Title: Reader's Special: First Edition - One Shot Reward Fic Collection

Author: Disasteriffic Kaz

Info: A collection of One Shot Reward Fics for Prompters of my Reader's Special: First Edition. Features many seasons, hurt/limp/awesome/caring!Sam/Dean/John/Bobby See each chapter for specific info for each one shot reward fic.

Author's Note: The Reader's Special: First Edition was such brilliant fun thanks to all the wonderful people who prompted the story for each chapter that I offered each prompter a One Shot Reward fic of their choice. None of the chapters contained in this Fic are connected. Each one is a stand-alone one shot per the Prompters request. Thank you to all of you who prompted the Reader's Special! You were fantastic!

Chapter Info: For Kelisem: I have wondered what happened to Jared and Jensen during The French Mistake.(6x15) I would like to see them somehow observing everything Sam and Dean do, but they can only interact with each other. Really want to see Jared's reaction to Sam heading off with Gen. By the end,.I hope they act more like the real Jared and Jensen. Maybe have them come back to their reality back at the beginning of the ep, where only they know something happened (so the while crew doesn't die). What do you think?

A/N: Holy crap this was tough! Two sets of boys at once? My Muse almost couldn't handle it. She was cowering behind the chair and refusing to come out until Sparkiebunny unstuck me with a brilliant way to do this! Thank you Callie! *hugs* You're fudgin' awesome!

Also, the delay on postings is due to me coming down with the fudging plague. :P I mean Flu. Ahem.

Do please Review once you've read. :D Every comment and vote of support helps keep me writing. Not to mention if I've pooched anything, someone can always tell me. :P

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"Jensen?" Jared Padalecki rolled to his side and groaned. "Next time the stunt guys go through the window." He muttered and looked blearily around. Jensen Ackles lay next to him and stirred. He poked his shoulder. "Hey, you ok?"

"So, no angels?" The voice was his and Jared looked up in shock to see…himself standing over him

"No angels I think." A second Jensen said and Jared gave his head a firm shake but they were still there as he looked back up.

"What the hell is going on?" Jared turned back to see Jensen, the first Jensen staring at their doubles.

"Jared?" Jensen said, looking between them and Jared nodded.

"Okay, I'm confused." Jared said and then looked up at himself again, jaw dropping.

"Should we be…killing anybody?" Other Jared asked.

"I don't think so." Other Jensen replied.

"Dude. What the hell?" Jensen climbed to his feet with Jared and they watched…themselves and the crew swarming around them. "Robert!" Jensen shouted but the Producer didn't even glance up. Jensen skirted their doubles and went over to him behind the bank of monitors, Jared following behind him. "Robert, who the hell are those guys?" When he didn't answer, Jensen reached out to grab his shoulder and his hand passed through.

"Oh…my…god." Jared's eyes widened into saucers and tried to touch the monitors with the same effect. "What…are we…dead?"

"What? No!" Jensen shouted, terrified and confused. "I mean, we…we can't be. Are we? No! Okay." He turned back to look at their doubles being led off for make-up and an interview. "Dude, we're dreaming."

"Wait, both of us?" Jared's brows rose. "Like…together?"

"Stranger things have happened man." Jensen walked over toward his double as other Jared arrived. They listened to their conversation, following them outside and he slapped his head. "Jared, we're dreaming about ourselves being Sam and Dean."

"Why would we dream about that?" Jared listened to the men and smirked when other Jensen began praying for Castiel to appear. "Dude, you look like an idiot."

Jensen shoved him. "Right, you know how goofy you look when you start rockin' the Sammy puppy dog eyes?" He pointed and Jared laughed. "What the hell, man, why not? It's a friggin' dream, a free ride to our subconscious. Might as well enjoy the ride." Jensen shrugged and then pointed. "Hey, there's Misha!" Their dream selves saw him at the same time and ran.

"Are you sure we're dreaming?" Jared asked suddenly. "I mean, we don't, you know…do anything together. Why would we dream together?"

"Hey, why don't we?" Jensen asked, chuckling as Misha started Twittering or whatever the hell it was. He followed their dreamselves to his trailer, Jared at his side.

"I dunno." Jared shrugged. "I always thought you were a little, you know…"

"Stuck up? Yeah I thought the same thing about you." Jensen grinned and Jared laughed.

