"Where the hell-" The crowd I was sitting in got silent as the man started speaking to Sam in Japanese. The clock started to count down as Sam looked to his brother for help. I stood up and made my way over to the stairs, but before someone grabbed my wrist.

"Miss? Where are you going? The shows about to get really good." I narrowed my eyes at the man and pulled my wrist away from him. "None of your goddam business." I went to walk again but the man grabbed my wrist again.

"That's it, buddy." I swung around and my fist collided into his face. He fell back into the people behind him. With a huff, I walked onto the stairs and started to walk down them.

"I am sorry, Sam Winchester." The man on the stage said.

"Sorry? Sorry for what?" But before Sam could get an answer the red ball attached to the stage swung up and punched him right in the crotch. My hand flew to cover my wide open mouth. Sam crouched over in pain.

"Whoa! 'Nut-cracker'!"

I stood there in shock at what just happened. Why the hell are they on this game show? Why the hell am I here? I snapped myself out of my shocked state and continued down the stairs.

When I got the last stair security guards came over and stood in front of me. "Come one guys. Are we really going to do this? Right here? Right now?" They said nothing and just stood there. Behind them, on the stage, Castiel had appeared.

"-You've been missing for days."

"So get us the hell out of here then." Castiel nodded briefly before disappearing in static. I peeked my head around one of the guards to see what was going on better.

"No, no, no. Mr. Trickster does not like pretty boy angels." And then that's when it hit me. Gabriel was working on the Winchesters...but why like this? The game continued and I looked up at the two guards.

"Okay. Guys. I happen to know your boss. He's not going to like it when I tell him about this little situation." They said and did nothing about it. "Okay, playing hard to get, are we? Alright. I'm game." I crossed my arms and stayed still for a second before I punched the guard to the right.

He fell to the floor and the second guard came over to grab me but I punched him as well. He stumbled back a bit. The first guard started to stand up but I slammed my foot into his face. Guard number two grabbed my arms so I jumped up and headbutted him in the nose. This sent him to the floor holding his bleeding nose. Both guards made no moves to try again.

I took my guard down and I placed a hand on my stomach and knee out of breath. This whole baby thing was really slowing me down. When I looked back up I saw we weren't in the same place.

I stood on a basketball field watching a few guys play basketball. Sam was talking to a camera about genital herpes while Dean was playing basketball.

"Dean," I whisper hissed over to him when he came close to me.

"Cansas? What are you doing here? Are you alright?" He asked walking over to me. I nodded and placed my hands on my hips. Why am I here? Oh, that's right. I came to grab Gabriel. 3 minutes tops my ass.

"Um...I had picked up a case on-the trickster. Yep. And now I'm here." Dean narrowed his eyes at me. He could tell I was lying. Before he could say anything to me Sam came over. "Cansas. I saw you take down those guards. Are you good?"

"Yep...so, how do we get out of here?" But yet again, before the brothers could answer the scenery changed and I was sitting in a brightly colored motel room. With a sigh, I got up and walked out of the room. The door next to me shut and a woman only her underwear and black heels walked away.

"Um-miss. Who was in that room?" She giggled a little.

"Dean." I nodded my head slowly. "Alright. Thanks."

She walked away and I turned back to the door. "Cansas." I looked over to see Castiel standing there. Blood ran down his face from his cuts. "Where are they?" He asked.

"This way come on." We both made our way over to the door and he opened it. The inside was the same as the room I was in first. Sam and Dean looked over at us.

"Are you two okay?" Dean asked.

"I don't have much time." We both walked into the room.

"What happened?"

"I got out."

"From where?" Dean asked but Castiel ignored the question. "Listen to me. Something is not right. This thing is more powerful than should be." Oh no...

"What thing? The trickster?"

"If it is a trickster." Oh no, no, no.

"What do you mean?" Sam asked but before Castiel could answer he was thrown into the wall behind us.

"Hello!" I looked over to see Gabriel jump into the room. An invisible crowd started to cheer.

