Dean watched as the girl in front of him led the way down the twisted halls. He smiled as her ass shook as she walked. She had one fine ass and her jeans hugged it perfectly. He glared at Sam when Sam smacked him on the chest. Dean went back and saw that the girl had stopped at the end of the hall. She wore a belt with a radio on it and carrying a script and notebook in her arms.

"They won't bother us until they fix the lighting. Now, please tell me that this is some crazy prank you two are playing. Please," she almost begged them with her round grey eyes. Dean felt himself being pulled into her eyes.

"This isn't a prank. We don't play pranks," Sam said looking at her.

"Actually, you do. Harry and Ed didn't deserve that by the way," she answered softly leaning against the wall.

"How do you know about that?" Dean asked.

"This is insane. I have finally lost my mind. Momma told me I would, just like she did. And it's happened. I am imagining this. I am going to come to in a padded room with Buffy Summers as my roommate."

"You aren't insane. Listen, just tell us what happened. All I remember is standing in the motel room with Sammy here and then this flash of light happened and boom! Here we are.... Where is here anyway?" Dean asked seeing the girl twist what looked like a bunch of black strings tied together with a Chinese coin hanging from them around her wrist.

"Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada."

"But... We were in St. Helena, California like two minutes ago. What the hell?" Sam said raking a hand though his hair.

"What the hell indeed," the girl whispered.

"What's your name, sweetheart?" Dean asked her.

"Katerina McCrae. Everyone here calls me Kat. And you're Sam and Dean Winchester."

"That we are. So, could you tell me, why you know so much about us?"

"You wouldn't believe me, if I told you."

"Try us."

"Alright. We are filming a show, Supernatural. Guess what it's about?"

Sam looked at Kat and saw the way she kept looking at his brother. He looked between them and could feel something there. Especially on her side. She couldn't stop looking at his brother like she needed to remember every curve of his features.

"Ghosts?" Dean asked stepping close to her.

"Oh yeah and it's about hunters... Two in particular. They go by the name of Winchester; I think you might know them."

"It's about us?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, it is. And... you guys... Are dead ringers for the actors that play you. Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki," Kat said.

Dean had been trained by his dad to listen to the change of tones in a person's voice. Usually meant they were lying. Kat wasn't lying, but there was something about how she said the first name. She said it softly with a touch of something else in her voice. He couldn't place it. He watched as she raked a hand though her hair and looked at her watch. He did a double take.

"I had a watch like that," he said taking her arm and looking at it.

"Yeah, I stole it from Jensen, the actor who plays you. My battery died one day and it was kicking around his trailer. He still hasn't noticed that I have it," Kat said pulling her arm away.

"Dean, we need to talk," Sam said grabbing his brother's arm and pulling him away from the babe.

"Sammy, I was going up for bat, man," Dean whined as Sam stopped pulling him a few feet away from the girl.

"We don't have time for this. Your year is almost up we need to..." Sam trailed off.

"Sam, you got that look on your face that means you figured something out."

"Dean, you won't die here."

"What?"

"The deal. It's null here. Don't you get it? Here, our lives are a television show."

"So, what are you saying, Sam? We stay here and let that guy who plays me on TV die in my place?"

"What?!" Kat exclaimed coming over to them, "No way! Jensen is not going to Hell!"

"Calm down, Kitten. We'll get this Jensen guy back," Dean said.

"Did you just call me Kitten?"

"Yeah, you're way too little to be a full grown cat."

Sam went to grab her but it was too late. She kicked his brother in the shin. Dean yelped and so did Kat. She grabbed her foot and ended up falling over and landing on her side on the floor. She moaned and rolled on her back. She glared at Dean and Sam felt himself warming up to her.

"I hate you," she said trying to climb to her feet but her wet sneakers were slipping on the floor and she fell again.

"What are you accident prone?" Dean asked grabbing her by the back of the jeans and hauling her to her feet.

"No, I'm not... Maybe... Just a little."

"Ah, Kat, Mike wants to roll again," Joel said coming around the corner and saw Dean still holding the back of Kat's jeans.

"Coming Joel," Kat said yanking away from Dean. She heard her jeans rip. She let her head fall. "Really?"

"Wow, Kitty Kat, you are on a roll. Want me to get Cathy with wardrobe?" Joel asked trying not to laugh.

"No, I got it. I'll go. Now, Jensen, Jared, remember what I told you. Just do the scene and we can go," Kat said walking away.

Dean watched her go getting a glimpse of her pink panties with the black peace signs on them. Oh yeah, she was going to get him in trouble. He looked at the Joel guy and gave him a smile. He and Sam followed Joel back down the halls. Dean really didn't know how they were here or why. Just that, while he was here things were going to be interesting.

***

Jensen came to and realized two very important things. He couldn't breathe while Jared while resting on top of him. Secondly, it was way too quiet in here. Their sets were usually full of laughter and the noise of people working. He shoved Jared off of him hearing a thud as Jared hit the floor. He pushed himself up and looked around the room. He frowned. It looked like one of the motel rooms on set but... It actually had four walls and there was no one but him and Jared in the room. He kneeled down and shook Jared's shoulder.

"Yo, Sasquatch, get up. We have a problem," Jensen said sensing that something wasn't right.

"What?... Ow, why does my head hurt?" Jared asked as Jensen pulled him to his feet.

"Yeah, about that... Sorry. Anyway, look around. Seem familiar?"

Jared rubbed the back of his head and looked around. He stopped and looked at Jensen. He shook his head.

"It looks like one of the rooms from set," Jared said.

"Yeah, except everyone from set is missing."

"Think they'll playing a joke on us?"

"Maybe.... Kat still hasn't gotten us back for blowing up that picture of her with the chicken pox covered in lotion."

"Hey, that one was all on you."

"Well, you didn't stop me."

They were silent and looked around the room again expecting one of the crew members to come jumping out at them at anytime. Jared looked at the door to the room. He decided to take a chance. He walked over to it and pulled it open. He looked outside then slammed it shut. He turned and looked at Jensen.

"We have a problem," he said.

"What?"

"Come see."

Jensen gave Jared a look but walked up to the door. He pulled it open and looked outside expecting to see the studio. Instead he saw the impala parked in front of the door and a road behind it. He looked around and saw buildings and heard traffic passing not too far away. He slammed the door.

"Shit," he said.

"Oh yeah. Houston, we have a huge problem," Jared said sitting on the floor by the door.

"What the hell?" Jensen asked sitting beside him.

"I don't know. Let's just... Sit here for a while and maybe... It'll go away."

"I like that plan right now."

They both sat in silence hoping and praying that at any moment one of the crew members would knock on the door or come through the window laughing at them. Cause all this had to be some huge plan to prank them. There was no other explanation that fit.