Supernatural Imagines

Jared Padalecki x Reader//The French Mistake What Now?

Song of Choice: Total Eclipse of the Heart- Bonnie Tyler

Imagine: falling into another dimension and, two years later, still being there. Except now... surprise! The Winchesters come in.

Requested by LA_devotee_Marvel

Y/N Y/L/N, renowned hunter, prank war winner, and best friend of the Winchesters. They didn't know what happened. One day, you were on a hunt, and the next, you were gone. No body, no nothing. The brothers searched for a year for you, but, when push came to shove, they had to give up. Too much was happening.

So, you were gone; officially. There was nothing they could do about it. Their focus was on the Trickster and him alone. You still occupied the Winchester's minds, though. You never truly left them. Just in person you were gone, but not in heart. Still, your picture accompanied Dean wherever he went, pulled out in times of need. In times of giving up. Still, Sam held onto your laugh and words. When things felt broken and he was defeated, he would pull them out and remember in bliss.

For fifteen years, you accompanied them. But now, you were gone.

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Pulled. It felt like they were sucked into a vacuum, stretched like a ball of Play-Doh. Then, they woke up. As different people, with different names, and with different occupations. Actors, apparently. For a show called Supernatural.

"Great. Wasn't a book series enough?" Dean mumbled in the cab quietly so only Sam could hear. His brother hummed in agreement, eyes worriedly watching out the window, his thumb pressing into his palm as he thought of you and what you would do to get out of a situation like this. Had you ever been in something like this? Probably not. You would have told them as you told the Winchesters everything. 

Once they arrived at so called "Jared's" house, they looked around in surprise. It was huge. "Nice modest digs, Jay-z." Dean smirked, admiring the mansion. 

"Wow," Sam mused, doing the same as his brother, "I must be the star of this thing." Dean scoffed.

"Yeah, right." He pointed toward a tanning bed and chuckled, raising an eyebrow. "Check it out." 

"What am I, Dracula?"

"George Hamilton Dracula." Dean muttered, walking over to a liquor cabinet and peering in with an amazed expression. "Oh, now we're talking." Suddenly, they heard a bleat. "Dude, you have a camel in your backyard." Sam was about to respond with a correction, but someone did it for him instead.

"It's an alpaca, dumbass." The two brothers whipped around at the voice that was slightly familiar. When they saw you, their jaws dropped and their eyes lit up in wonder.

"Y/N?" You quirked your head to the side and stared at Dean, wondering why he called you that name. You hadn't used that in years, not ever since you were on the show.

"Um, no, sorry. That's my screen name, Jensen." You chuckled with a raised eyebrow, eyeing the two who were still dressed in their set costumes. "Why are you guys still in your costumes? The ladies behind the plaid are going to be pissed." They didn't respond, still staring, still confused. Were you just an actress in this world? "Dudes? You alright? Wait, aren't you two supposed to be in America right now for a convention?" Now it was your turn to be confused. You swiftly pulled out your phone and texted Jared, instantly getting a reply when the Jared standing in front of you didn't even take out his phone.

It didn't even beep. 

"Wait, wait, wait, wait." You jumbled out, eyeing the both of them. "I just texted you and you responded. Why the hell are there two of you? " Your eyes were wide and you backed away from them whilst reaching into your pocket. You pulled out an angel blade. "Who the hell are you?"

"We're Sam and Dean Winchester." Jensen responded, though apparently he wasn't Jensen. #confused. 

"But..." You drawled, fading off. "How did you guys get into this dimension?" 

"Angels." Sam, the maybe real Sam that's not Jared, stated. "How did you get here?" You shook your head and dropped the blade.

"A witch. The one I was hunting. How long has it been? Since I went away?" You were less puzzled now, assuming it was all just a jumbled mess of the paranormal. Your old job.

"It's been two years. You've been gone for two years." Sam was the only one coherent enough to speak. Dean just stood there, gaping at you, before a knowing smirk laid on his lips.

"What have you been up to these past two years that's got you in this mansion?" You shrugged just as a little voice screamed.

"I grew an organism." An scene five cuts in, a little giggly kid running into the room on wobbly feet with a teddy bear half his size cuddled up in his arms.

"Mommy!" Their eyes widened, bugging out of their heads as you picked the little boy up with a smirk of your own.

"It's nice to see you guys again, but I think we need to find you a way home."
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Please don't ask for a second part for thissssss.... I had no idea how to write this and this really sucks but it's... a... thing? u g h why does this have to be so baddddddd????????????

Anyways, I played Overwatch all day with a lovely person after doing set transitions for drama. Today was fun but eventful!! How about all of you?

stay thirsty my memes,
noelle