I don't own Supernatural or any of it's characters. I only own Isabeau and my own original characters.
Sam, Isabeau, and Dean are taking part in the trolley tour of the studio, passing by movie and television sets.
Isabeau giggles as she takes a bite of her ice cream with Eugene, "Think we'll be able to meet any voice actors for Yu-Gi-Oh!?" She asks her younger brother. Eugene was a big fan of Yu-Gi-Oh!, and it was one of the shows that the Warner Brothers studios produced.
Since they were in L.A., Isabeau, Sam, and Dean decided to stop back at her home for a quick visit before they had to set off for a hunt. Of course, with her brothers getting older and now the ages, 15, 13, and 11, they were starting to go on hunts with their parents and said they wanted to tag along with them.
At first, Isabeau was against it, but then she realized that she started going on hunts with her parents when she was much younger than them. She gave in and let her brothers tag along with the agreement that they would mostly let her, Sam, and Dean takes care of the hunt.
Her brothers agreed, but she knew that they also would try to be part of the hunt as much as they could.
Eugene smiles up at her sister, finishing the last bite of his ice cream, "I hope so! That'd be so cool!"
"Maybe we can see Scooby-Doo too!" Dion exclaims excitedly. Dion was sitting on the other side of Eugene, sitting between him and Sam.
Sam chuckles, ruffling Dion's hair, "Maybe kiddo."
"First opened in 1927, the lot has been in continuous operation for eight decades." The tour guide says on the P.A.
Dean turns to Alphonse who was sitting next to him, "This is where they filmed "Creepshow", Alphonse!"
Alphonse grins excitedly, "Nice! Think we can sneak in and find some props?" Alphonse was a lover of horror movies just like Dean, so the two of them always bonded over horror.
Dean chuckles, "We sure can try."
Isabeau looks over her shoulder at them, "Boys, behave." She scolds with a smile. Even though Alphonse was 15 and an inch shorter than she was, he never acted like other teenagers his age. All the other boys his age were thinking about getting girlfriends or excited for whatever game was happening at the school that weekend.
Alphonse was the kid that stayed behind in the classroom to work on his work, working with his teachers to further his knowledge in chemistry, and also looking at how he can combine the ideas of chemistry into potion-making.
Not to mention he was killing it in his french class; then again their mother did teach them since they could speak to learn french, so all of them were fluent. But, Alphonse was continuing on with his foreign languages, learning with the help of their Uncle C.
She turns back around and looks over at her other brothers. Both of them were growing as well, not too far behind their older brother in height.
Eugene was now part of his robotics team in middle school and is planning on carrying it out in high school. He's trying to find a high school that has engineering to go to next year. There was no doubt in her mind that he was going to one day take over Bobby's salvage yard. Plus, he's also planning on taking a couple of art classes.
And Dion, even though he was in his first year of middle school, he was already trying to find a way to take upperclassmen classes that interested him. So far, biology was his strongest subject, and was wholeheartedly taking up the violin in his school band. Too bad there wasn't home economics class in middle school; he would just have to wait till high school.
Isabeau frowns a little; her baby brothers were growing up so fast. Is this how her parents felt when she was growing up and started doing things on her own?
"Now, to the right, here is Stars Hollow. It's the setting for the television series, Gilmore Girls. And if we're lucky, we might even catch one of the show's stars." The tour guide informs.
Isabeau snorts as she and Dean exchange a look; they both always made a joke that Sam looked like the guy who played a character named 'Dean' on Gilmore Girls. They do say that you have a doppelganger out in the world somewhere. Or that there are a good handful of people that you look alike.
Sam, looking uncomfortable, turns to Dean, who gives him a thumbs up. Isabeau chuckles; plus both her and Dean have found Sam watching it a few times here and there.
"Come on." Sam says, hoping off the trolley.
"Let's finish the tour!" Dean exclaims, not getting up from his seat.
Isabeau shakes her head, finishes her ice cream and steps off the trolley, "Come on, boys." She calls her brothers. Eugene and Dion immediately follow her, each taking one of her hands as they all walk with Sam.
Sam gestures for Dean and Alphonse to follow them, "Dean! Alphonse!"
Alphonse pouts a little, upset that they couldn't finish the tour. He then reminded himself that he was on a hunt, being the second oldest meant taking responsibility. With that in mind, he steps off and jogs up to his sister and brothers.
