A/N: We have finally reached The French Mistake! YES! This is one of my favorite episodes and I am so glad that I get to write it out now! Just to make sure that it is all cleared up, my version is going to be a little different from the actual episode. Wanted to make sure that was stated incase someone was wondering why I didn't do something a certain way. Okay! Now lets get on with the chapter!
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural
Natalie adjusted her hold under Emily's arms and hoisted her up on her small feet that were standing on her lap. Emily leaned forward and pressed her hands against Natalie's face and began to bounce on her feet. Natalie couldn't help but laugh when Emily's hand moved up towards Natalie's eye, which prompted her to close it.
"Okay, Emy. Getting a little to close there." Natalie said as she moved Emily's hand away from her eye.
The sound of car doors opening and closing caught Natalie's attention and her eyes widened at Emily, who didn't seem phased by the noise.
"Sam and Dean are back from Bobby's." Natalie cheerfully commented as she stood up from the couch and balanced Emily on her hip. The front door opened and Natalie turned around, seeing Dean and Sam walk in with their bags.
"How was-"
"Nice to see you but, I really got to use the bathroom." Dean walked past Natalie quickly, while giving her a small pat on the shoulder.
"Um. Okay." Natalie gave him a smile, though she didn't think he saw it. Instead she looked back at Sam. "How was the trip to Bobby's?"
"Fine. Got a few more things for when we get back on the road. And Bobby says hi."
Natalie smiled. "I could've figured he would have said that. Did he have anything else about this whole mother of all thing?"
"No. Nothing has come up. It's been almost relatively quiet, well at least, in the regards to that. But, Bobby said that he's gonna keep an eye out, let us know if something comes up."
Natalie nodded as she adjusted Emily's position on her hip. "It just seems a little two quiet. I mean if they have managed to crack Eve out, you would think there would be things happening left and right."
"Either that or she's just taking her time with whatever she has planned." Sam offered. "How are you feeling?"
"You know that's probably the fifth time you asked me that today." Natalie commented lightly.
Sam shrugged, not really able to stop with asking her that. "Just a force of habit I guess."
"And you should know the answer to that. I'm fine."
Natalie looked down at Emily, who had been rather quiet and calm the entire time and it was then she saw that Emily was staring at Sam, with the most curious look on her face. Natalie gave Emily a look and then looked over at Sam, who had just now noticed the same thing.
"You wanna hold her?" Natalie finally asked.
Sam looked at Natalie and shook his head. "No. I don't think...like I said Nad, I'm not the best when it comes to babies."
"Oh, come on. She's really not that bad, not once you get a hold of her."
Sam bit down on the side of his lip, switching his gaze from Emily and then to Natalie, both of them garnering some kind of anticipating smile. Natalie's was expressing more of a will he or will he not while Emily's was more just about curiousness.
Letting out a sigh, Sam shrugged his shoulders and gave Natalie a hesitant look. "I don't think it's a good idea, but, I guess."
Natalie couldn't help her smile was growing, somewhat satisfied with herself that she actually got him to say yes. "Okay. Here." Natalie moved closer to Sam and began to hand Emily over to him. "Okay. You need to hold her from under her armpits..." Natalie paused as she and Sam slowly performed the task. "Okay, now put her against your chest."
Sam held Emily awkwardly at first, but then rested Emily's chest against his. "Now, bring this arm down..." Natalie grabbed Sam's right arm and moved it down so that he could support Emily from the bottom. "That way she can settle easily in your hold. And just, relax."
Natalie stepped back and admired the work that had been completed and she couldn't help but let out a laugh. Sam looked almost, lost in a sense, very tense and unsure about how exactly he was to handle Emily.
Sam held Emily in a still position, not moving much, he just stood there in place, his right arm supporting her from the bottom and his other hand was resting against her back. What exactly am I supposed to do? Sam looked over at Natalie, who seemed to be enjoying this way to much. "What?" He asked quickly.
Natalie shook her head, her lips pursed together. "Nothing. Just relax. You look to tense."
"I feel like I'm gonna drop her." Sam quietly admitted as he tried to adjust his hold on her.
"You're not gonna drop her. Trust me. I was the same way. Once you actually hold a baby, it may feel like you will, but you will never drop them."
"I'm not sure if that actually gives me some reassurance." Sam commented.
Natalie's smile only grew. "Well, she seems to like you."
Sam looked down at Emily, who's eyes were staring up at him and her expression confused Sam. He didn't know whether she liked him holding her or if she was about to burst into tears. Oh god. Sam gave Emily a forced half smile, though it didn't seem to phase the 10 month olds' expression. "Please, don't cry." Sam almost begged, which made him feel a little weird.
