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SPN: Sam Winchester "Home"

           

Holy shit I am so late with this one! 8 fucking months! I bet you forgot. Jesus I am so sorry.

Imagine: being on a hunt when you end up in an alternate dimension...and engaged to a man named Jared Padalecki who is that dimension's Sam Winchester with whom you share a history with.

Notes: none, just 1001 apologies to @AmaiaHarris who requested this 8 months ago.

The warehouse was quiet as you walked in. Nothing moved, creaked, or breathed. You walk slowly flashlight raised as you advance inside. Something makes a high frequency squealing noise as you step inside one of the rooms. Raising your angel blade you decide against calling your friend, Cas, for backup. He knew you were here; but you knew this was handled. As you get closer to the noise you see a portal of some sort. It's glowing blue and white, shaped like a doorway. You draw closer and realize it's perfect height for you and only you. "What the hell is going on here," you murmur as you walk around the portal.

Something sharp is pressed against your back. "Drop the blade." A female voice demands and you slowly turn around, arms raised in surrender. The blade stays in your hand. "Now." The woman has red hair, and her own angel blade against your stomach. She presses the tip against your shirt, creating a hole. The blade clatters to the ground. The woman walks around to the entry of the portal. "Give the Winchesters my love," and with those final words she pushes you. Everything goes black.

"Y/N, darling, wake up." Your eyelids feel so heavy, as if cement is keeping them closed. Someone presses a light kiss to your neck. Scared, you force your eyes and body up with everything in you. You attempt to hit the intruder only to have your hand, covered in a blanket, hit a wall. The person chuckles. "Good morning to you too." You know that voice. You have been trying to hate that voice for the past three years. You slowly turn around.

Sam Winchester.

"Why are you talking with me?"

Sam laughs. "Cause Y/N you're my fiancé." You discreetly look at your left ring finger. As if to make today and stranger, there's a beautiful ring sitting on your finger. What the fuck is happening? "You alright Y/N? You're looking a little pale." Sam studies you for a moment.

"I'm fine Sam, stop fussing." That makes Sam smile.

"Very funny Y/N. Or should I say Charlie? Since that's your favorite character from the show." Sam presses a chaste kiss on your lips before rolling off the bed. He walks out of the room and you lay there watching his retreating figure.

A door slams shut and you hear a faucet running. Quietly as you can, you stand up and glance at the door one more time. You scan around the room and looking for a phone. You spy one by the nightstand at the other end of the bed. As you power it on you there's a photo of you as the wallpaper. You're standing up with your eyes screwed shut and your tongue out. Your thumbs are facing downwards. Photo-your shirt says Saving People, Hunting Things, the Family Business. You press the home button to unlock only to find a passcode. Sam walks back in the room, "Code is (Y/Birth/Year)." He grabs a shirt off the floor. "Pancakes okay for breakfast?"

You give him an absentminded thumb up as you open Safari. You pause for a moment unsure what to type in. You close out of Safari and scroll through the apps on his phone. 'Instagram? Sam hates social media.' You open the app and click on the profile. 'Jared Padalecki?' Jared's resemblance to Sam is uncanny. You scroll through the posts and see ones of Dean. The caption says: Season 12! Which, of course, only confused you more. You reopen Safari and Google, Jared Padalecki. As you scroll through everything you're shocked. Your entire life is a TV show? You scroll through things about Jensen Ackles, who plays Dean. The you from this placed that played the you from your life.