Dean hops off as well, and they continue walking around the lot.
The three brothers stick close to their older sister, taking in their surroundings. They were excited; it was the first hunt that they've gone on without their parents. They knew that their big sister went on hunts by herself when she was only 11, so being able to branch away from their parents was amazing.
Alphonse especially keeps a watchful eye on his younger brothers. Even though he wasn't the oldest, he still had to look out for his brothers. He felt like he needed to live up to the same level of his sister. Being the strongest and taking care of everyone.
"Guys, check it out, it's Matt Damon!" Dean says excitedly, pointing to a random man off to the side.
Sam glances over and chuckles, "Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's not Matt Damon."
"No, it is." Dean says, certain.
Isabeau cracks a smile, "Well, Matt Damon just picked up a broom and started sweeping."
Dean nudges her playfully, "Yeah, well, he's probably researching a role or something."
Isabeau looks over at her brothers and they all are thinking the same thing, 'Yeah, right.' The siblings smile at each other. With Isabeau being away for so long, it felt good for all of them to be together again. Especially ever since Isabeau's death and coming back to life experience, they only got to spend a little time with each other.
Sam shakes his head, "Ahhh, I don't think so." He notices a sign, "Hey, this way, uh, I think Stage 9 is over here."
"Come on, man, let's keep going this way." Dean points ahead of them which leads deeper into the sets and soundstages.
"No, come on, we've gotta work." Sam reminds him as the six of them round a corner.
"Golly. Dean groans.
"Dearie, you wanted to come to LA." Isabeau says, still holding hands with Eugene while Alphonse and Dion hold hands.
"Yeah, for a vacation!" Dean exclaims, "I mean, swimming pools and movie stars! Spending time with the family for a week. Not to work."
Isabeau smiles to herself, happy to hear that Dean thinks as her family as his own. They always have been, always will be.
"This seem like swimming pool weather to you, De? I mean, it's practically Canadian." Alphonse says, "It's not even nice enough to go swimming in the lake."
Dean shrugs, "Yeah. I just figured that, you know, after everything that happened with… Isabeau. I figured we could all use a little R&R."
Isabeau sighs. Dean was talking about everything that was happening with her memories resurfacing and Isabeau's continuous research on the whole 'Mother' thing.
"Well, maybe I wanna work, Dean. Maybe it keeps my mind off things." Isabeau says. Now that wasn't true.
Even Sam gives her a look, knowing that she was lying. Work or no work, Isabeau would still be looking for answers.
Dean sighs, not believing her, but goes along with it for the time being, "Okay, okay, all right. So, this crew guy - what did he, he died on set?"
Eugene nods, "Yeah, uh, rumors spreading like wildfire online. They're saying the set's haunted." Eugene informs. He and his brothers did some research before coming to the studios.
"Like "Poltergeist"?" Dean asks.
Sam purses his lips, "Could be a poltergeist."
Dean shakes his head, "No, no, no. Like, the movie "Poltergeist"."
Sam just shrugs.
"You know nothing of your cultural heritage, do you?" Dean scoffs, "It was rumored that the set of "Poltergeist" was cursed. That they used real human bones as, uh, as props. And, like, at least three of the actors died in it."
"Well, yeah, it might be something like that." Sam says, agreeing with Dean's idea.
"All right, so this crew guy - what's his name?" Dean asks.
"Frank Jaffey." Dion simply states. He was more quiet than his brothers when it came to hunting but was slowly coming out of his little shell.
Dean glances down at Dion, "Frank Jaffey - he got a death certificate or a coroner's report or anything?"
Dion shrugs, "Well, no. But, uh, it's LA, you know?" Dion says, "It might not even be his real name."
"But the girl who found him, she said she saw something - a vanishing figure." Alphonse continues for his younger brother.
Dean stares at Isabeau's younger brothers for a second, "What's the girl's name?" It was weird having kids on a hunt with them. Dean knew that the siblings could take care of themselves, but he was sort of brought back to his own childhood when he and Sam had to hunt as kids.
Granted, Isabeau and brothers were brought up in an entirely different way of hunting with a loving family. Not to say that John didn't love his sons, no he did, but he was just too far gone. Isabeau's family was the only semblance of a loving family household that he and Sam got to experience. And it was wonderful.
"Uh, Tara Benchley?" Sam recalls.
