It was strange.
Sam looked on as a crowd of people dressed as the Justice League Avengers and more filed into the convention center.
"Oh no no darling I'll be signing autographs later. Thank you."
He turned around to see Balthazar hugging a young girl with a Supernatural T shirt.
"Oh not that again," Dean groaned.
"Fair warning. The girls are quite passionate," the angel smiled.
"What now?" Sam asked.
"You meet my brother inside. And please watch out for your dopplegangers. And keep these on you at all times." Balthazar handed the boys two passes.
They took them examining the glossy finish and the picture of an actor on one side.
"Wait a minute," Sam asked, "is that?"
"Dad?" Dean asked running his thumb over a bearded John Winchester with a spiked baseball bat.
He looked up only to see Balthazar had vanished.
"Sonovabitch!"
"Dean come on," Sam said pulling his brother along.
The two walked up the sidewalks leading into the convention seeing more and more complainers and temporary stands selling souviners.
"Hey come find Pikachu here!"
"Watchman comics on sale! 30% off!"
"Get your Big Hero 6 posters right now! 2 left!"
"Meet Ian Somerholder at Nerd HQ in 10 minutes! Only $25!"
"Get a signed autograph by Conan O'Brian at 4:00 today!"
"The Skyrim tournament begins now! Head up to the top floor!"
"Supernatural Panel begins in Hall H in 1 hour! Be sure to get in line and meet the Winchesters!"
Dean shook his head as they went up getting closer to the main doors. The crowd was massive and slow. Full of everybody from babies to teens to older adults. They all wore the shirts and costumes carrying bags comics and toys regarding thier favorite TV shows movies and more. The site was so bizarre Dean cut out of the crowd. Sam followed putting a hand on his brothers shoulders.
"Hey Dean you ok?"
"Ya man its just..." He shook his head as Sam nodded.
"I get it it's weird. I think I saw..."
"What?" Dean asked noting his brother's pause.
"Is that?" Sam tilted his head "your car?"
Dean turned around looking out to the lawn in front of the convention center.
Lined up beautifully under the blazing California sun were dozens of cars. Not just any cars but famous movie cars.
Dean recognized almost every single one. The Transformers Classic Camaro the Scooby-Doo Doom van the General Lee Charger from Dukes of Hazzard. And right next to the 69 Mustang known as Eleanor from Gone in 60 Seconds was a gleaming black 67 Impala.
"Baby," He sighed softly.
Of course out of all the fans that walked between the cars he noticed one fan had a cluster of girls around him next to the Impala.
"Is that..." Dean asked recognizing the awkward stance.
"Cas." Sam breathed in relief.
After asking how to get down to the car show and refusing a pic with a pair of eager fans the brothers made thier way to Baby and Cas.
"Cas. Did Balthazar tell you what happened?" Sam asked.
"Hello Sam. Dean," Cas acknowledged, "Yes he did. He gave me a pass and asked me to keep an eye out for magical disturbances."
"Ya well how about we get outta here and find some grub?" Dean said, "we can find a computer and track down where the mess started."
"Were supposed to protect our dopplegangers." Sam reminded him.
"I think they can live for 5 minutes without us." Dean said grabbing the door handle on the Impala.
"Hey what are you doing?" A voice demanded.
"Taking my car back." Dean said.
"The hell you are!" The woman, walking up to them yelled, "you may have done an incredible job on your prosthetics but you are not taking my car I hand built just because you want to play dress up!"
"Scuse me but I assure you we are not playing dress up" Cas said. "We are on a very important case."
"And I assure you that if you don't get your grimy hands off my paint Im calling security!"
"OK you know what we're sorry. Thanks." Sam said grabbing his brother and Cas and pulling them away.
The three of them walked away while the woman glared at them. Once they had reached the end of the line of cars Sam sighed in relief.
"Ok you know what? Zapping us here was bad enough but without my Baby? Again? What the hell!"
"Dean we have to remain calm," Cas said, "Balthazar said this would be a unique case. Magic has been released into this world. Where it never existed. There's bound be difficulties."
"Why don't we just go back to the convention?" Sam suggested, "we can look around that way. This Comic Con is huge. And if whoever is using magic wants to do more damage then where else then a convention full of fake magic and stories?"
"I still think this is all crazy." Dean shook his head, "but let's go."
"If we are to go anywhere," Cas remarked dryly, "we should have some sort of mask or disguise."
Dean looked behind them where a group of fans carrying #Mishapocalypse signs hovered. They giggled and smiled wearing funky hats.
He quickly turned away as they began snapping pictures and calling out unfamiliar names.
The brothers and Cas quickly retreated behind another car, this time the DeLorean from Back to the Future. Lying on a picnic blanket wwere two helmets a red cape and wedding crown. Sam picked up one helmet and fitted it over his head. Dean chuckled handing the wedding crown to Cas.
10 minutes later the boys walked through security.
Dean wore a red helmet and with his jacket resembled Red Hood.
Sam with a tall feathered helmet and red cape resembled Thor.
Cas unfortunately wore only a flowery white wedding crown and veil to mask himself.
The three of them wandered the main floor surprised at the massive displays and crowds of people. The boys skirted around the Warner Brothers booth as they had another Impala and massive cutouts of themselves. According to the monitors Supernatural had been picked up for a historic 13th season. Unheard of for such a niche show.
"Holy crap," Sam muttered.
The actor who pretended to be him Jared Padalecki was the exact image of himself. The longer hair the height it was so strange to see such a huge display.
"What the hell have they done?" Dean wondered staring down another vendors table.
The vendor had painstakingly recreated every piece of jewelry and weaponry that Dean used. His mother's wedding ring his gun even his amulet from Sammy. The man had even created custom lighters with the anti possession sigil.
"These are surprisingly accurate." Cas admired.
Another vendor had books and charms detailing spells and protections and offensive maneuvers. All of them magical in a form.
"We are now seating for Supernatural." A loud speaker announced over the crowd, "please make your way to Hall H. Seating is limited."
"Whoa hold on!" Sam reached above a surge of fans for Dean as they screamed racing for the mentioned Hall.
"We need to be in there," Cas said as he gripped Dean's hand.
""Then let's go!" Dean growled taking the lead.
The three of them fell into the crowd keeping thier heads down as they were led into the massive room.
Hall H was like a mini stadium. Packed in the heat building thousands of fans wearing Supernatural merchandise and dressed as their friends chanted for the actors.
The three boys luckily found seats next to eachother near an exit. A good thing Dean decided and glanced at the multiple security guards that patrolled the walls.
Meanwhile Cas had closed his eyes trying to locate Balthazar or any sense of his blood magic but found nothing. He glanced up to the huge stage only a hundred feet away and sighed in defeat.
And of course Sam had taken to watching a recap of Supernatural that was being played on the four giant screens scattered throughout the room. He shuddered as Lucifer showed up on screen with the actors name scrawled across the bottom
Mark Pelligrino as Lucifer!
"What's the matter? Straight?" A voice chuckled.
He turned to his right as the same girl from the car show sat down.
"You're not fooling anyone," she remarked, "Everyone knows Sam Winchester has stubble this season. It did end with him in Hell. Again."
Sam was about to speak when the lights dimmed and a voice boomed over the speakers. He looked to Cas as he recognized the voice.
"Gabriel?" Dean asked.
"Welcome welcome ladies and germs! To the Supernatural Panel! I will be your host today! Richard Speight Jr!"
To the boys' amazement or horror they watched as Gabriel danced across the stage with none other then God himself!
"Hello hello and I am Rob Benedict the best man!"
