A Fairytale Ending

Brooklyn let out a huff as she climbed into Olivia's car, tossing her sister a frown. "What is this about? You've never demanded I come on a shoot.." she trailed off with a sigh as she turned away from her sister, focusing on the road ahead of them. She shifted around in her seat, trying to find a comfortable position for her back. She liked to think she did a good job hiding what went on behind closed doors.

Her stomach growled and she shrank into her seat as she wrapped her arms around herself, "I'm sorry, I didn't get the chance to eat before I left. I had to make sure Brett had a lunch for work and get some chores done..." she trailed off with a shrug of her shoulders.

"Where is the shot?"

Olivia stilled at her sister’s words. She tried not to visibly show her disdain, but the older girl couldn’t help it. Making a last minute decision, Olivia swung the car through the nearest drive-thru despite the protests coming out of the other blonde’s mouth.

“Would you shut the hell up for a second, Brook, seriously you need to eat.” She scolded her sister in a hushed voice before proceeding to order.

After she had gotten the pair of them some breakfast, and once Brooklyn had ceased her complaints, Olivia spoke up. “I know you needed to get out for a bit, I thought it might be nice for us to have some time together.” Olivia failed to mention this was a bigger shoot, with bigger names, and a bigger paycheck which she was going to use in a feeble attempt to help her sister.

The moment that Brooklyn realized where Olivia was heading, she began protesting, shaking her head rapidly. "Liv, please. If this shoot is important, we don't have time to stop," she tried to reason. That was a better explanation than the truth, right?

Brooklyn had promised herself that she wouldn't eat the food that was offered to her but the moment that her fingers felt the promised heat from the food, she was done. She began to dig into the sandwich, figuring that she could leave the hashbrown for last. They were always the best part to her.

"Thank you," Brooklyn amended once she finished off her sandwich, slowly beginning to nibble away at the hashbrown. It was best to savour it. "Who's the shoot with?"

Olivia laughed at her younger sister’s inquisitive manner. She shrugged, wanting to keep her in suspense. Olivia herself was actually very, very nervous. She hadn’t ever scored a job this big, but her work had been growing and people had been reaching out to contact her. She had never worked an actual convention before, only a few press shoots… Needless to say she was ecstatic.

“Well,” she started as she decided to give in to her sisters prodding eyes. “That convention that’s in town for that show? Supernatural? Yeah, I’m shooting a panel today.”

Olivia turned to her sister, a wide spread grin on her face. “I also have a job lined up next month for a concert. An actual fucking concert, Brook!”

Brooklyn's jaw dropped as her eyes widened, her head snapping around to face her sister. She opened and closed her mouth twice over before she managed to actually speak. "What?! And you couldn't tell me?!" She let out a whine as she set her head back against the headrest.

"Nope. Nuhuh. I can't do it, Liv. Sorry, I just remembered that I have an appointment I have to go to today.." Brooklyn trailed off, only to let out a nervous laugh. She cleared her throat as she glanced down to her lap where she tugged on the end of her shirt. "I would have worn something better than this is I had known!"

A small, nervous smile settled onto her features as she glanced up to Olivia. "What concert are you shooting?"

“You wouldn’t have come if I told you exactly what was going on and you fucking know it,” Olivia pointed out as she rolled her eyes. “Oh shut up you look just fine.”

Olivia smirked as she continued to drive, the GPS calling out to her that her destination was a quarter mile away. “Some small pop band,” She answered. “But, there’s a rock music festival going on at the beginning of next month that my name is in the hat for!”

Olivia grinned as she pulled into the parking lot, “So let’s keep our fingers crossed that I get it, okay?”

She parked the car and then reached over her sister, popping open the glove box. She pulled out to lanyards, tossing one in Brooklyn’s lap. “Here, you have to wear this.”

"True," Brooklyn agreed after a moment with a nod of her head. "I mean, what am I supposed to say if I actually meet any of them?" She asked, a shiver running down her spine. The thought sent her nerves all over the place but tried to play it off that she was excited. She didn't want Olivia thinking that she was mad or anything along those lines.

Pulling the lanyard over her head, Brooklyn climbed out of the car and was quick to follow after his sister with her hands shoved into her pockets. She looked around uneasily, chewing on her bottom lip.

"I know you'll get the gig next month, Liv. I'm so proud of you," Brooklyn murmured, offering a small smile when her sister looked to her. "You always do. What bands are playing?"

Olivia smiled and grabbed her bag of gear before closing her door and locking the vehicle. She grinned at her sister and looped her arm through the other blondes’ arm as they walked towards the entrance of the building. “There have only been a few names released so far, but the only one I can think of is Five Finger Death Punch, it’s supposed to be like a surprise show… So there isn’t much information.”

