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Chapter Warnings: We get a bit of slash Destiel in this chapter too. However, this all occurs within a parallel universe (or parallel time as Sam discovered last chapter) and has nothing to do with the Dean and Castiel of the typical story. I really am trying to keep the characters very much in character, and the language / sex / violence / etc on par with the show. The Destiel that does occur in parallel time is not explicit, not even so much as a peck on the cheek. I'm sorry if the Destiel angle is not an element you enjoy as a reader, I will provide a summary at the end for those of you who may want to skip this scene. Thank you so much for reading and supporting this tale of mine!

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Chapter 4

But where's the bacon?

Victoria Doyle sensed something unusual. The brightness of the sun. They weren't at her apartment, nor were they at a hotel. Unless someone installed sunlit windows in the underground bunker, something was afoot.

She heard water running and turned her head to the sound. Sam opened the door to the bathroom and smiled at her.

"I think we're going to have to return the curtains, babe."

Babe? Why was Sam calling her babe? Curtains?

Victoria sat up against the headboard and took in her surroundings. They were in a very nice bedroom. Almost everything was white, clean, and crisp looking. She liked it, but it was most definitely not home.

She looked at the man who looked like Sam. She listened. He wasn't a shifter, he was human. A human who didn't do manual labor either. A business human who worked out after work. Not her Sam.

What had happened? She thought for a moment, and a moment was all it took. Jack. He must had overheard her and Sam last night. He didn't know his own power, he must have just wanted something. Impressive. Very, very impressive.

Victoria didn't know if Jack created this world and put her in it, or if it already existed and she took the place of herself.

She must have been acting oddly to impostor Sam because he was leaning over her. She was taken aback by the closeness. She missed her Sam.

"Babe, the girls have that party today. You remember what happened last time they made their own breakfast."

Girls? Victoria decided the best course of action would be to play along until she could find a supernatural ally and get back home.

"Of course, I must have had some strange dreams last night. I'll get up."

"You usually wake me to tell me about your dreams. I hope they weren't bad."

"No, just strange."

"Good." Sam leaned over to kiss her on the forehead. "I'll have the coffee ready by the time you come downstairs."

Victoria mustered up a smile.

Grace, Hope, Faith, and Sam were sitting around the table in the kitchen when Victoria made it downstairs. They were all engrossed in breakfast, so Tor had the opportunity to access her situation. The girls were lovely. The two youngest looked like a perfect combination of herself and Sam. And the oldest looked just like her sister. Victoria couldn't help but smile at them. The littlest noticed her first.

"Mommy! Hope took the last cutie!"

Sam spoke up, "Yes, but you got the last portion of strawberries, Faith."

The littlest crossed her arms as she looked at her father. "But Daddy…"

"Eat your breakfast, Faith, no more arguments."

Victoria took the empty seat where Sam had a cup of coffee waiting. She took a sip. It wasn't horrible, but something about it wasn't right.

She took a bite of bacon. It was completely off. "Sam, what is this?" She had to take a large drink of coffee to get the 'bacon' down.

"It's the new brand of veggie bacon we bought. You don't like it? I thought it was good."

Oh dear God, they ate veggie bacon. Where was their Dean?

"Oh, the new brand threw me off. It is good." Victoria ate the rest of breakfast without any questions.

As Grace and Victoria were cleaning up after breakfast Dean and Castiel came in through the back door.

Dean looked more or less like Dean, but Castiel was a completely different story. He was wearing jeans, a white t-shirt, and a leather jacket.

"Uncle Dean!" Grace exclaimed as she ran to her Uncle's waiting arms. Castiel pretended to look offended until he got a hug too.

It took Victoria a few seconds to deduce they were in fact together, married, in fact, by the rings. Castiel was also human. Victoria felt her heart sink, she was going to have to search for a helpful Supe.

Dean walked over to her, grabbed her by the waist, pulled her to him, and kissed her on the cheek. "Hey gorgeous. Where's your Sasquatch husband?"

Castiel walked over to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek as well. "Hey Tori."

"Hey. He's uh, getting Hope and Faith ready for Holly's party." Tor learned a lot at breakfast.

"Are you going to be ready to go after he drops them off?"

"Go?"

"On the wine tour for Mom's birthday?"

"Oh, yeah. I guess. Dean, I don't drink."

Dean and Cas had to hold their stomachs they began to laugh so hard.

"Oh Tori," Dean managed to get out, "That's a good one."

Victoria tried to laugh. "Yeah, gotcha." She turned to Grace. "Sweetie, why don't you see what's taking your father so long?"

Grace nodded and went upstairs.

"Dean."

Dean looked at his sister-in-law inquisitively. "Yeah?"

"Are you aware your brother eats veggie bacon?"

"Duh. Your whole family is gluten-free, sugar-free, dairy-free, vegetarians. You know that's why Cas and I stopped eating over here."

Castiel nodded solemnly. "Truth."

Victoria studied the would-be angel. In no way, shape, or form was he her Castiel. This man was happy-go-lucky. He was vibrant, full of life. She enjoyed being in his presence, but she really needed the angel. She could see how anyone would be attracted to this man though. She wondered if this Castiel was fated for the Winchesters in the same (yet a completely different) way than hers was.

Sam came down with all the girls. "All right, I'm going to drop them off, then when I get back we'll head on over to Mom's." He kissed Victoria on the cheek before going out the door.

"Dude." Dean said.

"Dean, I see you literally every day. You live next door. I'm sorry I didn't say hi or bye to you."

"Sam."

Sam turned to look at Cas. "Okay, now I feel guilty. About Dean, not so much. But Cas, you always deserve a greeting." Sam hugged Cas and then quite literally ran out the door.