Emily seemed like she was judging Sam, in his mind at least, he knew that was very unlikely. But, just the way she was staring at him, made him feel a little uneasy. Here he was, Sam Winchester. A man who has killed monsters and fought demons, lived through the apocalypse and spent over a year in hell and yet, he was nervous about holding a baby.
The two of them commenced into a silent stare-down and Natalie didn't know whether to think it was adorable or weird? The moment, however, was broken when Emily smacked her hand against Sam's face.
"Ow."
Natalie let out a snort and quickly covered her mouth. "And now she is totally relaxed with you." Natalie finally commented.
"Yeah, I can tell." Sam closed his eye, waiting for Emily to move her fingers away.
"Oh, look at that." Dean's voice finally cut through as he walked down the stairs. "Sammy, you're getting along with the kids aren't you?" Dean said, before walking into the kitchen.
"I guess you can say that." Sam gently took hold of Emily's hand and moved it away from his eye, which didn't seem to upset her. Instead, Emily breathed out an almost over the top sigh and rested her head against Sam's shoulder. At this, Sam couldn't help but smile as he looked over at Natalie. "She is a cute kid."
"I told you." Natalie commented as she followed Dean's path and went into the kitchen with Sam following.
"So, where's Mari and Clara?" Dean asked.
Natalie took a seat at the island. "They went out to do a few things. Asked if I could watch Emily and I said yes."
"And are you feeling all right?" Dean asked, looking over at her.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Hopefully we'll be able to head back out soon. Who knows, maybe once Mari and Aunt Clara get back we can head out on the road."
Sam walked into the kitchen, his hold on Emily had now relaxed. "You sure that's a good idea."
Natalie shrugged. "Yeah, it'll be fine."
"No, actually I don't think you'll be able to do that." Another voice appeared.
The three of them turned to look out of the kitchen and into the living room where Natalie saw a man that she had never seen before.
"Balthazar?"
Natalie looked at Dean and then back at the man. "Wait, Balthazar? The angel that sold heaven's weapons in exchange for souls?"
"Ah, yes that little incident." Balthazar commented though he stopped and pointed at Natalie. "Never had the chance to meet you before."
"Yeah, well, can't really say if it's a pleasure to meet you though." Natalie commented.
Balthazar gave an amused smile. "Nice to meet you to. Now." Balthazar walked into the kitchen and began to search through the cabinets. "By the way, have you three seen the Godfather?" He questioned as he pulled a bowl out.
"What does that have to do with anything?" Natalie asked.
Balthazar took the bowl and opened the door that led down to the bottom level of the house and Natalie quickly followed after him. "What the hell are you looking for?"
Balthazar didn't answer Natalie's question as he began to rummage through the room and opened up the pantry. "Dead sea brine...blood of lamb...bone of a lesser saint..."
"What are you doing?" Natalie walked over to him and closed the pantry door, though he still managed to get what he needed. "You can't just go raiding through the pantry."
Balthazar turned to Natalie and held up the contents in her face. "I need these. It's very important." He turned away and ran back up the stairs and Natalie followed.
Sam was standing at the top of the stairs, still holding Emily when Balthazar brushed passed him. "What are you doing? And why are you talking about the Godfather?"
Balthazar placed the contents onto the kitchen table where the bowl was sitting and began to pour ingredients out. "Because, we are in it right now. And the role of Michael Corleone-would you believe it-is the archangel Raphael."
Natalie's eyes widened as she stepped towards him. "Wait. An archangel is coming here. Now. Why the hell did you come here then?!"
"Because I needed these ingredients."
"No, how about you just tell us what's going on?" Dean interrupted. "Why is Raphael after you?"
"Ah. Correction. Raphael is after us all. You see, he's consolidated his strength and now he's on the move."
Natalie turned to Sam and motioned for him to hand Emily back over to her, which he did in a quick move. "I'm gonna need to get Emy to Marina."
"Oh, darling, you won't be able to do that. The angels that are after me will literally be here any minute and you won't get far."
Natalie looked at Balthazar and pursed her lips together. "Well, that's just great."
"Where's Cas?" Dean went onto ask.
"Oh. He is very deep underground. So, good old Raffy put out a hit list on every last Samaritan who helped our dear Cas-including the three of you. And also me and he wants to draw Cas out in the open."
"And how in the hell are we supposed to trust you?" Sam asked.
"Do or don't. Either way you three will go where I throw you."
