Never Believe Anything You See On TV

A/N: Another 2 am update....This one is my fault since I was too lazy all day to write anything, and I kept on getting distracted... I gotta tv in my room. All I need is a mini fridge and a bathroom and a small microwave, then I can be the hermit I always wanted to be! ANYWAY, this is a filler chapter, but it's a fun filler chapter...And next chapter will be the start of episode 2. The dreaded episode 2. DUN DUN...DUUUUUNNNN.

Btw, Saturday and maybe Sunday I won't be able to update because I wont be home. I'll try to get two out on Monday to make up for it, but I can't make promises.

The Self Insert's Epiphany

The drive back towards the hotel was silent. The Transam was still in the parking lot, and James and Katherine knew they wouldn't be able to drive it around when they have enough space in the Impala. So they arranged to drop it off at Bobby's once they hit the road again.

When they got back everyone piled out, Dean was the first one to go straight to his room. Sam watched his back as it disappeared in his room and then looked back at Katherine, "You sure you don't mind?"

"'Course not," she reassured, "James talks in his sleep anyway."

James walked in after Dean, when he turned around and saw him and not his brother he asked, "What're you doing here?"

James shrugged, "Katherine thought it would be a good idea if you and Sam were away from each other for a night. You know....the convo you had with him looked pretty intense."

"Yeah, well," Dean grunted and walked over to the washroom. "No offense or anything to you or your friend, but me and Sammy get along fine. Most of the time."

"What ever you say, man," James slipped off his jacket and shoes and went over to Sam's vacant bed. Just as he crashed onto the mattress he heard the vibration of Dean's tooth brush which reminded him of something. He and Katherine had no supplies here. The only things they had in the back of the Firebird was some of his jock things, like a deflated foot ball, sweat pants, jock strap, ect. Then there was some random movies that they forgot were in the back, some toilet paper, and pads for Katherine. Obviously.

Dean was still in the bathroom, so James stood up, announced that he will be right back, and left. He didn't want to sleep in the same clothes twice, and those jogging pants would be just fine.

When he popped open the trunk of their car he had to do a double take to make sure this was their car. But it was. And in the back, instead of a bunch of useless crap, was supplies for hunting. A couple of hand guns, a shot gun, rock salt, holy water, and a bunch of leafy occult books. "What the hell..." Was this shit always here?

"A little gift from me," Came a voice. James spun around and saw his favourate demon. Hekate. She was wearing bootie jean shorts and a long gray cardigan over a olive green tank top. For the first time she was wearing shoes, tall suede brown boots with flat bottoms. Her hair was just hanging there with nothing holding them, so it framed her face nicely. God, she was so hot.

"Gift? You already gave us that credit card," James leaned against the hood. "Why so generous?"

She shrugged, walking over to the car and leaned against the car next to him. "Well I figured since you guys are pretending to be hunters, that you should have the tools to be a hunter. Otherwise your new friends will be all suspicious like," she looked into the trunk and pulled down the lid onto the tools so it looked just like the floor of the trunk. "Just don't use it against me," she joked. He caught her eyes and couldn't help but smile, "Don't worry, I won't." He paused before asking an unexpected question. "How long have you been a demon?"

Hekate blinked before laughing, "You know it's rude to ask a woman how old they are."

James smirked, "That's too bad. I'm a fan of cougars."

With a flirtatious smile she moved a little closer to the blond until her nose was just an inch apart from his. "You're cute. But my itty bitty black heart belongs to someone else," she purred, her lips so close to his jaw line and neck.

James rose an eyebrow, "Who said we needed to get our hearts involved?" Hekate smirked and let out a little chuckle before pulling away. James blinked and the demon was gone.

* * *

Katherine was stuck in the washroom using the crappy small toothbrush that the motel put in there. The other night she slept in her clothes. Tonight? Well, that's all she had. She made a mental note to use that credit card and go on a shopping spree. Max that shit out.

Her shirt was long enough to cover her bum, but it was the bottoms were an issue. If it was James she would just sleep naked, seeing as he has been there, and done that. Multiple times. But she didn't want to make Sam uncomfortable... She wanted to wait until the fourth episode for that. But, she had no other choice. She had to go out there in a tight Joan Jett vintage shirt, and black panties. Thank God she wasn't a thong-wearer.

