To Queen Cersie of House Lannister,the Queen of the Andals and the first men,Protector of the Seven Kingdoms.

This letter is from your faithful, yet anynomous servant from the Citadel. I am well aware of the uprisings and the change of allies in the kingdom. To assist you,i have attached a package with a mystical object,which would help Your Grace to achieve your objective. May your reign bring peace to Westeros and the lands beyond.

Cersie opened the package and felt the golden object pulse on her palm. She didn't know what it was but the instructions further below the letter on how to use it and what it would do made her lips curve into a satisfying smirk. She grabbed it and walked towards her room, dismissing all her servants. What she was about to do was something no one was supposed to know about.

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"Okay,you want us to believe that you're the queen of this..This kingdom called Westeros and there are zombies coming to attack this place. And you want us to help you kill them and also kill this..This teenage girl with dragons and.. a king of some northern country?" Dean finished, looking at Cersie like she was a mad woman. Sam had given up trying to calm his brother down and stared down at the purple liquid served to him in a golden goblet.

It had been around two hours,Sam guessed,since they had woken up in this stupid alternate world with dragons and zombies. The Winchesters had seen a lot of supernatural creatures in their journey as hunters but being dragged into another world? That had never happened.

"Maybe this is all a dream.."Sam thought,rudely interrupted by the blonde woman who called herself the queen.

"And you two..Boys..Want me to believe that you come from this..Other world.. Dressed up like mad men..Carrying..A metal box..."

"Its called a computer, blondie" Dean muttered,finishing his drink in one gulp.

"Whatever it is. I don't care. Can you help me or not? My kingdom is in danger..You have to help me vanquish those White walkers and kill my enemies. Its for the good of the realm" Cersie finished,her eyes jumping between the two brothers. She was desperate,but she was the Queen. She wouldn't plead two boys to help her. If they refused, she'd have their heads on a spike.

"Why can't you defeat them with whatever weapons you have?" Sam asked,speaking after a long pause.

Cersie sighed,knowing that sentiment was the only thing which could work now. "I'm a woman. I have no weapons of my own.. Except for a few measely tears and what's between my.."her voice faded.

Dean smirked and was about to make a comment about it when Sam nudged him harshly and glared at him.

"Fine. We'll help you. First,we have to go see for ourselves what we're dealing with." Sam said,getting up,taking his bag. He knew that there was no point arguing with her.

"Its in the north,a few miles from a place called Winterfell. It'll take days for you to go there" Cersie said,smoothly walking over to them,her gold and red lannister robes fluttering behind her. Sam observed that she had chugged down almost eight glasses of wine during their discussion.

"Not when you have my car" Dean smirked and grabbed his keys,walking out of the dining room.

"The woman's back should be in a bad shape by now,sitting on that throne made of blades" Dean whispered to Sam on their way out. Sam chuckled and opened the door of the car,the guards around them staring at it, awestruck.

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"The blondie was quite sexy you know. And she surely knows how to dirty talk"

"Dean shut up. She's the queen. And she's really scheming and manipulative. I think there's a bad motive behind what she wan-.."

Suddenly the car came to a halt. They were passing by old,small houses made of stone and hay,and it was freezing cold. There wasn't a single soul out and about and it was just 2 in the afternoon. Or that's what Sam's watch showed.

"What the hell?" Dean muttered and they got down from the car,trying to see what was wrong with it.

Suddenly a large group of men appeared from nowhere and before the brothers could process what was going on around them,they were taken down,their faces covered with dirty,old rugs and were lifted by them. All Dean and Sam could do was scream and try to free themselves but they were outnumbered. A knock on their heads from the onion knight,the man leading the crowd, silenced the brothers till they reached Dragonstone in the dragon kindly provided by their Queen.

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"We were asked to bring you to the Queen"

Dean clenched his fits and tried to tear the rope that bound his hands.

"How many times do I tell you, we were sent by your Queen. And you guys have kidnapped us to bring us to the same blondie?" Dean screamed at the old man.

"She's not a Queen. Cersie is a traitor. Usurper.The rightful Queen is Daenerys Targaryen."

Right about then,the whole room became eerily silent. The throne room was huge and dark. There was a huge throne,almost like the one they had seen in King's Landing. A girl,with platinum blonde hair,violet eyes and fair, porcelain skin walked in. She looked wise beyond her years.

"I kind of like this world,Sammy. All the women here look like Greek goddesses."Dean said in a low voice,which earned him a glare from his brother.

As the girl sat on the throne,a dark skinned woman beside her recited the titles of the girl, starting from her name. The brothers found it hard to believe that this little girl was considered to be the rightful Queen of the seven kingdoms.

"Your Grace,these are the two men Cersie was talking with. They say that they are from a different world and can help in destroying the white walkers and can help in killing us"

The brothers turned to look at the one who had spoken and saw a boy in his late teens,wearing a dark fur coat,with fair skin and dark,curly hair, walking in.

"How did you find this,Jon?" Daenerys asked the boy,with a kind of fond look in her eyes.

"I think they're a thing..." Dean whispered to Sam in a dejected tone.

"We have our spies in Kings Landing,the castle and even in the small council,your Grace" Jon replied,with a proud smile. The smile seemed strained and Sam guessed that Jon smiling wasn't something common.

"So,you agreed to help Cersie listening to only her part of the story."Dany said,looking at the brothers who were standing in front of her.

Sam knew he had to start talking before his brother could pass a flirty comment and ruin it all.

"Daen-...My Queen. We have no idea where we are or who you people are. All we know is that Cersie,who called herself Queen,and whom we thought was the Queen,as she was wearing a crown and was actually sitting on the throne,asked our help to destroy zombies in the north and a few traitors who threaten her position as the Queen. You cannot blame us for believing her,though,something did seem off. We want to hear the other side of the story too" Sam finished. He was trying to say everything he could to keep his head in his body for as long as he could. And of course, Dean's too.