Natalie let out a scoff as she adjusted her hold on Emily. "Okay, incase you haven't notice I have a baby here. There is no way I'm going anywhere."
Balthazar reached into his pocket as he walked over to them. "Yes, about that. Hand her over to me." He said calmly as he took a hold on Emily.
Natalie shook her head and tried to move away from Balthazar, when he took a firm grip on Natalie's arm. "Do you want me to get her out of here or not?"
"How do I know that I can even trust you with her?" Natalie asked.
"My old pal Caden is coming to help me."
At the mention of the angel's name, Natalie's face went dead as she stared at him. "As I know. you've already met him, haven't you?"
"Wait what?" Sam looked down at Natalie, puzzlement written in his face.
Hearing Sam's question Natalie mentally cursed. She had yet to tell Sam and Dean about meeting Caden. Natalie let out a sigh as she looked down at Emily, then finally, handed her over to Balthazar. "Thank you." He commented. Then he pulled out a key from his pocket and placed it into Sam's hand.
"What am I supposed to do with this?"
"You run with it."
Lightening soon flashed outside and Balthazar guided the three hunters into the living. "Now, I'm gonna send you three somewhere that they won't be able to reach."
"How sure are you about that?" Dean asked cautiously.
Balthazar shrugged. "Maybe fifty-fifty."
"I don't like those odds." Natalie commented.
Lightning flashed once again, thunder crashing around the entire house and it sent a chill down Natalie's spine. "Balthazar." A voice echoed through the room and looking over at the kitchen, Natalie saw Caden.
Caden walked over to Balthazar, who in turn, quickly handed Emily over to him. "Virgil is close. You need to get them out of here." Caden said, as he adjusted Emily in his arms.
"Wait, who?" Dean questioned and then pointed at Caden. "Who the hell are you?"
Suddenly, thunder crashed again and lightning danced around the house and out of the corner of her eye, Natalie could see someone walking in from the back door, near the kitchen. "Who is that?!" She called out.
"Virgil." Balthazar saw him and motioned for Caden to leave. "Run!" He raised his hand and the three of them were sent back and crashed through the living room window.
Natalie felt her body immediately land on something soft with a loud voice saying 'Cut!' and the sound of clapping soon followed. Natalie rolled onto her stomach and looked up, seeing a huge group of people sitting behind monitors, looking at them with approval written on their faces.
Rolling up onto her hands and knees, Natalie slowly stood up on her feet, her eyes scanning over the area that they were in.
"All right everyone that's a wrap!"
The three hunters stood in silence, not saying anything to each other, since they were trying to grasp exactly what was going on and where the hell they were.
"Jared, Jensen, Lily! That was outstanding!" An old man from behind the monitors called out to them.
Natalie looked at Dean, confused. "Is he talking to us?"
One of the crewmember walks out in front of them and holds up a marker. "Supernatural, scene one echo, take one. Tail slate. Maker!"
….
"Where in the hell are we?" Natalie asked.
Dean looked around again. "I don't know."
"So, no angels. Should...should we be killing anybody?" Sam asked.
Natalie looked at the people who were walking about the set and shook her head. "No one really seems to be a threat."
Sam gave a very limp shrug as he turned to Natalie and Dean. "Should we run?"
Dean gave Sam a look. "Where are we going to run?"
Natalie feels a sudden pull on her arm and she let out a surprised yelp that caught both Sam and Dean's attention. And they were able to see Natalie being dragged away by some woman. Natalie was to busy looking around at the place that she froze immediately when she was sat down in a chair.
"Okay, Lily..." Who the hell is Lily? "I was able to get your schedule updated." Natalie looked to her left to see a middle aged woman with a black planner in her hand. "You're interview with TV Guide has been rescheduled for tomorrow so you need to make sure to get brushed up for that. Also your mother called, saying that your trip next weekend was canceled. Also your father wanted to know if you could make it to dinner this weekend. He talked about, wanting to introduce you to some more people in the business."
Natalie slowly shook her head. "I don't-"
"I know." The woman held her hand up to silence Natalie. "I know, I told him you like to do things on your own, but he was insistent. So you're going to have to call him and work that out yourself. Also, you were invited for the London Love Ball Fashion Week and I already told them you would be there, which means, you need to start getting fitted for your gown for that trip. So, when do you want me to schedule that?"
Natalie simply stared at the woman, her mouth was agape only slightly and her brows were slowly raising in their confusion. Interview with TV Guide? A damn fashion week?
The woman looked at Natalie and then gave her a scolding expression. "Don't make that face. It's not ladylike."
"I'm not ladylike." Natalie retorted.
