Hey guys, I know it has been a very long time since I updated, but so much has happened to me, a new computer, the holidays, finals. But no more excuses I finally got around to editing this and thanks to my older brother who was my Beta, not that he wanted to be willingly but he did, so shout out to you. Hopefully a new year will bring a new attitude and finally pump out these chapters. So I'll just keep this short, thanks for reading and review if you feel up to it, give me incentive to get chapter 4 out!

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Chapter 3: Look at Me, I'm Sandra Dee

"Dammit, Gabriel! What the hell did I just say?" Dean shouted to the archangel in the back seat.

After they left the motel room, they walked to Baby; Gabriel, of course, tried to sit in the front, but Dean wasn't having it. Even if he wasn't going to drive Baby, he was sure as hell not going to let Gabriel sit in the front. With the bags in the trunk and the angels in the backseat, Gabriel seated behind Dean and Cas seated behind Sam, they were ready to go. After confirming that taking all of them and the Impala wouldn't be too much for the archangel, who laughed in response to the concern, Gabriel snapped his fingers and they were off. The Impala was a couple feet in the air and it fell the rest of the way. The four occupants bounced along with the car, Furious, Dean turned around to kill the grinning archangel.

"Jeez, don't strain yourself, Ken doll. Your car is fine. Go ahead and check yourself before you pop a blood vessel," Gabriel said to Dean, before he turned to Cas, "Get it? You know? Since you know what that's like."

Castiel stayed silent, only leveling a blank look at archangel. Gabriel rolled his eyes before continuing, "Cassie, you really need to crack a smile sometimes. It wouldn't hurt."

"I know it wouldn't hurt to smile, Gabriel." Castiel responded with a shrug, before looking outside of the window. "You're just bad at making jokes."

"Aw, look who's being sassy, Cassie," Gabriel cooed, raising his right hand to tap Castiel's cheek. He turned to the Winchesters with a smile, "Don't they grow up so fast."

Castiel didn't respond, instead he waited for his brother to take the lead-this was his production after all. Gabriel caught Sam's eyes through the rearview mirror and sent him a salacious wink. The younger Winchester snorted before looking towards Dean who was sending him a look. Dean rolled his eyes, ready to get out of the car.

"C'mon kiddos, let's go see what Uncle Gabe has in store for you," Gabriel said. They all got out of Baby and left their bags in the trunk.

"You do know that makes you sound like a total creeper, don't you?" Sam said with a half grin-if Gabe was the creepy guy, did that make him his prey? Looking at the both of them, it would've been a laughable thought if it hadn't been for the fact that Gabriel was an archangel.

Looking around, it didn't seem like much more than an average high school, but Sam recognized it: the setting of Summer Nights. Everywhere he looked, he saw some extras eating, some were smoking, and some were sneaking drinks from a hip flask.

"Hey, hot stuff! You're finally back," yelled out a long-legged amazon with long flowing hair accompanied by what he assumed to be her short-haired twin. "People need you to make some important decisions, and we can't have you running off with your brother to go look for some tail." The long-haired brunette observed the brothers before turning back to Gabriel. "Good job by the way."

"Um, no. We aren't tail, we aren't anything, especially not with this one. He's more of a pain in the ass." Dean said gesturing toward the smaller angel.

Sam stared at the attractive twins, each standing on one side of the archangel. His gut instinct recognized something he couldn't identify, but he pushed away those thoughts, he knew he wasn't in danger but a hunter's instinct never went away. When hanging around the Trickster he learned early on that he would see and experience many things that he couldn't explain. Sam wasn't worried; Dean and Cas were here, and if Gabriel wanted to do damage, he could easily do so.

