Episode: Season 2 Episode 18

Part: 1

Key:

(M/n) = Male Name

(L/n) = Last Name

(D/n) = Demon Name

(N/n) = Nickname

WARNING: Death, swearing, boy x boy, some triggering stuff. This is Supernatural, everything happens in this show/fandom

Enjoy~

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~Los Angeles, Warner Bros. Studios~

The three were taking part in a trolley tour of the studio, passing by movie and television sets.

"First opened in 1927, the lot has been in continuous operation for eight decades." The tour guide said, over the P.A. system.

Dean turned to a kid next to him, who was eating ice cream.

"Hey, you know this is where they filmed "Creepshow"?" The boy looks at him like he was a doofus and says nothing.

"Now, to the right, here is Star Hollow. It's the setting for the television series, Gilmore Girls. And if we're lucky, we might even catch one of the show's stars." The guide said.

Sam was looking uncomfortable, turning to Dean, who gave him a thumbs up.

"Come on."

"Let's finish the tour!"

Sam hoped off the trolley. "Dean! (M/n)!" Dean hoped off. But (M/n) was so interested in the tour, Sam dragged him off the trolley. They walked around the lot.

"Sammy, check it out, it's Matt Damon!" Dean said excited.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's not Matt Damon."

"No, it is."

"Well, Matt Damon just picked up a broom and started sweeping."

"Yeah, well, he's probably researching a role or something."

"Ahhh, I don't think so." The Winchester noticed a sign. "Hey, this was, uh, I think Stage 9 is over here."

"Come on, man, let's keep going this way."

"No, come one, we've gotta work." Dean and (M/n) sighed, wanting to look around more. "Dude, you wanted to come to LA."

"Yeah, for vacation. I mean, swimming pools and movie stars! Not to work! Plus, poor (M/n) here has never done any of those things." Dean wrapped an arm around the demon.

"This seems like swimming pool weather to you, Dean? I mean, it's practically Canada."

"Yeah. I just figured that, you know, after everything that happened with.....Madison, you could use a little R-and-R, that's all."

"Well, maybe, I wanna work, Dean. Maybe it keeps my mind off things."

"Okay, okay, all right. So, this crew guy, what did he, he died on set?"

"Yeah, uh, rumors spread like wildfire online. They're saying the set's haunted."

"Like "Poltergeist"?"

"Could be a poltergeist."

"No, no,no. Like, the movie "Poltergeist"." Sam shrugged. "You know nothing of your cultural heritage, do you? It was rumored that the set of the movie was cursed. That they used real human bones as, uh, as props. And, like, at least three of the actors died in it." (M/n) remembered Dean showing him the movie.

"Well, yeah, it might be something like that."

"All right, so this crew guy, what's his name?"

"Frank Jaffey."

"Frank Jaffey. He got a death certificate or a coroner's report of anything?"

"Well, no. But, uh, it's LA, you know? It might not even be his real name. But he girl who found him, she said she saw something, a vanishing figure."

"What's the girl's name?" (M/n) asked.

"Uh, Tara Benchley?"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Tara Benchley? From 'Fear dot Com' and 'Ghost Ship', Tara Benchley? Dude, why didn't you say so?"

"So now, you're suddenly on board?"

Dean played it cool. "Oh, I just, I mean, I'm a fan of her work. It's very good." Dean walked off. (M/n) chuckled, him and Sam followed.

~Stage 9 Movie Set~

One of the studio extras for the movie was talking to McG and the producer, Jay Wiley.

"No, look, don't get me wrong. Everyone at the studio loves the dailies, myself included. We were just wondering if you could be...you know, a little brighter?"

"Brighter?" Jay asked.

"Yeah, Jay. More color." Jay nodded. "McG, you know what I'm saying, you're the master of that stuff."

"Brad, this is a horror movie."

"Yeah, and who says horror has to be dark, you know? It's just, it's sort of....depressing, don't you think?"

The man named Brad noticed Sam, Dean, and (M/n) enter the set.

"Uh, excuse me, Green Shirt Guy?" Dean pointed to himself. "Yeah, you. Come here."

Dean exchanged a look with Sam and walks over to Brad.

"Can you get me a smoothie from Kraft?"

"You want a what from who?"