"What do you suppose dream us is up to?" Jared wondered as they listened to them discussing Angels and spells as though they were in a scene.

"Sounds like we're…I mean they're trying to get home or something." Jensen peered at the strange sigil his dream self held up. "This is turning into one strange dream."

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"Get your dream feet off my couch." Jared slapped Jensen's shoulder with a smirk as his dream self, Dean snored cheerfully away on the long leather couch. "So in our dreams we think we're our characters and start hunting down desiccated body parts of saints for obscure rituals. We are six kinds of screwed up."

Jensen laughed as dream Sam came around the corner at the same time as Genevieve returned. "Dude, could dream you be more awkward with your wife?"

"Shut up." Jared said, watching his dream self and his wife with a scowl. "You know, I know it's a dream and all but dammit that's still disturbing." He sighed as his wife pulled Sam up the stairs after her. "Why is he so weird with her? Gen's awesome!"

"Don't know what to tell ya man." Jensen shrugged. "But your dream-you looks pretty damn awkward. Maybe you don't really like her as much as you think you do."

Jared shot him a sarcastic glare. "Yeah and maybe we're both really 'Hunters' going around killing ghosts and demons and shit every day. It's a dream, dumb-ass."

Jensen smirked and conceded. "Point taken."

"Gen's the best thing that ever happened to me." Jared said softly. Jensen clapped him on the shoulder.

"Yeah she is dude." Jensen smiled at the surprise on his face. "Man you never smiled so much before you two got together." He shook his head and looked longingly at his doppelganger's discarded beer. "Man I wish we could touch things."

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"Man we are whooping that guy's ass!" Jensen and Jared stood to the side as their dream selves, Sam and Dean beat the piss out of the Angel chasing them. "Do we look this cool on screen?"

"I hope so." Jared grinned and then gasped as Sam and Dean were suddenly pulled backwards through the motel set's window. "Whoa!"

"Jared?" Jensen called as his vision started to white out and it felt as though the room was spinning. "What…" He never finished the sentence as the swirling sensation sucked him down and into oblivion.

Jared shook his head and raised it slowly, looking up blearily. "Crap." He breathed and saw Jensen stirring beside him. "What the hell happened now?"

"Jared! Jensen! Good take!"

Both men looked up and realized they were sprawled on the pads in front of the now empty window of Bobby's house set where the whole dream had started. They looked up to see Robert Singer, the Producer turn away with a smile back to the monitors.

"Whoa." Jensen pushed himself up to his knees. "We get knocked out or something when we went through the window?"

"You remember…that dream?" Jared asked cautiously and Jared nodded.

"Yeah. Ok, that was freaky." Jensen stood and reached down, pulling Jared up with him.

"Jared! We need you for a few minutes!" A blonde woman, the interviewer strode over and took his arm, pulling him away as he followed in a fog.

The rest of the day passed the same for them, as though they were in a fog. They found Misha at one point and each gave the man a short hug. Having seen him 'die' in their dream they both felt relieved to see him alive and walking around. Both men giggled as they left a flustered Misha tweeting once more about their antics and ended up in Jensen's trailer.

Jared flopped onto the leather sofa and stared blankly at the television while Jensen grabbed them both a beer. He dropped onto the sofa next to Jared and handed him one.

"Dude, that was bizzaro world or something." Jensen said finally and took a long pull from his beer.

"Yeah but it was…I dunno, revealing." Jared glanced over at him. "We've been at this six years man. We should be closer than we are."

Jensen snorted a laugh and drank again. "Like Sam and Dean you mean?" He shook his head. "Wouldn't be where I am without you, I know that." He said, serious all of a sudden. "Can't believe I'd never bothered to go to your house before."

Jared nodded. "We should do this." He raised his beer and clinked it against Jensen's. "You know, hang out. Be…well, friends."

Jensen bumped his shoulder against Jared's and grabbed the remote. He flipped the tv on, smiling as a Hockey game appeared and sat back. "No more ignoring each other." He chuckled to match Jared's and together they leaned back to watch the game, matching each other beer for beer while their alternate selves in their alternate universe did the same with a bottle of Bobby's Hunters helper.

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Okay…I don't know if this was really good or really awful so I'll let you tell me. LOL Hope it was alright Kelisem!