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Chapter two: Changing my atmosphere

My eyes flickered all over the white corridor I was standing in. I was pressed to the wall and was having a real hard time to figure out where the playing guitar was coming from. Where is the radio, the speakers? Funny enough, guys. Listen to this. The guitar wasn't coming from anywhere at all. It sounded like it was part of the atmosphere. Just like air, you know.

I stiffened when I heard a woman's voice joining the guitar singing with a dark voice. Weird enough? I remembered the melody from somewhere. I just couldn't place it.

Suddenly a woman with blue scrubs passed me with a few papers in her hands. I pressed myself harder to the wall and just as she had passed me, her face turned toward me and she gave me a dreamy smile. She's beautiful.

To my next surprise a woman in a wheelchair pushed by a very good-looking guy passed me as well.

Wait! Blue scrubs, white corridors, old woman being pushed by guys who look like photo-models, strange music that comes from absolutely no where. Need I say more?

"Oh… fudge… Changing Channels…" I breathed out as if I had been holding my breath all that time. "I'm in that freaking wannabe-tricksters illusion! The damn demon did it!"

Just then another seriously passed me and gave me a strange look. I gave her a fake smile and an apologetic look with a small nod to the side. I better watch out with what I say. I blinked. Better watch out for that Trickster as well.

Suddenly the nurse that passed me stopped right on her track… or… I mean like froze. Everything around me froze. "Whoa…" I pushed my finger against the nurse's shoulder just to see if it was real, and it was.

Then suddenly I pressed myself against the wall as I heard very, very familiar voices. I assumed that they were standing right behind the bend. Oh my goodness, I thought while slowly sliding against the wall towards the bend. I almost tripped over my own feet as I peeked over the corner. Clumsy as always.

I felt like squealing with joy as I saw the best two brothers in the world standing at the end of the corridor. Dean was pressing the wannabe-trickster against the wall. So hot…I thought dreamingly. A little behind was Sammy standing with his hands in the pockets of his white coat. He had a frown between his eyebrows.

My mouth was slightly open and my eyes were wide. Then I realized I was holding my breath. I returned to my wall, standing pressed up against it with closed eyes trying to catch my breath. Mother of Mercy, The Giver of Gifts… God! Thank… you…

What? There's no harm in thanking God… seemed to the series that God exists, and it was in the series I was present. I thought it was sort of… appropriate.

I peeked over the bend again, going slower this time. By now the Trickster a.k.a. Gabriel was standing with his back turned to me. For a second I felt like throwing something at the back of his head just to piss him off. But… I didn't have the guts, ha…

Gabriel held his arms forward and looked at the two brothers positively with a conceited smile. "Tell you what. Survive the next 24 hours. Then we'll talk."

"Survive what?" Dean asked looking as if he didn't believe Gabriel at all.

"The game!" Gabriel held out his arms as if it was the most obvious thing in the whole world.

"What game?"

"Your in it."

Dean and Sam exchanged doubtful looks and then Dean turned back to Gabriel. "How do we play?"

"You're playing it."

"What are the rules." Dean said with a firmer and darker voice.

Gabriel quirked his eyebrows up twice. He was completely silent and had a mocking look in his face. Then he disappeared leaving a shadow of TV- disturbance behind.

Just as he disappeared I got a better view of Sam. None of us had reacted as the Trickster disappeared and this resulted in us both looking at each other.

My cheeks burned hot and I reacted as fast as I could by doing the most stupid thing I could have done if I wanted to be unnoticed. I moved right before Doctor Sexy MD started again.

I closed my eyes in disappointment to myself. "Oh… Great!"

Sam kept staring at the bend. Without looking away he bumped Dean on his shoulder. "Ow… what?" Dean said and touched his shoulder where Sam had bumped him.

"Did you see that?"

Dean lift his right eyebrow. "Yeah, that dick turned on the TV again."

Sam was still staring at the spot. He took a few steps closer and pointed at it while talking to his brother. "Not that. Didn't you see the girl with the pink zip-shirt?"