When they walked through the side entry of the building they were immediately stopped by security. Olivia held up her lanyard, nudging her sister to do the same. They directed the pair where they needed to go. Olivia was nervous, to say the least. She really wanted everything to go smoothly. This job was so very important to her.

“So the biggest thing I need your help with is switching out lenses,” Olivia said with a shaking breath as she began to set up.

"That sounds like it's going to be awesome!" Brooklyn exclaimed, a grin erupting on her features as she nodded as if to agree with herself. She wasn't going to make a comment about wanting to go, despite that being the truth, because she knew her sister well enough to know that if she did, Olivia wouldn't give her any other option. She wouldn't drop it and then Brooklyn would end up going and... a shudder run down her spine as she considered the consequences of such a decision. A careless, unnecessary decision.

With Olivia's instructions in mind, Brooke nodded again. "Of course. You just tell me what you need done and I'll do it," she answered quietly, the nerves settling in the pit of her stomach.

"Are we just staying for the panel and then leaving? Or?"

As Olivia continued to set everything up, she thought for a moment. She was invited to stay after the panel for a meet and greet, but she wasn’t too sure if she wanted to do so. She bit her lip as she thought about it. Olivia had never been good with meeting people, and if she said or did something stupid—she would never let herself live it down.

She looked over at her sister, a small, skeptical smile settling on her features. Olivia knew that Brooklyn would probably enjoy it and Olivia would do anything to see a genuine smile on her sister’s face. Olivia nodded as she pointed towards their lanyards. “We get to stay afterwards.”

Olivia reached out and patted her sisters back, but before she could say thank you, Brooklyn was wincing and pulling away. “Brook,” she said as her lips set in a hard line. She was going to kill that bastard one day.

Brooklyn let out a small squeal of excitement when Olivia mentioned they were able to stay after the panel but didn't think to ask what for. She figured that it was probably just to walk around the con, it wouldn't be for something over the top. She was sure of it.

Before her line of thought could finish, Olivia was setting a hand on her and she flinched away on instinct because she hadn't been thinking enough to stop her initial reaction. Brooklyn cleared her throat, reaching to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. "I'm sorry. I... uh," she paused to shrug, turning to hide the expression that crossed her face. "Didn't mean to. I just tripped on my shoe lace going down the stairs the other day and fell and it's still sort of painful," she explained quietly.

Brooklyn cleared her throat, forcing an uneasy smile to her lips as she nudged Olivia gently. "Hey, I think it's about to start?" She hoped to change the subject as she rubbed her arm, refusing to look in her direction because she felt like she was an open book splayed open for anyone who wanted to read her.

Olivia tried her hardest not to roll her eyes at her sister, not wanting to cause a fight just before she knew they were going to be having fun. As if on cue, the lights dimmed right after Brooklyn said she thought it was about to start. Olivia’s heart was pounding, the noise deafening her ears as she tried to steady her hands. She couldn’t fuck this up. Every single shot had to—and she meant had to be absolutely perfect. If it wasn’t, she was almost a thousand percent sure that she would never get a good gig again.

As the actors began to file into their seats, Olivia turned and grinned at her sister. “You ready?” She whispered excitedly.

Olivia didn’t wait for a response as she brought her camera up to her face, looking through the view finder. She scanned the panel for a moment before she focused in on Jeffery Daddy Morgan, snapping a few pictures before moving along. She next found Jensen, her eyebrows furrowing for a moment because he wasn’t sitting still. He was laughing at something, but, as if something told him to, his eyes made contact with her camera. Click.

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Brooklyn gave a hesitant smile as Olivia spoke, her eyes trained on the actors as they began to file onto the stage. Her stomach twisted and she was quick to look down when Jeffrey appeared, waving toward the crowd. She shifted around, playing with the edge of her shirt. She opened her mouth to ask if there was anything she could do but decided against it. Brooke was sure that Liv would tell her the moment she needed something done.

She kept glancing toward Olivia, chewing on her bottom lip as she looked back toward the actors. Brooklyn hadn't heard what was said but they were laughing and her heart swelled at the sight of Jeffrey slapping his knee, shaking his head. He was seemingly happy and that was enough to spark her own happiness.

"I think he's smiling at you," Brooke whispered, letting out a small giggle when she noticed Jensen looking pointedly in their direction.

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Jensen shifted around in his seat, letting out a laugh at a comment that Jim made. He shook his head, raising the microphone to snap right back at him. He turned after a moment, his eyes searching the crowd as if something was telling him to. He let out another laugh when Jared chimed in but kept still compared to what he normally would have because he noticed a girl trying to take pictures. What appeared to be legitimate pictures as she didn't have a plain looking camera.

