Sam was relieved when the director called lunch. He looked at Dean and saw his brother's eyes light up just at the mention of lunch. Sam walked over to Dean and searched the set again looking for Kat. He hadn't seen her on set at all during the morning shoot; and Sam really could have used her help. He really sucked at this acting thing. Really. He sighed hoping that after they got back from lunch she'd be on set.

"So, did Kitten write on this little map where the catering is?" Dean asked always thinking about his stomach.

"Yeah, she did. Dean, did you notice that she wasn't on set at all."

"So? Maybe the director has her shining his car. I mean PA are slaves. I should know."

"Or maybe she doesn't want to face you after what you called her."

Dean sighed and ran a hand over his face. It wasn't bad enough that he had to act out a case that they had finished months ago, or that they were even here to begin with, no, Sam had to make it worse by guilt tripping him about this girl. He turned and looked at Sam. Sam stopped walking and looked at Dean. He saw something in his brother's eyes. Then it was gone and Sam wondered what that feeling his brother was trying to hide away.

"Sammy, I am only going to say this once, so listen up. I am sorry for what I said to her but... It's better off this way. She should stay out of this. We don't know what brought us here and it could be dangerous, hell it could still be here. She should stay as far away from us as possible until we get her friends back here. Then she can forget that we were ever here," Dean said.

"Dean, she isn't going to forget we were here. And she was helping us. You do realize that she hasn't told anyone what is going on? And that she actually believed us. She could have laughed it off or called the crazy police on us but she didn't. You have to face it, Dean we need Katerina to help us in this world. She knows Jensen and Jared inside and out, she knows how they would react to things and act. We need her."

"And what if she gets hurt, Sam? What then?"

"We'll make sure she doesn't get hurt."

Dean shook his head. He started walking away with Sam following him. He knew that his little brother hero worshiped him but he wasn't so confident that they could keep Kat unharmed. Something told him that they had harmed her just by showing up in her world.

***

Kat closed her laptop and sighed. She knew she couldn't hide out in the catering area forever. She had jumped at Mike's offer for someone to double check the shooting schedule for the next week. She had stretched that into three hours when it should have only taken her an hour at the most. Then she had started surfing the net. She looked around catering and saw that it was starting to fill up with people and realized that Mike must have broke for lunch. She shoved her laptop in her bag and prayed she could make an escape before Sam and-

"Kitten! There you are," Dean said walking up to her smiling that smug smile that she wanted to wipe off his face.

"Yeah, here I am. I need to go-," Kat started.

"Kat, I could use your help with this scene. Could you help?" Sam asked giving her the puppy dog look.

"Ahhh, sure. I guess."

"Great. I'll get food. Dude, it smells really good."

"Wait, you can't take too much."

"And why not?"

"Because Jensen doesn't eat very much. Jared is the one who eats half a horse at every meal."

"Son of a bitch! I hate this place!" Dean exclaimed stomping off.

Sam watched as a faint smile came across Kat's face then it was gone. She looked up and him and he saw hurt in her grey eyes. She took the script from him and flipped it open. He reached out and took her hand stopping her. She looked up at him and gave him a questioning look.

"I don't need help with the scene. I just... I want to know if you're okay?" he asked softly.

"I'm fine, Sam. Really. You have enough to worry about right now; you don't need to worry about me."

"Katerina, I'm sorry about what Dean said. I really am. He shouldn't have said it, he had-."

"He was right, Sam. He was so right."

Kat turned and let her eyes fall on Dean as he chatted up Jenny the caterer. She smiled a little thinking that that was something he didn't need to be told how to do. Jensen was just like that; talkative to everyone on set. However things got different when he met the fans, he got a little bit more reserved. Unless Jared was around to get him out of his shell. She wondered how they were doing in Supernatural world. She was worried about them but tried to tell herself it would all be okay. That they would be okay.

"Kat?" Sam asked wanting to know what she was thinking.

