Alright...if a week ago I was scared, today I was TERRIFIED. "What if I look dumb in one of the shots?" I asked Mel, freaking out.

"You'll be fine! The Supernatural fandom is so nice to each other and they already love you. Heck! They love Lucifer! They're gonna love you." Mel said. I calmed down a bit.

"You're right. They do love Luci." I sighed. "Plus, I bring Bobby back and Kevin back. They really love them." Mel laughed.

"Yeah. They don't know you did that though. They think the actual writers did." She spoke. I thought a moment and realized she was right. I thought.

"Yeah." Was all I said. We laid on my bed in silence for a minute. Then Mel spoke.

"Your dad told me about James." She said.

"Yeah? Why?" I asked.

"He said, 'get info on Sara and James' relationship.' And I was all, 'whos James?' And he was all, 'Sara's boyfriend. You don't know him?' And I was all like, 'uh, no.....I would like to know who's dating my wife though!'" I laughed a little.

"Your wife is dating a guy named James. He's super sweet and has actual good manners." I said.

"Manners how?" Mel asked, raising her eyebrow.

"Manners like....he doesn't treat me like most guys treat girls." I answered.

"How do other guys treat girls?" Mel questioned.

"Asking a lot of questions, Mel." I told her.

"Its my job as a wife." She answered so seriously, within a minute later we were both on the floor laughing.

"Alright Melly." I nodded, calming down and catching my breath. "Most guys treat girls like.....well.....they act like jerks. Ya know, flirting and just wanting to get into their pants." Mel nodded and smiled.

"How do you know he doesn't talk about your butt when he's with his friends?" She asked, wiggling her eyebrows.

"Mel!" I laughed.

"Seriously, Sara! How do you know?" She asked again.

"Well..." My voice trailed as I thought. "I don't know. But I trust him." I said. She glared at me for a minute.

"You trust him?" She asked. I nodded and she nodded slowly. "Can I meet him?"

"Duh! My wife has to meet him." I laughed.

"Alright then. We have about an hour before the premiere so I was thinking we could chill with some popcorn and an episode of The Vampire Diaries." She smiled.

"Yes!" I smiled, my inner fangirl showing a bit. "Dad!" I called. After a minute he was on the room.

"Yes?" He asked.

"Can you make me popcorn?" I asked. He just stood there so I sweetened the deal. "I'll babysit J.J. Friday so you and mom can go on a date night or something." He sighed and nodded.

"Okay." He said. He started to turn but stopped. "Wait!" He turned back to look at me and smirked. "I get to go with you on your next date with Charles."

"James." I corrected. "And fine!" He cheered and walked away.

"Your dad needs to calm down." Mel laughed. I shook my head and got Netflix ready.

"Alright. One episode." I said. Mel nodded and I grabbed my phone. I decided to send out a tweet that I would be live tweeting.

@Sara_Ackles2001

Going to live tweet tonight for the season premiere of #Supernatural with the West Coast! Sorry East coast

After I tweeted, I got a lot of yays and a lot of boos. I thought. Finally my dad came in with the popcorn and we watched our show. After the episode was over...it was time! Dad usually doesn't watch the show due to working and all, but somehow, it worked out differently this season. He was going to watch it with us. Five minutes before it started, we were all seated, watching the last minutes of Arrow. "I'm so excited! My face is in a crowd this episode." Mel said.

"Actually, your face is zoomed in on in the crowd...since your important later on." Dad corrected her.

"Yeah yeah. I'm getting a close up is all I'm hearing." Mel smirked.

"Okay. Miss Lauren Grainger!" I laughed, calling her by her characters name.

"Yes Miss Amy Adams future Winchester! I'm proud of my close up." Mel said.

"Alright girls. Calm down." Dad spoke.

"Shut up Dean!" We laughed. He shook his head and finally it started.