"Aren't you going to introduce us, Gabriel? Or do you need another lesson on manners?" asked the smirking curly-haired twin. Gabriel sent her a flirty smile before embracing both girls around the waist and making introductions: "Boys, these are the twins: the makeup artist with the curly hair is Katrina, while her sister Sabrina is the hair stylist. Girls, you already know my baby bro Cassie." The girls both winked at Cas who flashed a small smile in return. "The blonde with the freckles is Cassie's boyfriend-something about gripping him tight and raising him from heterosexuality." Dean sputtered in defiance of his introduction, but Gabriel moved on. "Finally, this is sasquatch of a giant is Sam, the smarter one of the brothers."

Both girls turned to each other sharing a glance, which didn't go unnoticed by Castiel whose eyebrows furrowed in confusion, before turning back to the group.

"Oh, no wonder you didn't respond when we kissed you," Katrina said with a look of understanding dawning on her face. Dean eyed the blue-eyed angel beside him. Castiel, feeling the hunter's gaze, didn't look his way. "If I knew you had a boyfriend, we wouldn't have-we would never want to ruin anything." The girls had earnest expressions on their face, their puppy dog eyes silently pleaded for the angel to believe them.

Dean, too shocked to even contribute to the conversation, couldn't do anything but watch as Castiel accepted their apology, his mouth dropping a bit in disbelief.

"Do you have a girlfriend or boyfriend, Sam?" Sabrina asked while Katrina giggled into Gabriel's ear. The archangel watched the twins interact with the guys-it entertained him to say the least. Dean slightly amused, but also a sense of uneasiness stood to the side with a small smile on his face.

"No, I don't," Sam responded, dumbfounded by the girls. "Why do you ask?"

"So we can give you a proper welcome." Katrina left Gabriel's arms and pulled Sam towards her, planting her soft pink lips on his. The kiss was maidenly, there was no tounge. "We've learned our lesson with Cas here. Better safe than sorry."

"We already have to worry about Dean suffocating us in our sleep, we don't need somebody else trying to kill us." Sabrina said before leaving Gabriel's side.

Dean, still stuck on the fact that they thought he and Cas were in a relationship, looked at his brother who stayed in the same position, before Sabrina kissed him as well. Having gone through it earlier, Castiel not fazed by the sisters' actions. He moved towards Gabriel. The shorter angel, towered by the beauties, turned to steer them to the rest of the crew.

Sam took in all of the sights as if he had never visited a set before. But then again this was one of his favorite movies when they were younger, and only God knows why he would like this.

"Are we ready to film the sleepover?" Gabriel asked Sabrina, who nodded in response before informing him that he would need to pick the wigs each actress was going to use.

"I thought the costume director decided all of that?" Sam asked trying to not look at the archangel.

"What can I say, Sammy? I'm more of a hands on kind of guy," Gabriel said with a waggle of his eyebrows. The twins laughed along with him, only turning to look at him for a second.

"Yeah, we can see that, chuckles." Dean said following the others, not as interested in seeing the sights as much as his younger brother. He sighed, it was like the universe had it out for him. Dean wouldn't be surprised if it did with all the shit they had going on. It's just his luck that the moment he had a sexual crisis, everyone could read him like a book.

What pressed Dean the most was Cas: why had he let the twins kiss him? It's not as if Cas was known for being open to sexual contact. The memory of Chastity and the brothel sprung in his mind, but along with that came the time when Cas played pizza-man with Meg's babysitter. That was not a fun day. He glanced towards Cas feeling a little pull at his gut. Rolling his eyes, the hunter decided that he had to spend less time with Sam. He was starting to sound like a thirteen year old girl, next thing you know he's reading Cosmo and buying tampons.

They arrived to the center of the set where most of the movie crew stood, where a couple of people debated in front of wigs that were on a table. The wigs were different shades of blonde and one brunette, each different in length and style.

"We'll have to pick one for each girl and get going to the next location," said one of the assistants. "The other production crew is on site and will be ready when you get there, and the girls left an hour ago to get dressed. Speaking of, Katrina and Sabrina are needed. We have a car ready to take you."

Gabriel nodded and picked out which wigs were going to be used, but he couldn't decide which one Rizzo's character was going to use. Instead of asking the twins who had left to get the girls ready, the archangel gestured for Sam to come forward.

