Second Chapter! Yea! Uh, hem…

…anywho…

"Great. Just great," Dean vented. Sam got his anger under control and turned to the boy. "So we're in your world, correct?" Dib nodded. "So all we need to do is find that opening back to our world." "It might not be that easy. The philosophical implications are quite… philosophical" Dib answered. Sam nodded in understanding. "So how long might we be here until you figure it out?" Dib turned to his computer and typed a command onto the screen. A large clock appeared. "Four days. Maybe five," Dib said. "You've got to be kidding me!" Dean snapped. "Dean, just cool it, okay? We'll be back in no time. We just need to chill here until this kid figures it out," Sam assured, "By the way, I'm Sam and this is my brother Dean."

Dib smiled slightly at his friendliness. "I'm Dib." Dean smirked. "Dib? What kind of weird name is that?" Sam shoved him. "Please excuse my brother, he's kind of sassy." "Sassy? You want sass? I'll hand you over on a plate at Hell's gate." At the mention of Hell, Sam looked back at the demon. He was gone. "Shit. Where'd he go?" Sam turned around in a full circle. Dib and Dean looked around as well.

"Uh, Dib? Does stuff we have and stuff we can do work here like they do in our world?" Sam asked as Dean opened Dib's closet door. Dib nodded. "Yes. I needed him to have his power so he could send Zim away." Dean looked back. "Zim? What kind of fricked up world do you live in, kid?" Dean questioned. "Who's Zim?" Sam asked. "Zim is the alien I was talking about," Dib replied, "He's kind of my worst enemy." "Ah," Sam sighed.

"Come on Sammy. I think he went this way," Dean said, opening Dib's door, "He must've snuck out while we were talking. Dean slowly made his way into the hall way. He walked down the stairs silently.

Gun in hand he peered into the living room. There was a small girl with spiky purple hair sitting on the couch. "What the hell?" Dean whispered to himself. He heard his brother coming down and moved to the side so he could see. When Sam got a confused look, Dean said, "I have no idea, man."

Before the two hunters could take another step, Dib rushed down the steps and motioned for them to stay here and stay quiet. The two nodded. Dib jumped down the rest of the stairs and over to his sister. "Gaz! Uh, there's something I need to tell you." "This better be good…" she growled. "I have successfully brung people from another realm here! Isn't that awesome?" Gaz just stared at him. "Great. Now move your big head so I can finish my show."

"You know, now that I think of it, his head is kinda big," Dean whispered to his brother.

"Don't believe me? Well I'll just show you then! Guys, c'mon!" Dib stood proudly, his arms across his chest when Sam and Dean made their way behind Dib. Gaz opened her eyes and peered at Dean. She tried to hide her smile. "Who are they?" she asked, trying to sound nonchalant. "This is Sam and Dean. They're from a different universe," Dib gloated. "Hey," Dean said with a weak wave. "Hi," Sam added. Gaz kept a steady gaze on Dean. "Well? What do you have to say, Gaz?" Dib questioned, a smirk still painted on his face.

Gaz blinked. "You're going to be in so much trouble when dad finds out."

"Well, whatever. I'm off to find a demon from a different dimension," Dib said smugly and made his way out the door. Sam and Dean exchanged a look that said: uh? and followed Dib.

Gaz blushed brightly the minute they left.