"I don't know man." Dean said with a dark voice, but due to the sound of his voice Sam could tell he was smiling. "All I see are these hot, sexy chicks dressed up as nurses." Dean turned away from Sam to look at a passing nurse who was looking for Dr Sexy.

"I thought…" Sam didn't take notice of his brother. "I thought I saw her move before everything started again."

Dean bumped Sam's chest with his palm while holding onto his shoulder. "Hey, man. Everything is screwed up around here. Now c'mon. We've gotta find ourselves a way out before Dr Jekyll and Mr. Hyde decides to turn up."

Sam squinted with his eyes still staring at the spot and didn't follow his brother.

After a few seconds Dean turned around and sighed holding out his arms. "Sam?"

The younger brother swallowed, but then he turned around to join his brother.

I sighed in great relief and let myself slide down against the wall to the floor. I didn't feel like being found by two grumpy brothers who maybe would be in the mood to stick a pole right trough my heart. The best thing would be to lay low for a while. I knew that if I was going to survive… I had to gang up with them or something. But as if they would take a person like me. Someone with no experience like… ever.

"Could you please tell me… what are you doing in here?" I looked around as I heard the confident voice but I saw no one. Then all these particles in the air started to gather, the form of the Trickster was slowly gathering in front of me. He was towering over me, leaning against the wall with his hand.

I could have sworn I felt like my heart was going to jump out of my throat any minute. I put my hand over my chest and breathed out slowly trying to calm myself down.

"Well?"

"Hey…" I said and looked up at him still trying to calm down. "I didn't exactly ask to be thrown in here."

He tilted his head to the side and quirked one of his eyebrows down while smiling. I had thought there was something special about the way he looked… or maybe the way his vessel looked. There was something about his cheeks and skin that reminded me of a baby…Yeah, I know it's weird.

"You don't seem surprised." He added.

I stared at his mouth. Yupp, the same went for the way his mouth moved.

"Are you joking? You almost scared the life out of me…" I blinked. "… Figuratively speaking."

I held my hand upward and pressed the other one on the ground in an attempt to get up. "You don't mind if I stand up?" I mumbled mostly to myself but I guess he heard it as well, because he gripped my arm.

"No of course not." He said and pulled me, literally pulled my whole body up.

"Thanks" I said when I finally had my feet on the ground.

"So you spy and eavesdrop on monsters and hunters pretty often, huh?"

I blushed and fiddled with my necklace that went down all the way to my stomach. There was a glittering moon hanging on the chain. "Like I said; I didn't ask for this. I was kind of thrown in."

"Mmmhm…" The sound of his voice clearly stated that he didn't believe me, and when I looked up into his green eyes it was really confirmed.

I put my hands in the pockets of my zip-shirt. "Well, you don't have to believe me. Just don't kill me over some demons fetish of throwing people in other monsters illusions."

"Demon, huh…" he said still not convinced.

"From New York." I nodded.

He gave me a smile and then nodded as well. Then he backed away holding his arms clapping them together. "You know what? Stick around."

"Really?"

Then he had the most mocking look on his face again. "No…"

All of a sudden my whole body was stretching out again. The hospital was turning into black and blue smoke and my feet lifted from the ground.

Just as fast as I had disappeared, I reappeared outside the old hackneyed warehouse Dean and Sam had been tricked to come to.

Furiously I stomped on the ground. "That two-faced douche!"

Now what?

Tired and pissed of I went over to some old tires that were lying on the ground and I sat down on one of them mumbling about what an idiot Gabriel was. "Archangel or no archangel…" I slowly decided what I had to do. "I think I'm going to kill him." Then I blinked a few times. Am I out of my mind? I can't kill a freaking archangel!

"What to do, what to do…" I whined and hiding my face in my hands. "Caleb, you tricked me into this you demon, you…"

"Did I?"

I stiffened and slowly looked up. Great…"A day hasn't even gone and you've already come to mock me?

"Hello to you too, Allie…. How's it going with the angels?" Caleb crackled a few times and then he sat down on one of the tires beside me.