Dean grins with fannish enthusiasm, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, Tara Benchley?" Dean stops them all in their tracks. "From "Fear dot Com" and "Ghost Ship", Tara Benchley? Dude, why didn't you say so?" He asks.
Isabeau lets go of Eugene's hand and crosses her arms, "So now, you're suddenly on board?" She asks sickeningly sweet, narrowing her eyes at her oldest boyfriend.
Dean turns around, stuttering, realizing his slip up, "I-I, Beau…"
Isabeau raises a brow as her brothers snicker at Dean. Sam even tries to hold back a chuckle as Isabeau waits for an excuse.
Isabeau herself was finding the situation fucking hilarious. She honestly didn't give shit that he had a fanboy crush on Tara Benchley, I mean, she'd be lying if she didn't find the actress attractive and she herself had fangirl moments. And she knew that Dean would never actually do anything, so just wanted to fuck with him for a little bit.
Isabeau hums as Dean tries to defend himself, "I see. Well, I guess we better get a move on then." She says, walking away from the group.
Isabeau's brothers break out into laughter and start following their sister. "Oh, dude, you are in the dog house." Alphonse jokes. Eugen and Dion laugh at their brother's words and catch up with their sister.
Sam snorts, "They're not wrong." He also knew that Isabeau was just playing around with Dean.
Dean glares at his younger brother in warning, "Shut up." He walks away and Sam follows with a faint smile.
One of the studio execs for the movie, Brad Redding, is talking to McG and the producer, Jay Wiley, "No, look, don't get me wrong. Everyone at the studio loves the dailies, myself included. We were just wondering if it could be... you know, a little brighter?"
"Brighter?" Jay asks.
Brad nods, "Yeah, Jay. More color."
Jay nods in understanding.
"McG, you know what I'm saying, you're the master of that stuff." Brad says to McG.
"Brad, this is a horror movie." McG reminds him.
"Yeah, and who says horror has to be dark, you know? It's just, it's sort of... depressing, don't you think?" Brad asks.
Brad looks over and notices Sam, Dean, Isabeau and her brothers, entering the set, "Uh, excuse me, Green Shirt Guy?"
Dean points to himself quizzically.
"Yeah, you. Come here." Brad commands.
Dean exchanges a look with Sam and Isabeau, and walks to Brad. "Can you get me a smoothie from Kraft?" Brad asks him.
Isabeau's eyes widen and she holds back a laugh.
"You want a what from who?" Dean asks, confused.
Brad scoffs, "You are a P.A.? This is what you do?"
Sam and the others quickly walk over to "save" Dean. "Yeah, yeah... he uh ... One smoothie coming right up." Sam confirms.
They're about to walk away but Brad stops them, more specifically, Isabeau, "Excuse me, sweetheart."
Isabeau blinks at the nickname and turns around with a raised brow in confusion, "Yes?" She could see Dean and Sam sending Brad threatening looks at what he called Isabeau.
"You a P.A., too?" Brad asks, curious, looking at Isabeau, his eyes racking her body.
Isabeau mentally groans in disgust at Brad, men like him were gross. She nods, putting on a fake smile, "Yes, sir."
Brad then notices her three brothers standing by her side, "And these three are?"
"These are my brothers. I brought them here for a program that's part of their school. It had to do with experience careers when they graduate school. Never can start too soon you know?" Isabeau effortlessly lies to Brad, putting on the fakest smile she's ever had.
Brad hums, buying her lie, "A shame you're just a P.A. You'd look amazing on film." He flirts with her.
Isabeau's eyes widen a little, "That's very kind of you, but I'm camera shy. Now if you'll excuse me."
She walks away with the others, shivering in disgust, "Gross." Sam and Dean lose their threatening glares, trying to calm themselves down. If they weren't working, some colorful words would have been said to Brad.
Dean blinks, "What's a P.A.?"
"Slaves." Dion simply states, making Isabeau chuckle, completely forgetting about disgusting Brad for a moment.
They turn around as they're walking and Sam gives Brad a reassuring thumbs-up.
Brad scoffs at Sam and Dean, "They'll let anybody in this business, huh?"
Later, the cast and crew are getting ready to resume shooting. Dean is walking in with a tray of smoothies with Eugene following him.
Eugene was going along with his sister's lie and acting as a sort of shadow to Dean. He looks up at the scaffolding and narrows his eyes at it.