When she peaked out of the door she saw Sam laying on one of the beds with his hands over his eyes. She took this chance to walk and dive into bed before he could realize she was out. She crept out of the bathroom, and once she was over the threshold she dove for her bed and wrapped herself in a cocoon of blankets. At the sudden noise Sam looked up seeing Katherine wrapped up in bed. "Hi," she smiled from beneath the covers.

"Heh," Sam chuckled at her weirdness. "Uh, what're you doing?"

"Uuuuhhmmm," she bit her lip, "nothinnnnng."

Sam blinked obviously not believing her. "Right. Seriously, what are you doing?"

"Don't worry about it."

He sat up on the bed and faced her and smiled mischievously. At least this was getting his mind off of his brother, even though what Dean said would forever dig into his mind. "What are you hiding?"

"I'm not hiding anything!" Katherine said a little too fast, her eyes a little wide. She was hiding a lot of stuff. At the moment she was hiding her ass.

Sam narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips before he shot out of the bed and went for Kat's. She yelped and dove further into the covers trying to pull the ends under her so he couldn't get underneath. "C'mon, what are you hiding?" Sam pleaded, trying to get to her. She wiggled around, trying to kick him off the bed but always missed. "I'm not hiding anythiiiiinnngg," she whined. Sam laughed, "Sure you're not." He felt around trying to find a flap so could pull the blanket off. Eureka! "Ahah!" He heard another squeal from her when she saw light peak in as he came under with her. When he did he found his body hovering over hers. His knees were on either side of her knees, hands above her and his face was almost passed hers. He had to lean his chin on his collarbone to see her. She was so small in size and figure, it was almost as if his body could swallow her if he just let go and laid on top of her. Kat's eyes were covered by her hands as if that would help her hide from the big bad Winchester. Sam though, was smiling in victory.

"Now, what are you hiding?" He breathed. His breath tickled her nose, so she removed some fingers away to peak up at him. "Downstairs."

"Huh?" Sam blinked, confused. Then a sudden realization dawned on him and he slowly looked down as if he couldn't control his head. When he looked underneath him he saw Kat's bunched up shirt over her stomach, black panties with a pink peace symbol just above the camel toe, and then her bare legs. The heat in his face rose and he started to get nervous, "Oh, uh, oh, Jeeze," he stood up right away taking the blanket as well. It slid off his shoulders and that's when he noticed how this looked. Katherine was laying sprawled on the bed, partially naked, and he was standing on his knees over her. "I'm soo sorry," he got off, and in the process he got tangled in the blankets and his face met the floor.

Kat gasped and crawled over to the edge of the bed where she saw Sam groaning from his face plant on the carpet. "Are you okay?" She asked, trying to stifle a laugh. "Uhh, yeahh," came his muffled reply.

* * *

"What the hell are they doing in there?" Dean looked over at the wall. They were three doors down, but the walls were paper thin. Being that the two rooms between them were vacant Dean and James were able to hear the squealing and laughter. And then the loud thud.

"Do you really want to know?" James asked, his face buried in his pillow.

Dean was silent for a moment, testing himself to see if he wanted to know. Sam and Katherine in one room? He only known her for two days or so. And his impression of her was, well...."Not really."

* * *

By now, Katherine had herself wrapped in blankets again, this time sitting next to Sam on the floor against the bed.

"I haven't laughed that much in a while," Sam admitted.

Katherine smiled and giggled, "Really? Dean that much of a buzz kill?" She knew this was farthest from the truth. Watching Supernatural for four seasons, Dean was possibly the funniest person in the entire show.

"No, no, it's not that. It's just I've been hunting for damn near all my life, and it's pretty rare if I ever get a break. If we get a break, I mean," He explained. "You and James have only been hunting for a year... It gets... It gets exhausting after a while."

"Well," she put her chin on top of her knees, "saving people's lives is exhausting. If they made it easy, a lot of people would be alive right now. So I just accept the job as it is, you know?"

