The Chronnyles: Ronny's Supernatural Experience

Chapter 6

A/N - And here I bring to you the last chapter.

It took 5 and a half more agonizingly slow hours to get back to the bunker. I always thought it would be fun to ride with the Winchesters. But I guess I was wrong about how awesome it really is.

Bensen was over joyed to be at the bunker. He was skipping after Sam and Dean. He was all but giggling the entire time. When we made it to the library I saw someone truly amazing. He was sitting in a chair with his feet propped up on the map thing-y in the middle of the room.

His name was Chuck.

Well, actually, He just liked to be called Chuck. He's really God. Sam and Dean looked at each other as if something had just clicked.

"You guys were gone a while." Chuck said casually.

"What are you doing here Chuck?" Dean asked looking like he already knew the answer to the question.

Chuck dropped his feet to the ground and stood up, "You know the answer Dean." Chuck replied as if he were reading my mind.

I looked at Bensen who was staring mouth agape. I looked back at Chuck and kneeled even though I knew he really didn't like it when people did that.

"M'Lord." I said head bowed in complete respect and admiration.

"Aw, don't bow," Chuck said, "And, please, it's Chuck."

I hesitantly stood up, "G- Chuck. I'm sorry it just doesn't feel right to call you that. So, I'm just going to compromise and not call you anything, ever. But, um, did you bring us here?"

Chuck nodded, "I did, yeah."

"Why?" I asked curiously, "I mean, why me? Why us? Out of the millions of Supernatural fans, why did you choose us?"

"Ronathon, I chose you because you have been praying to come here twice a day every day for the past ten years."

"Wait, wait." Dean interrupted, "Your name's Ronathon?"

"Sure is." I replied.

"I thought it was Ronald." Bensen said

"Ronald? What kind of name is Ronald?"

"The real kind." I heard Sam mutter.

"Hey! Ronathon is obviously a real name. Cause that's my name and I'm very real!" I yelled angrily, "Unlike you."

"Sorry." Sam said holding his hands up in surrender.

"Why'd you bring him here?" I jabbed my finger in Bensen's direction.

Chuck shrugged, "I know why I brought him here. So why don't you tell me why you think I brought him here."

I smiled, "I think it was an accident."

"Hey!" Bensen exclaimed.

"Oh, shut up. You've only seen season 11. You are not a true fan unless you have seen every single episode at least twenty times. And I. Am the biggest most mega fan this universe has ever seen!" I started crazy laughing, after a minute of seeing their unsettled faces I abruptly stopped and straightened myself, "I thought you didn't answer prayers."

"I usually don't. But I got kinda bored. And you're a committed fan. I like that about you."

I inwardly freaked out about that and outwardly did too, "God likes something about me! I mean, of course he does. He has to love a lot of things about me, right? Yeah, we're His kids, and a parent loves all of their kids. I was about to say equally but I stopped myself because I know you don't love all of your children equally. Yeah, You've admitted it. Lucifer's your favorite. I saw it. Bensen saw it. Millions of other people saw it too." I giggled and slightly twitched.