Dean looks around to make sure no one is watching them and sets down the tray of smoothies he had gotten. He lightly nudges Euegene, "Come on."
The two start to go up the stairs to the scaffolding. Suddenly, the lights on set go down, and the actors begin their take. Both Dean and Eugene freeze, looking around in confusion.
Once they realize filming has started, they both make their ways up the stairs. Dean pulls out two EMF meters; one for him and one for Eugene.
"Why don't we take it from, uh... "Come on, it'll be fun." And, action!" McG shouts out.
The actors are now standing inside the abandoned house, and "Wendy", played by Tara, has a book open in front of her, "Come on, it'll be fun." She says.
She begins reading from the book in very choppy Latin. While she is doing so, Dean and Eugene make their way up the scaffolding. Eugene furrows his brow as he hears Tara reading. He wasn't a witch like his brothers, but his Nanna still made him learn latin, and that sounded like real latin. Very bad latin, but still latin.
Dean doesn't notice and moves his EMF meter around the area, getting nothing.
Meanwhile, Tara is trying her best to read the Latin, but is barely getting through it.
"Maybe we'll finish this up tomorrow." McG says off-screen.
Tara breaks character, "Oh my God, I hate you so much right now." She chuckles.
"Cut!" McG shouts and the cast and crew all begin laughing, "Very nice."
A few minutes later, Sam, Isabeau, Alphonse and Dion join Dean and Eugene at the kraft services table. "So?" Sam asks.
Dean raises his hands, "No EMF anywhere."
"I think I heard some latin while they were filming." Eugen recalls.
Isabeau crosses her arms, "Latin? Like, real latin?"
Eugene frowns, "I think so. I don't know. I couldn't tell cause Tara was horrible at reading it correctly."
Alphonse shrugs, "It was probably fake anyways."
Dion nods, "Yeah, usually some movie writers don't even take the time to actually do research on these things."
Sam sighs, taking in what they said, "Great. So, what do you think?"
"Well, I think being a P.A. sucks. But... the food these people get, are you kidding me? I mean look at these things." Dean picks up a tiny sandwich, "They're like miniature Philly cheesesteak sandwiches. They're delicious."
He holds one of them out to Sam, "Maybe later."
Dean shrugs and holds it out to the boys instead. Isabeau notices her little brothers staring at the food hungrily. They really only had the ice cream before they came here and haven't eaten anything else.
Isabeau smiles gently, encouraging her brothers, "Go on, you guys haven't eaten any real food all day. Enjoy yourselves."
With their sisters encouragement, they each pick out food from the table, Alphonse appreciatively taking the sandwich from Dean. Dean smiles at the kids. That's what was different. Isabeau let her brothers have a little bit of fun and leeway on hunts. She knew that they were still kids and didn't have to have their minds on the hunt the entire time.
Isabeau goes to Dean's side and places a light kiss on his lips, "You too, Dearie."
Dean smiles at her, "I am forgiven?"
Isabeau chuckles, "I was just playing with you. You can fanboy all you like, enjoy yourself."
Dean grins, placing an arm around her waist as he picks up another sandwich, taking a huge bit out of it, "What'd you guys find out about the dead crew guy?"
Sam has trouble taking his eyes off of Dean's devouring of the sandwich. Isabeau shakes her head at him, she's going to have to help him wind down and enjoy himself when they go back home for the week.
Sam clears his throat, "Uh... Frank Jaffey was just filling in for the day. Nobody here knew him or where he lived or anything."
"Oh, great. So you found out about as much as we did." Dean says gesturing to Eugene who was happily munching on popcorn.
"No, not quite. I–"
Walter approaches, "Hey, guys."
"Oh, hey." Dean greets.
"Sorry." Walter apologizes as he leans in between them to pick up a sandwich.
"That's all right." Isabeau reassures.
They watch Walter walk away with a sandwich. "They're wonderful!" Dean says, continuing to eat his sandwich.
"Listen, we did dig up some stuff about Stage 9's history." Sam tells him.
"Yeah?"
Isabeau nods, shoving her free hand in her pocket, "Yeah, four people died messy here over the past eighty years. Two suicides and two fatal accidents."
"Any one of those could be a vengeful spirit." Dion comments, coming up to the other side of Isabeau, chewing on some fried chicken he found.
