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i was afraid if i heard your voice, i wouldn’t have been able to leave.
pt 1
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i was afraid if i heard your voice, i wouldn’t have been able to leave.
pt 1
Fic for mishcolins MishaxKaren
“Karen.” She said her eyes wondering around the room. It was bustling with extras and writers and television personnel.
“Okay, Karen, so here is a new copy of the script and if you go through that door right there,” The woman behind the desk pointed a well-manicured finger at the door to the left labeled ‘stars’. “Then there should be a trailer with your name on it. Wardrobe and Makeup will be with you.” The woman didn’t smile but Karen nearly jumped as she opened the door.
It was like a whole new world. It wasn’t an extra holding room, it was just off set. There were ten or eleven different trailers. The first one read “Jared Padalecki” Karen shook just a little bit; this was a big deal even if she only had four lines.
The next one was labeled “Jensen Ackles” And Karen smiled helplessly staring at the silver tube and waiting to see if he happened to come out.
The workers were bustling around and a few of them had noticed her waiting, so she kept her head low and moved on, then her eyes grew wide.
Her favourite actor, Misha Collins. She smiled, moving quickly passed the trailer before she fangirl’d out. The next trailer thankfully, was hers. It wasn’t the most permanent marker, a piece of paper printed with her name on it. She rushed in quickly a huge smile on her face.
There wasn’t much to see inside the trailer, it was clean, probably cleaned after the last guest star left. Karen unfolded the script in her hand and flipped to her part. The lines were the same as she had rehearsed.
She played an angel in Castiel’s garrison who was intent on bringing him back home. She was going over the lines anyway when there was a knock on the door. She jumped a little.
In wardrobe they put her in a long white dress. And in makeup they brushed out her hair so it was wavy. Her hands were shaking.
“Alright honey.” Said the tall woman combing through Karen’s hair with her fingers. “Now, set is just down the way a bit, you’ll see a set of cameras.”
Karen nodded and whispered her thanks as she exited the makeup trailer. She walked slowly looking around. There were buildings among buildings. Like its own little town inside a town.
One of the filmers, or editors, or directors must have seen her and she was dragged on set where they informed her they had been waiting. She nodded and apologized. She turned her head and saw a smiling Misha Collins getting his hair touched up. She felt like fainting but stayed strong.
“Places everyone!” Screamed a loud man behind the camera and Karen was dragged next to Misha on set. Misha smiled at her. “Hi, I’m Misha, You’re new.”
“I’m uh, Karen.”
“Hi Uh Karen.” He said, as the marker guy recited the take and scene then slapping the board together.
The called rolling, then action and all of a sudden Karen couldn’t be Karen anymore, just like Misha wasn’t Misha. Karen had to be an angel.
“Castiel, you need to come back to heaven, you need to explain to Rafael.” She spoke, walking closer to Cas, who looked down at her and stepped back.
“I have nothing to say to him.”
“Castiel, you need to make this right. For all of us.” Karen was so close to Misha, and her heart was beating so fast, but she kept her cool.
“CUT!” Screamed the half-bald man in the director chair. He turned to conference with the people behind him.
Karen twiddled her thumbs, avoiding eye contact. Some girls came up to muss up Misha’s hair again and Karen examined the set. The walls were hollow drywall, but appeared as if chesnut wood.
“Alright.” The director stood up and neared the actors. He put a thick hand on Karens shoulder and looked at Misha. “We made a new decision about this angel’s character. She is your ex-lover type person, or y’know some angel in your garrison that had a little crush on Cas.”
Misha nodded but Karen’s head was going numb, afraid of what the director would direct.
“So, Karen, Right?” Karen nodded. “Karen, when you say this, I want you to really push it out right really light, put your hand on him or something. Misha you reciprocate to a degree, but different. Then ad-lib something along the lines of ‘this can’t work’ ‘what can’t work, Castiel’ ‘us’ you know, something sappy. Improv, you can do this.” The director nodded confidently and returned to his post.
They called all the marks, and then Action. Karen took a deep breath and then gave her best in love eyes, forcing making them just a little wet as if she was sad. “Castiel,” She slurred “You need to come back, you need to explain…to Rafael.” She looked aside when she Rafael and then back at Castiel, placing a hand on his chest.
Castiel looked at her hand and placed his on top. Karen kept in character, but her heart was beating fast. “I have nothing to say…not to him.” He looked down at Karen, his blue eyes deep and endless pools.
“Castiel, you need to make this right, for all of us.” She looked up at him.
Karen knew from this point on it was improv. But what happened isn’t what she expected. Misha lifted Karen up and pushed her against the wall lightly. He placed his lips on her just faintly, and she could feel him smirk against her lips. Acting, she reminded herself. She’s acting, he’s acting. She ran her hands into his hair, which was excessively gelled.
Then he set her down. “I apologize. I believe I have let you on.” He nodded as he spoke.
“What do you mean?” Her eyes were wide.
“This can’t work.”
“What can’t work?”
“Us.”
“CUT!” “That was great.”
The rest of filming was basic stuff, the only thing that mattered was that Karen got to kiss Misha. She kissed Misha Collins.
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