"He threw me out if that's what you want to hear." I said bitterly and looked at the demon. He hadn't changed his vessel yet.

"That's the least I would have expected."

"Yeah, well I knew he was a douche. Just didn't expect him to find me and throw me out." I looked away from him to look up in the sky.

Meanwhile Caleb was studying my face, and I could feel his eyes on me and it was extremely annoying. "Will, you stop that?" I asked softly after a few seconds with a smile.

"You want in?"

I nodded to the warehouse. "What, there?" Then I shook my head. "I don't know. I guess I have to go into the illusion instead of staying out here."

Caleb nodded and stood up again. "Then it's settled. Good bye, Allie."

I looked up at Caleb and was forced to squint. "What do you mean."

To my answer Caleb gave me a smile and winked with his fingers.

Then everything turned black and I was back in the hospital again. "Ow…" I whined and held my aching head with my hands. The traveling here and traveling there with unnatural power clearly wasn't my thing. "Would everybody just stop zapping me to different places all the freaking time?"

Some people gave me glances but I was too tired to care.

Then I heard it. The gunshot.

Instinctively I rushed to the place the riot was coming from.

I stopped right on my spot when I saw Sam trying to hold up his brother who was slumping to the floor. Dean had been shot in his back.

"Real, it's real" Dean said between clenched teeth.

"Shut up…" I whispered to the music in the atmosphere. A woman was singing "something real" just at the same time as Dean said it was real.. Just perfect… Gabriel was obviously having a good laugh right at that second.

"No, no." Sam said and held his brothers arm. "No no no. Hey! We need a doctor!"

Normally I would have laughed at their situation. I mean, c'mon. It was a little ironic that Sam was calling for a doctor when both he and Dean where dressed as them.

Dean was completely lying on the ground now. "The pains real, Sammy…"

I stepped closer to them. Dean's eyes instinctively turned to the closest thing that was moving, which was me and his eyes widened just the slightest in realization. "Hey…" he said still having the nerve to smile. "You were right, Sammy. The girl with the pink zip-shirt… Look…"

My heartbeat rose as Sam turned around and looked at me. Suddenly I felt so much guilt wash over me. I could have stopped this… "I'm sorry." I whispered, hardly getting my voice out.

"Help me…" Sam pleaded when two from the hospital staff came with a stretcher. They all cooperated when they carried Dean onto the stretcher.

I felt completely awful when I stood outside the surgery room watching Sam standing by Dean's body. Poor Dean…

Don't ask me how I got in there. I kind of sneaked my way through a couple of people and everyone seemed to be so caught up in the drama. It was seriously like I was in Grey's Anatomy or ER or something. Drama, drama, drama. So typical. I would have loved to be stuck in Scrubs though.

One of the women standing by Sam held out a knife to him and he looked at it as if it was a poisons-spider and then shook his head.

I giggled when I saw Sam bend down a little bit and spoke to Dean but was trying to hide it as best as he could. Then a woman dressed in blue scrubs came to my side to watch the surgery as well. I looked up at her and wasn't surprised to see it was Doctor Picklehoe.

She seemed to be completely unaware of my being there, but it didn't bug me or anything. It's not like I wanted her to notice me. She only seemed to be… creepy to have around.

I shook my head when I heard her sniffle. Seriously… she was crying over a guy she hadn't even met before.

Sam was looking around at his assistants and all of a sudden I saw him snap at them. I smiled when I realized he had told him to get some alcohol and all the other stuff.

After a while, Sam had finally sown together Deans wound and cleaned it. Then he looked up at us, at first he looked at me and then with a nervous look on his face he looked at Doctor Pickelhoe. Irritated I heard her sigh and then I saw her mime the words I love you.

"Do you even know the guy?" I asked irritated speaking to her for the first time in ten minutes.

She gave me a glance and sighed again. "Of course, I do. I love him." Then she put her hand on the glass and looked at Sam who clearly looked like he wanted to disappear.