Sam chuckles, "Yeah. We've just gotta narrow it down more." The three boys impressed Sam. Each one of them found a way to lend a hand in the hunt while respecting Isabeau's wishes of letting the adults take the lead.
Isabeau smiles as she notices Tara walk onto set and she nudges Dean, "Hey, fanboy, look who it is." She jokes.
Dean swallows down the rest of his sandwich and nervously looks at Isabeau, "Isabeau, I mean nothing by it."
Isabeau giggles, "Dean, seriously, it's okay. I know that you have no intention of doing anything with her. I mean hey, if I met my…" She glances over at her brothers, choosing her words carefully, "Favorite adult movie actress, I'd be weak in the knees."
Dean smirks a little knowing what she was implying, "Well, then care to join me? You can keep my mind on something else so I don't act ridiculous."
Isabeau smirks back, "Gladly." Before she walks over to Tara with Dean, she places a soft kiss on Sam's lips, "Be good."
Sam chuckles, kissing back, "Just don't let my brother act like a complete idiot."
Isabeau nods, taking Dean's hand in hers and both walk towards Tara.
Sam watches them go as he states with the three brothers.
"Sammy?"
Sam turns to look at Dion who has his head tilted at him, "Yeah, Dion?"
"What's an adult movie?" Dion asks, curious.
Alphonse and Eugene snicker at Sam's widened eyes. Both brothers were teenagers so they knew what their sister meant by 'adult movie'. Though, they'll let her live in blissful ignorance until they're much older.
Sam fidgets in his spot, not knowing how to answer that question. He didn't think he would ever have to answer that and if he ever did, he thought it would with his own kids if he and Isabeau chose to have any.
Dean and Isabeau walk over to Tara. Isabeau grabs a call sheet from one of the set workers as they walk by. Nervously, Dean holds Isabeau's hand as they walk up to Tara.
Isabeau smiles fondly at him, knowing that he was nervous and squeezes his hand. She hands him that call sheet, encouraging him to talk to one of his favorite actresses. Dean takes it and holds it out to Tara, "Are you supposed to get one of these?"
Tara looks up at them and smiles, noticing not just Dean's, but Isabeau's good looks. She then notices their held hands and smiles a little more. Two beautiful people standing right in front of her, what a lucky girl she was.
Dean smiles nervously, "I–I don't really know what I'm doing."
Tara smiles at them, "First day?"
Isabeau chuckles, "Yeah. Our big break." The two women laugh.
Isabeau squeezes Dean's hand. Dean chuckles, "You know, I know it's... really uncool to say this, but I–I'm a big fan. I loved you in Boogeyman." Dean squeezes Isabeau's hand back.
"Oh, God, what a terrible script. But thank you." Tara says, thanking him.
"Yeah." Dean nods.
After a moment, Isabeau speaks up, "You found him, right? The... the dead guy?"
Tara goes quiet and looks away.
Isabeau frowns a little, "I'm sorry, you probably don't even wanna talk about this."
"No, no, actually. It's – it's okay. Nobody around here really brings it up very much." Tara whispers, "I think they're all scared I'm gonna have some kind of breakdown."
Dean nods, "That must have been awful. What happened?"
Tara agrees, "It was horrible. There – there was all this blood coming from his eyes and from his mouth. And, uh... I saw this, um…" She stops, embarrassed.
"What?" Isabeau asks.
Tara looks back at them, "I saw this shape. To tell you the truth, I–I don't know actually, what I saw. I just know I saw it."
Walter approaches handing her a Snapple, "Here you go, Tara."
"Thanks, Walter." Tara thanks him and he walks away.
"Uh – so, this, this crew guy, Frank, did you know him?" Dean asks.
Tara shakes her head, "No, not that well."
"It's funny, it's like no one around here actually knew the guy." Dean points out.
"I've got his picture."
Isabeau tilts her head, "You do?"
Tara smiles at her, "Yeah. I take Polaroids of all the crew. It's just one of those things you do to kill time on set."
She flips through a binder until she finds his picture, "Um... um... right there."
Isabeau and Dean look at it closely and notice something. "Son of a bitch." Dean whispers out.
There is a knock on the door and a man opens it to see Sam, Dean, Isabeau and her brothers outside.
"Gerard St. James?" Dean asks.
The man, who looks exactly like Frank, nods, "Yes."
"You're still alive. And you're not Frank Jaffey." Sam says.
"Uh, no?" Gerad says.
