie continues to shake her head, ignoring Gabbie's pleas, muttering the words, "It's just silly, Gabbie. Trick of the mind."
Gabbie raises one of her brows, "Trick of the mind? What? Are you seeing things now?"
"Oh, come off it."
They walk past a dodgy alley way and try to curve around it and as they do so, Georgie notices the familiar figure that she thinks she has been seeing standing watching them and this time she can't quite believe it when a thought she's been trying to ignore finds its way to the forefront of her mind.
Castiel?
She tugs on Gabbie's arm and points into the alley, "Do you see that?"
"See what?" Gabbie asks, squinting her eyes into the darkness
"I just thought I saw…"
"Oh, what!? You have to tell me now! You can't just say that and not tell me."
"You're going to think I'm crazy."
"When do I not?" The two laugh before Georgie returns to staring at the spot that she thought Castiel had been standing in.
"I, um, I saw…I can't believe I'm going to say this. The angel…Castiel…from Supernatural?"
Gabbie laughs out loud, throwing her head back until she realizes that Georgie is being deadly serious. Furrowing her brow, she turns to her friend with a sarcastic glance.
Georgie is standing there nonchalant, biting her lip and looking at Gabbie, watching her laugh and furiously wishing that she hadn't said anything.
"Castiel? Really?" Gabbie breathes out a sigh, "You honestly have been watching too much Supernatural."
"Eugh, I knew I shouldn't have said anything." Georgie scowls, "Just forget it." She says, waving her hand.
Changing the subject, Gabbie asks, "So how long do we have to go?"
"Five more minutes."
The two continue on their way, conversing about the most recent Supernatural episode they had watched together before they were again interrupted by Georgie's illusive follower.
Georgie frantically points in the direction of the figure, saying, "Look, look! He's there!"
Gabbie turns to find nothing there and looks to her friend concerned, "Georgie, really? 'Fantasy'…'reality', you know? We talked about this. You always take the piss out of me when I say something like that so stop it now, it's not funny anymore."
"I swear! I swear to God that he was there!"
"Whatever." Gabbie mumbles, shaking it off, "Let's just get to Satan's Hollow already."
….
Finally, they reach the club and on entering, hear Eye of the Tiger playing. Putting the incident in the street behind them, they turn to each other excitedly and rush onto the dance floor, mouthing eye of the tiger as it comes into the lyrics and copying Jensen's dance moves from the one blooper that they love so much.
The night passes quickly and they are pushing their way through the crowd when Georgie catches a glimpse of a trench coat which quickly flashes out of sight. Intrigued, she looks up to see if she can spot where it went and on doing so, catches sight of a door she has never seen before. Confused but curious, she taps Gabbie's arm, drawing her attention to the door.
"Hey, I think they might have built another dance floor!" Georgie exclaims, "Let's go check it out."
Gabbie nods encouragingly, though she can't help but notice that no one else is heading towards the door. She decides not to comment on the fact and follows her friend through the heavy crowd, slightly curious herself.
As they get to the door, they are able to see glaringly white spotlights flashing through the gap underneath the doorway. Georgie turns to Gabbie with raised eyebrows, "Well this looks interesting."
Gabbie, slightly more weary, gives Georgie a smile and a non-committal shrug. As Georgie opens the door, a song that they know all too well begins to play. Carry On My Wayward Son blasted through the speakers as Georgie pulls the door open and steps through.
"Wait!" Gabbie exclaims, "There doesn't seem to be anyone else in there." However, as she says so, a surge within the crowd pushes her forward, causing the door to slam shut, knocking them both to the ground.
Gabbie falls on top of Georgie with an umph of discomfort. Pushing her off, Georgie stumbles up, "Get off! God, you're so clumsy!"
"Oh, thanks." Gabbie replies sarcastically.
They pick themselves up and turn to glare at the door, only to find that the door had disappeared. Looking at each other, they share a questioning glance and Georgie places her hand up against the wall, unable to feel any gap to where the door should have been.
"Well, that's not weird at all." Gabbie muses, "Does this normally happen in Manchester?"
Georgie rolls her eyes, "What do you think?" She turns to face the club, "Well, we're here, might as well take a look around."
They push forward into the club with a feeling of familiarity which even Gabbie senses. The crowd parts for a moment in which Gabbie, searching for any signs of where they might be, happens upon the bar. Taking a step towards it, she stops and does a double take.
Castiel is leaning awkwardly against the bar staring at each of them. Shocked, she grabs Georgie and pulls her to her side, pointing vigorously, "Castiel! Castiel is over there!"
Georgie raises her eyebrows, "Oh, come on Gabbie, you just had a go at me for that, don't make fun of me, okay?"
Gabbie shakes her head, "No, but really! He's there! Look!" She returns her gaze to the spot only to find that Castiel has gone.
"Yeah, real funny, Gabs."