I shook my head again and held up my hand, pretending to hang myself with my tongue hanging out and then pointed at the woman standing beside me while Sam was watching. Content, I saw him laugh a little and returned to Dean. Well, it was a good start. We seemed to have an agreement.

Just then I remembered it was time for the stupid Japanese game. "Oh, man" I whined and didn't care when Doctor Pickelhoe looked at me. "I hate those games…" It was fun to watch Dean and Sam in it but I doubted I was going to enjoy being in there myself.

Nothing happened to the brothers though. They didn't disappear. Instead, Sam was trying to help Dean get back on the stretcher again. What? No, it couldn't be right… They were supposed to engage in a cheap Japanese pain show.

I had disturbed the established order. I must have. I felt like hitting myself. Gabriel was totally unpredictable now. I sighed and tried to find my way to the door Dean and Sam was going to come through.

While waiting I fiddled with my necklace. I had to be careful. If Gabriel would find me again… he would obviously do something more to get rid of me. Something a bit more drastic.

Then the doors opened and the two brothers came out fully clothed with their natural selection of clothes. Dean was no longer on the stretcher. But what disturbed me were their faces. They looked surprised. It wasn't me they where looking at.

All of a sudden I felt the wind at the back of my head, and there was something shining at the corner of my eye that forced me to squint. "Hey, who turned on the-" I turned to see what they were looking at and opened my mouth in amazement.

The hospital corridors had in some way turned into a great beautiful field with flowers, beautiful hills and amazing vegetation.

"Whoa…"

Then Sam looked at me, and the moment he did he gripped my arm. "Who are you?" he asked firmly.

Dean turned to look at us as well. "Great…" he said holding his arms out getting closer to us. "Now were stuck in Teletubbis-land?"

"Ow… you're hurting me!" I said and gripped Sam's arm.

"Who are you?" Sam repeated.

"My name is Allison. Will you let go of me? Your going to give me bruises." Then he let go.

"What are you doing in here?" Dean asked with a firmer voice than Sam, and when I looked at Dean… he looked kind of pissed of.

I took one step back. "I got thrown in, ok? I'm not the bad guy here. It's Mister Sweet-Tooth you should be worrying about…"

"Wait…" Sam said and frowned. "You know about the Trickster…"

I blinked as I looked into the taller brothers brown eyes. "Yeah…" I said a little more silent. "I think I've pissed him off."

"Oh no, trust us." Dean said nodding while pointing back and forth from him to his brother. "We're the ones he's after."

"And now I'm in the game to…" I continued. "Great…"

Yupp, it was true. He must have known I was inside again and decided to invite me. Stick around, I thought his exact words in my head.

"You shouldn't be here."

"I figured as much." I sighed. Then I whined. "We're going to die aren't we?"

Dean reacted immediately. "No, were not." He gestured with his finger and tilted his head to the side while talking with his firm and dark hot voice. "We're going to find that douche and we're going to kill him."

Sam turned around to the door from which they came but only found it to be gone. "Great the doors gone…"

I couldn't help myself. I kept staring at them as if I was some kind of freak. They were standing right in front of me… talking to me…. In character… That's every girls dream!

"What do we do now?"

"Well, first of we can find out what it is the trickster wants."

"He wants to play, Sammy. I think he made that part pretty clear."

While they were arguing I decided to walk up the hill just to check out our environment. What kind of TV-show was this? There had to be a catch with this one.

The field turned into a desert when the hill slumped down and a little further away was a thick wall of trees. Was it some kind of vegetation TV-program?

Then I heard some rustling in the trees. My head snapped to the place, but I saw nothing.

"The predator is always silent and careful when it hunts."

I tilted my head to the side when I heard that slight Australian accent. This voice sounded like it belonged to the atmosphere as well. Another TV-show. But what kind?

I heard the rustle again and took a step back.

"He waits for the right opportunity to strike his prey…"

There was the voice again! I started getting nervous. Wait… the voice was speaking of some predator and a prey. Then I decided that the best thing was to back away. When I heard the rustle again, but louder this time I decided to run.

