TV Show No Longer

Bedroom To Impala

One night, I was curled up in my blanket in bed watching reruns of Supernatural. I had just started the episode called 'Bedtime Stories', when all of a sudden the window bursts open and a gust of wind blows paper around the room. I cover my eyes and try walking over to the window when all of a sudden, everything goes quiet. When I uncover my eyes, I discover that I am no longer in my warm, cozy bedroom.
Instead I'm in the back seat of a car with two guys that are yelling at each other.
"I don't understand Dean. Why not?"
"Because I said so."
"We got the colt now."
"Sam."
"We can summon the cross roads demon, pull the gun on her and force her to let you out of the deal!"
"We don't even know if that would work!"
"Well then we'll just shoot her. If she dies then the deal goes away!"
"We don't know if that will work either Sam! All you're pitching me right now are a bunch of 'ifs' and 'maybes' and that's not good enough because if we screw with this deal, you die!"
"And if we don't screw with it, you die!"
"Sam enough! I am not going to have this conversation."
"Why? Because you said so?"
"Yes! Because I said so!"
"Well you're not dad!"
Dean paused at his remark.
I realized then that this isn't just any car and those aren't just any guys. I'm in a 1967 Chevvy Impala.
More importantly, it's Dean's Impala and those guys are Sam and Dean Winchester.
Dean spoke again more calmly, "No but I am the oldest."
He then raised his voice again slightly, "And I'm doing what's best! You're going to let this go, you understand me."
Sam didn't reply and the car went quiet.
I decided this might be the only chance I'll get to speak before they start fighting again.
"Um excuse me?" I start.
Dean slams his foot on the break and they both turn around to face me.
"Who are you and how did you get in my car?" Dean says a bit pissed off.
"Dean." Sam says trying to get him to let up a bit.
"What?" Dean says look at his brother.
"You don't have to be so rude."
"She's in my car! I just want to know why and how we didn't notice her."
"Umm guys?" I say trying to stop another argument.
They both look back again at me.
"I don't know how I got here, I was hoping you'd know." I say running my hand through my hair a little stressed out.
"Here, why don't we stop at a Motel and we'll get this all sorted out and get you some clothes." Sam suggested. My eyes went wide and I look down realizing that I'm just in a sports bra and shorts.
"Y-yeah. Th-that'd be g-great." I stutter.
Sam looked over at Dean but he was looking at me. His eyes, before filled with anger, are now full of lust and curiosity.
Sam smacked his shoulder, "Dude. Give her some respect and stop eye raping her."
Dean shook his head and turned back to the steering wheel.
"Oh uh yeah. Sorry." He said absentmindedly. Dean started up the Impala again and began driving. Sam turned around and faced me again.
"I'm Sam by the way. And this is my brother Dean." He said with his adorable smile that he uses when he tries to show he's not the bad guy.
I giggle. "I'm Eliza."
"Sorry we had to meet in such a way."
"It's alright." I reply and shiver slightly.
"Oh. Here." Sam says, pulling off his jacket and passing it back to me.
"Thank you." I pull on his jacket and am quickly met with the warmth from when Sam was wearing it.
"It's no problem."
"So uh Eliza, where are you from?" Dean asks, glancing at me through the rear view mirror.
"I'm originally from Haven, Maine but I just recently moved to Kelowna, BC for my job."
"Wow that's quite a jump between the two." Sam says intrigued.
"Yeah it is. It was hard to get used to at first but now it's my second home."
"Do you live with anyone?" Dean asks.
"No not really. I mean my friend, Lola, comes over so often she practically lives there." I say laughing slightly.
"We're here." Dean announces suddenly while parking the car.
"Umm where exactly is here?" I say getting out of the car with the guys.
"Maple Springs, New York!" Dean replies, his arms wide open to the motel.
I stumble back and trip on something but Sam grabs me before I hit the ground.
"Wh-what." I stutter.
"Woah Eliza, you don't look so good." Sam says looking worried.
"I'll go get the room, you stay with her and keep her safe." Dean directs running off.
I feel light headed and my eyelids felt like they weighed a ton.
"No no no Eliza. Stay awake." Sam says. He picks me up bridal style and his voice just sounds far away. I struggle to keep my eyes open. I hear another voice and hazily see Dean approach before everything goes black.