The woman made an almost appalled face. "Not with that attitude you aren't. Now when do you want me to get you in for your fitting?"
Natalie raised her arms and shrugged. "I don't know. Do whatever you like."
"Not the answer I was looking for, but I'll take it." The woman responded and then walked away.
Natalie settled back in her seat as another lady, who seemed to have come out of nowhere, brought a makeup brush to her face and Natalie immediately backed away. "What are you doing with that?"
The woman gave Natalie an 'obvious' look. "I need to fix up your makeup. So just hold still, all right?"
Natalie was a little surprised by the woman's insistence and decided to just follow along with what she needed her to do.
"So, Lily, how has your day been so far?"
Natalie inwardly groaned at this woman's attempt to try and spark up a conversation with her. "Um. F-fine I guess. Why are you calling me Lily?"
The woman brought a different brush up to Natalie's cheek and gave her a questioning look. "Because that's your name."
"My name? Really?"
The woman nodded. "Yes. Lily Collins. That's your name."
Natalie's brows raised and she let out a laugh. "Really! My name is Lily Collins. But, that's-"
"Yeah, the same last name as your character. I don't know whether you would consider that lucky or what."
Well, it's a good thing for me. I only have to remember one new name.
"Are you okay though? Why all of a sudden are you forgetting your name?"
Natalie gave the woman a look and her mouth fell slightly agape. "Um. I was just...I guess I'm just a little tired today."
"Well make sure that you get something to eat and take a nap afterwards."
When did you become my mother?
Natalie walked through the rest of the studio and went through an open stage door that led out to the studio lot. Looking around, she saw Dean and Sam standing near one of the many crew trucks and ran after them.
"Hey." Natalie spoke as Dean turned to her. "So, how has your experiences been so far?"
"Not cool." Dean replied heatedly, though there wasn't really any anger in his tone. "They put freaking makeup on us! Makeup!"
"Yeah, I had to sit through that too." Natalie replied.
"Okay, while you guys were getting your faces done, I think I may have figured out where we are." Sam spoke up. "It's a TV show."
Dean looked around them and nodded in a fake approval. "Yeah, you think?"
Sam made a face and rolled his eyes. "Okay, but listen, wherever 'here' is, this is like the twilight zone. Balthazar zapped us into this alternate reality, where our lives are literally a TV show."
"Why a TV show though? I mean who would want to watch our lives?"
Sam made a face. "Well, according to that interviewer I talked with, not a lot of people do. But, the point is we landed in some dimension where you're Jensen Ackles, and I'm something called a Jared Padalecki."
Natalie raised her brows at the name and huffed out a breath. "Wow you two really got screwed with the names didn't you?"
Dean gave Natalie a look. "And what are you called here?"
"Just replace Natalie with Lily."
Dean thought on it for only a moment and then gave her another look. "Seriously. Lily Collins."
Natalie pursed her lips into a smile and nodded. "Yep. Pretty easy I think."
"Well aren't you just lucky." Dean commented quietly.
Natalie looked over into one of the backlots and saw the Impala stationed there. "Hey look. The Impala is here at least." Sam and Dean looked where Natalie was talking about and then saw a crewmember throwing mud against the windshield.
The three of them look at the scene, their eyes widening. Natalie then looked over towards the side of the lot and saw 3 more damaged Impalas and it seemed that Dean saw them too.
"I think I'm gonna be sick." He commented, pressing his hand against his stomach. "This whole place is just, bad. I want to get out of here."
"I think we all do Dean." Natalie said. "So, what should we do?"
"You think Cas could help us?" Sam offered.
"He's our best shot." The three of them looked around quickly and then walked over to one of the prop walls. Dean cleared his throat and closed his eyes. "Dear Castiel, who art maybe running his ass away from heaven, we pray that you have your ears on. So...breaker, breaker..."
Natalie looked around for the angel and then finally spots him a little bit away from them. She gently his Dean on the shoulder and pointed. "There he is."
Dean turned to where Natalie was motioning towards and saw Castiel standing out in the middle of the lot and sighed in relief before running over to him. "Cas? Cas! Hey, Cas! Oh, thank god. What is all this, huh? What did Balthazar do to us."
Castiel looked up at them and slowly nodded. "To keep you out of their reach, he's cast you into an alternate reality, a universe similar to ours in most respects yet dramatically different in others."
Dean thought on it for a moment, his eyes looking around in his thought processing. "Like bizarro earth, right? Except instead of having Bizarro superman, we get this clown factory."
Castiel's brows furrowed as he looked between the three hunters. "Um...Yeah, well...Anyway, no time to explain. Do you have the key?"
