Chapter Ten: It's Not a Game!

Hey guys, Ani here, I hope you all had a very awesome Easter!

Again I just want to thank you all for reading this, and adding this to their story alerts/favs. You have no idea how happy that makes me feel when I see that someone likes this story enough to add and wait for another update.

Also, very very big thank yous to those who left reviews, I always looking forward to reading them! :D:D:D

And I'm also very very sorry to have to do this to you again, but I'm gonna have to put this story on hold for the rest of the week. My husbands older brother and his wife are coming over for my younger brother-in-laws birthday, that's going to be tomorrow on the tenth.

And guess whose birthday it is three days after that...Mine! XDXDXD. So until then, my brother and sister-in-law are going to be spending the night.

And since our birthdays are so close together, we're going to have a big party on Saturday. Bowling. Rock ~on~! :D

But as a personal rule that I've set for myself, I don't use anything electronic when family or friends are visiting. This means no video games or T.V. (except movies when watched/played together as a family) Or internet. So I won't be back on FF until hopefully Sunday, but if not then, Monday.

Sorry again to do this to you guys, but I'll be back, I promise. Please Enjoy :)

Rosie stayed true to her promise about making good meals, and she wasted no time as prepared one of her personal favorites, pan fried chicken breast and steamed asparagus with lemon.

It was nothing real fancy, but it looked and smelled delicious, and Bobby ate it all with hardly any form of complaint. While Rosie on the other hand, ate very little. Even with a favorite dish, she couldn't stomach a whole lot of food at the moment.

But she politely waited until after Bobby was finished eating before she placed her own plate in the fridge and told him that she had decided to call it a night and wanted turn in early. Partly because she was tired, but mostly she just wanted to go someplace where she knew she would be left alone.

And after Bobby had escorted her down and locked the door begin her, Rosie stood at the door in silence for a few moments, just looking around the room before she slowly went and sat down on the old cot. Just reflecting on the recent events.

…She had forgotten...

Today, she went shopping at an completely ordinary FredMeyers supermarket, a place that had been a part of her life since before she could even remember. And somehow, somewhere along the way, she got so caught up with that familiar feeling of just being a regular person; it was somehow actually able to blind her with rose tinted glasses to the whole situation she was in.

How could that have happened? How could that feeling of normality actually had been enough to cloud her judgment so much, that she began her think of Bobby Singer as just a regular person as well?

Unbelievably, at some point, she had actually started to think of Bobby and the boys, and even Castiel, as regular people that she could easily become friends with.

And really, how ignorant was that? How could she have been so stupid?

So childish

She rested her forehead on her clenched fists, feeling utterly disgusted at herself for letting her mind go so astray as to think of them as ordinary. As all of them, every single one of them, were everything but.

They were hunters for Gods sake, hunters, guys who spent their whole lives moving through the states looking for anything that should only been real in bedtime stories and myths and legends.

And, literally at the pinnacle of all things above ordinary, was Castiel. She knew how he was from the get-go when she first met him face to face, and even with that knowledge, she was still foolish enough to forget that, even for a moment, he was nothing like how Angels were portrayed in her world. As gentle beings clothed in white robes with pearly white wings, No! He was a worrier, a soldier of heaven that took his position as such very seriously.

Never again, she couldn't ever lose sight of those facts again. She couldn't let herself fall into that state of mind where she just assumed that she could get along with everyone here just like that because she knew about them, and she couldn't just assume that they wouldn't hurt her.

Because they could.

This wasn't some game that she could turn off and start again, she could bleed here, and that meant she could die here too. This was serious, and she had to be careful not to take anything here so lightly ever again.

…But that brought her to a question that she should have been focusing on all along... how was she even here?

Heaving a loud sigh, she flopped down on the mattress of the cot, closing her eyes and tried to think. She had to empty her thoughts of everything besides that last night she spent at home.

But she couldn't think of anything. She racked her brain up and down, but she couldn't remember seeing anything out of the ordinary. Nothing weird ever happened before she went to bed.

But again, the only strange thing that she could remember was that voice in her dream. Hearing it right after she went to sleep, right after she made her wish.

That made her pause, her wish,

'If she only had the chance, she would try her hardest to stop Castiel from opening Purgatory.'

That was what she wished to do more than anything. To try and make him see that it was the wrong answer, to make him find another way before Sam and Dean found out that he made a deal with a Demon to find the key that opened the door.

Maybe…she figured maybe that was the reason why she was even brought here, if someone went through all the trouble to bring from her world to this one, maybe they wanted her to make sure that purgatory wouldn't be opened. Then that meant this was the chance she wished for, the voice said it would grant her wish, and she was actually here!

But if that was how it was, again, the question was 'how'

When she made that wish, she was alone, what's more, she never said it out loud.

Who could have brought her here? Who could have even heard her?

The only way she knew how people could get to a different universe in this world was with that sigil Balthazar had put on the window in episode fifteen. And she wasn't sure how the person who was transported could return other than by another powerful being pulling them back though. But even then, she didn't know if another sigil was used.

But she was doubtful that was how she got here. She woke up on the couch as if she had spent the whole night sleeping on it. Plus, if the same sigil that was used on Sam and Dean was used on her, she was pretty sure she would have woken up to someone pulling or pushing her through a window. She wasn't that deep a sleeper.

But, there was always a chance that maybe Bobby would know how, He always found the answers when givin a little time. And she figured he was up there right now doing research trying to find anything that might sound even remotely close to her case. Maybe he would find the answer soon, and who knows, once they found the answer how, then maybe they'd would be one step closer to finding the answer to who.

And all in the meantime, she could try carry out her mission to help Castiel make a different choice before it was too late.

But thinking about seeing him again so soon after tonight, it frightened her.

Even more now with what happened earlier. He knew from the beginning that she was hiding the whole truth. But how could she tell it all to an powerful Angel who so bent on finding purgatory, that he willing to make a deal with the king of hell to find it.

Willing to kill his oldest friends just to keep that deal hidden from Sam and Dean.

And though it was the last thing that herself as a fan wanted to admit, it stood as the cruel and solid truth.

He could do the same to her.

But, she had to buck up and get serious, she couldn't be scared forever, she didn't have the time for it! She still wanted to help him despite that fact that trying would much harder with him telling her outright that he didn't trust her. But she couldn't blame him for it. Had their roles been switched, she would feel the same way about herself.

So for now, at least for a little while, she decided wouldn't bother Castiel. And later on, she would try and convince him that she really didn't mean him, and the boys and Bobby any harm.

And maybe, later on, maybe she wouldn't feel so afraid to tell him the whole truth.

But first, she had to get some sleep.

And after about fifteen minuets of tossing and turning, she finally drifted off, hoping that tomorrow would come soon.

Are you excited to see more chapters? I know I'm excited to type them!

Even though I won't be on the computer, I'll be sure to write them down on a note pad . So hopefully by then after Sunday/Monday I'll be able to update the story more often :D

Bye guys, I'll see you later!