Morgan Spencer was a lot of things.

She was still a high school student. She was almost done with her sophomore year. If things went right, Morgan would graduate valedictorian. She was proud of that.

She was a bit pretty, you could say. She had long black hair, with outrageous curls and in the preferred style of a ponytail. She had these bright amber eyes, like honey mixed with whiskey. Her skin was tan, with freckles all over. She was tall at her supposed age too, at 5'08.

She was a single mom. Her child was eight now. The girl had been adopted, raised by Morgan 'in the life' for almost a year now. Morgan hated bringing her daughter into it, but there was little she could do. Lilac had taken well to it.

Though she was loath to admit it, Morgan was special.

She was in line for the crown of her people, Queen of the Travelers. A race of humans that could walk between realities, typically the fictional ones. Morgan had been to dozens of them at her age. Her people had been cut off from her for almost two hundred years.

A part of Morgan hated their people for that.

Two hundred years of thinking she had thought she was a freak. That she was a monster. That she was something cursed. Alone, for two hundred years, without any idea of what she was.

Then she met Darcy in one of those realities. Darcy. Snarky, slutty, stupid Darcy. The sister Morgan had always wanted.

Darcy went to the Traveled life at age six, after her parents died. Morgan took he girl in, raising the girl as best she could. Darcy turned out fairly okay.

Until she died.

Eleven months ago. Or had it been two? Time worked so differently for Morgan.

It was a bit of a blur sometimes. Other times it felt fresh and achingly new.

On days like today, it felt fresh. So Morgan opted to vanish to a new reality to hide from it all.

She was sitting in her office, which she hated strictly on principle. She was sitting in a boring office chair, staring vacantly at the paperwork on her desk.

Her friend Lila, another Traveler, was in the room with her. Lila had short blonde hair, grass green eyes, and was Padalecki brand tall at 5'10, while she was only 14. The young girl was dressed in a yellow athletic shirt, with a purple vest, and neon green shorts.

Lila had come to recognize the 'Darcy Days' as other Travelers called it. Re young teen had learned it was a good idea to stay close to Morgan. You never knew when it would go from 'Darcy Day' to 'Bitch Day'.

"I'm thinking about going to Supernatural." She commented out of nowhere.

Lila stared at her in surprise. "What, really?" The show had seemed too...on the nose for Morgan right now.

"Yeah. I've been putting it off for awhile now." Morgan idly tossed around her unfinished paperwork onto her desk. She leaned back in her chair, pressing two fingers to the side of her forehead. "If I don't get out of this paperwork soon, I'm gonna kill Tracy."

"You've been doing paperwork for twenty minutes." Lila commented. She leaned over the desk, glancing at the papers. "And it's not even paperwork, it's your math homework."

"What?" Morgan lifted the papers up, eyeing them with confusion. "Huh. This is my math homework. I thought it was the new budget." She lowered it, a surprised look on her face. "I'm disappointed. I thought I found a way for Charlie in accounting to get those 38 watermelons he wanted."

Lila snorted. She shook her head in disbelief. It was good to see Morgan make jokes.

It had only been two months since Morgan's sister's death. Lila could still remember the loud cries Morgan made after Darcy's' funeral. The newly crowned princess had rarely smiled anymore.

If Traveling to Supernatural would make her happy...

"You watch much Supernatural?" Morgan asked.

It brought Lila back to the conversation. "Nah. It's...violent." Lila admitted. She blushed. "I've seen the stuff on Tumblr, though."

"I've seen it." A new girl piped in, having just walked in. She was blonde too, only with a much more 'surfer' style hairdo. She was mildly tan, with blue eyes and a wide smile. She wore a sky blue shirt Ron Jon Surf Shop shirt, with jeans. She was short at 5'5.

Morgan's eyes lit up. "Awesome. What's your name again?"

"Katelynn, with a K." She clarified.

"Katelynn with a K. That's what I'm calling you now." Morgan stated. Lila shook her head, smiling. "What are you, Dean girl or Sam girl?"

"I was a Sam girl, but then Castiel happened." Katelynn explained. Lila watched the two talk as if they were characters in an anime, but without subtitles or dubbing. "You?"

"Believe it or not, it's-what season are you?" Morgan paused.

"Just started five." Katelynn answered.

"Oh then I love the Trickster." Morgan answered.

"That murderer with a sweet tooth?" Katelynn asked in disbelief.

"I know. He's gorgeous." Their crowned princess sighed dramatically, swooning in her chair.

"He killed Dean!" Katelynn reminded Morgan.

"Everyone's killed Dean! Even Sam has killed Dean!" Morgan countered. She was happy to do it. Then she laughed. A dark knowing laugh that no human should ever make. "You just started five? Oh Chuck, you're in for a bad week."

"Do you know enough about the show?" Lila interjected. She was concerned about Morgan, the girl being one of her few Traveler friends.

"According to Netflix, 'Siblings Dean and Sam cross the country, picking fights with demon, ghosts, and monsters'. Dean and Cas have been eye fucking since their first scene. Probably since Misha's audition if we're being honest." Morgan explained.

Katelynn laughed, sitting in a chair at Morgan's desk. "God yes they have! It's exhausting! Cas left a brand on him. That only happens in the most romantic fanfictions!"

"Plus, there was a new episode last night. 'Goodbye Stranger', and I just...I need to be in a place that experiences that level of pain." Morgan explained, emotion in her eyes. "It...it was brutal and I am in love with it and I need to be surrounded by it."

Katelynn seemed to understand.

Lila was only more worried. "Everyone who watches that show is in love with pain." Lila stated.

