Chapter 12

Sam wakes up and stretches. He looks over and sees Dean with Morgan in his arms and it looks like Dean isn't wearing any clothes. He walks over to Dean and nudges him. "Wake up." Sam whispers. Dean wakes up and looks up at him. "What is going on?" Sam asks in a whisper.

Dean carefully climbs out of the bed and gently leans over and presses his huge hand to her small forehead. "I think her fever broke." "What are you talking about?" Sam asks. Dean gets dressed and pulls Sam to the other side of the room so they don't disturb her.

"She had a high fever and was shivering and I was worried about her so I climbed in and held her to keep her warm." "Why didn't you wake me up, I could of gotten some extra blankets." "It would have taken too long to wake you, you sleep like a rock." Sam nodded in agreement. "I would have had to throw cold water on your head." Dean added.

"I figured that body heat would work better and to tell you the truth, I'm kind of glad that she isn't average size, it was easier to keep her warm." Sam smiled widely. "Don't even say it." Dean warned him. "I didn't say anything." Sam replies. "Besides I'm sure she won't remember me keeping her warm, because of the fever." "You were only in your boxers." Sam told him.

"Hey it worked and her fever broke." Sam decided not to argue with him. Whatever Dean had done worked and she didn't have a fever anymore. Dean went over and carefully tucks in the blankets around her. "So what do you want for breakfast?" Sam asks as he grabs the keys to the Impala. "Coffee and get me a breakfast sandwich and a breakfast burrito or if they only have one get me two of them."

Sam left. Dean went over and sat on the couch and turned on the TV. He tries to put what happened out of his head, but he can't. He has never been with someone small like her ever. She was different from any of the girls he has been with.

The women he's been with are always beautiful and tall, but he didn't want Sam or Morgan to know that he actually didn't mind someone small like wasn't sure if she would remember what happened. He didn't want her to know that he actually cares about her and that he likes spending time with her. He didn't want her to know that being with her was something he enjoyed.

Sam came back with breakfast and he grabbed his coffee and food and sat on the couch. Sam grabbed his breakfast and sat on the couch next to Dean. I woke up to the sound of the TV and opened my eyes. I had the weirdest dream last night. I was cold and someone was keeping me warm. I was with someone. I slowly get up and climb out of the bed and my knees buckle beneath me.

Dean glances over to the bed and notices it's empty. He gets up and around the bed. He carefully picks me up and sets me on the bed. I slip under the covers and lay down. "How are you feeling?" Dean asks. He has a concern look in his eyes. "Okay, I guess, just kind of tired." "Are you hungry?" He asks. "No. "Let me know when you're hungry, okay?" He tells me.

I nod my head and then lay on my side to try to get the dizziness to go away. Dean sits back down on the couch. Sam finishes his breakfast and gets up and sits down at the desk. He opens his laptop and starts to work on let's his thoughts wonder to what Morgan was saying about alternate realities and alternate worlds. "Is it possible they exist?" "What if they do exist, why would she be talking about them in the first place?" Dean gets up and walks over to Sam.

"Sam do you think Ash would know about Alternate realities and alternate worlds?" Sam closes his laptop. "I don't know, but it wouldn't hurt to ask." Sam pulls out his cell phone and dials the number. "Hi, Ellen is Ash available?" "Okay, can you have him call me as soon as he gets up?" "Okay thanks, bye."

Sam closes his cell phone. "He's sleeping." Dean finishes his breakfast and gets up. He goes in the bathroom. Sam walks to the bed with Morgan in it and gently touches her tiny forehead with his huge hands. "No fever." He thinks to himself.

Dean comes out and walks over. "Any change?" Dean asks. Sam takes his huge hand off her tiny forehead and shakes his head. "No fever." He answers. "What do you think brought on the fever?" Sam asks as he sits down at the desk and opens his laptop.

Dean sat down on the couch and turned sideways; he let his arm rest on the back of the couch and watched Sam on the laptop. "The gash or maybe the cut on her arm, but how would I know." Sam types away as Dean turns the TV on.

I must be dreaming. The guy who plays Castiel is standing next to me as I'm in the bed sleeping. "I know who you are Castiel." I tell him. "I know." He answers back. "You don't show up until later in the series, but what are you doing here now?" I ask.

Castiel turns and looks at me. "Morgan I need you to make a choice." I raise an eyebrow? "What do you mean?" I ask him. "Stay or go back to your world." He answers in his serious voice. "Is this a trick?" I ask. "If it is, it's not funny."

"No trick." He answers. "How long do I have to think about it?" I ask, not sure what it's about. Castiel never smiles so I have a feeling I'm not going to like the answer. "Not long." I walk up to him and touch his trench coat and his tie. "Explain to me what happens if I say yes to stay or if I decide to go back." I finally tell him as I look down at myself sleeping.

Castiel clears his throat. "If you decide to stay, the memories of your other life in the other world will be erased along with any knowledge of what happens to the Winchesters in their future here." Castiel I tell him "Season 4 they find out that there are books about them and that they have fans and stories are written about them by a guy who turns out to be a prophet I guess." Castiel nods his head. "I know, but that's in the year 2008 and won't happen here."