Dean smiles, "You were Desert Soldier Number Four in Metalstorm: The Destruction of Jared-Syn?"
Gerard nods, "I was."
"I knew I recognized you. I am a huge fan." Dean laughs, "I mean, your turn as a tractor crash victim in Critters 3—"
Gerard smiles, pointing at Dean, "Critters 3!" Alphonse smiles at the mention of Critters. He truly loved his horror.
"Wow. Yeah." Dean laughs along with Gerard.
"Well, please, come in." Gerard gestures for them to come inside his house.
They enter the house while Gerard brings Sam and Dean coffee. Isabeau and her brothers thanked him for the offer of the same drink, but declined respectfully. There are pictures lining the walls of Gerard, merely an actor, portraying various characters.
"Yeah, it was the producers. They brought me up for the day to play Frank." Gerard says, handing Dean his cup.
"Just to fake your death?" Dean takes the coffee from his spot on the couch.
Gerard walks to one of the lounge chairs in the living room as Sam, Isabeau and her brothers find empty spaces to sit. "Well, rumors of a haunted film set, free publicity, especially when you're making a horror movie. I mean, uh, it's already all over the Internet." Gerard says.
Isabeau gives a faint smile, "Yeah. We know."
Gerard chuckles, "These days, it's all about new media, building buzz. They say I'm the new "lonelygirl"."
Alphonse shares a confused look with his brothers, "Who?"
"And the ghost Tara saw?" Sam asks.
"Projected on a screen of diffusion." Gerard explains.
"Isn't that kind of cruel? Messing with their heads like that?" Dean asks.
"Hey, I just play the part. I don't write the script." Gerard shakes his head, "Speaking of, I'm playing Willy in a, in a dinner theater production of Salesman at Costa Mesa, all next month."
He hands Dean a flyer, "You get a free pepper steak with the coupon."
Isabeau laughs, "Now, wait a second. If you're, if you're seen in public, won't that ruin the hoax?"
Gerard scoffs, "Oh, please." He turns to Sam, "Frank and Willy? Totally different characters."
Sam nods, "You know what? Thanks very much, Mr. St. James. It was just nagging at us, you know? But we're – we're very glad ... you know, you're alive and well." He says, placing down his coffee, signaling for everyone that it was time to leave.
Everyone stands up from their spots, each one of them shaking hands with Gerard.
Dean shakes his hand last, "Absolutely. Hey, I wanted to ask you... what was it like working with Richard Moll?" He asks.
Sam and Isabeau look over at him, confused. Isabeau was more of a 80's fantasy movie person, not much what Dean was into.
Eugene notices their confused looks and explains, "Metalstorm. He was Hurok, King of the Cyclops people." Eugene was the science fiction buff.
Dean and Eugene share a quick fist pump. Isabeau couldn't help but smile at the exchange.
Gerard shakes his head at Dean, "Gentlemen's gentleman."
"Yeah?" Dean chuckles, brandishing the theatre coupon, "All right. Pepper steak."
The Next Morning
The actors are filming once again, where they had left off the previous day. Tara's character, "Wendy", enters the abandoned house.
"Wendy?" Mitch comes in with his flashlight.
Tara gasps, "Oh, Mitch! God, you're alive!" She runs over and hugs him.
Mitch returns the hug, "You can't get rid of me that easy."
"Rumble, rumble, rumble!" McG shouts from off camera.
The set rumbles and Tara takes a hold of the situation, "Salt. Okay, we need salt. I read in that book that it keeps ghosts away."
"Kendra, Logan, you guys check the back." Mitch demands the other actors.
Off-camera, Marty begins whispering to the producer, Jay, "Jay, the poor bastard killed himself. Like, for real. Shouldn't we shut it down or something?"
"We had a moment of silence for him at breakfast. He was just a studio guy." Jay shakes his head.
McG glances over his shoulder to them, "Shh!"
"I love you." Tara says to Mitch.
"I know." Mitch says, shining his flashlight directly in her face. He notices, breaking character, "Sorry."
Tara breaks character and sighs, "Can we – can we cut or something?"
"Um... uh, yeah, cut. Cut!" McG says,taking off his headset.
Dean, off to the side is wearing a headset and shouts loudly, to the crew, "That's a cut!" The bell rings and he resumes eating his taquito.
Isabeau comes up to his side, smiling at the headset on Dean's head, "You're enjoying this too much."