"It's called masochism. We subscribed to it the second we heard Dad hadn't been home in a few days." Morgan supplied with too much pep for the topic. "Okay, you're on season 5?"

"Yeah. Finished Lucifer's Rising, and I'm going to watch 'Sympathy with the Devil' after my shift." Katelynn explained in cheer. She worked as Morgan's secretary, funny enough. Well it was funny to Morgan. She never thought she'd have a secretary.

"Why wait? Watch it now!" Morgan encouraged.

"But I'm at work." Katelynn reminded, confused.

"If I'm not even doing my job, then neither can you." Morgan warned, seriously. "It sets a bad image if we're not in sync with our slacking off. Now give me your phone number, I need to send you the memes I've been saving." Morgan squealed in delight. She brought out her phone. "And Tumblr stuff. Man, we're the gods of tumblr."

"Which is funny, considering our fandom has killed gods." Katelynn joked.

"What do I tell Tracy?" Lila asked, looking up from a clipboard.

"'Fuck off', and you can quote me on that." Morgan answered, scrolling through the photos on her phone. "Okay! Katelynn with a K, look at this picture I have of Sam from 'The Mystery Spot'! It's so funny, cause it's true!"

==DG==

It was two days later before Morgan was satisfied with her plans.

"You bitch!" Katelynn greeted Morgan.

The black haired girl grew a knowing smile. She was writing on her notebook. There was a lot of paperwork behind her, with colored strings connected to colored push pins, all in a code only Morgan seemed to understand. She never explained them to anyone, and no one wanted to stare at it long enough to put the code together.

Lila was in the room as well. She was mostly there to give Morgan the colored strings and push pins. She had been in the room while Morgan created that wall of terror and Lila still couldn't tell you why

"Finished season 5, huh?" Morgan teased.

"I just finished Swan Song." Katelynn hissed. Though she was smiling too. "How could you not warn me?!"

"Oh. Poor Katelynn with a K." Morgan made an over dramatic pout. "You thought you were ready for that emotionally, weren't you?"

"No! I wasn't."

Morgan grinned. She looked over at the confused Lila. "Katelynn over there kept texting me that she 'read it on fan-wiki' so she 'was prepared'. Come showtime, she's a sobbing wreck. A disgrace to the fandom."

"It's okay to cry, and be a man!" Katelynn argued in a too deep voice, and a bright teasing smile. Morgan threw her head back to laugh.

Lila was confused. Morgan, again, must've understood. Were they talking in code?

"Wait until you watch season six. You're going to die." Morgan promised, still laughing.

"I want to say I don't believe you." Katelynn complained. She limped over to the couch, collapsing onto it. "But you said that about Hammer of the Gods-"

"Don't bring up that emotional hell." Morgan groaned. "My heart broke a little more when you mentioned it."

"Don't you miss season one? When they were happy?" Katelynn complained loudly.

"I don't know. Sam just lost his girlfriend. He doesn't look happy. I wouldn't be either, but I knew Jess was going to die."

Lila felt her spirits rise when Morgan and Katelynn just open mouth stared at her. "What? It was all over tumblr."

"You just started the show?" Morgan asked.

"Last night, yeah."

"What episode are you on?" Katelynn asked.

"I stopped before Faith." Lila admitted.

"Fuck you." Morgan and Katelynn instantly muttered, looks of surprise on their faces.

"Never speak to me, until you're caught up." Morgan warned, holding up a hand as if to distance herself from Lila's innocence.

"You're in season eight!"

"She's in six. Pick your poison. Hehehe...poison. I need to write that down, I'll need some just in case."

The most shocking thing was the shopping list Morgan always seemed to need. Guns, bullets, swords, a rubber duck ("I didn't think it was possible to commit murder with a rubber duck either, but I was reading some smut fic and-" "I said I didn't want to know!"), two sawed off shotguns, and some new hunting knives.

Honestly, the woman treated all of this like some kind of destination vacation.

"Look at the brightside-" Morgan commented.

"Brightside?!" Lila screeched.

"I converted you to Supernaturalism. That's a whole new fun brand of religion." Morgan smirked too wide.

"When does she leave?" Lila asked Katelynn.

The other blonde glanced at a wall clock. "Soon. But she's only gone for an hour, then we have to deal with her again."

"I heard sometimes it was two." Lila added with teasing hope.

Katelynn smiled with that same hope. "On if only we could be so lucky."

"Wow. Okay. I see where I stand." Morgan commented, putting her hands on her hips. "I would stay away longer, but then I'd be giving you blondes what you want."

"But seriously when do you leave?" Lila asked.

Morgan groaned, head lolling back. "Bitches. If this is the treatment I'm gonna get, then I'm leaving now!" She marched towards the door, completely missing that she was giving the blondes what they wanted.

Lila didn't miss it. She smiled at Katelynn. "Can I keep you around?"

"My internship isn't done until summer, so yes." Katelynn grinned. She sunk further down into the couch. "This is gonna be so much fun."

Morgan came back in, grabbing her bigger on the inside bag. "Forgot my bag." She turned her nose up, not looking at either blonde. "You're still bitches. Good bye."

"Later." The blondes congregated on the couch, deciding to talk about the few episodes Lila had seen.

A part of Morgan's heart warmed at seeing friendship start over Supernatural.

==DG==

AN: Here we are. I've been trying to publish this for ages, it's never been right.

Most of the conversations have really happened between me and my friend, who's relatively new to the fandom. SkadiLokison, ha ha, haha, ha ha.

This is part of the Spencer Saga. For those that care, it's before The Day My Life Continued. Morgan is 197 right now.