Dazed and Confused!

(Chapter Three)

*Bang!*

The shotgun went off and rock salt blasted from its barrels.

"What the hell, Lady?!" Dean yelled at Beck.

"What? I didn't hit you, you big baby. I'm a decent shot!" Beck shot back.

"Dean, there was a ghost behind you; probably Winifred Thatcher about to attack. She just saved your ass, man." Sam said trying to keep the amusement out of his voice

"Where'd you learn to shoot, girl?" Bobby asked pleasantly surprised.

"My grandfather started teaching me how to properly handle guns at the age of four." Beck grinned with pride.

"You could have warned me." Dean grumbled.

"There wasn't time." Beck said.

"How did you know to grab Dean's shotgun anyway?" Sam chose to ask to avoid a fight.

"Seen you guys do it plenty of times. The most was at the rise of the witnesses though." Beck explained

"You saw all that too, huh?" Dean asked.

"Yea. Like I said earlier when Sam asked, I've seen just about everything up to now. I also know a little more because of spoilers, trailers, and things like that." Beck replied a little exasperatedly to Dean.

"So ya said, but we still don't git how." Bobby reminded her.

"Oh, I'm sorry Bobby. Well, that's a little harder if I'm not losing my mind or dreaming all of this up. I'd really rather believe that either one of these options is the case." Beck answered.

"Why?" Dean asked with a confused frown.

"Because, that would mean admitting that I really just blasted a ghost, got rescued from nearly drowning by Sam Winchester, had CPR performed on me by Bobby Singer, and got into an argument with a rather sexy Dean Winchester. These things are just not possible! This farmhouse can't even be here because it was torn down by the last surviving member of the Thatcher family over sixty years after Black Falls was founded. That was over two hundred years ago." Beck explained.

"Well, it's definitely still here, girl. You're standing in it and so are we. What's so bad about admitting that all this is real?" Bobby wanted to know taking in Beck's explanation.

"Sexy, huh? I can live with that." Dean grinned.

"Oh Jeez, I'm sorry I said anything. I had forgotten about the overblown ego." Beck said looking over at Sam.

Sam snickered.

"To answer your question, Bobby," Beck sighed, "what is so bad about admitting all this is real is it means that I've just landed myself, somehow or other, in one of my favorite TV shows. That I am in fact in a different reality."

"TV show?" Dean asked becoming more than a little unnerved.

"Yup, Supernatural. Do you really need the plot?" Beck asked disbelievingly.

Sam pressed his lips together unsure whether to laugh at Dean's freaked-out look or to join him.

"So we look just like the actors in yer show." Bobby confirmed.

"You got it." came the affirmative reply.

"So, what's the name of my actor?" Dean wanted to know, his curiosity getting the better of him.

"Jensen Ackles." Beck replied, then added, "The people who make the show originally wanted him for Sam, but he read you and he insisted on auditioning to be Dean Winchester. He nailed it and got him the part."

"Who did Sammy get?" Dean asked, unable to resist.

"Jared Padalecki. I'm not sure about the back story on how he got chosen to play Sam's role, but he is married to the actress who played Ruby. The brunette, not the blonde, they have a super cute baby boy who was Yoda for Halloween last year." Beck offered.

"Yoda? How did you find that one out?" Sam chuckled.

"Facebook post. What? I'm not a creepy stalker fan-girl." Beck asserted.

"But it looks like you are a fangirl." Dean smiled.

"Guilty... Can I have that wood now?" Beck asked.

"Well however you got here, 'ur here and this is really happening hun. So I think 'ur just gonna have to accept that." Bobby now stated.

Beck looked at Bobby for a long moment then sighed.

She knew he was right, but that meant that all the things that she knew had yet to take happen still probably would and that wasn't a pleasant thought.

The sight of Sam shivering slightly, when Beck turned her head trying to ignore the unpleasantness of her thoughts, was enough to bring her back to the more immediate problem of getting Sam's and her own clothes dry.

Beck looked at Dean again hoping he'd have the wood ready to hand to her.

Dean, who had dropped said wood when Beck fired off his gun, was now bent over collecting it.

Dean straightened up with the wood in his arms to find Beck looking at him.

"What?" Dean asked feeling slightly uncomfortable under Beck's gaze.

Good grief, were the man's eyes always that green?

"The wood, I need it for the fireplace." Beck said with a slightly nervous giggle threatening.

"Right." Dean replied handing the wood over.

Beck took the wood from Dean and turned back to the fireplace with it to make a fire. As she worked on building a fire to dry the clothes she hummed "Early One Morning".

"You know what 'ur doin there girl?" Bobby asked.

"Mmmhhhmm, I was a Girl Scout once upon a time. They taught us how to build fires." Beck replied.

"Don't you need something to light it with?" Sam asked.

"A lighter would make things easier," Beck agreed, "but unfortunately I left all mine in my laptop bag and my purse back in my own reality. Fortunately though, Sam there are some flints they will work with some effort."

"This do?" Bobby wanted to know, wheeling himself over to the fireplace.

Beck looked up to see Bobby holding out his metal flip lighter to her.

"Perfect! This will make things much easier and quicker. Thanks Bobby!" Beck exclaimed jumping up to accept the lighter. Then gave Bobby a spontaneous kiss on the cheek.

"Ur welcome, sweetheart." Bobby replied, pleased with earning himself a kiss.

Both Dean and Sam saw Bobby get the kiss from Beck.

Both wondered what they would have to do to earn one for themselves as well.

Bobby looked over and saw the boys' wistful expressions. He grinned smugly at "his boys". The boys noticed, pulled faces at him, and then watched his face fall.

Something was wrong.

Beck noticed how quiet it had become behind her, all of a sudden, and became concerned.

"Everything ok?" Beck asked hoping for a little noise other than the sound of her own humming.

No reply.

Beck turned around to find out what was going on and found no one.

They had been there a minute ago, but now Bobby, Sam, and Dean were nowhere to be seen. Beck found she was still in the farmhouse, so she reasoned that she was still in the guy's reality.

"Sam?! Bobby?! Dean?!" Beck called.

No answer.

"Okay, where are you guys? This is just creepy, not funny." Beck tried again.

Beck left the fireplace abandoning her attempt at a fire to go to the front door. Once she reached the front door Beck opened it and stuck her head out to make sure that the Impala was there.

Sure as houses the Impala sat where Dean had parked it. If she wasn't so concerned about what had happened to her men, she would have gone outside to admire the Impala for a while; lightning storm or no lightning storm.

No self-respecting fan-girl could turn down that chance no matter what the weather!

As Beck closed the front door, she shook her head. Her men? Where had that thought come from? she wondered.

Beck turned back to scan the open room again and ...*BAM!*