Jensen's attention kept shifting to the photographer for a moment before back to the crowd, feeling surprisingly relaxed compared to what he normally felt at such large events.

Olivia rolled her eyes at her sister and pointed down towards another lens that she needed to switch out. Was he looking at her? Surely he wasn’t. She couldn’t help but continue to snap pictures of the green eyed man in front of her. Every time he would make eye contact with her, she decided he was just looking to her camera, allowing her to get the pictures she needed.

Olivia did notice, however, that the eyes of Jeffery kept flicking down towards them as well. Maybe they were distracting? She hoped not… They seemed to continue on with the flow of conversation and answering questions just fine. That was the only thing that kept her senses intact.

“There is no way,” Olivia whispered. “Aren’t they supposed to be used to these kind of things?”

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Jeffery had had a busy morning. Between taking phone calls and prepping with the cast, he was exhausted. However, he was pretty excited to get this show on the road. That, and they all planned on going for drinks afterward.

What Jeffery thought was going to be a normal panel all changed when his eyes laid upon a beautiful blonde girl next to the photographer. Although she had a smile on her face, her eyes looked empty. Even with the bright studio lights blinding him, he could see the dark circles around the young woman’s eyes. The only time they lit up seemed to be when he made eye contact with her.

Jeffery loved making people happy… Therefore, for some reason, he silently made it his mission to keep the seemingly sad but strikingly beautiful girl smiling. Any chance he had to through a small smirk or raise his eyebrows her way, he did.

Brooklyn swallowed the lump that formed in her throat when she noticed that a few of the guys kept looking down in their direction. More specifically Jeffrey and Jensen but she didn't know why. They were probably distracting the boys from their job and that made her stomach sink. She curled her shoulders in on herself, tugging on her bottom lip as she listened to the panel continue.

"Huh?" She asked, jerking to alertness when Olivia spoke. She looked down and quickly reached for the lens that she needed to switch out. Brooklyn's stomach flipped as she looked back up to the stage, only to catch Jeffrey grinning in her direction. Her eyes widened a bit as she glanced around, assuming that he must have been looking at someone else. When Brooklyn realized there was no one directly behind or beside her, Brooklyn's heart began racing.

"I thought so.. but I dunno?" Brooklyn murmured, chewing on her bottom lip. "Maybe they've just had long days or something? So they're not as focused? That must be it, right?"

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Jensen figured that it had been a while since he last put actual effort into a panel and so he straightened up a bit, remembering the little hints that he had always been... instructed with by the Creations team. When there was a lull in conversation needed from him, Jensen smirked and leaned back in his seat to motion for one of the guards who stood by the stairs to come over to him.

He leaned over and whispered quick instructions before refocusing on a question that had conveniently been directed toward him. Jensen smirked to himself as he watched the guard heading toward the exit, sure he was grabbing the passes he had asked for. The other blond seemed to be with the photographer so he figured it was only fair to invite them both back after the panel.

Olivia’s heart was pounding as she saw security marching over towards her and her sister. She swallowed the nervous lump that was forming in her throat, trying to keep paying attention to what she was doing. Her breathing hitched as security came over, two passes in hand. He leaned down and whispered in her ear where they came from and where they needed to go afterwards.

When the security guard finally slipped away, she turned to her sister. Olivia’s eyes were wider than saucers, her voice barely able to squeak out to her sister. “Brooklyn. Brooklyn. Jensen fucking Ackles just sent these over for us. What the hell are we supposed to do? We can’t do that? Are you kidding me?” At this point she was rambling, but she was out of her mind.

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Jeffery leaned back in his chair, a small smirk on his face as he watched what Jensen had done. Jensen had been eyeing the pair just as he had throughout the panel. From what Jeffrey had known, it had been a while since Jensen had been with anyone… And to be quite honest, the same could be said for the older man. It was a busy life, and there wasn’t a whole hell of a lot of time for socialization.

Jeffrey pulled his phone from his pocket, as discreetly as possible. He thumbed out a quick text to his co-star, Did you do what I think you just did?

Slipping his phone back into his pocket, he leaned on the table, resting his chin in his hand. The attention was on Jared for the moment, so he had nothing to worry about as far as getting caught on his phone during the panel.

When Jensen felt the vibrations of his phone going off in his pocket, he chuckled to himself as he glanced over to Jeffrey. He raised an eyebrow and shrugged his shoulders while mouthing 'what? He didn't need to look to know that it was the older man who had sent him a message. As secretive as Jeffrey had been, each of the actors seemed to know when another was doing something that they would have gotten scolded for.

