Hey everyone, this is April3604 and Addicted To Ackles writing our very first story together!!! How exciting is this??? We don't own anything but the characters London and Sydney. Unless you count Dean and Sam tied up right now at our houses. ::Smiling Evilly:: Lots of love XOXO
Welcome To Wonderland
Two girls who had one thing in common…Supernatural. They lived in two different parts of the country in their own separate worlds. London was the cheerful, preppy, organized, innocent all girly girl who was definitely a Sam girl. Sydney was the complete opposite. She was non responsible, trouble, disorganized jeans and a t-shirt rocker girl who was most definitely a Dean girl. What happens when they are tossed out of their world and put into the Winchesters?
San Francisco, California
London's heels clicked on the concrete of the steps to her house. She walked up to her door unlocking it and walking in. She yawned thinking of her long day at work. She was a nurse at the local hospital and had just worked a 24 hour shift and was now off for a couple days.
Her feet were sore and she cursed herself for walking in heels from the hospital to her house. She loved heels but she should have been wiser to not wear them when she was walking.
She sat on the couch and took off her heels and rubbed her feet. "Ugh, what I would do for someone to rub my feet?" She continued to rub her sore feet and looked at the clock to see it was almost time for Supernatural's season 4 premier.
She decided to change into something a little more comfortable. A pair buttoned up plaid shorts and a nice fitting white tank top. She looked in the mirror running a hand through her hair and stared at her reflection. She couldn't help but feel at times like this that something was missing in her life. She's always felt like this, maybe it was because she grew up in an orphanage.
London never knew her real parents, her real family. The only thing she knew was her birthday; September 25th.
She grimaced looking at herself one more time and walked out of her room. She slipped on her slippers and grabbed a bag of pretzels from the kitchen. She sat on the couch and flipped to the CW just in time for the new episode of Supernatural.
"Never saw that coming," London said to herself as she watched Dean crawl out of the ground.
She sat there watching it and smiled to herself as Sam finally appeared. She was a Sam girl…Sam was everything she was, organized, smart, funny and man was he sexy as hell. He was all around perfect.
She watched the full episode in surprise. The whole time she kept saying, "Oh my God…no way…Sam, you're an idiot for trusting Ruby again…but you're still hot…Oh no…Poor Bobby…Angels?"
Yes, London is the kind of girl that talks to the TV and movie screen.
London shut off the TV sighing as she shook her head. "This season is going to be crazy." She felt a draft of cool air hit her face and she looked over her couch and stood up quickly grabbing her high heels.
"Oh my God! Who are you…wait, I know who you are…what…" She laughed. "That's impossible." She kept backing up.
"London, if I'm here, how is that impossible?" He asked.
"Why are you here?"
"We have work for you." He put his fingers to her head and London passed out.
New York City
Sydney looked over at the clock at his was ten minutes until eight. "Man could this night go any slower?"
She loved her job at the record store but Thursday night was when she was just ready to get home. It was the one night a week she looked forward too.
"Hey Mike I am about to head out." Sydney called to her boss.
"Please tell me you are not going home to sit in front of the TV and fantasize about a fictional character again."
"That is exactly what I am going to do. Maybe the worlds would be a little better if Dean Winchester was real."
"You need to get out more Syd."
"Yeah Yeah I will see you tomorrow." she said.
Sydney was sitting on her couch curled up under her blanket watching her one and only favorite show Supernatural just like she did every Thursday night. "Good God he's fine." Sydney said to herself as Dean rose his shirt to find out he had no scars from the hellhound attack.
By the end of the episode, Sydney was on the edge of her seat.
"Because God commanded it. Because we have work for you" Castiel said to Dean as the episode ended.
"Holy shit I was not expecting that." she said as she watched the previews for next week. "Man what I would do to get a hold of Dean."
"You will have your chance." Sydney heard someone say behind her and she jumped up.
"Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my house?" she said backing away from the man. "Wait a minute, you're…..but you can't be here. You're not real." she said as the man approached her.
"We have work for you." he said and place his fingers to her forehead and she was standing outside of a salvage yard.
"No fucking way."
London opened her eyes and looked around her. She was in the back of an old beat up car. "What the hell?"