"Which one do you think I should use for Rizzo?" Gabriel asked gesturing to two wigs: one was a bang that's length came stopped just above the shoulder length; the other a curlier, darker shade of blonde that stopped little past the shoulders.

Sam, who was surprised that Gabriel would ask him of all people, picked the first choice, recalling the exact wig Rizzo wore in the movie. He couldn't believe he was making decisions for the filming of his favorite movie, but it wasn't as if he didn't already have an idea of how the final production looked like. He had seen the movie many times, but the idea that he was making choices dependent on a something he already saw, and it being his own, in a way, was confusing. Because if he chose the wig due to the fact that it was the one from the movie, even though Gabriel was the one who was originally supposed to make the decision, the origin of who really made the choice of that wig for Rizzo would forever be lost. After the 'Tuesday' incident, Sam decided if it didn't cause any harm then it was better off to just go with the flow with Gabriel.

"I was thinking that too." Gabriel agreed, and half of the crew pack0ed up, done for the day, while the other half were set to be on their way to Frenchy's house from the movie. Gabriel turned to the assistant who was packing the necessary wigs for the scene: "I'll see the rest of you guys there. We're shooting in an hour so make sure they're ready."

The boys and Castiel wait for Gabriel who signed some contracts that needed his approval. When he was done, he walked back to the group, snapped a candy bar in his hand, and walked with the boys back to Baby.

"C'mon guys, time to see where we are staying," Gabriel said.

"We're driving!" Dean exclaimed, his bathroom routine was going to be all messed up. Walking past a group of girls who were wearing 50s get-up, Dean turned around and sent them a wink which had them giggling and smiling. Dean smirked reveling in that thought that, even off his game, he still had it. He turned back around to see Castiel looking at him with a blank face. He looked at him for another moment before walking the rest of the way back to the car.

Castiel couldn't help the stabbing feeling he had in the pit of his stomach when he saw Dean addressing those girls. Besides what his brothers, sisters, and even some demons may think, he knows it's preposterous to believe he had any real claim on the hunter. It was such a human belief. But Castiel wasn't stupid, he knew what he felt was jealousy.

The four of them reached the car and got in. But before Gabriel could even give directions to their location, Castiel announced he wasn't accompanying them to the house but that he would see them at the shoot. Only the sound of fluttering wings were heard as he left.

"What the hell? Where did he have to go?" Dean asked, confused at the sudden departure, glancing at Sam before looking to Gabriel for an answer. The archangel didn't know where his brother had went, but he had an idea as to why he left.

"I needed him to help Olivia with her solo. Don't worry, you'll see your boyfriend soon." Gabriel answered, dodging the arm Dean aimed in his direction. "Let's get moving, or we'll be late. Just because you guys are on vacation doesn't mean all of us are."

Sam snorted at the irony. The archangel looked at him curiously before peering out of the window. Dean turned on the car and pulled out of the parking lot. He followed the fairly straight road making only a few turns when Gabriel told him to. They quickly reached a large house but not too big. It wasn't at all what Dean thought the archangel would be staying in. He imagined something more similar to a mansion.

Gabriel stepped out of the car and walked up the pavestone path that lead to the porch that seemed to surround the house on all sides. A beautifully crafted two story white house with dark shutters and trees along both sides. The path led to a handful of stairs where Gabriel was already waiting for the two brothers. Dean and Sam grabbed their duffle bags from the trunk before meeting Gabriel on the porch. The door was made of mahogany wood and had a whimsical carving on it, but it wasn't prominent to make it gaudy.

The three of them entered the house. The entryway wasn't large. Off to the right was a large living room with a big fireplace, and to the left had what looked like an office behind French doors. There was a staircase directly across from the front door that led up stairs, and there were two hallways alongside of the stairs that connected behind it. The left side of the hallway had two doors, one being a guestroom with a connected bathroom and the other being a closet. The other hallway had the main floor powder room. Behind the staircase was a wall where a eight foot mirror and a small bookcase full of books and other small items could be found.