Sam reached into his pocket. "Yeah." He said before putting the key into his hand. "So, uh, what does this thing do, anyway?"
"It opens a room." Castiel replied after taking a quick look at the object.
Dean nodded. "What's in the room?"
"Every weapon Balthazar stole from heaven."
Natalie looked at the key curiously. "Why would he give us the key to the place where he is keeping all of those weapons?"
"To keep it safe until I could reach you. With those weapons, I have a chance to rally my forces."
"Oh. Okay, good." Sam began. "Yeah. So, now, uh, what's the deal with all this TV crap?
"Pardon?" Castiel questioned.
"Yeah. Amen, Padaleski." Dean commented.
"Uh, 'lecki.'" Sam corrected.
Dean casted Sam a quick look. "What?"
"Lecki. Pretty sure."
"Oh, man." Castiel spoke, though it didn't sound like Castiel. "Did they put out new pages?"
"New pages?" Natalie asked.
"I mean, is this some kind of cosmic joke?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, 'cause if it is, it's stupid, and we don't get it." Dean added quickly.
Castiel gave them a confused and slightly worried look. "Are you guys okay?"
"Give me that." Dean grabbed the script from his hands and looked through the pages. "These are words in a script. This isn't Cas."
Sam gave Dean a look and then pointed at him. "Dude, look at him."
Dean read through a few of the pages and looked up with a blank look on his face. "Misha. His name is Misha."
"So, uh. You guys want to run lines, or what?" Misha asked as he unbuttoned his coat.
"Your name is Misha. Misha?" Natalie repeated.
"Oh, wow. Just...Great." Sam grabbed the key from Misha's hand and the three of them walked away.
"Misha? Jensen? What's up with the names around here?"
….
Sam, Dean and Natalie walked along a line of various trailers that seemed to begin to curl back around towards the end. "These are a lot of trailers." Natalie finally commented.
"Yeah, no kidding." Sam said. "Nad, what did Balthazar mean when he said that you knew...Caden was his name?"
Natalie let out a breath, her eyes scanning over the lot. "It's not a big deal."
Sam stopped and gently grabbed Natalie by the arm, stopping her and Dean stopped as well. "No, it's a big deal when you meet some new angel and we don't know about it."
Natalie gave Sam and Dean a look. "Are you serious right now? We are stuck in this god forsaken TV land and you are questioning be about something Balthazar said?"
"Was he telling the truth at least?" Sam pressed, a little more persistent this time.
Natalie pressed her hands to her face and groaned. "Yes. He was telling the truth. I met an angel name Caden. And I will explain it more later, but right now, we need to find out how to get back home and so I can make sure that he actually got Emy out of the way. I don't even know if she's alright. So, can we at least just focus on that for now?"
Sam raised his arms and sighed and Natalie knew that was his way of dropping the subject and Natalie nodded her thanks.
"Well, look at that." Natalie pointed passed the boys and at a trailer that she had spotted when Sam had stopped her. "It says J. Ackles."
Dean turned around and saw the paper that was taped to the outside door. "That's fake me." He said pointing to himself and looking at them. "Then this must be fake mine."
Natalie huffed out a laugh. "Exactly. So, let's go in and see."
Walking up to the trailer, Natalie opened and door and allowed Sam and Dean to walk in first before following them. To her right she jumped slightly at seeing a huge aquarium next to her.
"Oh. Alright, who puts a 300-gallon aquarium in their trailer?" Sam asked.
"Apparently, Jensen Ackles."
Sam looked around the trailer and saw a laptop sitting on a table and he went to sit down at it. "All right, here we go. Let's see who this guy is."
"Well, he's not a hunter, but he plays one on TV." Dean walked up to the giant flat screen TV towards the end of the trailer which had an image of all three of them. Looking down at the table, Dean found a few magazines scattered on the table top. "Oh."
Dean picked up one of the magazines that had the three of them on it and he looked intently at the image. "Come on. Look at this." He held the magazine up for Natalie and Sam to see. "Nice "blue steel," Sam."
Dean looked back down at the image and noticed that Natalie's, or Lily's hair, was in their faces, well not that much but it was enough. "Okay, why is your hair up in our faces?" Dean asked, garnering Natalie's attention. "I mean a lot of the times, not all the time, but, when I see a woman on magazines their hair is flowing in some kind of wind."
Natalie furrowed her brows and shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. Why are you asking me? Do I look like I model for magazine shoots?"
"I'm just saying. If you're gonna have a fan that's going to be blowing hair, make sure the person is alone. Not with two other people in the same picture. Or at least don't have them standing behind her."
