Crisis on Infinite Earths

Are You Jensen Ackles!?

"It smells like crap down here," Dean's voice echoed through the long, dark tunnels.

"Well where else were we going to go," Sam replied with an annoyed tone.

"I don't know, anywhere but the gutter... I think I just stepped on a rat," Dean paused in his trails as a shiver passed through his body like electricity which caused his face to crinkle up in disgust.

"I'm gonna puke," Dean held his stomach as he spoke in a nasally tone.

"Look! Up there." Sam pointed to the small beams of light which peered through gaps in the lid of the gutter.

As he sped towards the light, Sam noticed a long metal rodded ladder which stuck firmly to the wall of the tunnel. Dean followed behind as they both began to climb the ladder with high hopes that they could get out.

Once Sam reached the top, he raised his palms face up and planted them on the lid of the gutter. The cold metal pierced his fingers as he pushed upwards with as much force as he could gather.

A grinding POP shot out of the crevasses of the lid and sent another loud echo through the tunnel.

A sigh escaped Sam's mouth as he climbed out of the tunnel and into the daylight.

Dean followed closely behind, viewing their surroundings.
A series of shops engulfed them, all animal related.

They slammed the lid back into its place with a metallic BANG!

Dean's eyes remained squinted for a few seconds due to the sudden change of light.

"Hey Dean," Sam said with a huff.

"Yeah, Sammy?"

"You think Cas and Charlie are okay?" Sam asked with worry coating his voice.

"Yeah, I do. They're both tough sons of bitches. They can get through anything," Dean sounded certain but still worried for their safety.

"Come on, let's go look for em. They can't be far," Dean took a few steps before Sam began to follow.

They walked along the footpath on the right, passing merchandise stores and mini stands which sold fairy floss and giraffe shaped icy poles.

Dean saw out of the corner of his eye, a group of girls whispering to each other and glaring at the brothers momentarily. The girls took out their phones and sneakily aimed it at the boys, taking a few snaps before they whipped it back into their purse.

"Well that was weird. Did you see that?" Dean whispered to Sam out of the corner of his mouth.

"Yeah. What was that about?" Sam replied.

"Well if I knew, I wouldn't be asking," Dean turned his head to look at the girls as they whipped their heads away suspiciously.

Dean heard one of the girl's whisper, "Go ask him," But their voices were still muffled.

What could that mean? Dean thought to himself.

A lady who wore a pink mid rift top pushed a girl who had long brown hair out of the group. She motioned the brunette towards the brothers with her fingers. A look of absolute terror spread across the brunette's face with peer pressure forcing her to begin to walk over to the brothers.

"Hey, Sammy," Dean whispered hoarsely.

"Yeah." Sam turned his head to face Dean.

"One of em's walkin over here," Dean nudged Sam with his right shoulder.

The girl approached the boys and slid in front of them, so they were forced to stand in place.

"Hi," the girl said in an innocent high-pitched whisper.
"Um, this is gonna sound weird, but can I please get a photo with you and Jared?" Her eyebrows raised as her body shrunk in on itself nervously.

Sam looked at Dean with stern eyes.

'Jared!?' Sam mouthed in a panicked manner.

Dean shrugged his shoulders and smirked

"Of course we'll take a photo with you," Dean said in a soothing voice as he motioned for Sam to join him.

The girl took out her iphone and slid her finger across the screen to take her into camera mode.

"Do you mind if my friends join? We're all HUGE fans!" The brunette waved her hand at the group telling them to come over.

Dean looked at Sam with excitement when he noticed Sam was obviously uncomfortable.

The girl handed her phone to a middle-aged woman who was holding the hand of her 9-year old son.

"Would you mind taking a photo of us? It's a really special occasion," the brunette asked the woman.

"Sure," the woman responded, ungrasping her hand from her child's small palm.

The girls all huddled into one group as they grabbed Dean and Sam's hand to pull them to the front. Two girls stood next to each of them and wrapped their arms around the boys backs.

"I call this one the Blue-Steel," Dean chuckled and squinted as his lips squeezed together to make several creases. He could feel the excitement radiate from the girl's bodies.

"Alright, all done," The woman said as she let one hand relax and handed the phone back to the brunette. She then began to walk off with her son.

"Thank you so much Jensen!" The girl leant in for a hug and wrapped her arms around his torso.

Sam watched as the girl removed herself from Dean and ran off to join her friends.

"No chick flick moments ha Dean," Sam glared at Dean with a smile.

"Yeah, whatever. She was a fan," Dean walked towards Sam.

"But you're not really Jensen," Sam stated.

"So... Doesn't mean we can't have a bit of fun. I mean, we didn't enjoy ourselves at all the last time we had to play our roles, so why can't we live a little this time?" Dean smirked and nudged Sam's shoulder with his fist.

Thank you so much for continuing to read my fanfic! I try to post at least 1 chapter a week. I really hope you guys are enjoying it! If you have any suggestions to where you would like the story to go I would LOVE the input, it really helps :)