The kitchen was big with white cabinets on the left side, with a gas stove and dishwasher, the counter tops were butcher block, and a built-in microwave and oven combo. The fridge was chef quality with double doors, probably filled to the brim with sweets and sugary food. Sam made a note to himself to check what was in there and go to the market to buy some things since they would be staying for a while. A grand island was in the middle of the room with bar stools along the other side, a huge deep farmhouse sink. But what really caught the Winchester's attention was the line of windows that was supposed to be the back wall.

The wall of windows gave a view of the forest behind it. In the center of the windows were sliding doors that led to the porch. The backyard was large, with a big pool in the middle surrounded by lounge chairs and an outside kitchen area that had a barbeque. All in all, it was amazing and it was only the first floor.

"I know we're in the past, and that most of this stuff doesn't even exist yet, but I couldn't help myself, a redesign is what this place needed. So what do you think, boys?" Gabriel said with a proud grin on his face.

"It's nice I got to say," Dean told Gabriel. Sam nodded his head in agreement, still focused on the calm of the woods before turning back to the others.

"C'mon, I'll show you guys your rooms, and then we have to leave in half an hour," Gabriel informed them while leading them up the stairs to the second floor where there were two master bedrooms with two smaller bedrooms. The masters were toward the back and front of the house, while the other two smaller rooms were to the left and to the right, creating a square floor plan. Sam got the bedroom on the right side. It had tall ceilings and a king-sized bed in the middle. While he didn't have the amazing view of the backyard from his room, the connecting bathroom to the right of the bed had a similar wall of windows as the downstairs. The tub was free-standing in front of the windows with a separate shower on the left side and the vanity on the right. Dean's room was a mirror image of Sam's room.

The boys quickly took a shower, getting a taste of the multiple jets the shower contained, and Dean is known for being very particular when it comes to his water pressure. They got dressed and met Gabriel, who was sucking on a lollipop, downstairs. The archangel was no longer in his Pink Ladies ensemble but was instead wearing a grey button down and black jeans. Sam and Dean—-shockingly-wore flannel button ups with jeans.

"I don't know how you humans do it, you guys take forever to get ready," Gabriel groaned before hopping off the kitchen island and walking to the front where Baby was parked. The boys followed behind.

"Well it's not like we can all snap our fingers and be done with it," Sam said with a roll of his eyes.

"Well how about I don't and give us all the time you want, Gigantor?" Gabriel said, his tone deeper than before. Sam's eyes widened in response, but all Dean did was make retching sounds.

"Dude. Gross. That's my little brother."

The elder hunter reached the car, keys in hand, and opened the door. With a wiggle of his eyebrows, Dean started the car and pulled from the curb. "Time to crash a sleepover."

Castiel sighed as he walked towards the two-story house where the filming crew was stationed in and around. He climbed the set of stairs and walked through the door labeled dressing room. Inside, he found Katrina and Sabrina with the actresses who play Frenchy, Marty, and Jan. While Sabrina began to take the hair rollers out of Frenchy's hair, Jan's hair-already in two funky pigtails-sat in a chair towards the back of the room, with her feet on top of one another. Katrina touched-up Marty's eyebrows before she looked towards Castiel and waved him over. Castiel closed the door behind him before walking over to where the mirrors and vanities were filled with makeup and hair products. Sabrina began to pin-curl Frenchy's hair using metal clips to hold them in place. Castiel didn't understand why she would do her hair and then pin it, but he didn't ask why.

Sabrina noticed his gaze and smiled with clips hanging from her shirt. "Would you like to help me, Cassie?"

"I don't know how to, I wouldn't want to mess it up," Castiel responded, but he was still curious as to how her lithe, dainty fingers could expertly twist her hair into a perfect circle before pining it with two clips to keep it in place.