"I have feelings for Jensen. It's like this damn crush that won't go away. It started the first day I worked on set. I saw him and my mind just went... Blank. I thought he was so damn pretty; really it wasn't fair for one man to be so goddamn gorgeous. But he was. Then spending so much time with him and getting to know him, what his values are... God, it makes him that much more appealing. Really, if he would have asked me to marry him I would have screamed yes from the mountain tops," Kat said letting it all out. She was grateful she could finally share her feelings with someone without them laughing at her and just shrugging them off.

"Why didn't you tell him this?" Sam asked.

"Sam, look at him and look at me. He's the movie star, the hottie at the center of the crowd. I'm the assistant, the nerdy girl in the corner. Guys like him don't date girls like me. Girls like me are their best friends; girls like me are the ones they take to help them pick out jewellery for their uber hot, uber skinny girlfriends."

"Well...." Sam made a big show of checking her out raking his eyes from the top of her head to the tip of her sneaker, "I hate to break it to you, Kat, but you are uber hot and uber skinny, to use the exact terminology of course."

Kat blushed. She didn't say anything and Dean showed up with four containers of food. He set one down in front of her one in front of himself adding a pout as he set two in front of Sam. He sat beside Kat and looked at his one lone container.

"This really sucks," he muttered opening it.

Kat laughed and opened her container. She expected to see her usual, Greek salad with a grilled chicken breast on top. Instead she saw chilli fries with a double cheese burger. She looked at Dean and pointed to her container.

"Ah, I think you gave me the wrong one," she said.

"Nope, that's yours. You don't strike me as a salad girl. You're too skinny anyway. Seriously, I can see your collarbones sticking out."

Sam picked at his food. He looked up at Kat. He saw tears in her eyes. He went to tell Dean to apologize for whatever he had said this time. He didn't get the chance though because Kat threw herself in Dean's arms and hugged him tight. Sam was shocked.

Dean looked down at Kat who had attached herself to his body. He put down the burger he had been about to pick up and hugged her back. He looked at Sam and knew that they were wearing identical looks of confusion on their faces. He looked down at Kat when she pulled away from him. She wiped away her tears and gave him a heart breaking beautiful smile. She picked up her burger and took a big bite of it. Dean looked at her confused.

"Do you know how long it's been since someone actually got me a burger and told me I was too skinny?" she asked taking another bite.

"Ahhh, I'm guessing a while," Dean said smiling.

"Try never. My mother.... I was never good enough for her. Never skinny enough, or pretty enough. And when people look at me... The mousy brown hair, the round face, wide hips... They think I need help getting beautiful."

"So let me get this straight, these two guys you are trying so hard to save and get back, think that?" Dean asked as Sam kicked him under the table. Dean looked at his brother and Sam glared at him.

"I... I don't know. I never asked and they never said."

"Alright, I am seriously putting those two down for a beat down."

"What?"

"Dean-," Sam tried knowing that this was probably going to end badly.

"First off, your hair is not mousy brown it's... A rich, radiant brown that when you stand in the sun there is a hint of red that comes out. And your round face is beautiful with your round, big grey eyes that just pull you in. Your cheekbones aren't too high or too pronounced and they give you this... Exotic look almost. And lastly, your hips are not wide. Not at all, they are just right, perfect like the rest of you," Dean said taking a bite out of his burger.

Kat couldn't breathe. She had been on this set for three years and all she had ever gotten out of Jensen was "Nice shirt", "Looking good", and so on. Jared had went as far as to call her pretty once when she had been forced into a dress by Cathy as punishment for taking a hoodie Jensen had worn in Season one and refusing to return it. And now, here was Dean, who she had only knew for a day and he had given her line after line on how beautiful she was. She pushed herself away from table and shook her head. She stood up and grabbed her bag.

"I got... Bye," she said stumbling away almost tripping and falling twice.

Dean watched her go. He turned and saw Sam watching him. He ate more of his burger and tried to ignore his brother staring at him. He couldn't take it anymore and dropped his burger in the container and looked at him.

"What?" he asked.

"You noticed all that in a day?" Sam asked.

"No.... I noticed all that after five minutes," Dean admitted.

"Huh... So, I was right. You are jealous that she likes this Jensen guy."