Natalie rolled her eyes. "Seriously. That's your concern right now. That my, hair, is in your face on a photo."
"It's just something I noticed."
Sam cleared his throat, effectively halting Dean and Natalie's bickering about the magazine. "So I found some information on Jensen Ackles." Natalie and Dean walked over to the laptop. "So, this acting thing, is our job, obviously. And, uh, it says that you're from Texas. And uh...oh, it says that you were on a soap opera."
Natalie gave the screen an amused smirk. "A soap opera."
Sam clicks on a link that brings them to a clip that begins to play. Natalie leaned closer to the screen once she saw Jensen and she had to purse her lips together once she did. The silence was her answer to the fact that neither of the boys knew really what to think.
"Well, I will say one thing." Natalie's voice tapered off into a laugh towards the end which prompted her to clear her throat. "That is a really nice hair-do he's got going on."
Dean reaches down and slams the laptop shut, not until Natalie was able to get out a small laugh.
"Don't like this universe, Sammy. We need to get out of this universe." Dean said, trying to mentally rid of what he just saw.
"Yeah. No argument here. But I don't think our - our prayers are reaching Cas. Or the real Cas." Sam admitted.
"Wait a minute." Natalie spoke up. "Balthazar used a spell to send us here. If we reverse the spell he used then we can get ourselves back home."
"Right." Dean replied a little excitedly. He turns and picks up a notebook and quickly draws out a sigil. "I was watching his every move. We just need to get the ingredients and get back to the window and then, pow, no place like home."
"Okay, well." Sam stood up from the seat. "Let's get back to the set and try and reverse this spell."
Natalie led the way to the trailer door and opened it, only to stumble back when she saw someone standing there. Though once she was able to see who it was, her eyes widened slightly. "Mari?"
She gave Natalie a laugh and brushed it off. "You know Lily I thought that you had stopped calling me Mari. It's Annabelle."
Natalie gave Annabelle a confused look and then slowly nodded. "Uh. Right. Yeah...Annabelle...uh, what are you doing here?"
"Well, I was looking for you because you promised that we would have time to hang out for your break, but I couldn't find you so I came to see if Jensen knew where you were." Annabelle looked past Natalie, at Sam and Dean, and gave them a smile. "Wow. The three of you in the same room, that's not something you see. Anyways, can we go to your trailer?"
Natalie nodded. "Uh..." Natalie quickly stepped back into the trailer, pushing Sam and Dean back and then slammed the door and turned to them. "Okay. So, she's most likely not going to leave. So, you two go and get what we need and then I guess come and find me."
"Okay, sure thing, but..." Dean trailed off and Natalie gave him a look. "That was a little rude. Slamming the door closed."
Natalie threw a hit to Dean's stomach before pushing the door open to a smiling Annabelle. "Right. Um. Yeah, let's go to my trailer." Natalie stepped down from the steps and began to walk with Annabelle. Though halfway, she turned to Sam and Dean and gave them a look. Hurry up.
Annabelle opened the trailer door and motioned for Natalie to go in, which she did in a quick manner. Though once in Natalie was immediately greeted by a huge board that was decorated with various pictures. She couldn't help but be enamored by all of them. "That looks like a lot of traveling." Natalie commented.
Annabelle let out a laugh. "That's what you do most of the time. Travel. Anyway, so what's up with you and the boys?"
Natalie turned to look at Annabelle, who was now sitting at the table. "What do you mean?"
Annabelle blinked at Natalie's question. "Well, I thought that you couldn't stand being near them. I mean you always tell me that it sometimes is really hard for you to get through a scene with them."
Natalie shook her head, not knowing how to respond to her question. "Um. Yeah, I guess, that's how I felt at first. But, I suppose, working with them and...getting to know them, they really aren't that bad."
Annabelle hummed and pouted her lips. "I never thought that I would see the day where you would be spending any kind of time with them."
Natalie folded her arms over chest and tilted her head. "How do you feel about them?"
"Well, I mean we haven't had that many scenes, but, from what I have gathered they just seemed really full of it."
"Sam and Dean-" Natalie closed her eyes at the mistake. "I mean, Jared and Jensen, are full of themselves."
Annabelle gave an unsure shrug. "Look, I'm not one to judge people and I can hardly call them friends of mine, but just the way they handle things. I don't know and plus what you've told me."
"Okay, well. I change my mind then. They really aren't that bad once you get to know them. Maybe you should try and talk with them."
"I'm not on set that often. You're the one who probably has more right than anyone else. But, hey if you three are talking and actually getting along, then who am I to complain about that."