"Only I can say cut." McG tells the crew.
McG approaches Tara, "Hey, what's up?"
Tara shakes her head, "I'm sorry. I'm just a little upset."
McG nods, "Well, with everything that's been going on around here, who can blame ya, huh?"
"I, I I just can't wrap my head around the dialog, you know? Salt? Doesn't that sound silly? I mean, why would a ghost be afraid of salt?" Tara asks with a smile.
Isabeau bits her lip, letting out a snort. Dean smirks and then offers up a taquito to Isabeau. He knew that she hadn't eaten much since yesterday and wanted her to at least have something.
Isabeau purses her lips, contemplating to take it or not. She shrugs, leaning over to take a bit of the taquito and humming out in happiness at the food. She was so focused on taking care of her brothers that she sort of forgot to eat.
Dean smiles, taking a bite from the same taquito, switching it back and forth between them to share.
McG turns to the crew, "Okay, um... Marty?"
"Yo." Marty calls out.
"What do you think?" McG asks.
"Not married to salt, what do you want? We still sticking with condiments?" Marty asks.
"It just sounds different, not better. What else would a ghost be scared of?" McG crosses his arms thinking.
Isabeau raises a brow at all of them, taking a bit of the taquito Dean put out for her. She never understood movie people, part of the reason why she only ever did drama for one year in highschool.
Walter is standing a little bit away from Dean and Isabeau, "Oh, you've gotta be kidding me." He groans.
Marty turns to Jay, "What would a ghost be scared of? Maybe, uh, maybe shotguns."
"Okay, that makes even less sense than salt." McG says.
Irritated, Walter sighs, "These people are idiots." He leaves in annoyance.
Sam, Alphonse, Eugen and Dion all approach Dean and Isabeau. Isabeau smiles, swallowing the rest of her food as they stop next to them, "Walter's a little testy for a P.A., huh?"
"How's it going in here?" Sam asks, placing a kiss on Isabeau's temple.
"It is going really good, man. Tara's really stepped up her performance. I think it's probably from all the sense memory stuff she's drawing on." Dean fanboys even more.
Isabeau and him had a talk about it last night; fanboy and fangirl over any actors they wanted to because there's no harm in it. They loved each other and they were faithful, loyal to one another.
"Sense memory?" Sam asks.
"Yeah." Dean confirms.
Sam shakes his head, "Dean, you, you know when I ask how it's going in here, I'm talking about the case, right? We don't really work here. You know, I thought you hated being a P.A."
Dean shuffles his feet, looking down at the equipment, "I don't know. It's not so bad. I kind of feel like part of the team, you know? It's good –" He holds out his plate, "Oh, taquito? They're wonderful."
"No. Umm.. Listen, we conned our way into the morgue." Sam tells them.
Isabeau tilts her head at Sam and her brothers, "And?"
"News reports were right: Brad's a doornail, no question." Dion says. Isabeau smiles at him, impressed.
"Copy that." Dean says into his headset. He turns to Dion, "I'm sorry, what, kiddo?"
"'Copy that'?" Sam questions.
"What did you say?" Dean asks Dion again, ignoring Sam.
Eugene sighs, repeating his brother, "The news reports were right. Brad's a doornail-"
"They are aware." Dean says again into his headset.
"Who's aware?" Sam asks, a little agitated that Dean wasn't listening to the boys.
Dean grimaces, sending the boys apologetic looks, "I'm sorry, what were you saying?" HE asks sincerely.
Alphonse nods, being the final one to repeat his siblings, "Uh, uh... uh. The newspaper's right: Brad's a doornail, no question about it."
Dean nods, "I guess it's a good thing we didn't skip town."
Sam agrees, "Yeah."
"Oh, come here. I want you guys to hear something." Dean says and then speaks into his headset, "Copy that. On my way."
He leads Sam, Isabeau and her brothers over to the sound guy, Dave, "Hey, Dave. Can you play him that thing you were playing me earlier?" Dean asks.
Dave nods, "Sure." He hands two pairs of headphones to Sam and Isabeau.
"Thanks." Isabeau says as she and Sam put them on.
Isabeau and Sam listen to the audio of one of the scenes in the movie. "Doesn't matter. We're not leaving til we find Wendy and your sister."
Midway through the dialogue, the sound becomes static and distorted. Sam and Isabeau exchange a look with Dean.