"Come here and let me show you how to do it." Castiel conceded before walking to the other side of Frenchy, who smiled up at him before looking over her lines again. Sabrina smirked at him, "You should take off your coat, Cassie. By the way, what's with the trench? I loved that T-Birds jacket on you."

"I returned it to production as I finished the "Summer Nights" scene. These are my only clothes," Castiel said gesturing to the white button up and black slacks.

"What do you mean you're only clothes?" Marty piped up, glancing curiously at the dark-haired man.

"He means he's the boss's brother, and he was dragged here before he could pack. John really needed more guidance for that number," Katrina replied before Castiel could, saving his ass before he said anything even more suspicious.

Sabrina placed his coat on the rack next to the door before turning back to show him how to grab the curl and twist it around her fingers all the way until he reached the top. He tried to copy her, but his fingers didn't move quite as smoothly. Sabrina noticed and helped him through it, and they tried once more before she let him try another alone. It took him longer, but he made a perfect curl and pinned it. Castiel smiled to himself slightly, the little accomplishment calming him a bit.

The room was quiet. Katrina put the last touches on Marty's make-up. Sabrina and Castiel finished the rest of Frenchy's hair, placing a hair net on top. Finally, with the three girls ready for the shoot, they left to the next bedroom.

"So, Cas, how's that boyfriend of yours? He's a hot one I have to say," Katrina said with a smirk while Sabrina laughed in agreement.

"His brother is hot too. I'd love to climb that any time," Sabrina piped up.

"Dean isn't my boyfriend. We do share a more profound bond, but he is only attracted to females," Castiel said, his voice coming out emptier than what he was aiming for. He tried to make up for it by plastering a grin that came off as more like a grimace.

"Honey, he's definitely into cock, or at least yours," Sabrina told him; Katrina nodded her head. The twins sat on either side of him on the couch in a corner of the room. He slumped lower into his seat, while his vessel reacted to their words, blood rushing to his cheeks.

"Aw, he's blushing. Cas, have you ever been with a man? Or with anyone? "Katrina inquired, leaning closer to the angel. The other twin, interested in the answer, came in closer.

"I haven't had occasion," Castiel muttered. The girls eyes widened in response.

"Are you serious? Really?" Both girls were shocked but pleasantly surprised. "That is all kinds of cute."

"My inexperience is cute?" Castiel asked. Attraction was confusing since he never had to worry about these matters before his time on Earth.

"Yeah, dude, it's hot. Every guy loves a virgin," Katrina informed the angel.

"Virgins are the tightest. It feels like a warm, wet glove around their cock. I bet Dean's imagined fucking you. Or maybe you fucking him. Those bow legs are a work of art," Sabrina got a faraway look in her eyes before Katrina pushed her shoulder slightly.

"She's a little too enthusiastic, but she's not wrong. He probably has, but the question is have you?" The twins looked at the angel again, his face beet red. He'd imagined what it would be like; he'd always felt a little guilty for his thoughts, but they had been arousing.

"You have, haven't you? I can tell from your face. Are you top or bottom?" Sabrina asked excitedly. The look Castiel gave her showed his confusion at her question. "Are you getting fucked or are you fucking?" she clarified.

"Both?" Katrina supplied when Castiel didn't answer.

"Yes," Castiel muttered under his breath. The twins heard him but asked him to repeat what he had said.

"I said yes." He tried a little louder, but the girls, having too much fun, asked him one more time, feigning inability to hear him. The question started to overwhelm him, getting more flustered by the second. "Both! To fuck and be fucked," Castiel said in his deep gravelly voice.

"Well, Cassie, you should have put a sock on the door or something. I didn't want to interrupt," Gabriel said loudly. Castiel and the twins all looked towards the door and found the archangel standing there with the Winchesters.

"Don't you knock? Damn it, Gabriel, someone could be getting dressed in here. You can't just walk in like that," Katrina chastising Gabriel, getting up from her close position to Castiel. Sabrina felt Castiel tense up, she rubbed his shoulder.

