Eden POV*

There was picture after picture of me and dean as the "Cutest couple on and off screen" and "Number one OTP" whatever that means. Dean hadn't moved in ten minutes and I was starting to get a little worried.  "You know...If we can reverse Balthazar's spell... I watched every move. We just, uh, get the ingredients, right, get back to that same window, and...There's no place like home." Sam said scribbling down the sigil Balthy used. 

We went to find the crap we need for the spell but its all fake. Oh right...tv set. Even the impala was fake. Dean was not happy about that. "How the hell are we supposed to get out of here?" Dean asked/yelled. We were lead to a big black SUV. We hopped in and the man in the front looked at us and asked, "You know whereabouts you want me to drop you off? Jensen?" Dean looked confused for a second, "Me? Yes. Um...I – I'll just tag along with, uh..." I leaned over and whispered, "Jared." He nodded, "Jared...Jared here." The guy looked confused, "Huh. Since when are you guys talking?" Sam decided to get the heat off Dean, "Yeah, uh, y-you know what, Clint, uh..." I corrected him quickly with a smile. "Clif." Sam stuttered out a response realizing his mistake, "Y-yeah. Yeah, of course. Clif. Obviously. Um, so, uh, I think we're gonna go back to my place a-and do some...work." Dean nodded"Work on our acting." I nodded and smiled, "Yeah." Dean continued, "For our characters. For the show." I kicked him leg and he growled in pain. for a professional liar he REALLY sucks at lying. "All right." Clif said uncomfortably. "Are you and (Y/N) in a fight or something Jensen?" Clif said looking at us. "Um no...why?" Dean said uncomfortably. "Oh nothing it's just... you guys have personal space. Usually there's so much sexual tension you could suffocate." Clif explained. Both Dean and I turned bright red as Sam tried his damndest to contain his laughter. Dean decided to get the focus off us by asking, "Where the hell are we, anyway? (sees a Welcome to Vancouver sign) Guys, we're not even in America."

We got to Jared's house and it was enormous. It looked like a castle. "Nice modest digs, Jay-z." I said looking around. "Wow. I must be the star of this thing." Sam muttered to himself. Dean scoffed "Yeah, right. Check it out." He said nodding towards a tanning bed. "What am I, Dracula?" Sam said. "George Hamilton Dracula." I said with a laugh. Dean found a liquor cabinet and grabbed a bottle. "Oh. Now we're talking." He looked out the window and froze. "Dude, you have a camel in your backyard." Dean said. Then we heard a voice from the stairs, "It's an alpaca, dumbass." is that? "Ruby?" Dean and I say in unison. She rolled her eyes at us, ""Ruby." right. That one never gets old. How was work today, hon?" she said standing on her tiptoes to kiss Sam. I'm dying to kill this demon bitch. "Wait. You and Ruby?" Dean said wide eyed to Sam. "Do you honestly think that's funny, Jensen?" non-Ruby said annoyed. "Right. Right. 'cause you're not Ruby. You...I mean, how could you be? You...Of course! You are the lovely actress who plays Ruby. And you are, uh, in...Jared's house, Uh, because you two are......Married! You married fake Ruby?" Dean said spotting the wedding picture of Sam and Ruby. She may not be real Ruby but I'll still kill her for my own personal enjoyment. (Y/N) is an actress right? Maybe we could just pretend she is the black-eyed-bitch and kill her... it would be very therapeutic..... Okay when did I become Lucifer? "Common sit let's have a drink" Non-Ruby smiled. We all sat down and she passed out the whiskey. I was about to take a sip when I heard, "CRAP" just as the liquid almost touched my tongue the glass was pulled away by Non-Ruby. If i wasn't gonna kill the bitch before I was now. Seriously what is with my attitude tonight? "I'm so sorry I completely forgot!" Non-Ruby said leaving with my whiskey to pour it in the sink. My anger turned to confusion, "Forgot what?" I said. She laughed, "How is the pregnancy treating you anyway? I know when we had Tom--" She was cut off by the sound of Dean spitting out his drink. I felt like I had the wind knocked outta me...pregnancy? I'm pregnant? "P-p-pregnant?!?! What the Hell are you talkin' about!" I couldn't move the word bounced around the inside of my skull. pregnant . Over and over again. I could distantly hear Dean rambling in the background and Sam trying to calm him. I had never thought of having kids. I was pretty sure it wasn't in the cards for me. I know this is all fake. It's a different universe. It's all made up by Balthazar. But I couldn't stop it. I couldn't stop the hope and warmth that I felt. This hope spread through my chest and my vision got blurry. I quickly blinked away the tears and excused myself to the bathroom. 

I sat in the empty bathtub sobbing. I was heartbroken. Heart broken to know that I would have to go back. I would have to wake up from this dream and be back in reality. It felt like the death of a loved one. I didn't know this person. He or She wasn't even alive yet. And still I felt the full weight of the loss. My eyes burned and my throat hurt. I wanted a kid. I wanted a family. But I am the queen of Heaven. I am the goddess Eden. Children aren't something I can have. But here I wasn't Eden. I wasn't a goddess. I wasn't a queen. Here I could have children. Here I could be happy. It was then I heard a knock on the door. "Eddie. it's me." I heard dean say through the door. "It's open" I said wiping the tears away. He walked in and looked at my form sadness in his eyed. I could tell he too wanted to cry. Dean Winchester (though he will never admit it even to himself) wants a normal apple pie life. He wants kids. I scooted over in the bathtub as far as I could to the wall. Dean slid next to me as he got into the empty tub. He put his arms around me and I laid my head on his chest. He kissed the top of my head and we leaned back against the side of the tub. No words were spoken. None were needed. We just sat together and grieved the soon to be loss of our child. 

