Ok so I have a bunch of tests coming up again so it is going to be a little bit before I can update again. I just wanted to give you guys another chapter you could hang onto while I struggle with school and trying to keep up with my fics. I hope you like it!

The next morning Aubri woke up before anyone else. Folsom was sitting by the door, tail wagging and tongue hanging out of the side of his mouth as he waited to be let outside. "Come on buddy, let's go for a walk. Maybe that'll help me figure out what the hell is going on." She whispered to the dog as she opened the door and went outside. Her and Folsom took a quick lap around campus so he could stretch his legs and do his business. As they walked she kept trying to figure out why Sam and Dean were so familiar, then it hit her, "No fucking way." She whispered to herself. She turned back in the direction of the motel and her and Folsom took off running back.

When she opened the door she saw Dean sitting on the edge of the bed. His head popped up as soon as he heard the door open, "I was starting to think I had gone crazy and that you and that drool machine didn't actually show up last night." He said with a laugh.

"Nope, we're still here unfortunately." She said, panting, "But you are gonna think I'm crazy once you hear what I have to say."

"Sweetheart, we've already crossed that bridge." He said smirking as he leaned back against the pillows on the bed.

Aubri rolled her eyes, "Fine, you are going to think I am even crazier and I told you I'm not your sweetheart so don't call me that."

"Ok, ok what is it that is going to make you seem like a complete basket case?"

"This is a TV show." She said, watching him closely. "I am somehow in a TV show or a parallel universe where the TV show is real life."

"Yeah you are definitely nuts." Dean was now eying her carefully.

Aubri put up her hands, "Just hear me out ok. My friend Brett, or in my world he is my friend, watches this show called Supernatural. It's about these two brothers Sam and Dean Winchester who go around and they hunt evil things. He made me watch one episode and I thought it was kind of lame because there was a clown so I never watched it again, but that is where I recognize you guys from. It has been bugging me ever since I saw you guys, but that is it."

"You really think you are from a parallel universe? Or in a TV show?" She is completely cuckoo for coco puffs, Dean thought as he reached for his phone. Sam needed to get back from the library so he could hear this.

"I know it sounds crazy, but I can prove it ok. I can tell you everything I remember from that episode I watched. Your dad died, I'm not sure how, but he died and you guys burned his body. Then you guys went and stayed with some grumpy old guy who lives in a junk yard and you were fixing your car. Your brother listened to a message that led you guys to some lady named Ellen and she hooks you up with a nerd with a mullet who can help you find something that has yellow eyes." She watched as Dean's face showed a mix of confusion and disbelief. "The Ellen lady gives you a file about a clown that kills people and you think it is funny because Sam is scared of clowns, which is actually hilarious, because let's be serious, who is really afraid of clowns?" She laughed a little and took a deep breath before continuing. "So you guys work at a circus and you make a blind guy and a midget angry. You save a kid from the killer clown. You and Sam argue a lot because you don't like caring and sharing about your dad dying. Ellen tells you that the clown is called a Rastafarian or something like that."

"Rakshasa." Dean corrected.

Aubri waved her hand at him, "Yeah, whatever, anyways she tells you to kill it with a brass knife and when you go to get a knife from the knife thrower you find out that he is actually the killer clown. You guys all end up in the funhouse and you stab him with a brass pipe from an organ and he dies. They you go back to the roadhouse and mullet guy shows you his cool computer that tracks the yellow eyed thing and then you go back to the grumpy guy's junk yard where Sam says he isn't dealing with your dad dying, but neither are you. Then you beat the everliving shit out of your car with a tire iron. That was the saddest part." She took a deep breath and exhaled quickly as she sat on the other bed facing Dean. She waited as she watched him process everything she had just said.

How the hell does she know all of that? Dean thought as he rubbed his hands across his face. He looked up at her and saw the determination in her eyes. She really believes that this is some parallel whatever. He took a deep breath, "I need to talk to Sam about this."

Her face fell, "You don't believe me do you?"

"Well you know a lot, but you are talking about parallel worlds and all kinds of crazy stuff here."

"So vampires and all kinds of other crazy mythical things can be real, but I can't be from a parallel world? It is the only thing that makes sense!"

"Ok then, how did you get here?" His eyebrows were raised as he waited.

Aubri pursed her lips and her brow furrowed as she tried to remember. "I don't know." She said softly, sadness creeping into her voice. "The last thing I can remember is getting home and going to my room with Folsom and the next thing I know I'm staring up at you. No matter how hard I try I can't remember." Her voice shook a little and tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at him.

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When Sam got back Dean told him everything that Aubri told him. The two brothers were standing outside trying to figure out what to do. "Dude, she really believes it." Dean said shaking his head.

"I mean, how can we say it's not real? We can't really say we know everything about everything that's out there can we?" Sam thought it was a pretty crazy story too, but at the time it was the only thing that made sense, plus he and Dean had to focus on the case they were on because he picked up some new information while he was researching at the library.