"We were just having Cas here take out some frustration; yelling exercises are helpful in releasing endorphins. We kind of just got carried away with what we had him repeat," Sabrina said, trying to cover for the angel. He was rosy-cheeked, but that could've been attributed to the yelling.

She felt Cas nod along, and she turned to smile at him. "We'll talk more tonight." She got to her feet and went to stand over with Katrina and Gabriel. Sam shuffled by the door before asking the archangel if they were ready to film. Gabriel nodded before the four of them left the room, leaving Dean and Castiel to glance around the room in an effort to not look at each other.

The hunter rubbed the back of his neck before looking at the angel. Feeling his eyes on him, Castiel returned his gaze.

"So. you taking out your frustrations twin style?" Dean let out a strained chuckle, before he cleared his throat.

Castiel rolled his eyes. "If you're insinuating that we are sexually involved, then you would be wrong, Dean. I am what you humans classify as a virgin."

Dean's reaction caught Castiel's attention because it seemed that the hunter straightened out at his answer. He stuck his hands in his pocket leaving his thumbs out. He looked at Castiel for a second before he looked down at his feet.

"Uh, that's great, Cas. Really good." Dean seemed lost in thought before he grinned up at the angel gesturing to the door. "Let's go see Sam have a coronary over that Sandy chick."

Castiel grinned at Dean before getting up to meet him at the door. They looked each other in the eyes before Castiel led them to the room where the sleepover was going to take place.

The boys entered the room where Sam, Gabriel, and the girls-along with the rest of the crew-were gathered behind the camera. The two best friends walked towards them, looking around at the pale pink room with white trim. An armoire with a mirror covered in products and other things was to the left of the room. A twin bed with two nightstands in the center along with two lamps, another chest of drawers and make-up stand were tucked into the right side of the room.

The girl who played Rizzo was dressed in a purple button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up. Her legs bare, a pink pair of panties acting as a cover. Frenchy wore a white cotton nightie with bottoms and a pair of slippers. Marty had a red robe over a white chemise, while Jan had light blue pajama pants with dark blue birds printed all over them and a large gray sweatshirt. Olivia, who played Sandy, wore a long-sleeved white dress that was down to her ankles, with a pale green headband on her head

The girls took their places: Rizzo to the left in front of the mirror, Sandy in the en-suite between the drawers and make up stand, Frenchy in front of the door. Marty and Jan were to the right of the twin bed.

One of the production assistants placed the chosen blonde wig on a head stand that was positioned on the armoire, the other actresses' wigs which ranged from light blonde to a dirty dark blonde set to the side within reach. Another assistant gave Frenchy a toothbrush. They were ready to film. Everyone quieted down on set. Sam stood behind Gabriel who sat in his director's chair. The twins were on either side of him. Cas and Dean were right by them whereas most of the crew left the room due to lack of space. Instead of filming on a set, Gabriel wanted the authentic feel. Only the main crew members like the camera man and sound guy stayed.

There was silence and Gabriel called out action. The crew started filming and after a beat the scene started and the starting beats of the song began to play. With a camera on Rizzo, she pulled her wig from the holder and pulled it on, covering her short brown curls. While Sandy opened the door a crack so she could slip her arm out. Frenchy stood with her back to the camera, toothbrush in hand.

"Thanks, Frenchy, I'm sorry to be so much trouble," Sandy moaned through the door, having finished throwing up in the bathroom.

"Oh, it's okay," Frenchy replied understandingly. She passed Sandy the toothbrush, and turned towards Rizzo who straightened her wig, adjusting it in a few places.

Rizzo let out a murmur, "This goodie two shoes makes me want to barf." The first few notes play, and she turns around to start singing.