TIME SKIP*

We had all the supplies but there were too many people to preform the ritual. Dean went to talk to someone about it. He came back with a very uncomfortable look, "Uh, so, bad news. Uh...Looks like we're gonna have to do a little acting. "What?" Both me and Sam panicked. W walked onto the sound stage and a crew member hopped in front of us. "Supernatural" scene 36, take 1. Marker!" The director Bob yelled, " Action!" Sam and Dean stand behind Not-Castiel. Sam looks utterly terrified and Dean is staring earnestly. Misha took a step towards camera, "Balthazar is no hero. But he knows Raphael will never take him back."Misha turns around. Sam flinches, Dean walks forward and then looks down at his mark and moves over to his right "Cut!" Bob yells. "Supernatural" scene 36, take 8. Marker!" "Action!" Sam seems unsure of what to do with his arms and keeps rearranging them, folding, unfolding. What the hell is wrong with them. I stand casually like I normally would. I am pretending to be me after all. Misha started the line again, "Balthazar is no hero. But he knows Raphael will never take him back." Dean read from the script, "Dean, grimly. And yet, somehow you got no problem with it." Did he just read the stage directions? "Cut!" Misha turns to me and mouths 'what the hell'. I just shrugged my shoulders. "Action." Sam stepped forward awkwardly "That's because...That's because we have no other choice." Dean whispered "Don't look at the camera." "What?" "Look anywhere but the camera." I rolled my eyes at the two. Sam looks at the ceiling and takes the line again, "That's because we have no other choice!" "Cut! For the love of... Action. Cut!" Sam raised his arm stiffly, "If there's a key, then there must also be a lock." He said just as awkwardly raising the other one. "Cut. Action." Sam did the line again, "If there's a key...then there has to be a lock. And when we find the lock, we can get the weapons, and then we can have the weapons. And the lock. We'll still have the lock, I imagine, because we've opened it, and, of course, the initial key." What in actual hells bells is happening. "We need to get all three of that crap." Dean says. "What?" Sam replied. "That's how he does it." "Oh." Dean yelled "Do we really need all these lines? I mean, I-I-I-I think we've covered it. Right?" Bob yelled "Cut! What is happening? What's happening?! What's happening?!" "An atrocity is happening." "Seems like they should stop." "They can't stop. Nobody stops. Did we get anything we can use?" "Well, uh, technically, we have them saying everything in bits and pieces. Could be sort of experimental?" Bob shook his head as the other workers rambled, "Whatever.... Season six."

Sam held up the script, "Who wrote this? Nobody says "penultimate!" Dean nodded, "Gun, mouth. (makes gun gesture at his mouth) Now." I shook my head. "You two are PROFESSIONAL liars. How in hell are you such trash at acting. YOU ARE PRETENDING TO BE YOURSELF!!!" 

"Moving on!" One of the staff people said. "Thank god." Dean said and we rushed to start the ritual. Misha was typing on his phone, "I-m-h-o, 'J' and 'J' had a late one last night." 

TIME SKIP* 

The portal didn't work. Misha was killed and a homeless man saw virgil praying to Raphael. Raphael is going to take him home. That sadness once again crept up. I shook it away. This isn't real... I have to remember that. Any way we caught up to Virgil and were sent through the portal back to our world. We stood up straight and right in front of us stood Raphael.  "You two...Have the strangest luck." Raphael said to the Winchesters. "Eden we have been searching everywhere for you. We were in a panic. You can't just leave the universe without telling anyone!" Raphael scolded. "Your right. I'm sorry for worrying you Raphael" I said. Dean spoke too "Raphael? Nice meatsuit. Dude looks like a lady." Raphael squeezes his fist and causes Dean and Sam to bend over in pain. "Raphael..." I said angrily. He immediately released them. Dean dropped the key and Raphael picked it up "The key." Balthazar appeared next to me. "And that will open you a locker at the Albany bus station." He said smugly. "Really." Raphael said. "You see, I needed a modest decoy to make it more convincing." He explained. "Give me the weapons." Raphael demanded. "They are already in heaven. Completely restored." Balthazar said. "What?!" Both Raphael and I said. "I said, too bloody late. You see, they were so well-hidden that I needed time to find them. So, I volunteered these two marmosets and our sister for a game of fetch with Virgil. You were such an adequate stick. Thank you Eden. Thank you, boys. I had every intention of returning them. I just needed time so that I wouldn't be killed in the process" "Balthazar--" Raphael began angrily but I cut him off. "Thank you. You are free to go. WITHOUT ANY HARM coming to you." I said smiling at my brother.  "Thank you Eden... for everything" Balthazar said before flying away. "I feel that letting him go was unwise sister." Raphael piped up. "Only time will tell. Now go check and see if Balthazar was telling the truth" I smiled. Raphael smiled back before flying away. "Any one hungry?" I asked the boys. "I could eat" Dean said and sam nodded.

Cas appeared later that night to check on me (on order of Raphael I'm sure). "Anything interesting happen while you were over their?" Cas asked innocently. I smiled, "Dean and I got married and then he got me pregnant." His eyes grew wide in panic, "WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?" 

***THAT WAS FRENCH MISTAKE. I WAS LOOKING FORWARD TO WRITING THIS EPISODE FOR A WHILE. TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK.***