"Should we call Bobby? See if he knows anything?" Dean asked.

"Yeah, maybe, but first we need to check something out. While I was in the library, finding out that there is absolutely nothing to support the co-ed killing herself in that building, I overheard some guy say something about being abducted by aliens."

"Seriously dude, aliens?"

"I know man, but it's worth checking out right what with all the other stuff going on." Sam reasoned.

"Yeah I guess so." Dean said, shrugging. "Should we bring the chick?"

"Yeah, we should probably keep an eye on her."

Dean went back inside to find Aubri curled up on one of the beds with Folsom watching television. "Hey, we're headed to a bar to talk to some guy about some stuff, you wanna come?"

"Could you possibly be any more vague?" She questioned as she stood up and straightened her shirt.

"Ok we are going to talk to a frat guy about aliens. I was trying to keep the weird to a minimum, but since you insisted." Dean sighed a frustrated sigh. This girl was going to be the death of him.

"The more weird things I hear about the more normal it makes this whole situation seem." She said as she followed him out the door.

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The three of them were sitting at a table across from a guy taking shot after shot. The poor guy was looking rough. "You should give those purple nurples a shot." Dean suggested, laughing.

Aubri winced at the mention of purple nurples. Those and margaritas were the two drinks she should always stay away from. "Don't touch those things, you will regret it trust me." She whispered to the guy with a smile as he glared at Dean.

Dean cleared his throat awkwardly as Sam started asking the guy, Curtis, questions. "So what happened?"

"You won't believe me, nobody does." He said sadly.

"Oh trust me, they believe some pretty weird stuff." Aubri said reassuringly.

Curtis looked back and forth between Aubri and Sam before pointing at Sam. "I do not want this in the papers."

"Off the record then." Dean said. When he saw the questioning look Aubri was giving him he leaned close and whispered, "We told him we were reporters."

"Ohhh." She said quietly as she turned her attention back to Curtis and his story.

"I, uh, blacked out and I lost time and when I woke up, I didn't know where I was." He said shaking his head.

Aubri listened a little more closely, elbowing Dean in the side to make him pay attention. This sounded a lot like what happened to her. "Then what?" she asked, leaning forward in her seat.

"They did tests on me and um," Curtis took another shot, "they, uh, they probed me."

"They probed you?" Dean asked, unsure if he had heard Curtis correctly. Sam smirked and Aubri leaned back in her seat. That definitely hadn't happened to her.

"Yeah, they probed me. Again and again and again and," he took another shot, "and again and again and then one more time."

Aubri made a face as she tried to banish the visual from her mind and Dean looked pityingly at Curtis, "Yikes."

"That's not even the worst of it." Curtis said looking down at the table.

"How could it get any worse? Some alien mad you his bitch." Dean asked smiling and obviously thinking he was funny. That smile faded when Curtis started glaring at him again.

Curtis' face screwed up as he tried to come to terms with what had happened, "They made me slow dance."

Aubri snorted and spewed a little bit of her drink on the table. Dean gave her a look, "What?" She questioned. "You know it's a little funny." She whispered so only he could hear. Dean nodded in agreement and smiled at the thought of the cocky frat boy slow dancing with a little green man.

Sam rolled his eyes at the both of them. "So where exactly did this happen Curtis?"

"In front of Crawford Hall on my way home last night."

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They were standing in front of Crawford Hall staring at a large circle of burnt grass. "Well, maybe our friend Curtis wasn't so crazy." Aubri said, looking up at first Dean, then Sam. This is really gonna strain my neck if I have to keep looking up at these two all the time. Why did I have to be so damn short? At least it looks like Curtis was telling the truth, doesn't make what happened to me seem as crazy, at least I didn't get probed, Aubri thought as she looked back at the burnt grass.

"Is there any chance this was made by some kind of jet engine?" Sam asked hopefully, looking over Aubri's head at Dean.

"Yeah Sammy, some saucer shaped jet engine?" Dean said, looking at his brother like he was an idiot.

"Well what else could it be?"

Aubri raised her hand, "Umm, aliens possibly? Don't aliens make parallel worlds sound a lot less kooky?"

Sam ran his hand though his hair. "First the haunting, then Aubri's supposed dimension jump, now this. With the timing alone there's gotta be some connection here."

"Yeah between the angry spirit and the sexed up E.T. and the girl from another world? What connection could there possibly be?" Dean asked.

"Well, I don't know how I fit in, but Professor Cox was a douche bag and I can almost guarantee that that Curtis guy was too. Maybe that's the connection." Aubri suggested. "Does douche-baggery count as a connection?"

"She's got a point Dean. Maybe we should find out what kind of guy Curtis was."

Dean shrugged, "We don't have any other leads, we might as well check it out."

They looked around until they found someone who was in the same fraternity as Curtis and they stopped him to talk. "So you and this guy Curtis you were in the same house?" Sam asked.