"I am not.... Jerk."

"Bitch."

Sam smiled and ate his food. He didn't need any further proof that Dean liked Kat. He started thinking about ways he could get them together. He knew that they weren't going to have a happy ever after ending, he didn't even believe in those anymore but he thought that Dean deserved a little happiness before his deal ran out. As for Kat, after hearing what she said, he thought she could benefit from someone showing her how beautiful she was. And maybe also show her that she deserved more than just waiting on a guy that she'll never have.

Better get to work, Sam, that's a lot of goals to realize, he told himself.

***

"You call him," Jared said holding the cell phone out to Jensen.

"No, you call him," Jensen said shoving the phone against Jared's chest as he drove the impala down the road.

"And what if he realizes it isn't Sam calling."

"Dude, you ARE Sam."

"Apparently I'm not Sam or we wouldn't be here."

Jensen was going to hit him. He was really was. They had been on the road for an hour and had had this conversation like a hundred times. Jensen griped the steering wheel tight and counted to a hundred. He turned and looked at Jared telling himself hitting his friend wasn't going to help them in this situation.

"Jared, you play Sam on TV, I am sure you can convince Bobby that you are Sam," Jensen said.

"Then you could convince him that you are Dean."

"Dude, what are you afraid of?"

"You did read the script where Bobby first appeared, right? The guy held a shotgun on John's ass! What do you think I'm afraid of?!"

Jared just stared at Jensen as he started to laugh. Jared shook his head and looked at the phone. He felt Jensen pat his shoulder.

"Just call him, Jar. Really, just tell him that you and Dean are on your way and that we need to talk to him. That's all. It's as easy as... Pie."

"For you maybe cause you aren't talking to him."

"Jared, stop being a pussy."

"I am not a pussy."

"Yes, you are... Pussy."

Jensen watched as Jared dialled the number and held the cell phone to his ear. Jensen smiled and looked at the road ahead of them. He was still worried and scared shitless about what to expect here. He was also worried about the people he cared about back in his world. He couldn't even imagine what kind of trouble Dean was causing that people thought was his fault.

"Hi, Bobby, it's... Sam," Jared said looking at Jensen as he talked on the phone.

"What do you want, boy?" Bobby asked.

"Well... Dean and I need your help with something. Is it alright if we head down there?"

"Boy, you don't have to ask, get your asses down here. Ijits."

Jared looked at Jensen when Bobby hung up. He hung up the cell phone and sighed in relief.

"Well?"

"We can go. And he called us ijits."

"Good. Maybe we can figure this out and head back to our world before anything happens."

"Yeah, good point."

***

Sam and Dean walked into Jared's house exhausted. Kat had dropped them off and left to go back to her apartment. Sam and Dean hadn't minded and since she gave Sam her laptop and a list of sites she had checked out, they could finally start researching and maybe find out how they were here.

Dean walked over to the couch and let his body fall on it. He felt Icarus licking his hand but didn't make the move to pet the dog. Who knew acting could be so tiring? He heard Sam walking around the kitchen.

"Beer?" Sam called.

"Uh huh," Dean replied planning on having a beer and hitting the sack and sleeping until Monday.

"Alright."

Sam grabbed two beers and a bag of chips and carried them into the living room. He set a beer in front of Dean and tossed the bag of chips on the coffee table. He sat down and moaned when the doorbell rang. He looked at Dean and kicked his brother.

"Ow!" Dean said lifting his head.

"I got the beer, you get the door," Sam said opening Kat's laptop.

"I hate you."

"I know."

Dean pulled his body off of the really comfy couch and walked over to the door. He thought it was probably Kat anyway. He opened the door and saw a brunette wearing a short skirt, high highs and a tight tank top with a hoodie over it. She lifted up her sunglasses and smiled at him.

"Can I-," Dean started.

"Jensen, baby, I missed you," she said attaching herself to him and kissing him hard on the lips.

Dean pulled away and looked at her. Suddenly he remembered what Kat had said. Jensen had a girlfriend, Danneel. He took a step back.

"Yeah... uh... Hi," he said awkwardly.