Chapter Five; Information Leads To Shock

"Uh…hi, there." Dean smiled at them, somewhat nervously. "I'm-"

"Oh my god!" Dawn gasped. She pointed, a large grin on her face. "Your Jensen Ackles!" She looked at Faith. "You had sex with Jensen Ackles? I so hate you!"

"Well…sorta." Faith smirked and sat up, the sheet staying in place. "Guys, meet Dean Winchester. Hunter extraordinaire. Dean, this is…everyone." She looked at their faces and sighed. "You guys want to get out so we can at least get dressed?"

With a few murmured apologies, they backed up.

"You mean that's everyone? As in, Buffy everyone?"

"Yeah." She looked at him as if he were crazy, then nodded. "Right. You know them…and I guess they know you."

"This'll be fun." He muttered.

They quickly dressed. Before she reached the door, he grabbed her, spun her around, and planted a kiss on her mouth.

"Right." She breathed. Turning, she opened the door and led the way downstairs, head held high.

Dean watched her from behind as she moved, a smile forming on his face. "With an ass like that you can lead me anywhere." He murmured, forgetting that she would be able to hear him.

She turned to look at him over her shoulder and winked.

"I don't believe this." Dean muttered, running a hand through his hair agitatedly. "I mean…hell."

He wasn't real. Was a fictional character. His whole life…no, he couldn't think like that. It couldn't be true.

"What?" Buffy spoke up, seeing the look on his face. "You think we're any more comfortable in hearing we're not real either?"

"Speaking as someone who wasn't real in the first place…" Dawn interjected, shrugging.

"No…I mean…it's just." He shrugged helplessly. Sure, Faith had told him, but…it didn't really sink in. It was different. "I can't believe this."

They say in silence for a few minutes before Dawn clicked her fingers and stood up. "I can prove it. I can prove that Jensen Ackles exists and that you're a character he plays."

"How?"

"Well, for one, Supernatural is out on DVD already. And there's a few other things he's been in to."

"Like what?"

Dawn smirked.

"Ok…I give up!" Dean huffed. "Why are we at the movies?"

"Jensen was in a new movie." Dawn informed, bouncing around in her excitement. "It's a horror film - so cool! And, even better, it's in 3D!"

Faith walked side-by-side with Dean, both of them too 'tough' to hold hands in public. It was the four of them; Dawn, Dean, Faith, and Xander. The others had wanted to come but something important had come up at the last minute. Faith was there as their main force of defence should anything jump out at them. Dawn was insistent on going and showing Dean since "It was my idea!" Xander had wanted to see the movie anyway, and Dean had to admit he was curious. He'd never seen a 3D film before.

"Doesn't that mean we have to wear those stupid little glasses?" He asked as they cued.

"Well, yeah, but…c'mon!" Dawn jumped up beside him. "It's so worth it! You get this axe-thingy…y'know, the ones the miners used way back when? Anyway, you get this axe flying *at* you at you. You can't say it's not worth it!"

"I see enough things flying *at* me at me." Dean replied.

"But this is totally cooler. You don't have to worry about actually being hit."

Dean sighed and Dawn took it as his defeat. She smiled a large smile and continued to jump about until Xander grabbed her around the hips and spun her.

"Careful, there, Dawnie. Wouldn't want you hurting yourself before you give yourself a heart-attack in this movie."

Dawn rolled her eyes but calmed herself down.

They were finally at the front of the line ten minutes later.

"Four tickets to see the next showing of My Bloody Valentine 3D, please." Dawn requested sweetly. The teenager behind the glass gave her four tickets and four glasses in exchange for the money. "Can we get some popcorn?"

"Sure. What's a movie without popcorn?" Xander asked, shrugging his shoulders and smiling at her.

Popcorn and drinks brought, they finally headed into their designated room. Finding a seat at the back because "The back is so better!" according to Dawn, they shifted until they were comfortable.

Xander sat by the wall, then Dawn next to him, with Dean next to her, and Faith taking up the seat next to him. It was her way of making sure nothing got to them unless they got through her. Dean recognised this and bristled, but settled down soon enough when she winked at him.

It was the way she was, after all.

Dean took the glasses from Dawn and slipped them on.

"Any of you tell Sammy and you're dead." He grumbled, sliding down in his seat and grabbing a handful of popcorn from the box in Dawn's hand.

"Shh." She waved him off. "The movie's about to start."

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