"Run!" I yelled while running as fast as my feet allowed me. I almost tripped over my own feet but continued.

Then I looked behind myself and screamed. The weirdest creature I had ever seen was running behind me. It looked like… a dinosaur?

The brothers looked at me and then saw what was behind me. "Aow… no" Dean said and shaking his head slowly. "This isn't fair."

"Guys run!" I said while waving with my hands.

They just stood there looking at the monster right behind me. Sam looked like he was about to start to run but they didn't begin after I had passed them. Sam put his hand on my shoulder and pushed me forward as if to make me go faster.

Holy cow! Holy cow! I thought while trying to keep up my pace but my strength was fading.

Sam and Dean outran me easily and all of a sudden they turned up behind a big rock and I was going to continue without them if Dean hadn't yanked me in. The brothers forced me to kneel down and Dean held his hand over my mouth. "What the hell, Sam…"

"I know…"

"No, seriously. What the hell!" he hissed. "That was a freaking dinosaur!"

"You'd rather it be a demon or a ghost?"

"Yeah…"

I closed my eyes and heard the footsteps of the creature and I whimpered with fear. Dean pulled me closer to him, so close I could feel his breath on my ear. My eyes widened when I felt the warmth radiate from him.

"Calm down." He whispered. "Just be quite…"

I nodded, but he didn't take away his hand from my mouth.

The minutes felt like hours and after a while when everything was silent Sam stood up and peeked over the top. "It's gone…"

I relaxed and sighed in relief when Dean took away his hand from my mouth. But to tell you the truth, I kind of started to miss the warmth from him.

"We're in a Dinosaur-program…" I said when I tried to get up.

"I don't understand why they even make those." Dean muttered as he started walking out from behind the rock.

"Are you sure it's safe?" I asked with a shaking voice. I put my hands on the rock. I didn't want to leave safe spot…

"It's gone." Dean said and turned around to look at me.

I opened my mouth when I saw the lizard looking dinosaur crawl up behind Dean. "Sam…" I whispered.

Sam gripped my arm and held out an arm to Dean. "Dean…" he said calmly. "Don't move…"

"It's right behind me?" he said with wide eyes.

Normally, if I was in my right mind I would have backed away from Sam but now in such a moment I put a shaking hand on his arm and stepped closer to him. Just when I realized what I was doing he was holding a protective arm around my shoulders. I blushed and stared terrified at the monster at the same time.

"Dean… throw me your gone and when I say go… you jump out of the way."

Dean started to move his arms down to his belt where his gun hanged. The lizard behind started giving small growls.

"Play your roles." I whispered without knowing. "Play your roles. "

Sam glanced down at me and then back at Dean. Dean was holding his gun ready and he nodded to Sam. "You better damn not miss, Sammy. Do you hear me? I'll haunt your ass if you do."

It all went so fast. The gun flew through the air and the second Sam caught it he pushed me away from him and yelled "Go!" to Dean who jumped out of the way. The monster charged forward and I - the coward I am - looked away when I heard the gunshot. I had only just managed to put my fingers in my ears when it sounded.

When I looked again the dinosaur was lying on the ground and had a shot wound right in its skull. The bullet went straight through to its brain.

I looked wide eyes at the monster and slowly a grin found it's way to my face. I looked at Sam and Dean. "That was… amazing!"

Sam shook his head, trying to catch his breath. "No… that was unique."

Then I heard a flapping noise, almost like flapping feathers. "Here you are!" a very familiar dark hoarse voice called.

My heart stopped, or at least it felt like it. All I could see before I jumped up behind Sam was a trench coat. Yes, it was him. Ok, did I mention that a very special angel is my favorite character in Supernatural? Obviously, I haven't.

"I've been looking for you. You've been missing for days." Then Castiel saw the dinosaur that was lying on the ground but he didn't mention it.

Sam glanced behind himself down at me with a raised eyebrow. "What's the problem?"

I held my finger to my mouth. "Shh… please just look away!"

