Unexpected Twists (Supernatural Fanfic)

Chapter 3 - What the Hell Just Happened?

I'm in a building where dozens of people work daily and there's no friggin' bathroom? What the Hell! 

I swear I've been wandering around here for the past like twenty minutes looking for a bathroom. Okay maybe it was ten minutes. Whatever! How can there be no bathroom!? And everyone is too busy to ask. They just keep running about and I haven't been able to stop someone and ask. 

"Ugh." I say out loud to myself as I find yet another random hallway to search in. "Well I might as well try this hallway too." 

I make my way down the hall, surprised when it ends very abruptly. There's only one door located at the very end, and still no bathroom! At least I don't think it's a bathroom, there's nothing written on the door at all.

I try the handle, but when I touch it a shock zaps my fingers. "Ouch! What the hell!?" I jerk my hand away and shake it out. I take a deep breath and go to grab the handle again. But when I try to turn it, it's locked. I sigh, "figures" I think to myself. I turn away from the stupid door and start to leave to continue my search. "If I don't find a bathroom soon I'll miss meeting the guys! This is ridiculous." 

Just then, out of the corner of my eye I catch a bright purple flash coming from the crack underneath the door.  Yes, purple. One would think it would be blue or something right? Nope, it's a very bright purple light. The light grows and floods out from every crack around the doorway. It's brightness washes over me and I have to blink away temporary blindness. "Well that wasn't normal..." I turn back towards the door and give it a very suspicious glare. "Do I want to know what that was?" I make a decision. Yes, of course I want to know! But the door is locked...

Or is it? I try the door again and the knob turns without any resistance. Okay maybe it's not a good idea to go in there. What kind of doors unlock themselves? I don't hear anyone in there, what could have made that flash? There's only one way to find the answer to these questions. 

My grip on the door knob tightens and I very slowly open the door. It's dark inside the room, really dark. This just adds to my confusion. How can it be so dark when just a minute it ago it was completely lit up? I cautiously take a step forward to carry myself into the darkness and suddenly-

I'm falling. Why am I falling? How am I falling? Oh God am I going to die? This is weird, this is soo weird. What's going on?  Didn't I just step into a room? What kind of room has no God damn floor!! There's darkness still surrounding me and I can feel myself falling. It's not a normal kind of falling I can tell you that much. Did that make sense? Anyway, you know that feeling you get sometimes when you're falling in a dream and then all of a sudden you wake up in your bed with a very strange feeling in your stomach? Like your stomach just kind of like dropped to your feet? Yea, I have that feeling. But, there's no wind rushing around me, I'm not flailing or spinning through the air. I'm just... falling. Kind of gracefully actually. Who would have thought I could do anything gracefully. 

"Ouch!" I yell out as I hit a very hard floor face first. Alright, that part wasn't graceful. "Wow like my face wasn't already messed up enough" I grumble to myself. 

My fall only lasted about a minute, though it felt much longer. Sometime during that minute the darkness disappeared.

Oh God, I must of hit my head really hard. I try to sit up but my head is swimming and everything is blurry. From what I can see in my dizzied state, I'm in a musty, windowless room. There are boxes literring the floor and shelves piled high with dusty books and other crap covering the walls. "Where in the blazing hell am I?" 

All of a sudden I hear a man's voice calling from outside the door. It sounds like he's walking towards the room. "I'm just going to look for a book in here okay man!? We haven't checked the ones in here yet." He's yelling to someone else.  

I'm scared. I'm really scared actually. I have no idea what just happened to me, my head is dizzy, I can't see shit, I feel like I'm about to pass out, and there's someone about to find me. I wouldn't be able to defend myself if he turned out to be an ax murderer or something. But why an ax murderer would be looking for a book, I don't know. 

So, when the door is flung open, I'm about two seconds from passing out and absolutely terrified. But wait, what? My vision is very blurry and I'm obviously not seeing clearly. I swear to God, the guy standing in the doorway with a look of shock on his face (at least I think it's shock I'm really not sure at the moment) is- 

"Jared?" I say. That's when I pass out. 

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As I'm coming to, I hear voices.

"Who the hell is she is? Where did she come from?"

"I don't know man, I told you. I went into the room to grab a book and she was just there sitting on the floor. I mean, sort of sitting, she was kind of swaying and she was holding her head in her hand."

"You said she said something when she saw you."

"Yea, it seemed like she recognized me but she called me... Jared I think it was." 

"Jared?"

"Yea, weird huh?"

"Yea... weird. And look at what she's wearing!"

I'm finding it very, very difficult to open my eyes and focus on anything. All I can comprehend right now is that these guys are talking and they're loud. Really friggin loud and it's hurting my head.

"Can you guys pleaase shut up." I say. "My head is killing me."

I hear a sharp intake of breath from one of them. There's a rustle, like someone is getting up from a couch or something and then I feel someone standing over me. 

"You're awake!" I hear one of them say. I recognize the voice. It's the one I called Jared. No it is Jared. Isn't it? That's Jared Padalecki's voice. And the other one was Jensen!

"Obviously." I say very sarcastically. My eyes are starting to drift open and I try to blink away the blurriness.

I hear the other guy laugh. "Geez, not even fully conscious and she's sassy. She's like you Sammy." 

Sammy!? What? Okay now I'm awake.

My eyes snap open and I bolt upright. I'm sitting on a couch. How did I get on a couch? 

"Sammy!?" I exclaim. "No, that can't be right." 

"Whoa okay now she's awake." the one with Jensen's voice says. 

My vision having finally cleared, I can see them both easily. My eyes travel from one man to the other. Okay... Jensen, Jared, Jensen. Wait a minute why are they dressed like that? They're dressed like Sam and Dean. I take in my surroundings and I realize how familiar the place is. Not familiar because I've been there before, but familiar because I've seen it countless times on my television screen. 

"Whoaa." I grab my head because I suddenly feel very dizzy. Again. 

"Hey you okay?" The man that looks like Jared but is apparently not kneels down in front of me and puts his hands on my shoulders. "Why don't you lay down again."

I shake my head. "No, no I'm okay. I'm just confused." I look straight into his eyes and I can tell something is not right. There's too much pain in these eyes for any normal man.

Hesitantly I say to him, "You're not Jared Padalecki... are you?" and then to the other man standing behind him, "And you're not Jensen."

They both give me small smiles, "No sorry. We're not."

I know who they are now. Who they really are. But how is this possible? They're fictional! 

I look at these two impossible men standing in front of me and I can't help the small smile that my lips form. "You're the Winchester's. Aren't you." 

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A/N 

Just a little reminder that the Dean and Sam of my story are the ages they were in season one. I didn't want a big age difference between Jocelyn and them. Aaand, like I said before, this won't follow the timeline of the show very closely.