She sat up and opened the door to just have it fall off its hinges and onto the ground. Her eyes widened at the door and then stepped around it thanking God she had her flip flops on. She looked around herself to find what looked like to her a salvage yard and not only a salvage yard…Bobby Singers?
"You've got to be kidding me."
She started to walk through the yard and heard someone say, "No fucking way!"
London walked around a pile of tires and saw another girl with dark almost black hair and she walked over to her. The girl turned around and asked, "Who are you?"
"London. Where are we?"
"Well if I didn't know any better I would say…" Sydney stopped herself looking London up and down, "never mind it's crazy."
"What were you going to say?" London asked her.
"I was going to say Bobby Singers house but you probably wouldn't know who I was talking about."
"Yes I do, from Supernatural."
"You watch Supernatural?" Sydney said in disbelief.
London narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms across her chest. "Why is that so hard to believe?"
"You just look more like an America's Next Top Model type of girl."
London rolled her eyes. "And you look more like a Dirty Jobs type of girl."
"Hey, Mike Rowe is awesome, prissy…surprise you know what Dirty Jobs is."
London rolled her eyes again and they continued to look around the salvage yard wondering how the hell they had gotten there.
London eyed the girl up. She had black skinny jeans on and a black t-shirt that said Metallica on it. "What's your name?"
"Sydney…do you remember how you got here?"
London didn't know what to say. She already thought she was going crazy because she was standing supposedly in Bobby Singer's Salvage Yard. She started to shiver wishing she was back in California.
"I'm guessing you're from some place warm looking at that attire," said Sydney eyeing London up the same way London had a moment ago.
"San Francisco…it was a nice warm summer night."
"Cold climate of New York City," said Sydney looking around putting her hands on her hips. She noticed Bobby's house a few yards away and looked back at London. "What ya say we go see what the hell is going on?"
London nodded wrapping her arms around herself and following Sydney through the yard. When they were close to the house they heard a click of a gun and they stopped dead in their tracks. The girls looked at each other and turned around.
"I'm guessing you two ladies didn't see the no trespassing sign," said Bobby Singer in his southern accent.
"You've got to be shitting me," said London putting her hands up.
Sydney raised her eyebrows in surprise at London's cursing and looked at Bobby raising her hands too.
"Look, Mr. Singer," said London. "We're sorry for trespassing but…this is going to sound crazy…"
"Look, Bobby, something crazy is going on here and we need your help," said Sydney.
Bobby eyed the two girls and could have sworn he was looking at two girl forms of Dean and Sam.
"Who are you?" His rifle was still aiming at the girls.
"I'm Sydney McKenzie and this girl to my left is London. We seriously just met in the back of your salvage yard."
Bobby looked at them confused. "Turn around and head into my house and we'll talk about this like adults." The girls nodded and turned around Bobby still aiming the gun at them as he followed them to the house.
"He's going to probably make us go through devil traps and other things to make sure we're nothing supernatural," said London sighing.
Bobby furled his eyebrows in confusion hearing her say that.
"Well," said Sydney in an annoyed voice. "We're not!" She said it loud enough so he could hear it.
London opened the back door and walked through first, then Sydney followed by Bobby. "Keep going," he nudged Sydney in the back lightly.
Sydney rolled her eye as London sighed. "This is going to be a long day. Bobby, could you please let us drink the holy water and not throw it on us…this shirt will shrink if it's left in water and not dried properly."
Sydney looked at London strange and she mouthed 'what' as she shrugged.
They walked into Bobby's study and what they saw shocked them both. Sam and Dean Winchester were sitting there going through books.
The two men looked up at the two girls and then looked at each other.
Dean smirked eyeing both of them up. "Bobby it's not even our birthday, you shouldn't have."
London and Sydney looked at each other with wide eyes and their mouths open then looked back at the men.
"You may not want to close your mouths," said Sam pointing it out to them. "You could catch flies."
London tried to talk but nothing came out and she felt her eyes roll behind her head and she passed out. Sydney looked at her body and then at the men. They looked back at her and she didn't know what to say and Sydney wasn't the fainting kind but she felt herself getting dizzy from shock at the whole situation and fell landing right next to London.
The three hunters looked down at the girls and then looked at each other.
"Well," said Dean crossing his arms across his chest, "that's a great first impression if I do say so myself."