Heroes (We Could Be)

3) Dazed and Confused

This chapter's song title was sung by Led Zeppelin.

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*Bang!!!*

The shotgun went off and rock salt blasted from its barrels.

"What the hell, Lady?!" Dean yelled at Beck.

"What? I didn't hit you, you big baby. I'm a decent shot!" Beck shot back.

"Dean, there was a ghost behind you; probably Winifred Thatcher about to attack. She just saved your ass, man." Sam said trying to keep the amusement out of his voice

"Where'd you learn to shoot, girl?" Bobby asked pleasantly surprised.

"My grandfather started teaching me how to properly handle guns at the age of four." Beck grinned with pride.

"You could have warned me." Dean grumbled.

"There wasn't time." Beck said.

"How did you know to grab Dean's shotgun anyway?" Sam chose to ask to avoid a fight.

"Seen you guys do it plenty of times. The most was at the rise of the witnesses though." Beck explained

"You saw all that too, huh?" Dean asked.

"Yea. Like I said earlier when Sam asked, I've seen just about everything up to now. I also know a little more because of spoilers, trailers, and things like that." Beck replied a little exasperatedly to Dean.

"So ya said, but we still don't git how." Bobby reminded her.

"Oh, I'm sorry Bobby. Well, that's a little harder if I'm not losing my mind or dreaming all of this up. I'd really rather believe that either one of these options is the case." Beck answered.

"Why?" Dean asked with a confused frown.

"Because, that would mean admitting that I really just blasted a ghost, got rescued from nearly drowning by Sam Winchester, had CPR performed on me by Bobby Singer, and got into an argument with a rather sexy Dean Winchester. These things are just not possible! This farmhouse can't even be here because it was torn down by the last surviving member of the Thatcher family over sixty years after Black Falls was founded. That was over two hundred years ago." Beck explained.

"Well, it's definitely still here, girl. You're standing in it and so are we. What's so bad about admitting that all this is real?" Bobby wanted to know taking in Beck's explanation.

"Sexy, huh? I can live with that." Dean grinned.

"Oh Jeez, I'm sorry I said anything. I had forgotten about the overblown ego." Beck said looking over at Sam.

Sam snickered.

"To answer your question, Bobby," Beck sighed, "what is so bad about admitting all this is real is it means that I've just landed myself, somehow or other, in one of my favorite TV shows. That I am in fact in a different reality."

"TV show?" Dean asked becoming more than a little unnerved.

"Yup, Supernatural. Do you really need the plot?" Beck asked disbelievingly.

Sam pressed his lips together unsure whether to laugh at Dean's freaked-out look or to join him.

"So we look just like the actors in yer show." Bobby confirmed.

"You got it." came the affirmative reply.

"So, what's the name of my actor?" Dean wanted to know, his curiosity getting the better of him.