Heaven was looking for you, Hell was too.. Yet, you didn't want to be found.

Poor little you, that after living on our realm, was teletransported to the Supernatural universe.. How good. Heaven wanted you because Chuck couldn't control you, since he wasn't your God.. Hell wanted you for that reason, to break the world and let the demon's rule.

You were a fan of the serie, and a real fan of everyone in general, but, would you go there? No shit. It would be a nightmare, and yet here you were.. Tied up to a chair and in precense of four of your favorite characters: Dean, Sam and Castiel. Sam was looking at you with a thinking face.. You weren't what he expected, but damn right that you were better looking than Chuck himself. Castiel was just tightening the ropes while Dean was at your eye level, looking at you deeply.

' For the last time.. Are you the prophet that everyone is looking for? Don't lie to us. '

Dean spoke in a low and serious tone while his eyes narrowed. Sam wasn't really up to this, but like he could stop his brother.. Plus, they really needed you.