"Bye Mommy!" All three girls shouted as they hurriedly followed their father.

"Bye girls!" Victoria shouted after them.

Victoria put on the clothes other Victoria designated for this particular occasion. Apparently they were staying the night wherever it was they were going and she was grateful other Victoria was type A and already packed a suitcase for her and Sam.

Victoria looked in the mirror before heading downstairs. She had to admit that other Victoria had nice style.

Cas whistled as she walked down the stairs. Dean ran to grab the suitcase from her hand.

"Oh, I got it, it's not heavy."

Dean took it anyway. "No sister of mine is going to carry her own suitcase."

"Okay."

Cas took her hand and got her to spin around, causing her dress to twirl around her. Victoria kind of enjoyed the feeling. She laughed slightly, and then felt immediately guilty for it.

Cas pulled her close and then whispered in her ear, "You're allowed to have fun every once in a while."

Sam came through the front door and grabbed their suitcase.

"Tori, you look absolutely beautiful."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome baby. Dean, come on man, get your stuff and put it in my car, we got to go."

Victoria stared at both hers and Sam's cars in the garage. They were both Subarus.

Victoria felt so incredibly out of place. She was sitting in the backseat with Cas since Dean and Sam were significantly taller and needed the leg room. How was she going to locate a Supernatural to help her get home? Jack needed her, and if she did switch places with other Victoria, then the boys were probably in over their heads.

She felt Cas's hand envelop hers. She looked at him and smiled. It must not have been convincing though because he furrowed his brow at her. She was going to have to make up a story later. That was extra annoying.

Mary and Rob were an absolutely lovely couple. Victoria couldn't help but be enchanted by them. She wished her Mary could be that happy. They rented a rather large van so the family could ride up together. Rob drove and Victoria expected no less.

They lived in California. All of them, like some fairy tale or pleasant dream. They were truly happy. Victoria was glad that some version of Sam and Dean were happy, no other people deserved it more.

In spite of all the familial bliss, Victoria Doyle really wanted to get back home. Her home. Her imperfect, supernatural-ridden, angst-filled world. She looked over at Sam. He was typing an email on his iPhone. She closed her eyes and wondered how she was going to get away with not drinking on a wine tour.

Much to her surprise and relief, no one seemed to notice Victoria didn't actually take a drink. She was quite proud of herself. The plants and various fountains around the vineyard may not have been too pleased with her alcoholic donations, but she didn't really have any other choice.

They were having a very fancy dinner with a live band and dancing on a sophisticated ballroom looking floor. Other Victoria planned everything to perfection. Victoria's dress was breathtaking, and she and Mary's hair and make-up were professionally done by people who came to the hotel. She had never felt so pampered in her whole life. She looked damn good too.

Cas asked her to dance first. Victoria had never danced in the entirety of her existence and had absolutely no idea what she was doing. She took Cas' hand and followed him with blind faith.

He pulled her close to him. There wasn't much dancing involved thank goodness, just moving back and forth. She followed his lead pretty well.

"You look absolutely stunning tonight."

"Thank you. You look incredibly handsome as well."

Cas smiled. "You're just saying that because we're related."

"It's not an obligatory compliment, Castiel. You are, in fact, incredibly handsome."

"In that case, thank you, Victoria."

Cas tilted her face up to his. "Why the long face?"

"I feel off somehow. Just different, I guess."

"Last time you felt 'off' I got a new niece."

Victoria stopped dancing momentarily, "Oh no, that's not it."

Cas furrowed his brow, "You sure? I saw you dump your wine. And you love wine, so…"

This Castiel just has to be clued into everything didn't he? "No, no, I have no answers. But what you're thinking is so not it."

"Right."

"No, really. I'm not, that."

"Got it."

They finished dancing in silence.

Sam had the foresight to call ahead and order them vegan meals. Victoria ate hers and was still starving. She looked at the cake everyone else was eating longingly. Sam got them the fruit plates.

Victoria tried to look like she was having fun, but some things are hard to feign. Especially knowing your true family could be fighting who knows what at the moment.

Other Victoria's pajama choices were nonsensical and Victoria could not understand how anyone would think they were comfortable. She went through Sam's bag and decided to wear one of his t-shirts and pair of boxers. Luckily the hotel had safety pins.

"Tori, what are you wearing?" Sam was on their bed looking through the TV stations.

"Your clothes."

"You told me you bought something special just for this trip." He smiled and a light bulb went off in Victoria's head.

Crap. "Umm, yeah, they uh, they didn't fit. They were too small. Have to return that on Monday."

"Okay. Not that you don't look good in my shirt and boxers. You do."

"Thanks."

"Are you coming to bed, or…?"

Victoria shifted her weight from one foot to the other. I mean, I guess this made sense. Dean and Cas were obviously different from her Dean and Castiel so why wouldn't this Victoria and Sam be different as well? They had kids, so yeah, makes sense. But how was she going to get herself out of this one?

"Sam, I'm so sorry, but I don't feel too well today. I don't know what's going on."

"Baby, it's okay. Come lay down and we'll watch some reality show we can make fun of."

No matter what version of reality, Sam was Sam.

Chapter Summary: Victoria Doyle wakes up in a world not her own. She quickly deduces Jack is the cause and decides to play along as a member of a happy family until she can find a supernatural ally to help get her home. And this family is indeed happy. Sam and Victoria Winchester have three daughters, the eldest of which is her sister's, Grace. The girls go an overnight birthday party and the adults are on a weekend vacation for a wine tour for Mary and Rob's anniversary. The chapter ends in a hotel with Victoria Doyle and parallel time Sam watching reality TV.