Natalie faintly narrowed her eyes at Annabelle, not in distrust but more curiosity and then slowly nodded her head. "You know, you may not be Mari, but you are a lot like her." Natalie commented.
Annabelle smiled. "I guess that's why they casted me. They felt I was able to portray her well."
Natalie's expression fell, this wasn't her sister, her real sister, but she was damn well close to it. Just her persona and her attitude, it was almost like a copy of Marina.
"So, how do you like the new guy?" Annabelle suddenly asked.
"What new guy?"
"Andrew? He plays Caden." Annabelle clarified.
"Oh, right." Natalie said. God there is no way I can get away from him. "Um. He seems okay, I guess. Don't really know him that well. I can't really form an opinion about him."
Annabelle nodded and then pulled her phone out of her pocket once it began to vibrate. She glanced down at the screen and stood up. "Crap. Bob needs to see me about next week's shoot so I have to go. I'll see you later, okay?"
Natalie gave her a quick nod as she walked over to the door and opened it. "Oh. Looks like Jared and Jensen are on their way." Annabelle said before walking out of the trailer.
Natalie made her way over to the door and walked down the steps and closed the door behind her. By the look on Sam and Dean's face, she could tell that something was off.
"So, what did you two gather?" Natalie asked once he reached her.
Sam raised his arms. "We couldn't find any of the ingredients because they were all fake. Everything."
Natalie nodded. "So..."
"So, were stuck here until we can figure out what to do next." Sam answered.
"Yeah, but my question is, how do we get out of this place? This set or whatever you wanna call it." Dean asked.
"Lily." A man's voice appeared behind Natalie, though she didn't really seemed phased by it at first. The man placed his hand on her shoulder. "Lily?"
Natalie immediately turned around and saw a tall guy, kind of buff, looked to be in his early thirties and she mentally reminded herself that she was Lily in this place. Not Natalie. "Yeah?"
"You ready to go now?"
Dean stepped beside Natalie and offered the man a quick smile. "I'm sorry, uh, go where? Where are you taking her?"
The man gave Dean a look. "Um. I'm taking her home. Filming for today is over."
"Wait, I have my own driver?" Natalie asked.
The man slowly nodded. "Yes. You all do, incase you have a late shoot, you don't have to drive yourself home. I thought you three knew this."
"No, we do, um it's just been a...long day." Natalie explained.
"Okay. Well, let's get going then."
"Hey, uh." Dean spoke stopping them from going anywhere. "We thought that we would go with Nad-I mean Lily to her house. You know maybe run some...lines. So if that's okay with you."
The man eyed Dean and then nodded. "Um, yeah, did you tell Cliff that?"
"Who?" Dean asked, his brows furrowed."
"Cliff. Your bodyguard and he drives you around." The man explained though he only received blank stares from Sam and Dean. "Uh, don't worry about it, I'll call him before we leave. But, Jared did you tell Gen that you were doing that?"
Sam stared at the man, a little oblivious to his question. "Tell who?"
"Gen." The man repeated though he didn't get any kind of response from Sam. "Genevieve. Your wife?"
Natalie and Dean slowly turned to look at Sam, who looked just as surprised as they were. "Um. I haven't really gotten to that...yet."
"Okay, well, I'll have Cliff let her know. Are you sure you three are okay?"
The three hunters all nodded their heads and it gave the man some kind of reassurance, but it wasn't enough to fully convince him. "Okay then. Lets go."
Natalie stepped out of the car and walked across the driveway and up towards the cobblestone path towards the front door. She looked at Sam and Dean who were standing on both sides and she let out a huff. "Pretty nice house."
"You can say that again. Can't wait to see what the inside looks like." Dean commented.
They walk up the stone pathway and up a small set of steps. Natalie walked up to the door, grabbed the handle and pushed only to run right into the door. Stepping back slightly, she tried opening the door again and come to find out, it's locked.
"It's locked." She commented as she continued to try her vain attempt to open a locked door.
"Do you have the keys?" Dean asked.
Natalie looked up at him. "We don't belong in this place, wherever it is, do you really think I would have the keys to a home I don't live in?"
The man, who was standing by his car, was watching the three of them bickering among themselves and his eyes narrowed slightly. "Lily?" He called out and waited for her to look at him. "Do you have your keys?"
Natalie looked back at the door then back to the man. "No. I, um, I think I might have lost them."
The man reached into his pocket and pulled out a key and motioned for her to take them. "You told me to make spares to I did."
Natalie huffed out a breath and walked back down the path and took the key from him. "Thanks. Um. Have a good night I guess."
