AUTHOR NOTE: This was requested by djinn
You were beyond excited. You had been a fan of the supernatural books since you had discovered them online a few years ago. Carver Edlund had become your favorite author. He wrote his books in such a good way that you felt like you knew his characters Sam and Dean Winchester. You felt like they were almost real. The bus pulled up to the stop and you raced out of the bus and up the street where the convention was being held. You paid for your ticket in and entered the building. There were more fans than you expected being as Supernatural wasn't all that popular to many. You spotted games, merchandise stalls, and a bar. You killed it in the trivia game and in the contest to name off the books in order.
After the games, you decided to order something to eat and a drink but had to stop at the bathroom first. You did what you had to and washed your hands. As you were walking back you accidentally bumped right into someone. They managed to grab onto you before you fell. "I am so sorry," they said, "are you ok?". You looked up and froze. Standing there holding onto you was Carver Edlund.
"Uh I-I'm fine," you said trying to gather up your nerves.
"I am really sorry,"he said letting you go.
"Oh no," you said, "I wasn't watching where I was going Mr. Edlund,".
"Ah so you know who I am," he said with a small smile.
"I, Uh, yeah," you said trying to calm down, "I don't mean to sound stalkerish but I love your books,". He smiled.
"It's always nice to meet a fan," he said, "what's your name?".
"My manners," you said holding out your hand, "Y/N Y/L/N,". He softly shook your hand. This odd calming feeling came over you.
"Will Miss Y/N," he said, "may I buy you a drink?".
"Oh I don't wanna bother you," you tried to politely decline.
"You're not bothering me Y/N I promise," he said. You just nodded not wanting to argue with someone you looked up to and admired. You and Carver shared stories as you enjoyed a burger and a beer. He loved listening to you talk about which books were your favorite.
"It's just amazing Mr. Edlund," you said, "how amazingly real Dean and Sam feel to me at least,".
"Please call me Chuck," he said, "and actually would you like to know a secret?". You nodded. He leaned over.
"They are real," he whispered. Your eyes widened.
"Mr. Edlund um," you said not wanting to mean, "are you feeling ok?".
"I'm serious Y/N," he said. No indication of joking on his face at all, "I can take you to meet them,". You had to admit part of you was curious. Could the two you characters you loved most actually be real? And if so were they anything like they are in the books?
"Um ok," you said. Soon you were in Chuck's car heading to a nearby hotel where he said the boys were. Part of you knew going to a hotel with a guy you barely know was a bad idea but you just had a strange feeling. Soon you parked and Chuck lead you to one of the first doors on the first floor of the hotel and knocked. You heard some shuffling as the door cracked opened. The guy who opened it had short, dark hair and bright green eyes. Your heart starting beating fast. That had to be Dean!
"Chuck?" the guy asked. He nodded as he opened the day all the way and you two walked in.
"Who's your friend?" a taller guy with long brown hair asked. If the first guy was Dean that was definitely Sam.
"This is Y/N," Chuck introduced, "Y/N this is Dean and Sam Winchester,". You spent the rest of the evening listening to Chuck and the Winchesters explaining how chuck was a prophet and that what he was writing was the word of God. Basically, the books were the Winchester bibles.
"Now I gotta go," Chuck said, "but the boys will look after you,".
Uh, we will?" Sam said.
"Yes," Chuck said, "she's part of the story now,".
"I'm what?" you asked shocked. Chuck smiled and handed a stack of papers to you.
"Just read them," he said getting up to leave, "we'll see each other again Y/N,". After Chuck left you read the pages. Boy was your life about change big time.