An hour later, after Misha and Casteil arrived, and subsequent introductions cleared up confusing identities, they got to the heart of things. Kay suggested the switch and the other two agreed.
On the condition that Sam, Dean and Cas told them everything about their reality.
Dean was not so keen on sharing whereas Sam would on the condition of sharing the prophecy.
Cas did not care either way as long as whatever magic had been unleashed was reined in.
"You're insane," Tye growled, "Magic is the only reason why half of us are alive! You want to destroy that?"
"The magic here is unnatural, it has dire consequences." Cas said simply.
"Dire consequences?" Kay asked, incredulous, "Without it, I couldn't have saved the guys!"
"With it, you endangered everyone here," Dean growled, "Magic doesn't belong in this reality."
"You think I care?" She demanded, "That's what you were told, not what we were told!"
"I want to know how exactly you all came to this?" Sam asked, "Not the prophecy, but what the Order of Three is and the Illuminati. We have to at least know who were fighting and why!"
"That I will gladly share," Lessandra spoke softly.
"The Order of Three came about two years ago. It was during a Supernatural convention. Smaller then Comic-Con, focused 100% on Supernatural. Some people got togeether outside of the convention, playing with old tailsmans and such. Someone began messing around with it and then they saw Sebastian Roche, who plays Balthazar. They went after him. Something went crazy and they ended up cutting his wrist. They were fanatics and burned it, making up some sort of spell. Somehow it changed everything."
"After that, whatever made up spells and rituals, it all became real," Tye continued.
"People could create weapons, tap into unknown energy fields, become stronger and faster. No one could explain it. Until Sebastian showed up again, but for some reason we saw him differently. We could see he was different. Just like we can see you guys differently."
"What do you mean by different?" Jensen asked.
"There's a certain energy to them," Kay explained, "It's just different being around them."
"I don't see it," Misha said, staring hard at Cas.
"You wouldn't," Kay smiled softly, "It's something you have to be trained to see."
"I still don't understand," Jared shook his head, "You talk about magic as if it's a part of you now. Al you did was cut some guy. Albiet a guy from another universe but how?"
"I think it's like crossing the streams," Dean said, "Balthazar was fine here, but the minute his blood made contact with something here, it affected that item. That item soaked up the magic in the blood, making the spell they used real."
"Exactly," Lessandra nodded.
"So how do you stop that?" Jensen asked.
"Leave that to me," Cas said.
"I still want to know about the Illuminati," Sam insisted.
"Of course," Kay nodded, "The Order of Three had been created soon after we discovered magic was real"
"Headed by three individuals who found each other, they created rules to keep the magic from being used wrong. Of course people got together and taught each other everything they could. Sadly a few of them decided that our gift could be used in the case of evil. 6 months ago, they broke away and began attacking people. Only through our own skills have we been able to keep them at bay."
"But why attack us?" Misha asked, "I was already a victim once, no thanks to alternate realities and stuff, so I'd like to know why I'm being targeted again."
"I'm sorry," Lessandra shook her head, "I can't share that with you."
"Bull!" Dean shouted, "You need to tell us why these actors are being targeted! You want us to switch places but won't tell us what to look out for!"
"Do not talk to me in that tone!" She snapped, "I am responsible for thousands of people here! People who are trained to go head to head with the Illuminati! You are not! The prophecy is not your concern! Your concern is to keep up the appearances of Jared, Jensen and Misha. They will stay here, under our protection! You will not train and you will not engage!"
"It's for your own good!" Tye pressed, "We can't risk losing you. You're too important."
"Enough!" Lessandra growled, "Kay, show them to their quarters. Be ready by dawn. You will follow Kay and her instructions. You will not improvise and you will play the part of dumb actors! We will handle the Illuminati! Not you!"
With an angry huff, Lessandra got up from the table and walked away.
"She means well," Tye said, "Remember, she has to run this entire operation. You coming in like this, it was never in her plans. The attack on Comic Con? We suspected, but never believed it would be carried out. Most of these battles happen on the side, not in public. Certainly not on this scale."
He got up, slower then Lessandra and followed her out.
"Are you serious?" Dean demanded, "Are you going to sit there and let them bench us?"
"Shut up," Kay growled, "You have no idea the danger you're already in. Pretending to be Jared and Jensen? Misha? That paints you as targets."
"But we have no idea why we're targets," Sam countered.
"I have to find the source of the magic. Then I have to destroy it," Cas insisted.
"Not tonight you don't," Kay shot back, "What? You three have something to say?"
She glared at Jared, Jensen and Misha who stayed silent.
"Didn't think so," She rolled her eyes, standing up, "Cmon."
She led the six men out of the room and to a mess hall. All of them followed the young woman awkwardly as they collected dinner, steak and potatoes, as they assembled at a table, they heard whispers follow them. They varied in awe to fear to excitement.
"Rikki!" Kay brightened as the young red head from Comic Con joined them. She wore a knee length green dress with black tights and boots. Her blue eyes sparkled as she waved Kay over.
"Glad you're alive," Kay smiled as she bumped fists with her.
"You kidding?" Rikki laughed, "We agreed only we can kill eachother."
"Got that right!"
"Nice catch," Rikki grinned, eyeing Misha, "Love your work."
"Thanks," Misha smiled.
"Sam and Dean rolled their eyes at eachother as people slowly approached their table, cooing over the actors. Cas raised an eyebrow at the affection and glanced at Dean.
"So I gotta ask," Rikki asked in between hordes of fans, "You two a thing?"
"Excuse me?" Cas asked.
"Ya know, Destiel, you heard of it right?"
"Ya, and it's gross," Dean groaned, "We're best friends. I don't like Cas that way, we're more like brothers."
"I feel the same," Cas nodded, "I harbor no romantic affection for Dean."
"Thank you!" Jensen called out.
"Aw you're crushing my dreams!" Misha pouted.
Laughter ensued as Jared poked fun.
"Any Samstiel love?"
"No," Sam grinned and shook his head, "Only as a brother."
"There's your answers ladies," Sam laughed, "Cas is a free agent!"
"Allow me to offer my services," Rikki grinned.
"Don't you have a boyfriend?" Kay teased.
"It's called upgrading," Rikki laughed with a wink.
Everyone laughed and joked through dinner, tensions falling between them and exploring more of the mountain.
Eventually Dean found a bar and Kay opened a tab. The night continued into a series of jokes, pranks and games as they consumed their fill. Eventually though Sam and Kay found themselves wandering outside the bar as Dean practiced beer pong with Jensen and Jared. Misha was posing with Cas and Rikki as photos were snapped.