"I'm dreaming," Diana said as she stared at a double bacon cheeseburger being consumed by an invisible man. "That's the only explanation for this."
Dean moaned in delight as he finally sank his teeth into some real food. "Oh, trust me sweetheart this is as real as it gets." He shoved several fries in his mouth, both cheeks protruding with all the food in his mouth.
Sam was more reserved and calmly dunked a French fry in his ketchup before eating it thoughtfully. "So, how can you see us?" he asked Julie.
She shrugged. "Have no clue. I'm still trying to wrap my head around the fact I can see you two clear as day while Diana can't."
"You've never had any weird dreams or physic stuff happen to you before have you?" Dean asked.
"Physic? Heck, no."
"What did they ask?" Diana was feeling left out of the conversation.
"Whether or not I've had physic visions," she answered.
"I don't get it, why are you invisible again?" Diana asked.
"Apparently they did some wacked out spell that made them invisible and only Death is supposed to see them," Julie explained.
"Death as in capital D, Death?"
"As in the Horseman, yes," Sam said and Julie repeated him for her sister's benefit.
"This is all friggin' weird," Diana shook her head. "Ghosts I can handle, hell give me a filthy bloodsucker any day over Horsemen and invisible guys."
"Tell me about it," Dean agreed and shoved the last of his sandwich in his mouth.
"So, you two are the Winchesters, huh," Julie studied them. "I expected you to be...buffer."
Diana snorted. "At least you can see them. Please tell me at least one of them is cute."
"I'm the good looking one," Dean smirked and Julie smiled in amusement.
"So how long is this spell supposed to last?"
"About two more weeks," Sam sighed.
"And you're doing this to hide from the Leviathans?" Diana said.
"Yeah, the bastards keep finding us no matter how well we hide. We're trying regroup and figure out how to get to Dick Roman without getting arrested for killing a public figure. He's the head of the Leviathans."
Julie repeated what they said and Diana exclaimed, "Dick Roman's a Leviathan? Why is it always the cute guys?"
"Trust me, he's a douchebag," Dean growled.
"We should team up," Sam suddenly said.
"We what?" Dean gave him a surprised look.
"Let's face it, Dean. We're spiraling here and they could help us with things we can't do because we're invisible."
"Diana and I work alone," Julie stated flatly. She wasn't so sure she liked the idea of having them around all the time and she was sure acting as interpreter between them and her sister would get really old really fast.
"They want us to team up?" Diana guessed.
"It would be temporary," Sam said reassuringly. "When we're visible again we'll leave."
"I don't know about this, Sammy," Dean shook his head.
"Let's do it," Diana spoke up.
"Really?" Julie gave her an incredulous look.
"Why not? It might be fun having an element of surprise in our arsenal. Imagine all the asses out there who won't see them coming," Diana grinned at the idea.
"Are you wanting us to help find a way to kill Dick Roman?" Julie asked.
"It'll be one less monster in the world," Diana shrugged.
"Nah, well yeah that would be awesome if you could find a way to do that without us going to jail," Dean replied.
Sam gave his brother a look. "You don't have to do that. Just be our wingmen -"
"Or wingwomen," Dean said with a smirk.
"And help us with stuff we can't do without attracting attention - like food and getting a hotel room," Sam ignored him.
"Okay, fine." Julie stood up and rummaged through her duffle bag and pulled out a pad of paper and a pen. She flopped it down on the table. "Just so we're clear I'm not going to act as your damn interpreter all the time."
Dean stared at the notepad. "This is going to be awesome," he said sarcastically.