He gave a small smile when he looked at her, "Yeah I guess... You know. I find it weird."

"Find what weird?"

"That I've only known you for a little under two days and... you've already helped me a lot. I mean, it's as if I've known you for years."

At that she had to hide her face a little, "I guess I just feel the same way." But he had no idea. He may not have known her for long at all, but she knew him. She knew all about him. Of course she knew all about him, after all she and James have been watching Supernatural religiously. It was their weekly superbowl where they would buy pizza or hot wings and get a six pack. Then quote Dean the morning after, and make comments about what Castiel did on her facebook status. Then Katherine wondered....If Sam and Dean knew about this...about how and why they were here, would they treat them like friends at all?

This all still seamed so surreal that they were here. She felt that one night she will go to bed and wake up in the morning back in their crappy town house or drooling all over paperwork at work. It just all seemed like one of those crappy self-insert fan fictions you see on FF dot net. Where a fan is sent into the supernatural realm by one way or another, and a series of fortunate events unfold and they have the time of their lives. That one of the Winchesters or even Castiel would fall for them for no damn right reason. But this was no fan fiction written by an author with no friends. She cannot fall in love with Sam, and nor could he. Katherine was a fan, a fan desperate enough to sell her soul to come here. And she cannot be here forever. She will eventually have to leave, whether it to be going home, or going to Hell. Katherine looked down at her hands at this sudden realization. She wanted to cry, but couldn't in front of him. Not only did she doom her soul, and drag James' ass into her mess, but she was also sacrificing her new found friendships. When she is gone, and then watches the next season, if there is one, all she will do is think about the mistakes she made. The hearts that were broken along the way, and the friends she will never see again. Supernatural would never be the same to her again.

* * *

The hunters slept through morning. The first ones up were Katherine and James, as they had some business to take care of. Business that deals with clothes, shoes, hygiene products, hair products, shoes, a laptop, and a PSP to entertain stroke Kat's ADD. Did I mention shoes?

They had left a note with the boys hoping they wouldn't leave without them. Which Dean wouldn't since in the note they promised to bring back food.

When they got back, there was some stress between the brothers. After their conversation yesterday James and Kat thought that maybe the brothers would give each other the cold shoulder, but it seemed that the female hunter's idea worked. Some time away from each other healed the wound momentarily. There was still some unspoken tension between the two, but the Winchesters knew that they couldn't act that way for long, not with the job that they do. What ever they feel would have to be postponed until they had time to deal with it.

Katherine walked into the motel room first in new clothes. Skinny jeans with low topped boots with wedged heel and pointed tip, her top like before was vintage, though it was of an old pin up of Bettie Page as a naughty little devil -- ironically -- and Dean couldn't keep his eyes off of it because the image was...well, not censored. Over that she had a plain black cardigan that reached down to her thighs and buttoned at her stomach.

James walked in after her a little less original with his new attire. He didn't go crazy like she did. In fact more than half of the stuff they purchased today was hers. James wore a simple black button down top with a faded brown leather jacket over it, comfortable dark jeans and tennis shoes.

Dean didn't bother asking questions when he saw the food in their hands. Pizza and garlic bread. Man after his own heart. They ate up and watched a little day time television, which consisted of Family Feud, Price is Right, and Divorce Court. Dean looked over to Katherine and Sam both sitting on the floor against the bed. He was very suspicious, especially with all the noise he heard last night. "What were you two doing last night?"

Sam and her both looked at Dean at the same time, "Just stuff," Sam replied. "What kind of...stuff?" He pressed. "Shenanigans," Kat answered. "Now eat your garlic bread before I do."

"Fine. But I'm eating it because I want to, not because you told me too."

"What ever gets you through the day, Jelly Bean Dean."

Dean looked at her intensely, "I will shoot you if you call me that again."

A/N: ANNND THE WORD OF THE DAY IS -drumroll-
SHINANIGANS! Thanks to joanvindiesel (:

You guys can still give me a random word for Kat to say, and I'll find a reason and place for her to say it! Thanks for the support, and REVIEW! Happy readings xoxoxo