@Sara_Ackles2001

Its starting! Tell me what you think! #SPNFam #Supernatural

I watched as I went from annoyed to scared and I was surprised. I didn't know I acted like that. I remembered the part when Mark (A.K.A. Crowley) snapped Victoria's neck, I laughed because her face was funny to me. I ended up having to close my eyes because I laughed so much. But all in all, that first scene was okay. I read a few tweets saying I was 'awesome'. I also read a few 'I'm so proud' ones. I didn't see any hate which got me so happy. Then I noticed a text.

James;-P: watching the episode tonight! You looked great!

Me: Ig...I'm in a few more scenes this episode. I'm worried about one in particular.

James;-P: don't worry. I'm sure you look great

Me: thanks

We continued watching and when Misha (Castiel) realized what happened to my (Amy's) mom, I seen him have this internal struggle whether or not he should tell dad (Dean). It was amazing. I wished I could have that acting ability. Then the part came. I dreaded it. It was a part where Crowley finds Amy in a old building hiding and kidnaps her. I was worried I didn't show the true fear of being kidnapped. There was also this one other thing... When it came up though, I forgot it was me. It was just really good all around! "I know who you are and I know what you do. The problem is...you don't." Crowley said, smirking, as he paced the floor.

"L...look mister. Y-you n-n-need t-to go." Amy stuttered, backing into a corner. Crowley smirked and stared at her. I forgot all the times we laughed at this part because the way he looked at me. It was the funniest thing but all I was thinking about was the show. How, not me, but Amy was so scared and powerless.

"You might as well just come with me. You're freezing cold, no?" He said.

"I'm f-f-fine." Amy said. You could tell she was mad at herself for being powerless. In her tone she was strong but also scared and shakey. Crowley nodded and his smile faded.

"I'll give you one last chance. Come with me the easy way. Or the hard way." He pointed at some now present demons. Black eyes out and all. Amys eyes went wide and watery but she held them back. She remained silent so Crowley sighed and shrugged. "We tried the easy way and you wouldn't listen. Now its their turn." He said. The demons walked toward her and she threw a brick at one. The other one grabbed her arm and began lifting her up.

"Let go of me! Get your nasty grubby hands off me you shit heads!" Amy shouted. She let out a lot of other insults and I sighed. My face was suddenly on it again. I knew Amy wasn't me. Amy was a fictional character I was playing. It was weird though. Seeing my face with such anger and hatred and terror. Then there was a commercial.

"Wow." My dad said. "That was good." I shrugged and he looked at me. "I'm serious!"

"Okay. Calm down." I laughed.

"What's wrong?" Mel asked.

"Its just weird I guess. Seeing my face as someone else." I shrugged.

"You'll get used to it I'm sure." Mel said. I nodded and looked on Twitter. The amount of followers I was gaining was amazing. I tweeted some things and once the show came back on I was happy again. I forgot Amy was kind of me. It weird to think about. We watched as Cas tried frantically to get Sam and Dean on the case without telling them who Amy actually was. It was quite amusing. The rest of the episode including hunting omens, searching for Crowley, finding Amy, and going to eat. Cas convinced Dean to let Amy stay.

"So...you're Dean. And you're Sam. And you're real?" Amy asked. She had a talk about the books and she smiled. It was my smile. "That's cool." She said. The screen faded out on them talking and in on Cas talking to someone.

"Why cant I tell?" He questioned. "Dean deserves to know and Amy does as well. How much longer do I keep this a secret from them?" The camera view changed so we could see who Cas was talking to and as soon as we did, I could just hear the fangirls screaming.

"Just a little longer, Castiel." He said. It was Mr. Rob Benedict. Chuck. Chuck was back. Back as God. Then it shut off.

"Great job." Mel said.

"Thanks." I smiled. I got on Twitter and the hashtag '#OhMyChuck' was trending world wide. The power of Twitter. "I'm going to my room." I said.

"Okay. Night." Dad called.

"Night." I shouted. I walked to my room and fell asleep without even looking at my hundreds of new DMS and text messages.