Gabbie begins to try to convince her that he really was there when a commotion in the crowd catches their attention. Curious, they walk towards it and join a group of onlookers. As they stand there, they notice two very familiar faces pushing their way through the club.
Unbelievably, they could swear its Sam and Dean, however, understanding that this could not be true, they take it to just be Jared Padalecki and Jensen Ackles.
Fangirling, they squeal with excitement, "Oh my god! Is that…is that really..no." Gabbie dismisses.
"No but Gabbie, I think it is them!"
The two look at each other, astounded, "It is J2!" They say in unison, laughing unbelievably.
Coming to the only conclusion they can, Georgie says, "We must be on some sort of Supernatural set, I didn't even know they filmed in the UK!"
Gabbie looks around, remarking, "Yeah, but where are the cameras?"
Scanning the club, Georgie concedes with, "Hm, I don't know but to be honest, it is the perfect place, Satan's Hollow and all that. You know, demons." She provokes Gabbie who laughs,
"Hah, yeah, Christo." She taunts jokingly.
Suddenly, a few of the onlookers turn to stare at them, to which their eyes flash black. Georgie freezes, crossing herself whilst Gabbie freaks out, exclaiming, "Holy shit! What the hell is going on!?"
Overhearing, one of the demons replies, "Oh honey, you have no idea."
Gabbie snaps out of her shock and grabs Georgie's arm, screaming in her ear, "Run!" whilst heading towards an exit sign.
Across the club floor, the supposed Jared and Jensen hear a shout and seeing the commotion, turn their attention towards the group. 'Jensen' nods at 'Jared', confirming their suspicions and they start pushing their way forward.
The girls stumble towards the exit, demons following closely on their heels. Managing to make it out into a back alley, they hide behind a skip before the demons burst through the door behind them, determined to seek them out.
Recovering from their initial shock, they crouch, panting, trying to get a hold of the situation before them. "What the hell is going on?" Gabbie asks.
Georgie opens her mouth to reply but is interrupted by the door slamming. Tentatively, they sneak a look upon the scene and find 'Jared' and 'Jensen' facing the demons. They watch, stunned as before them unfolds a confrontation between who they believe are, 'Jared' and 'Jensen' and the demons.
The drama heightens when 'Jensen' steps forward menacingly. The girls could have sworn that when he did so, 'Jared' cautioned, "Dean."
Gabbie and Georgie look at each other in disbelief, not quite believing what it is they are seeing or hearing. Georgie mouths the word, 'Dean' in a silent question before turning to look upon the scene once more.
They watch as a demon saunters towards 'Jensen' while 'Jensen' pulls out ruby's knife. Catching sight of this, the demon smirks, spitting, "I don't think you've got the guts, Dean Winchester."
….
"Dean."
"I've got this Sammy." Dean assures his brother under his breath, watching as the demon saunters forward. Sam glances nervously between the two, assessing the demons behind and preparing himself for a fight.
Dean stares the demon down, chuckling, "Funny, that's what the last demon said." He lowers the knife to his side, "And do you know what happened to them?" He glances to his knife, and then looks up at the demons arrogant face playfully. Thrusting his knife forward, he pierces the demons heart with the blade blindingly fast.
Bringing the knife out, blood gushes out of the open wound and the demon sparks and fizzes before falling to the ground dead.
Behind them, Dean and Sam hear an audible gasp. Spinning around, they see two girls standing, frozen to the spot, staring at them in terror.
The brothers share a concerned glance and Sam opens his mouth to say something…
….
"Funny, that's what the last demon said, and do you know what happened to them?"
In a flash, the girls see the knife enter the demon, shocking them to standing. They clasp their hands over their mouths and try to stifle the shocked gasps that escape their mouths unwillingly. They stand caught under the brothers' gaze, uncertain of what to do.
When they see a demon behind Dean sneaking its way towards him, Georgie begins to exclaim a warning but Dean's instincts are at the ready and they witness his hunter skills kick in as in one swift movement, he takes hold of the demons arm, dislocates it and plunges the knife into its stomach.
Upon seeing the horror of this sight, Gabbie is propelled into motion and takes a tight hold of Georgie's wrist, pulling her away from the scene and into a run, "Come on, move!"
They flee the scene, sprinting down the alley when they run head first into what they can only make out to be a person.
The next thing they know, the noises of the alley have disappeared and instead of cold, they are warm and surrounded by a soft humming sound which they come to realize is heating.
Disorientated and confused, Georgie stumbles back onto a soft surface; putting her hands out to steady herself she realizes that it is a mattress. Slumping against her, Gabbie tries to adjust to the situation, raising her hand to block the light from her eyes when a figure comes into view.
She blinks, trying to make the figure out when the two girls hear a husky voice coming through the haze surrounding their minds, "I'm sorry. Maybe I should explain."