Brad scoffed. "You are a P.A? This is what you do?"

Sam quickly walked over, dragging the demon behind him so he didn't wonder off, to "save" Dean.

"Yeah, yeah...he uh..One smoothie coming right up." Sam smiled, all three walking away.

"What's a P.A.?" Dean asked.

"I think they're kinda of like slaves."

They turn around as they're walking and Sam gave Brad a reassuring thumbs-up.

"They'll let anybody in this business, huh?" More incredulous scoff.

~Later~

Dean was walking with a tray of smoothies, while the cast and crew were getting ready to resume shooting. He set down the tray and went up the stairs. Suddenly, the lights on set go down, and the actors begin their take.

"Why don't we take it from, uh...'Come on, it'll be fun.' And, action!"

The actors were now standing inside the abandoned house, and "Wendy", played by Tara, has a book open in front of her.

"Come on, it'll be fun." She said as she began to read from the book in very choppy Latin. While she was doing so, Dean made his way up the scaffolding. He took out his EMF meter and scans the area, but nothing happens. Down on the ground, (M/n) was watching the actors, what Tara was reading sounded familiar.

"Maybe we'll finish this up tomorrow." McG said behind the camera.

"Oh my god, I hate you so much right now....you know?" Tara said, breaking character.

"Cut!" The cast and crew all began laughing.

"Very nice."

A few minutes later, Sam joined (M/n) and Dean as the Kraft services table.

"So?"

"No EMF anywhere."

"Great. So what do you think?" Sam asked.

"Well, I think being P.A. sucks. But...the food these people get, are you kidding me? I mean look at these things." Dean picked up a tiny sandwich. "They're like miniature Philly cheesesteak sandwiches. They're delicious." He held one up for Sam.

"Maybe later." Dean shrugged and took a huge bite.

"What's you find out about the dead crew guy?"

"Uh....Frank Jaffey was just filling in for the day. Nobody here knew him or where he lived or anything."

"Oh, great. So you found out about as much as I did."

"No, not quite. I-" Walter walked up to them.

"Hey guys."

"Oh, hey."

"Sorry." He leaned between the two brothers to pick up a sandwich.

"That's all right. They're wonderful!"

"Listen, I did dig up some stuff about Stage 9's history."

"yeah?"

"Yeah. four people died messy here over the past eighty years. Two suicides and two fatal accidents."

"Any one of those could be a vengeful spirit."

"Yeah. We've just gotta narrow it down more."

Dean smiled as he noticed Tara walk onto set. "I'll get right on that." Dean walked over to her, grabbing a call sheet from one of the set workers as he walks by. Nervously, he stepped up to her. "Are you supposed to get one of these?" She looked up at him and smiled, then her eyes flickered over to the demon still at the table, looking around fascinated. Dean saw her eyes keep looking at the boy. "I-I don't really know what I'm doing."

"First day?"

"Yeah. Me and my friend over there's big break." She laughed. "You know, I know its....really uncool to say this, but I-I'm a big fan. I loved you in Boogeyman."

"Oh, god, what a terrible script. But thank you."

"Yeah.....You found him, right? The....the dead guy?" She went quiet and looked down. "I'm sorry, you probably don't even wanna talk about this."

"No, no, actually. It's-it's okay. Nobody around here really brings it up very much. I think they're all scared I'm gonna have some kind of breakdown."

"That must have been awful. What happened?" The demon asked, walking up. Scaring the Winchester.

"It was horrible. There, there was all this blood coming from his eyes and from his mouth. And, uh...I saw this, um..." She stopped, embarrassed.

"What?"

"I saw this shape. To tell you the truth, I-I don't know actually, what I saw. I just know I saw it."

Walter came up, handing Tara a Snapple. "Here you go, Tara."

"Thanks, Walter." He walked away.

"Uh, so, this crew guy, Frank. Did you know him?"

"No, not that well."

"It's funny, it's like no one around here actually knew the guy."

"I've got his picture."

"You do?"

"Yeah. I take polaroids of all the crew. It's just one of those things you do to kill time on set." She flipped through a binder until she finds his picture. "Um...um...right there."

Dean looked at it closely and notices something. "Son of a bitch." (M/n) looked at him oddly.