"Thank you! Thank you." Castiel stood up, a piece of duct tape over his mouth.

"Hi, Castiel." Castiel's eyes widened when he saw who he was staring at. Gabriel waved his hand and Castiel was gone in static.

"You know him?"

"Where did you just send him?"

"Relax. He'll live. Maybe." Sam pulled me closer to him as Dean walked over to Gabriel.

"You know what? I'm done with the money dance. We get it."

"Yeah? Get what, hotshot?" As the minutes went by Dean got progressively more pissed.

"Playing our roles, right? That's your game?"

"That's half the game."

"What's the other half?" I took hold of Sam's jacket when I started to feel a bit nauseous. I looked at the floor and closed my eyes. Not here. Dear god not here. Sam wrapped his arm around me and let me use him as support. Gabriel saw this and a look of worry crossed his face for a second before he snapped back.

"You know-Sam starring as Lucifer. Dean starring as Michael. Your celebrity death match. Play your roles." Sam tightened his grip on me.

"You want us to say yes to those sons of bitches?"

"Hells yeah. Let's light this candle." I looked back up slightly to look at the scene before me.

"We do that, the world ends."

"Yeah? And whose fault is that? Who popped Lucifer out of the box, hmm? Look, it's started. You started it. It can't be stopped. So, let's get this over with." I pushed away from Sam and stood on my own. The room was early quiet until Dean spoke.

"Heaven or Hell? Which side you on?" I shook my head.

"Dean...don't-"

"It's alright Candy I can handle it," Gabriel said looking over at me and then back to Dean. "I'm not on either side."

"Yeah right." Dean scoffed. "You're grabbing ankle for Michael or Lucifer. Which one is it?" Dear god, this wasn't going to end well at all.

"You listen to me you arrogant dick. I don't work for either of those S.O.B's, believe me." Dean was quiet for a minute.

"Hmm. Oh, you're somebody's bitch." And that's when it snapped. Gabriel grabbed Dean by the jacket and pinned him to the wall. Sam went to walk over but I held my arm out to stop him. He looked down at me and I shook my head. To say I wasn't a little scared was a lie. I had never seen Gabriel get this pissed.

"Don't you ever, ever presume to know what I am." Gabriel let go of Dean and in a split second, I was standing next to him. My stomach did a front flip and I had to steady myself.

"Here's whats going to happen. You're gonna suck it up, accept your responsibilities, and play the roles destiny has chosen for you."

"And if we don't?" Gabriel smirked.

"Then you'll stay in tv land...forever. 300 channels and nothings on." Gabriel snapped his fingers and the brothers were gone.

"You got to stop teleporting me places. I think I might hurl." I said walking over to the table and sitting down.

"What are you doing here?" Gabriel asked sitting down as well.

"I need to tell you something," I said eyeing the sandwich on the table. "Is anyone going to eat that?" I asked looking over to Gabriel who has his eyebrows raised. "No."

"Well, then. Don't mind if I do." I said pulling plate closer. I had to take out a whole bunch of the insides so I would be able to eat it normally. Before I could start eating the sandwich I stopped myself. What the hell was I thinking? 'Is anyone going to eat that?' Jesus, I'm so insensitive.

Placing the sandwich on the plate I looked back over at Gabriel. "I'm sorry...Are you alright?" I asked taking his hand in mine. "I should be asking you that. You looked like you were going to puke."

"Well...I was...I'm-sick." I lied. Just tell him already!

"Then why are you here? You should be in bed." He said standing up.

"Uh...no, no. I'm fine. I don't feel bad anymore." Gabriel narrowed his eyes at me.

"Okay...well, what was it that you needed to tell me?" Come on! Suck it up! Be a big girl! My inner voice yelled at me but my mouth did differently.

"Um-You know what. How about after this I tell you. It's really not that big of a deal." Gabriel stood there confused. Oh god, he's going to hate me. So I broke the silence.

"Anyway, I have an idea."