Role.

Twelve.

Everyone was dressed in character. So much plaid. Jesus.

Jensen put on a stern face beside Jared and Castiel was beside them, I sat down in front of them with one arm supporting me and my left leg was slightly bent while my right one laid flat on the ground. The background was completely black.

Mark stood behind Jensen and Jared in his Crowley clothing.

Three shots were taken and then they made the guys break. "Misha and Veronica. You're up." The camera man said.

"I want you to wrap your arms around her waist and look at this pink elephant toy hanging here." He pointed to just beside the camera.

Misha wrapped his arms around me and placed his head on my shoulder.

"Now, Veronica move your hands on top of his." I placed my hands carefully on top of his big ones. I had lost quite a bit of weight recently. The wardrobe committee had to run around grabbing new clothes and tailoring my jacket for Ariana. Everything I came here in was very loose. I guess living the vegetarian life with Jensen was paying off. I came here weighing 180 pounds, now I only weigh 145. The healthy weight for my age. Thank god for tofu.

I looked directly at the toy and I could feel Misha's breath on my skin making it tingle. Butterflies occurred in my stomach, but why? Maybe it was because I hadn't eaten since yesterday morning. Three flashes of light bounced through the room.

"Okay now turned to face each other and just stare into each other's eyes.

Great.

Fuck. My. Life.

Since when does Supernatural take photos like this? Well... They've never had a proper couple that lasted through a full season... So...

Misha turned to face me and I turned to him.

"Scoot closer or I won't be able to get a good shot" We shuffled a little closer and I giggled. Misha was shuffling like a penguin. I tried to keep a straight face but failed.

"C'mon guys!" The camera guys shouted at us. I settled down and looked into his deep blue eyes like they had asked us to do.

I could smell his cologne. As he breathed, I could smell his mint gum. Why was this bothering me now? I mean, it hasn't bothered me before. It's just Misha.

"Okay, now Jensen get in there with Veronica please." Misha winked at me and exited.

Jensen walked up next to me and we followed the directions to lean against the wall and stare at the other wall to our left. Next came Jared and I was placed on a chair- a very uncomfortable wooden chair at that. Jensen set an arm on my shoulder and Jared had his arms folded three more snaps.

"Now, Veronica you're going to have to exit." I walked away and an assistant took the chair. I walked over to Mark and I poured a coffee.

"So what's going on with you and Misha?" He asked as the black hair blue eyed man walked up and started taking photos.

"Nothing. Why?" I grabbed a stir stick and mixed the milk and sugar into the once-bitter coffee.

"Doesn't seem like nothing." He mumbled.

"Excuse me? He's just my friend." I looked at the three guys who were posing as their characters.

"That's what they all say." Mark walked off to the change rooms but before entering he looked at me.

"Miss Granger, you might want to change into your dress for the next shoot in five minutes."

I hissed under my breath. He knew I hated being called that. I quickly entered the small curtained off area and shoved on a tight fitting black dress and the pair of black sparkly shoes in which I would kill to own. After doing that I walked out and towards makeup. Well, I wouldn't say walk... More like stumble.