Castiel/Misha Collins X Reader One Shots

18) The French Mistake

Misha Collins X Reader

(Y/r/n) = your real name
(Y/c/n) = your character name

Sam, Dean and I were knocked through one of Bobby's windows. Rather than outside, we landed in some studio. "Cut!" Someone yells. I get up and look at the guys. They looked at the now fake glass. Where the hell are we?

"It's fake." I heard Dean says. "Yeah, no shit. What are we suppose to do?" I asked. Before any of them could answer, they were both pulled away by two separate people. I was about to go after them when suddenly I felt really sick. "Oh Gosh!"

I held my mouth and ran to the first trash can I could find and threw up. "Mrs. Collins, are you alright?" A girl asked. Were they talking to me? I look up and see a young girl looking at me. Why did she call me Collins? That's not my name.

"Sorry, what?" I asked. "You were throwing up just now so suddenly." She pointed out. Yeah, no shit! Is what I thought. "Yeah. I gotta go." I said and walked passed her. I looked around for Sam and Dean but I couldn't find them.

"Damn it! Where's the friggin exit?!" I grumbled to myself. I wandered around for a good 15 to 20 minutes before I finally found Sam and Dean outside. They were talking to Cass. Perfect, he can zap us home!

I started to run over but got that sick feeling again. I stop and throw up on the ground. What the hell is wrong with me?! "(Y/c/n), hey!" I hear Sam as the three of them came over. I heard Cass sigh. "I told them you were too sick to come in." He grumbled.

He sounded different. His voice didn't sound like its usual gravely tone. I look at him. "What are you talking about, Cass?" I asked him before wiping my mouth. He rolled his eyes. "Apparantly, his name is Misha." Said Dean. "Misha?" I asked and looked back at Cass.

He looked at me and grinned. "Oh, I get it. You guys punked me!" He says. I rose an eyebrow. Misha then points at me. "You even got my wife in on it."  He adds. I felt my heart race. Did he just say wife?

Sam and Dean give me strange looks. I immediately took off running towards a dumpster and threw up again. The
Winchesters ran after me. I was panting slightly. "What's going on?

Why is Castiel this Misha guy? And why did he say I'm his wife?" I asked. I held my sore stomach. Dean scratched the back of his head. "Follow us, we'll catch you up on what we found out." Said Sam. I wipe my mouth we begin to walk.

Time skip

The boys and I were outside the studio. Balthazar had thrown us into another world where our lives are a tv show called Supernatural, and we are the actors. Cass is Misha Collins, Sam is Jared Padalecki, Dean is Jensen Ackles, and I'm (y/r/n) Collins.

Apparently in this world, Cass and I are a thing, or Misha in this case. I mean, I've kind of had a crush on the angel, but I didn't expect to be married to him in another world. We were about to take a cab to "Jared's" house when "Misha" stopped us.

"(Y/r/n), wait up. Where are you going?" He asked. He was dressed differently now. Rather than his usual suit, tie and trench coat, he wore a blue sweater and jeans. He spoke up before I could answer.

"I know you guys like to practice lines together, but you need your rest, hun." He says. "My rest? Why? I-it's not that late?" I asked, doing my best to play along so he wouldn't get suspicious.  He smiles at me.

"You're such a trooper, hun. Seriously though. All this running around and jumping through windows isn't good for the baby." Misha replied. I felt my blood run cold. "Baby?!" Sam and Dean both say at the same time.