"Okay so I get to remember the Winchesters and stay in contact with them?" I ask. Castiel nods his head. "Yes, but like everyone else here you won't exist on the TV show in your world." I raise an eyebrow. "Do I get to see them or talk to them in this world?" I ask. Castiel nods his head. "Yes, but in your world you don't exist, because as you know it's a TV show." I think for a moment, because I'm curious. "Will Sam and Dean know who I am if I stay?" Castiel nods his head. "Yes, this world is real in this reality and anybody they meet they remember, but in your world it's just a TV Show and on that TV show Sam and Dean never meet you and they have to go by what's written for them on the show."

"So this reality is real to everyone who's here and even the people who live here and don't appear on the show." Castiel nods his head. "Alternate worlds and realities are more common then you humans think, because if there was just one reality…." I cut him off. "Castiel I get the picture."

"What if I went back to my world and time, would I remember everything from my time here?" I ask. Castiel nods his head. "Yes, but nobody will believe you as on your world it's just a TV Show." He answers and adds. "You'll just write it as a story and they will only believe it as a story, not that it really happened."

'If I stay will I stay my age or go back to the age I was in 2006?" I ask him. Castiel grins. "You are already the age you were in 2006." "Hmm so I'm 32." Castiel nods his head. "If you want I can give you a new life here."

I raise an eyebrow. "I don't want to be a hunter, but I would like to still have a nice job, apartment and keep in touch with Sam, Dean, Ellen, Ash and Jo." I tell him. "You know that Sam and Dean are always on the road hunting and." I cut him off. "It's their job."

"Morgan you will know that they are actual people, because in this world this isn't a TV show and books are not being written about them here, because they are actual people that exist to everyone here." Castiel continues. "They still be in your life, just not as much as they wish they could."

I finally bring it up. "If I do stay here and if I do die here, where will I go?" "Where do you think, it doesn't matter what alternate world you are on or alternate reality it is the same in all of them, you would go to heaven."

I think for a moment. "Do I live a long life here or do I die young?" I ask him. "A long life and I can't tell you anymore." Okay this is the moment I had waited to ask this important question. "What happens to me in my world, do I simply get erased or I'm I a missing persons?"

Castiel puts his hand on my shoulder. "I can tell you that angels we can travel through time, alternate worlds and realities, just as I know that in your world Supernatural is a TV show and that the show has a very big following."

Sam and Dean stand next to the bed Morgan is sleeping in and watch her. They watch as she is moving in her sleep as if she's dreaming. Sam gently puts his huge hand on her small forehead. "No fever." Sam takes his huge hand off her forehead. They watch her closely.

"I don't like my world Castiel." Castiel nods his head. "That's why I put those words on your computer screen and took a chance for you to say the words out loud, so you could see what it was like to be in this world." So that's what happened. "You did that?" Castiel nodded. "Yes, I will do that for people once in awhile or I'll give them ideas like I gave the guy in your world an idea for the show Supernatural."

Okay now I understand. "So you're the one that gave the creator the idea of the show Supernatural in my world?" I asked. Castiel nods his head. "Yes, I did, but he did the rest himself."

I hit him on the arm. "Well the current writers in my future world after Mr. Kripke left screwed it up big time; you wouldn't like what they did to the show now." "That's not my fault; I only planted the idea in his head, the rest was up to him and the direction it took."

Castiel touches the arm I hit and then told me."Okay let's go over this one more time." I nod my head. "If you stay here, I'll erase all of your memories of your world of that world as if you didn't exist there and anything else that you know of them that you know from the show called Supernatural." I nod my head. "You will have a new life here in this world and anybody else who has met you has yet to meet you will know you."

"I have one question." Castiel looks down at me. "What is it?" "Does anybody write about Sam and Dean and their life here and turn them into books?" I ask. Castiel sighs. "No." He finally answers. "They are real here as real as you, Sam and Dean. When I give you a new life, you will know everything to know of this world and only this world." He continues. "Someone may write about you as stories with the Winchesters in your world as fanfiction it is called, but other than that you won't know if they do or not."

I sigh. "Okay." I finally answer. "So I need to know." I have one last question. "If I agree and say yes, will I still be in this motel when I wake up?" Castiel nods his head. "Yes, you will, but you will not remember that you are from the year 2013, alternate realities or alternate worlds or anything about the world you can from." "What you will remember is that your name is Morgan Jacobs and you are 32 years old and then well the boys will have to help you out to find out the rest about you now that you have a life in this world."

"So I'm a case for them?" Castiel nods his head. "Yes, but only here and as fanfiction in your world and not an episode on the TV show Supernatural in your world." "Okay I would like to stay here." I tell him and he reaches out and touches my forehead and everything goes black.

(Okay I got the idea from the dream last night to have Castiel appear before her and give her a choice. If you had a choice, what would you do? I thought it would be interesting to write. Leave a review if you want and let me know what your choice would have been.)