Dean couldn't help but stare. It was like looking into a mirror.
A twisted mirror.
Where he was never consumed by the Mark.
Where he never traveled to Purgatory.
Where he never suffered alone without his brother.
Where he never sold his soul and went to Hell.
Where he wasn't Dean Winchester.
No.
Here, he was Jensen Ackles.
Thanks to a quick google search on his phone, lucky it worked in this twilight zone, he found the basics.
He was married to Dannell, a gorgeous actress who had born a daughter and a set of twins. And man was that brunette HOT! She was never on the show, but she expressed interest playing a humanfied Impala.
Dean snorted, while this chick was gorgeous, the idea of his beloved Impala being human seemed too out there, even for him.
He did wonder however if he would ever find someone as caring as the woman. While he knew he was far too damaged to bring children into his life, he could appreciate the family pictures the actor had. Him and Dannell always dressed to nines at dozens of red carpet events and conventions. Meanwhile a daughter, around 3 smiled with a pair of twins, a boy and a girl. They were named JJ, Zeppelin and Arrow respectively.
He chuckled, wondering if the actor's portrayal of himself had influenced his name choices. As Led Zepplin was one of his favorite bands of all time.
He glanced up as the man himself Jensen ran out on stage, waving to the crowd.
It was so unlike himself.
Jensen smiled and waved, dancing to the funky epic music that played. He wore a Batman shirt under a loose jacket and actually had a full beard. He ran and jumped in Jared Padalecki's arms who had stood up at the table, fangirling over his co star.
It was a sight that made Sam squirm. His actor was as tall as he was, a rarity he knew. Not only that but he had a full beard and wore a beanie. He had come out on stage when Gabriel/Richard had announced him. The only way he could be described as was that Jared was like a giant hyperactive dog.
Jared flew across the stage, blowing kisses to his fans and laughing. He held out his arms as Jensen jumped into them and they spun in a circle like goofballs. He pouted when Jensen took a seat and collapsed next to him, clearly not upset as he poured Jensen a glass of water.
Jared watched in amazement as hordes of fans screamed when Jensen removed Jared's beanie. It seemed his long curling hair was like gold. That was how much they seemed to love it. He shrunk in on himself, reminded of his research the last time he was in this Wonderland.
Jared had married Fake Ruby, err Genevieve who he had met on the Supernatural set. They had moved in together in a massive mansion near set and seemed to be content with their otter protection charities and massive photo shoots all over the place.
Since then Gen had given birth three times, two boys and a little girl and Sam had smiled at the pics on Google. Jared had revealed he had depression, surely side effect of playing a messed up character like Sam and had started a movement called Always Keep Fighting.
Sam looked up as two producers and two more actors followed.
Cas frowned at the ensemble. He had been told by Sam and Dean a long time ago his doppleganger had been killed by Virgil, one of his own brothers. When he had been summoned here to protect this world from unknown dangerous blood magic, he had no idea Balthazar meant himself.
Over his years as the Winchesters' guardians he had seen strange humans, possessed ones even stranger but the one who looked like his vessel Jimmy...
The man danced across the stage, hugging the actor known as Mark Sheppard, who looked like Crowley. He watched the man sit down, all smiles and laughter in front of a seat marked for Misha Collins.
Castiel ticked his head to the side, trying to understand why the fans hollered at the actor as he whispered into the microphone about a "Mishapocalype" and "Gishwhes".
He closed his eyes, searching out once more for any magic. Maybe this man had been saved by a spell, but no he was not touched by any magic. He focused harder tuning into Balthazar's angel radio.
With a clap of thunder Cas blinked, shaking his head.
"What is it?" Dean asked, looking to him.
"Balthazar just shut me out," Cas explained, noticing yet another difference between him and his squeaky voiced twin, "I do not understand."
"It might be a spell," Sam suggested.
"Or he's just being a dick," Dean grumbled.
"He said he needed our help. Why not be here?" Cas asked.
"Cause angels don't like cleaning up after themselves," Sam grumbled.