"Allison…" he began but when I pinched his arm he stopped. "Ow…"

"There is someone else here…" I heard Cas say.

I sighed. Slightly shaking I put my hand over Sams arm and peeked at Castiel. I would have gasped if I hadn't stopped myself. The very sight of him was breath taking. I hadn't thought of meeting Castiel… at all.

He was looking at Dean, slightly with his head hanging forward but I guess that's just him. His arms were hanging at his sides and his hair was slightly untidy.

He had admirable high cheekbones, and the structure of his face was just… to die for. Then his icy blue eyes turned directly to me, followed up by his whole head turning slowly to me. He didn't say anything. He just kept staring at me and I kept staring at him. He titled his head to the side, his eyebrows quirking up. His eyes were compassionate. My bottom lip started shaking. I was terrified of him. Even though I liked his character so much, what could possibly prepare you to meeting him?

Dean looked confused at Castiel. "Ok… awkward." Then he stepped forward. "Hey! We've got to get out of here."

Castiel looked at Dean again. "Your right. We don't have much time. The trickster will know that I'm here."

"Actually" I said decided to come clean with this. Everyone looked at me and I swallowed. "He's not a trickster. He's an a-"

Suddenly I heard a zap. In one second I had been standing with the Winchester and the angel and the next everything was dark and I could see sparkles of red, blue and green appear everywhere. My stomach was starting to ache. This zapping thing was really not my idea of traveling.

Then everything started to fade away and dissolved into complete darkness. My feet were suddenly feeling very stiff. I tried to move one of them and clapped my hand on my forehead when I realized that it was the ground that made my feet feel stiff. Pathetic.

I took a step back and looked around myself, but I couldn't see anything at all. I held up my hand in front of my face or at least I thought I was but I couldn't see that either. Nervousness started to creep up my spine. Let me break it down to you; I'm scared of the dark. It's a very common thing to be scared of. Just like spiders; which I also was pretty scared of. No, wait, pretty didn't even cover it. I was terrified if spiders.

I put my hands out in front of me trying to reach out for a wall or something. I winced and squeaked when I almost lost my balance.

"Are you there?" echoed a voice from nowhere.

I lost my balance completely with a shriek and fell to the floor. "Who's there? Who's there?!" I turned my head around even though I knew I wouldn't be able to see the perpetrator.

"Calm down." Came the dark voice again, but this time I recognized it.

"It's you…isn't it?"

"Yes. Are injured?"

I smiled out into the darkness. "No, I'm super." I held up a thumb even though I knew he wouldn't be able to see it, or did he? "Where are we?"

"I don't know." I could hear him move closer to me. "What did you mean he is not a Trickster?"

I tried to get up. "Well, you all ready know that, don't you Cas?" Again I heard him get closer. My heart started pounding faster. I guess the dark was useful for one thing. Now I didn't have to turn away to make him not see my blush. I could feel the color on my face all over my cheeks.

"Of course, I do." I heard him right in front of me. Right in front! As clumsy as I am I lost my balance and if he hadn't grabbed my arm I would have fallen to the hard floor again.

"Thanks" I said as I regained my balance, but he was still holding my hand. He's holding my hand, he's holding my hand! The hottest angel in the world is holding my freaking hand.

Then I heard a humming that came from him that sounded kind of disturbed.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Allison Walker…"

"And how do you know who I am?"

Damnit. I was being too thoughtless. "Sam and Dean told me."

"Why are you here?"

"This isn't twenty questions, Castiel… I think we need to think of finding our way out of this place. Because if you haven't noticed… were stuck here and I can't see a darn thing."

He made a slight humming sound again and backed away from me. Without thinking I sighed in relief.

"His name is Gabriel…" Castiel said with his dark voice without noting my reaction. "He is an ar-"

"An archangel. Yeah, I know."

There was a slight silence between us and I could almost imagine what his face looked like when he said his next words. They sounded threatening. But not snapping. It was more of a calm threat in Castiel's own special way.

"The question is how you know that, Allison Walker."

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