Baby

Help Me Baby

"Agh, How is Dean so hot?" I shouted at Kelly during our Supernatural marathon. I could hear her laughing from the kitchen.

"His cute but Sam is the best."

I scoffed at her. "Sam has messed up way more then Dean. Remember when we went to that convention last year Jared Padalecki you came up to his knee caps!"

Kelly came out of the kitchen holding a chefs knife in her right hand. "First off Callie, I came up to his chest for your information, and secondly you almost towered over Jensen. We probably looked like Willy Wonka and his personal oompa loompa." With that she entered the kitchen again ranting about how I insulted her height.

I couldn't help but laugh at her. Ever since we became friends in college we had shared a love for Supernatural and a even deeper love for cats. There seemed to never be a day that went by were we weren't sending each other cat gifs.

I turned my attention back to see Sam and Dean. They were lighting Charlies funeral pyre. This always made me sad. Charlie was so good for the boys and didn't deserve to die in such a horrible way. I pulled my knees up to my chest.

"Don't look so sad." Kelly sat down beside me handing me a one of the two bowls of popcorn she had. "Everything they love dies, which is sad but they are hunters so its kinda to be expected, but at least she didn't die in vain. Plus Dean is gonna murder the shit outta those Stynes for it."

I nodded chewing on some popcorn. Tonight was the season finally of season 10 and in order to prepare for the emotional damage we were about to receive, we had decided to watch the whole season all over again so our hearts were fresh for the feels.

"If Dean and Sam ever came to this world like in The French Mistake and you found them what would you do?" Kelly asked.

I racked my brain for a few seconds. "Oh god, I would probably explain to them that we don't have demons or angles here and then call you so you can distract Sam and leave Dean all to myself."

She giggled. "Oh my god, I have know idea what i would do with him!"

"Climb him like a tree?"

Kelly throw popcorn at me. "Shut up and watch the show."

Sitting the bowl of popcorn beside me I stood up. "I'll be right back."

Making my down the hallway past the kitchen, I turn into the bathroom. I turn on the water faucet and look at myself in the mirror. My green eyes seemed dull and lifeless today as well as my bright red dyed hair seemed to be fading fast. Maybe I should take a quick nap. I think to myself while splashing water on my face.

"I'm sorry about this darling." Pain shoot through my whole body causing me to fall over and bash my head on the sink while falling.

A figure stood above me looking down at me. "Don't stay out for to long. I have a job for ypu to do." Crowley? I thought before everything went dark.

"Do you need help?"

I bolted up, almost smashing my face into a cop? What the hell?

"Where are am?"Looking around, I was sitting on a bench in a trail in some woods. The cop stood back allowing me to get a better look at him. He was 30ish years old, over-weight, with a residing hair line, and mono-toned voice.

"You are in Lebanon, Kansas."

"What? Is this some kind of joke? Did Kelly put you up too it?" I stood moving quickly away from the cop and yell. "You got me! You can come out now!"

The cop cautiously walks toward me. "Ma'am you need to calm down and let me take you to a doctor."

"I am calm." I grab my phone out of my front pocket and go to call Kelly.

No signal. Fucking great. I put it back in my pocket. "Can you just point me in the direction of a gas station and let me call my friend."

"No ma'am, your bleeding you need a doctor."

"What are you talking about?" He points to my head.

I touch it- dried blood was cover my forehead but it didn't hurt.

"Its a flesh wound." I reassure the cop. "They bleed more when they are on the head. It doesn't even hurt."

"I cannot let you go till–" The cops eyes go wide, blood starts coming from his mouth. "Argh!" He fell to the ground with a loud thud.

"He was talking to much." A guy who looked and sounded like Crowley said stood right behind him with a bloody knife.

You stand shocked. Wait, not Crowley, Crowley isn't real.

"Who are you and Why are you dressed like that." You voice cracks a little. The cop didn't look like he was breathing.

Whipping the blood, fake blood it has to be fake, from the knife with his jacket, he begins walking toward you. "The names Crowley darling and i need your heart."

Suddenly two men in black suits were beside me holding my arms and kicking my legs back causing me to fall on my knees. I struggled tiring to get my arms loss.

"Are you fuckin' mad Crowley not real!"

The Crowley impersonator grabbed my hair holding my head up so i was looking at him. "I know this may seem weird to you, but it doesn't matter you'll be dead." His eyes went competently black. He placed the knife just inches above my heart.

I closed my eyes. I cannot believe I was about to die in the hands of a mad man.

Suddenly the Crowley released my hair as well as the men on my side. I opened my eyes to see Sam and Dean? These look-a-likes were beating the mans up and stabbing them??

"What the hell is going on?" I scream standing up. The Sam look-a-like looked up at me for a moment before stabbing the guy he was beating with what looked like a angle blade from the show.

"Some other time then." I turned to see the Crowley imperionator...vanish in black smoke?

The Sam look-a-like ran up to me. "Hey everything is going to be okay. Are you hurt What's your name?"

I stood staring at him. What was going on people cant vanish it had to be a trick. Yeah people cant do that of course it was a treat.

"What your name?" He asks me again touching my bloody forehead.

"Ummm, Callie. Who are you?"

"My names Sam and this is my brother Dean, We are going to help you."

I stepped away from him. "You can't be Sam his a fictional creator."

"It's okay, I'm real. I'm here to help."

I quickly turn around and start running. There is no way I'm staying near these lunatics any longer. Sadly I have the endurance of a human with a broken leg and one of them quickly caught up to me grabbing my arm.

"Stop running."

I instantly stood, I knew that voice. Turning around, the Dean look-a-like had grabbed me and was staring me down. "We aren't going to hurt you we just need to know way Crowley wants you."

"You're really him?" I whisper taken back. I had to be dreaming there was no way around it.

I pinch myself.

Pain.

Not dreaming.

My heart starts to pound and my breathing comes in short bursts. Sam is suddenly beside Dean. "What happened to her?"

"She's hyperventilating." Dean said to Sam. He places both his hands on my shoulders. "Callie I need you to calm down . We can take you someplace safe."

I shook my head. "No."

"Okay then." Before I could React Dean spun me around and hit me in the back of the head the whole world suddenly going dark. Again.