"Will you three shut up?" The girl next to him snapped, "Some of us are trying to enjoy the panel!"
With a cold glare that rivaled any monster, the boys fell silent. The girl huffed angrily and looked up eagerly at the screens where the cast was being filmed.
The boys watched in fascination as Richard and Rob tossed question after question towards producers and the actors. Each of them laughing off the absurdity of actually getting to film Season 13. They talked about the ever expanding Men of Letters society and how Sam and Dean would meet with the original order in England during the premiere. They brought up the possibility of Jodi, Claire and Alex in a spinoff. They talked about bringing back Jeffery Dean Morgan who played John Winchester. Soon after they began taking questions from the crowd who dug in deeper into the mythos consequences and details of the show.
Dean squirmed at the thought. As he covertly combed through the books Chuck, err God had written about their lives, he knew certain events would always transpire. It was simply how and when that was the question. After Fangirl 99 aka Becky had leaked unpublished copies, God had given no more books. And the books only went up to when he met Amara and he tried to kill her. After that he was driving blind.
Of course hearing the cast and fans discuss events that had happened in Season 12, (God what the hell happened that gave them 12 years of this crap?) Dean felt his stomach drop.
Sam on the other hand wanted to bolt out of the room. He wanted to punch the nearest security guard and escape the cramped room. In the latest season Lucifer had threatened to kill his mother and Sam had supposedly offered himself as a vessel once more.
Billie the Reaper though had other plans, killing Sam.
Now it was all speculation weather Sam was in Hell, Heaven or beyond in the Void.
Sam was not exactly a fan of that ending.
So Sam squirmed as Jared, happy and healthy and normal as ever joked about being bunk buddies with Julian, an actor who apparently played Death on the show before.
While Dean was frozen in shock, and Sam fighting the urge not to run, Cas watched the actors banter and play. The sensation of freedom was so unusual, he thought, so normal. But then again, he wasn't assigned to take orders from a celebrity, but from Dean Winchester once he had raised him out of the pit.
Of course it seemed that was the only good thing Casteil as a charcter had going for him. Cas slumped in the chair as Misha recounted being written out for weeks at a time for surgery due to his attack by a "crazy fan" but he was glad to be back as a full time cast member and how Cas would gain back his angel powers through God.
At this Cas perked up as Misha laughed about having real angel wings time and not shadows on the wall.
With only a few minutes left in the panel the last fan walked up to the podium that was set up and spoke.
"My name is Lynn Jensen and first of all I want to say thank you for 13 years of awesome hunting!"
At this the crowd went into an uproar, cheering as the cast and producers bowed and thanked her back.
"I just have to ask one question," She said, "What would you do if you found yourself in that reality? You as you, not as Sam and Dean or Cas and Crowley?"
The crowd laughed and threw out suggestions as the cast contemplated.
"Steal Dean's car!"
"Go to the Bunker!"
"Kill a demon!"
"Sleep with an angel!"
Finally Jensen spoke into the mic, his green eyes lighting up with amusement.
"Definitely not go on a road trip with Crowley."
The crowd erupted in laughter.
"Excuse me," The actor, Mark spoke, "But Crowley is an amazing fellow and he deserves shotgun not the Moose."
More laughter.
"Well I for one wouldn't like it. Only because I tried to kill my wife," Jared smiled as the crowd screamed.
"I think you guys would do ok," One of the producers, Bobby Singer grinned, "Except Misha, him and Cas would sit around and talk bees all day."
Jared spit up water as Misha stood up half angry half amused.
"That is not true! It all depends if I have my angel powers or not!"
The crowd roared and cheered.
"Misha," The girl said simply into the mic and the crowd quieted.
"Yes hun?" He asked softly.
"Of course you would have your powers. Why the command of the Illuminati have said so!"
With a snap and a whip of her arm, the girl drew a long bo staff out of thin air. She grabbed it and launched it to the ceiling.
"In the name of the Light, bring forth the Illuminati!"
Cas and the brothers quickly moved to the side as chaos erupted.