"Yeah."

"You heard what happened to him right?"

"Yeah, he says it was aliens, but you know, whatever."

"Were you guys friends? I mean you were in the same fraternity so you must have been close right? It must be rough having a friend kind of lose it." Aubri tried to look like she felt bad for the kid, but she was actually waiting for the answer that she knew she was about to get. She had known guys like Curtis. The big, strong frat guy who thought he was above everyone else.

"Um, I'm ok actually. To tell you the truth whatever happened to Curtis, he had it coming."

Aubri smiled triumphantly as she crossed her arms in front of her chest. "And why is that?"

The kid looked at her oddly, unable to figure out why she was smiling, but he continued anyways. "He was our pledge master. Put us through hell last semester and got off on it, so now he knows how we feel."

"Hmm," Dean nodded, "Well thanks for your time."

As they walked away Aubri jumped up and down and punched Dean on the arm. "Who told you guys he was a douche bag before you even knew he was a douche bag?"

"Yeah, yeah, lucky guess." Dean said with a strained smile. The girl was smart, he had to give her that, it was probably the glasses, maybe the fact that she graduated college.

Sam laughed, "Good call Aubri, Dean's just mad he didn't think of it first."

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When they got back to the motel, they were greeted by an overly excited Folsom. Aubri bent down on the ground in front of him and let him put his paws on her shoulders and lick her face. "Well Folsom, at least we didn't get probed by aliens." She said as she pushed him off of her and rubbed his head while he looked up at her adoringly.

"That is a bright side," Dean said as he took his jacket off, "but all of this still doesn't make a lick of sense." He sat down in one of the chairs and put his feet up.

"At least there is one sort of connection though." Aubri said.

"Yeah, everyone but you is a dick." Dean settled into the chair.

Sam scoffed as he set his bag down on his bed, "Yeah and that's our only connection."

"You two can't come up with anything better, so what we have now is that douche bags are dying. Maybe what happened to me isn't even part of what happened to them. That makes it an even stronger connection." Aubri did hope that what happened to her was connected though because that meant once they got whatever was doing this she could go home, hopefully.

It was quiet for a second as Sam looked into his laptop case and then at Dean. "Where's my laptop?"

"I don't know." Dean looked away from Sam. "Ok let's think about this. A philandering professor gets a dead girl, a pledge master gets hazed. What happened to Aubri doesn't fit aside from being weird."

"I left it in here." Sam said as he rummaged through his bags, not even listening to what Dean was saying.

"Well you obviously didn't." Dean got back on track, "I mean these punishments really are…"

"Poetic?" Aubri finished.

Dean pointed at her, "Yes they are, well more like a limerick, but still."

Sam walked over, obviously put out about not being to find his laptop. "Ok hilarious," he gave a fake laugh, "where'd you hide it?"

"What your computer?"

"Yeah where'd you hide it?"

"Why would I take your computer?" Dean's voice was getting louder as he got frustrated with Sam.

"Because no one else would have Dean. Aubri didn't steal it, she doesn't have anywhere to put it. The dog didn't steal it, he doesn't have thumbs and can't open a bag that is buckled shut. The door stays locked, we never let any maids in." Sam was getting louder too and the tension in the room was building.

"Looks like you lost it Poindexter." Dean chuckled.

It was quiet for a moment and Aubri looked back and forth between the two of them as they stared each other down. The calm before the storm she thought as she waited for one of them to speak up.

Then Sam broke the silence, "Dude, you know what, I put up with a lot from you."

"What are you talking about? I'm a joy to be around."

Aubri laughed and when Dean shot her a dirty look she only shrugged. She had barely been around the guys for a day and she and Dean had already gotten on each other's last nerves multiple times.

"Yeah? Your dirty socks in the sink, your food in the fridge?"

"What's wrong with my food?" Dean asked innocently.

Sam was beyond fed up with Dean now, "It's not food anymore Dean, it's Darwinism. You know what, all I asked from you, the one thing, is that you don't mess with my stuff."

"You done?" Dean asked calmly.

Sam just shook his head and started to walk away, but then he thought better of it and turned back around. "You know, how would you feel if I screwed with the Impala?"

Aubri grimaced, she didn't know Dean very well, but she knew his type and she knew their cars meant more than life to guys like him. "It'd be the last thing you ever did." Dean threatened.

At that Aubri stood up and moved between the two of them. "Ok, ok that's enough for now I think." She said putting her hands up. "I don't know about you guys, but it's feeling a little tense and mainly awkward for me in here, so why don't you guys go back to talking about the weird stuff and I will help when I can." She smiled at the two of them and Folsom went over to Dean and bumped his hand with his nose as he whined. "See, you guys are making Folsom uncomfortable. Let's play nice. Sam, I'm sure your laptop will turn up. Dean, no one is touching the Impala. Everything is ok."

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