As the panel neared its ending, Jensen locked eyes with the photographer and winked. His eyes attention lingered a bit long before he managed to turn back to the crowd for the past few questions.

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Brooklyn's entire attention had snapped down to the pass in her hand even after Olivia spoke and the panel continued on. She heard them talking, heard the crowd laugh and sigh at times but she could only seem to wrap her head around what trouble she would be in when she finally got home. It wasn't as if she had asked permission to leave, she had waited until Brett left for work before Olivia picked her up. If they used the passes, it would only mean they would be there longer... but she would get the chance to talk to Jeffrey. It was a once in a lifetime sort of opportunity she thought so she hoped she could enjoy it while it lasted.

Jensen left the panel with a farewell before he pushed to his feet. He gave the crowd a wave as he excited the stage, stepping over to the area that the girls would meet him at. He hoped they wouldn't be long because, well, it wouldn't be long before other fans spotted him. As much as he appreciated his fans, sometimes it got to be a bit much.

Olivia’s heart pounded as she watched the actors excited the stage. She shared a nervous glance at her sister before she started to pack things up as quickly as she could. “As long as we just get in and out we should be fine,” She mumbled as she started shoving her camera into it’s bag. “I mean we can’t be rude and just not show up, because Jensen kind of sent these over for us… And I don’t want to come across as a total bitch.”

Olivia let off a small huff as she finished packing everything up. She handed her sister one of the bags to carry. As the pair of them stalked off towards where they needed to head, she turned to her sister. She spoke low and quickly. “Let’s get in and out, Brook. I can’t afford to say some stupid shit and have my damn career ruined.”

Olivia raised an eyebrow as what seemed to be a flood of relief wash over her sisters face when she mentioned getting in an out. She shrugged it off as they were ushered into the room where they were supposed to be. Upon entering, her eyes immediately locked with Jensen’s. “Hi,” she mumbled shyly. She held up the pass, “Thanks for this.”

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Once the panel ended, they all went back to the small break room to regroup before heading out and surely being spotted by more fans. Jeffrey grabbed a bottle of water and flopped down on the couch, raising an eyebrow at Jensen from across the room. “So Jensen, you still got a thing for blondes then,” he laughed as he twisted the lid off of the water. He took a small sip of it before setting it down on the table in front of him.

He settled back into the couch, relaxing for a brief moment as he listened to the other speak amongst themselves. Some were talking about ridiculous questions they had been asked and others were just happy it went smoothly. As for Jeffrey, he was feeling a mixture of happy it was over and still wanting to be out there. He always loved interacting with his fans.

When the two blondes walked into the room, Jeffrey got to his feet. He reached his hand out to shake the hand of the one who introduced herself as Olivia. Mostly because she stuck it out to be shook. But as he eyed the other one, the one who seemed empty, he went in for the kill and gave her a hug. “Hey, sweetheart. Glad you both made it back. Looked like you had fun out there.”

"Okay, I'm sorry but did you see her dimples whenever she'd smile? I mean, they weren't deep or anything but they were just... right," Jensen answered with a shrug of his shoulders. He sipped at the bottle of water he'd taken from the panel table, tossing his head back to rest it on the back of the couch. His eyes slipped shut as he let out a sigh. "And her lips, they were ju-"

Jensen cleared his throat and straightened at the sound of the door opening. His eyes widened as a slight tint came to his cheeks. He looked around for a moment before his attention was brought to the photographer and her friend.

"Huh?" He said as she held up the pass. He smirked as he shook his head, waving it off. "Don't mention it. I mean, can you blame me? I've never seen you at a convention before and I mean, you're pretty cute so..." he trailed off with a shrug of his shoulders. "Why not make your first convention a little bit more exciting?"

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Brooklyn stood a step or so behind Olivia even as they stepped into the room. She shoved her hands into her pockets and looked down to her feet, suddenly feeling small inside the room with so many actors she had looked up to for so long. In the hours she was alone, she would watch Supernatural and the show alone was enough to relax her because she liked to imagine she was in the show. Even if it was for someone insignificant - it would still be a better world than the one she lived in now.

Her mind was so lost in her thoughts that she wasn't paying attention when Jeffrey stood. She let out a tiny gasp as his arms wrapped around her, part pain and part surprise. But instinct kicked in and her arms slipped around his waist to return the hug before she was quick to pull away. She looked up to Jeff with a nervous smile, taking another step back.

"Yeah, uh... the panel was great. Olivia, she surprised me with the tickets this morning. Didn't tell me where we were going until I was already in the car."