𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 || 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

Chapter 47 ~ He's Not Cas! (AKA Introducing Misha)

Episode: Season 6 - The French Mistake Pt. 2

"That's a wrap on Jared, Jensen, and Vanessa!" a woman shouted before walking off somewhere.

I shared a look with the brothers.

"W-who are-" Sam started to ask just as a different woman walked over to us.

"Jared! Three minutes, okay? Great," she smiled as she pulled on Sam's arm, dragging him along after her.

Dean and I gaped at each other in shock, so confused as to what was going on.

"Where are we going?" he whispered to Sam as we followed after him.

"Jensen! There you are! Let's just get you in the chair," another girl said, walking over to my boyfriend and propelling him away to the other side of the room.

She sat him down in a chair in front of what looked to be a make-up mirror, " Okay, hon, we're just gonna get this makeup off your face,"

She began to dab his face with a wet cloth and he laughed slightly, pushing her hands away, "Wha- I'm not wearing any ma-"

He stopped then and glanced down at the now-dirty cloth, stained with something dark. His green eyes went as round as saucers and I snickered at the horrified expression on his face. Suddenly, a hand grabbed my forearm and I was being propelled away myself.

"Vanessa, you're needed in wardrobe in twenty minutes. Oh, and Zac called earlier for you. He wanted to know if you were still interested in going out to lunch with him Friday," a red-haired girl was telling me, bobbed hair moving across her shoulders as she spoke animatedly.

I just nodded in response, still confused about this entire thing. Where were we even?! And who was Zac anyway?! After being "fitted" for clothes, I was reunited with the boys on "set". Together, we figured out what had happened. Apparently, this was all Balthazar's doing - from that spell.

"I'm just saying, we - we landed in some dimension where you're Jensen Ackles, you're Vanessa Hudgens, and I'm something called a "Jared Padalecki"," Sam was saying to us, frowning slightly.

I shrugged, "This whole thing is just bizarre,"

"So, what do you think? Cas?" Sam asked Dean and he nodded in response.

"'He's our best shot, if he's still alive," Dean admitted seriously as we dodged crew members on set.

Making sure no one was looking first, Dean closed his eyes.

"Dear Castiel, who art maybe running away from heaven, we pray that you have your ears on. So...breaker breaker..." Dean prayed before his green eyes fluttered open, landing on the angel who was standing away from us through an open doorway,"Cas? Cas!"

The three of us ran over to him through the doorway, walking out onto the "street" where he stood, crew members meandering around us.

"What is all this, huh? W-w-what did Balthazar do to us?" Dean asked once we had reached the angel.

He was silent a moment, looking down for a split-second before gazing back at us with a serious expression.

"To keep you out of Virgil's reach, he's cast you into an alternate reality, a universe similar to ours in most respects yet dramatically different in others," he explained, a bit overly-dramatic.

I frowned, tilting my head to the side. What was up with Cas?

"Like - like bizarro earth, right? Except instead of having Bizarro Superman, we get this clown factory," Dean grumbled to him.

"Um, yeah, well... Anyway, no time to explain," he said awkwardly and my frown deepened, "Do you have the key?"

"Cas, are you okay? You seem a little..." I trailed off, leaving my sentence unfinished as Sam handed the key to him.

"So, uh, what does this thing do, anyway?" Sam questioned as he handed over the keys to the angel's outstretched hand.

"It opens a room,"

"What's in the room?" Dean asked.

"Every weapon Balthazar stole from heaven," Castiel explained.

"He gave it to us?"

"To keep it safe until I could reach you. With those weapons, I have a chance to rally my forces,"

"Oh. Okay, good. Yeah. So, now, uh, what's the deal with all this TV mess?" Sam asked him.

"Pardon?" Cas asked, arching an eyebrow.

"Yeah. Amen, Padaleski," Dean complimented his brother.

"Uh, "lecki"," Sam corrected him.

" What?" Dean frowned.

"Lecki. Pretty sure," Sam shrugged.

"Man! Did they put out new pages?" Cas whined suddenly and I arched an eyebrow at him as he began to flip through pages of a booklet.

"New what?" I asked.

"I mean, is this some kind of cosmic joke?" Sam asked, disgruntled.

"Yeah, 'cause if it is, it's stupid, and we don't get it," Dean grumbled with Sam in agreement.

"Are you guys okay?" Cas asked, grinning goofily and loosening his neck tie.

I gasped, putting both hands over my mouth in horror, "C-Cas. Why - you just... Guys, he just loosened his tie! It's about to get real in here..."

"Give me that," Dean snapped suddenly, snatching the booklet from his hands before glancing back up at him, "What is - these are words in a script. This isn't Cas!"

"Dude, look at him!" Sam protested and I shook my head, eyes wide.

"How dare you! Impersonating an angel like that!" I screeched, jumping on him.

I would have tackled him to the ground if it hadn't been for Sam holding me back as I kicked my legs out, thrashing in his arms to get a good swing at the faux-angel.

"His name's Misha. Misha?" Dean looked up from the script, making a face before shoving it in the actor's chest.

"Let me at him, Sammy! FOR NARNIA!" I shrieked, kicking harder until Sam began to drag me away.

Dean grabbed the keys from him before following after us, "Misha? Jensen? What's up with the names around here?"

Sam released me then and I huffed up at him, crossing my arms over my chest and pouting.

"I could have taken him, Sammy," I sniffed.