"You're alive?" Dean asked shocked at the dirty blonde haired angel in the middle of his motel room.
"Yes how observant of you," Balthazar clicked his tongue, "Do you have any idea how difficult it is to fake your own death? And what happens when I do? You children go messing with Purgatory and ancient Marks and it's like you want to die."
"Excuse me?" Dean asked.
"I honestly wonder why Father keeps you alive even but he's asked me to put you into witness protection so here I am."
"You spoke with God?" Dean asked.
"Not like you think." The angel remarked dryly, "He pulled me out of my own fun and I can only assume because you two have that nasty red headed witch after you. Again. Might I add."
Dean opened his mouth to say something when Sam walked in.
"Who- what? Balthazar?" He asked confused.
"No its Jack you overgrown monkey" The angel rolled his eyes, "It's a miracle Cas sticks around with you two."
"Ya speaking of where is my best friend?" Dean demanded.
"He's already gone. I sent him ahead. Told him to stay put till I got you two."
"And where exactly are we going?" Sam asked.
"Do you remember that little Wonderland I dropped you boys in a couple years ago? There."
"That freaky Twilight Zone where we weren't brothers and we were actors?" Dean asked, "No thanks."
"Where Ruby was?" Sam asked, his voice perking up.
"Fake Ruby" Dean corrected him.
"Yes there but don't worry you won't be impersonating Jared and Jensen," Balthazar explained, "You'll be there to protect them."
"Protect them? From what?" Sam asked.
"More importantly why? There's no magic there." Dean reminded him.
"Actually there is now. That's on me. Got mugged by some fanatics who somehow got my blood and used it."
"Excuse me?" Sam asked.
"Like your blood there Demon Boy my blood is magic and once it's spilt somewhere and someone intones a spell my magic makes that spell real. Regardless if it was fake before or not. So my blood began a chain reaction of dominoes and now that world is in danger. Hmm."
"What is it? Sam asked as Balthazar paused.
"Well maybe this Father's way of punishing me for ducking out. Would be like him wouldn't it."
"Who said we agreed to do this? Why do we care if Fantasy Land has magic?"
"Because magic in that world makes every fake magic into real magic. You've seen the dangers now imagine a world where all of that was fake and is now real? Not a good thing. We'll be lucky if the place isn't on fire when I drop you off."
"And where are you dropping us off?" Dean asked.
Balthazar turned to Dean smiling. During the entire conversation he had been collecting trinkets and supplies from around the motel room. He now held a bowl that sizzled with the boys' duffel bags at his feet.
"Why where else?" He asked, "But San Diego?"
With a thrust of his hand the boys were thrown through the window.
With the shattering rain of glass the boys landed hard on concrete at the foot of a woman dressed as Black Canary. The two looked around surprised at the sudden change in venue.
The stood up ignoring the concerns of cosplayers glancing up at a massive convention center. Draped across the top level was a blue and gold sign.
Welcome to Comic Con International!
"I don't think we're in Kansas anymore," Sam gulped taking in fresh salty air.