Winchestered

11

"Please don't hurt me!" Cameron squeals sitting on the floor with his face away from us.

"Cameron?" I zig zag my way through Sam and Dean.

"Trish?" Camerons turns his face and it was as red as it could get. He had the same black t-shirt and black skinny jeans on as the day I left them. What could it have been now? 3 weeks ago?

Sam lowers his gun. Dean hesitates but does the same. "You know this guy?" Dean asks.

"He's my brother" I respond.

"Trisha" Camerons face was blank. His eyes flick from Sam to Dean repeatably. I've seen that look. That must be the same look I had when I first saw them.

"Yeah?" I slowly made my way towards him.

"Why is Jensen and Jared looking at me..."

"It's Dean" Dean snaps.

"And I'm Sam" Sam smiles at him.

"How much did you pay them?" Cameron was in shock. I can sense it.

"Cameron I need you calm down for me okay?." Cameron always gets like this when he hasn't taken his Iron pills. Not much of a big deal but if he doesn't take them he can't breathe.

I sat down on my knees in front of him.

"Very funny Trish ha ha." He let out a loud laugh but his breathe kept increased. " You're not laughing... Why aren't you laughing..." Camerons face turned white.

"Cameron where are you're iron pills? You're in shock" I ask.

"On my bed table." Cameron turned his face 90 degrees as if his bed was there.

Suddenly he started coughing.

"HE NEEDS HIS IRON PILLS" I yell at Sam and Dean. "DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING WITH IRON IN THEM"

"I think we have s-" Dean says but I interrupt with "HURRY"

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It took me a while to get Cameron up and going again since his need for iron had never been this dangerously close too his death. I did try to tell him all about the whole new universe thing.

As usual he did not believe me at first.

"Are you okay now?" I help Cameron get up on his feet.

"I guess. No I'm not okay." He waved his arms around the room.

"I figured."

"I just can't wrap my head around this. Wait what season are we in?" Cameron seems way to excited then he should be. A few day here and I have felt every bad feeling known to human kind. If not made some on my own along the way.

"Great, another fan." Dean sat down with a beer in his hand, rubbing his eyes.

I gave him a death glare and for a second there Dean looks like he regrets what he said.

"Ignore him, he's a grumpy one" Sam hands me and Cameron a glass of cheap wine.

"I'm not legal" Cameron is just as tall as me if not a few inches shorter. I bet he's also amazed how tall Sam is.

"I'm Cameron by the way."

"I'm-"

"I know" Cameron interrupts right away. Sam and I laugh. Dean seemed annoyed.

"Wait if we are in season 9 and in the bunker, doesn't that mean you're that Gadreel guy?"

Dean and I held our breathes.