In the morning as we came out the motel door Maggie let out a screech and went over to the Impala. "Oh my God you are such a beautiful car. I didn't get to appreciate you yesterday." She said all this as she ran her hand lovingly over the car. As she got back around to the front where Dean was watching her with interest, she said, "Can I look under the hood? Please?"
Dean stared at her with an amused smile, then shrugged and opened the hood. "Very nice," she said slowly. "Rebuilt with a crate 427, Holley 4 barrel double pump, high rise valve covers, and aluminum intake. All this but no nitrous? What a waste!"
Dean's amusement quickly turned to astonishment as he listened to Maggie talk. He turned to look at me, and I was grinning from ear to ear. "Oh yeah," I said, "Maggie's also a grade A mechanic. She could take an engine apart at 9 and back together at 10. She probably knows all there is to know about cars!"
"Son of a Bitch," he said, softly, as he looked at Maggie with clear admiration. He closed the hood and we were on our way.
We got settled in the diner and then Dean said, "Okay, it's time for more talking. First of all, how do we know you are from where you say? There's no way to prove that. All we have is your word. And it's a really hard concept to believe in the first place. You know just about all there is to know about us. We have both demons and angels as enemies, any one of whom could probably have set this all up as some kind of trap. So really, I wanna know what the HELL is going on."
Dean put on his glare face and aimed it back and forth between Maggie and me several times, apparently waiting for an answer.
"Dean, " I said. "I would like to know that too. And you are right, we have no way of proving who we say we are and where we say we come from. So I don't know what to tell you to do. If you feel better just dropping us off somewhere then by all means do it. If we really are some sort of danger to you then we wouldn't want to stay anyway, because whether you believe it or not, the very last thing either of us would want to do is cause harm to you." I stopped and looked searingly at each of them for a moment. "And if you believe nothing else, please believe that! But somehow I think that staying with you is our only chance of getting back home again. But you have to decide, because it's your lives on the line if someone really did this as some sort of trap."
Everyone passed looks around the table, and then our food came. We were silent for a while as we ate and then Dean said, more softly, "Okay so tell us about this TV show of yours."
I looked over at Maggie and we smiled at each other, and I said, "Well, it's been on for nine years. And each season it seems like you have a new challenge to overcome, which you somehow always manage to do. And really, doesn't that seem strange to you, how your problems seem to happen in spans of a year, and then that one gets resolved and a new one just crops up? How, if one of you dies, you are somehow miraculously brought back? Doesn't that seem more like a TV show than real life? To be honest, it seems to me that rather than this being a trap for you, there is some giant entity pulling the strings in both realities. Some giant entity who seems to be playing with all of us, not just you?"
Sam and Dean looked at each other and then back at me. Sam asked, "Is there anything different yet between us and this TV show?"
"Yes," I said. "You guys have scars. Our TV guys seem to get cut up and beaten to a bloody pulp, and somehow they heal without any visible marks. Now sometimes I guess that's because Cas heals them, but he doesn't always. But look at you two. I see marks and scars all over you, especially on your arms where you keep cutting yourselves," indicating their arms with a look.
Maggie said, "What if this isn't real either?" We all looked at her. "What if one of us is just dreaming all this? That actually makes more sense than us being thrown into a reality where the guys we… uh where we… uh where our favorite show is real?"
I looked at her and said, "Yeah the old 'how do I know I'm not strapped down on a table with electrodes making me think I'm really experiencing reality?' question. But If one of is dreaming it's me cause a lot of things are happening the way I like." I said to her.
"Me too," she said.
Dean interrupted and said, "I'm real. No one is dreaming me. Something else is going on."
"Yeah I agree," I said, "So lets do some more brainstorming."
Then Sam said, "What you were saying about how our lives parallel the way a TV show would work. That's kind of freaky but you made a good point."
"Okay but how would that even work?" I asked? "Let's try the theory of multiple universes, where an infinite number of universes exist because every little decision that every single person makes creates a new one. That doesn't quite fit because how does a person be real in one universe and fictional in another? I'm pretty sure there are no Jensen and Jared in this world because they would be your twins. And I know there's no real Sam and Dean in ours."
"You guys are making my head hurt," complained Dean.
"Oh my God!" exclaimed Maggie. We all turned to look at her.
She looked around the table with a very spooky look on her face. "What if we end up in an episode?" She asked with a shaky voice.
I immediately got her point and my face must have looked about like hers did. "No," I said emphatically. "No! Somehow, we can't let that happen. We have to figure this out."
"What happened in the last episode you watched?" asked Sam.
"Um, you guys were in Chicago, and all the monsters there were in families like the Mafia. Five families, all having their own turf, and the shape shifters and werewolves might be starting a war with each other." I said, trying to remember.
"Because they are doing a spinoff," Said Maggie.
Sam and Dean looked at each other with puzzlement."That never happened here, "Said Dean.
"Okay, well maybe that was because it wasn't really about you, it was introducing a spinoff, like Maggie just said."
I was trying to remember what had happened in the previous episode, and Maggie, who kind of knows them chapter and verse said, "Before that one you helped Jody with a vampire problem, and saved a young girl from a horrid situation."
They looked at each other again, and Sam said, "Yeah, that one happened."
We were all lost in thought for a few minutes, and then Sam asked, "You wouldn't happen to know what the next episode is about would you? I mean here they often have little preview blurbs."
Maggie, of course, said "Yes, I do." Looking very sad and frightened, she said, "You're going to go up against Abaddon again."