The man nodded. "You too. I'll pick you three up at eight tomorrow."
"Okay." Natalie gave him a smile before turning around and walking back up the pathway. "At least Lily had the common sense to have spares made." Natalie commented as she unlocked the door and then opened it.
Stepping inside, the place was already lit up and the place was, lack of a better word, huge. Well at least big enough to house more than one person. By the look of everything, Natalie wouldn't call this a house, but more of a condo, an apartment maybe. The first room you stepped into was the living room and connected to that was the kitchen and a little dinning area. It was all one room, like an apartment, but it was bigger than what Natalie felt was a typical apartment. There was a set of stairs to the left of the apartment that led upstairs and Natalie could only imagine what was up there and a small hallway that led to, what Natalie could surmise, as the bedroom and everything else.
"Okay, there is no way that I can live here all by myself." Natalie said, walking over to the couch she ran her fingers over the material.
"Apparently you do." Dean said as he walked fully into the living room section. There was one entire cabinet that was covered in nothing but framed photos. Scanning over them, Dean's eyes landed on one, recognizing someone in the photo and when he picked it up he saw a note scribbled onto the photo, but at the end it was sign 'Love, Dad'. Dean then looked at the two people in the photo seeing Natalie and an older man, then his eyes widened.
"Dude!" Dean suddenly called out, causing Natalie to jump. "Your dad is Phil Collins."
Natalie looked over at Dean her brows furrowed. "What are you talking about?"
Dean walked over to Natalie and held up the photo. "Your dad, here at least, is Phil Collins."
"The singer?" Natalie asked then looked down at the photo and saw the note and her eyes widened. "Oh. Well, that actually makes sense, I mean the name and everything. That's kinda cool actually."
Sam, who had made his way towards a stereo set, gazed at it curiously and then turned on the device and pressed play. The sounds of a piano soon filled throughout the house, prompting Dean and Natalie to look over at Sam. The three of them waited until the words from 'Against All Odds' by Phil Collins began to play.
Natalie gave a half nod of approval. "Well, at least she's supportive of her dad."
Sam turned to the stereo and turned off the music and looked back at them. "Okay, well, since the ingredients we needed were fake, we should try and find actual ones. That way we can reverse the spell."
"Right." Dean looked around the house and was at a lost. "Where would a computer be then? Her bedroom?"
Natalie shrugged. "Maybe you two should check upstairs. I'm gonna go look at the rest of the house."
Dean raised his arms. "Really?"
Natalie turned to Dean and shrugged. "Hey, I'm here so might as well."
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Sam typed in a few more things on the laptop and clicked on a link that sent him to a website. He and Dean were on the upper level of the apartment and they found a huge study. If anything, they could tell that Lily was a bookworm of sorts.
"Okay, so bone of a saint and holy reliquary. There is one that is museum quality, from diocese in Oaxaca. I think it actually looks legit." Sam finally spoke.
Dean nodded as he was searching through his own sites on another laptop. "All right. Well, here, the auction house is in Mexico City. And we could be there day after tomorrow. We just have to case it, yank it and we can be back home by the end of the week."
Sam gave Dean a look. "Or we could just buy it."
Dean had to look at Sam twice. "What?! Dude no, that thing is like over a hundred thousand dollars."
"Yeah and I have a way for fixing that." Sam holds up a credit card and Dean raised his brows I approval.
"Well, hello Jared Padalecki."
Natalie walked up the staircase the most bemused look on her face. "Okay, this girl, Lily, I swear she has the biggest wardrobe I have ever seen in my life. I mean her closet is huge, full of clothes, shoes and purses. Purses that I have never really seen before."
Dean and Sam raised their brows.
"I mean, for an apartment, this place is just huge. The bedroom was bigger than it should be and don't even get me started on the size of the bathroom."
Natalie walked over to one of the spare lounge chairs and sat down before blowing out a sigh. "So, what did you two manage to find?"
"Well, we were able to find the ingredients and I'm going to order them right now." Sam answered as he began to fill out the online information and then took out his phone, before dialing out a number.
"Do you really think that it will work? The reversal spell, I mean." Natalie asked, looking over at Dean.
"It should. But, we won't be sure until tomorrow." Dean answered as he typed out information for his purchase. "And...triple rush on this. No problemo."
"Gracias." Sam pulled the phone away and ended the call. "They said that it should be at the airport first thing in the morning."
Dean raised his brows. "Money, man. There is nothing like it."
So how did you all like it? I should have the next chapter up sometime after Christmas, hopefully this weekend. Until next time! Xx