Look at me, I'm Sandra Dee

Lousy with virginity

Won't go to bed 'til I'm legally wed

I can't; I'm Sandra Dee

Watch it! Hey I'm Doris Day

I was not brought up that way

Won't come across,

Even Rock Hudson lost

His heart to Doris Day

Rizzo's eye widened as she sang, making slight exaggerated movements, while Marty and Jan put their own wigs on their head. Rizzo brought both of her arms up to the ends of her wig and began to twirl them around. She moved her body along to the beat softly, and gestured to her ring finger on her cue. Climbing into the bed, she dropped to her knees, with the other girls on the floor to her right. Then she stood up while everyone else followed her lead. She stuck a few poses and then stood in a position as if she were a baseball batter, then swung as if she hit a home run. She jumped off the bed right after.

I don't drink (no)

Or swear (no)

I don't wrap my hair (EW)

I get ill from one cigarette

(Cough, cough, cough)

Keep your filthy paws

Off my silky draws

Would you pull that crap with Annette?

Rizzo took a seat at the makeup stand, sitting next to a giant stuffed panda bear, while Marty and Jan jumped on the bed. With her legs crossed, Rizzo looked up towards the ceiling, putting some sass into her performance. Frenchy was pulled onto the bed by the two other girls and stood between them. The panda next to Rizzo leaned into her after a strategic move made on her part. She grabbed his snout with her left hand and with her right she grasped her chest. She poked his face and bumped it with her hip before moving to bed again. The three girls on the bed shook their behinds toward the camera in a teasing manner.

As for you Troy Donahue,

I know what you wanna do

You got your crust

I'm no object of lust

I'm just plain Sandra Dee

Elvis, Elvis, let me be!

Keep that pelvis far from me!

Just keep your cool

Now you're starting to drool

Hey Fongool, I'm Sandra Dee!

The other girls moved to the foot of the bed and crouched onto their knees. Frenchy joined the fun with her own wig. Rizzo sat on the headboard, leaning to her right so the pictures of Troy Donahue and others were visible for the camera. She sat straight, and on cue, her and Frenchy spread their legs salaciously. She leaned to the right where a picture of Elvis was pinned to the wall and stood up abruptly and danced some of his famous moves. Rizzo jumped to the right of the room to end her performance. She strutted back to the chair, when Sandy exited the bathroom. The other girls tried to warn Rizzo, slipping off their own wigs. Rizzo turned to look at Sandy.

"You making fun of me, Riz?" Sandy asked, her tone laced with hurt she felt.

Rizzo pulled off her wig and adjusted the front of her own hair. Before responding: "Some people are so touchy." The girls awkwardly shuffled, and the scene ended there.

They waited a beat before Gabriel yelled that they were perfect. They didn't need to film another take. Rizzo seemed happy with the news. They still had the next part to film for when the boys would come over, but that wasn't until tomorrow so it was an early night for them.

"Olivia, can you come here please?" Sabrina called, waving her hand to the blonde. Sam nervously shuffled behind them but was excited at the same time. "I would like you to meet some friends of mine."

The small blonde smiled up at them. Sam with a goofy smile on his face introduced himself, tripping over his words. While Dean-always the charmer-confidently told her his name. Olivia, already having met Castiel, smiled in greeting. They talked for a second before she had to go meet her husband.

"Oh my God, I just met Olivia Newton-John," Sam muttered to himself. Dean overheard and snorted but didn't do anything else. He decided to save it for another time.

"That went quicker than I thought it would," Gabriel said. "We should probably get to the house," he said to the boys before turning to the twins, "Do you have everything so we can go?"

"Let us grab our bags from the other room, we'll meet you guys outside," Katrina responded before her and her sister left the room. The other four turned to walk to the stairs.

"They coming with us?" Sam asked, doing what Dean couldn't bring himself to do.

"Sammy my boy, they live with me. I thought you knew," Gabriel said. Nobody said anything else, and they waited in silence until the girls were with them. The two hunters took their seats in the front while they tried to figure out how to fit in the back. With the girls in the middle, squeezed together, and the angels on their left and right, the crew was off back to their vacation home.