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"They killed the rightful Targareyn heir"

"She's had kids with her brother"

"She murdered her husband,the king, who was also an Usurper"

"They butchered Jon's family at a wedding"

All these phrases floated in Sam and Dean's mind. They knew they were in a messed up universe but didn't know it was this treacherous.

"Cersie's a bit-.." Dean started and realized he was in the presence of a queen. Who was also the mother of two dragons.

"And that's why you want us to help you now?"Sam asked,after a few moments of silence. The whole story,told by Ser Davos,Jon Snow,The Queen and a man named Varys had Sam all shook.

Dany nodded,and so did Jon,looking at them. They weren't pleading them. They weren't giving them orders like the blondie. They were giving them a choice,even though they were brought to Dragonstone against their wishes.

"We will help you."Sam said,standing up. Dean nodded. He knew that it was the right thing to do and was very sure his brother would think that too. The Queen looked at Ser Davos and he bowed and unsheathed his sword,cutting of the ropes that bound their hands. Two men brought their bags and gave it to them.

"Even that..Thing you were coming in is not fast enough to take you to the Wall. My dragons will take you there in no time." the Queen said and turned to look at Jon."You will accompany them. For their safety"

More like a spy to make sure we don't escape and kill us if we do. Sam thought,rubbing his wrists. He wasn't able to understand the people there. One moment,they seemed to be righteous and the next,they were being suspicious.

Jon nodded and bowed before her before walking out,the brothers following him.

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"I never knew riding on dragons could be this good" Dean screamed to Sam,clinging to his brother as tightly as he could. Sam had his eyes squeezed shut all the time,not daring to look down. He had barely heard what his brother had been screaming. He was too busy trying to hold on to Jon,so as to not plummet to his death.

The dragon, Drogon, suddenly started decending. Sam opened his eyes only when he felt the dragon landing and heard Jon chuckling as he got down. It was freezing and the brothers weren't dressed for the occasion. Sam and Dean gaped at the huge wall before them,which seemed to be made of ice. Saying it was huge was an understatement. They saw a few men,clad in black,walking towards them. They eyed the brothers suspiciously and gave them two fur coats to keep them warm.

They noticed big buildings made of wood which looked quite old. Jon led them into one of the rooms and closed the door behind them. There were more people dressed in black on their way to the room. They were all training and were giving them dirty looks. They all looked like beggars,poorly clothed and weak.

Jon dragged a big box and kept it in front of the brothers."Wow,are we getting a gift even before we start our work?"Dean asked. Sam tensed,worrying this might turn ugly but thank God,Jon ignored him.

Sam opened the box and at once recoiled,staring at..whatever it was inside the box. Dean was behind him, leaning in to take a closer look.

"The remains of a white walker which was killed yesterday. There are millions of them out there."

It looked nothing like the zombies Sam and Dean had delt with in the past.

"If they can be killed,why do you need our help?"Sam asked, looking up at Jon. Jon's face showed no reaction. He was way younger than the brothers and yet,his presence intimidated Sam.

"They can be killed only using swords made of dragonglass. And we don't have enough dragonglass and the time to make weapons with the ones we have"Jon said in a flat voice.

The whole room was silent for a few long moments.

"We need to think about this. And see if we can find something in Dad's journal"Dean said, looking at Sam, though,he was doubtful if something in his dad's journal could be of any help.

Jon nodded and leaned back on the chair,looking around the place like he had already been there,his eyes hinting a sense of longingness. How could the Winchester brothers know he had been the lord commander of the Night's Watch?

Soon,they got down to work,Sam flipping the pages of his dad's journal and Dean going through the case files of their previous encounters,fishing for something that could help them.

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"THE HELL HOUSE!!"

Sam looked up startled and Jon's hand instinctively went to unsheath his sword.

It had almost been an hour of whispers,small discussions and mostly silence from Jon's part,mainly because he didn't know what they were talking about. Nor had he seen the metal box before,the one Dean was having.

Dean's sudden exclamation shocked both of them.

"What is it Dean?"Sam said, keeping the journal down and joining his brother.

Dean had a triumphant grin on his face as he pointed at the laptop screen and muttered something to Sam.

Half way through their heated discussion,Sam began grinning too.

"Dean, your're a genius!!" Sam exclaimed.

"Thats why girls dig me Sammy" Dean said proudly. Then they realized there was a third person in the room,who was staring at them weirdly.

Sam sat down,trying to control his excitement and looked up at Jon.

"Is there anything which is abundantly available in this place? Like an unlimited source?" Sam asked Jon.

"If there is anything unlimited in the North ,it's snow" Jon said dryly.

"That's it! This way,you dont have to deal with the whole crowd of those zombies!" Dean said, grinning.

Jon was still in the dark."And there is also an ice dragon on their side" he said,with a certain heaviness in his voice.

Sam leaned forward and looked at Jon in the eye.

"What if the White walkers,along with the ice dragon,were vulnerable to snow?" Sam asked Jon. Jon was baffled.

"What do you mean? Those creatures live in the lands of forever winter. They are cold creatures which are vulnerable to fire and Dragon glass. How can they be vulnerable to snow?" Jon asked them,confused beyond measures.

"What if we can change that?" Dean asked,with a devilish glint in his eyes.

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"You want us to do what?" Jon asked. He looked at the brothers like they were mad men. The brothers had stormed out of the room and had asked Jon to arrange for a meeting,calling all the men they had at the place called Castle Black,in which they were right now.

"We will draw a symbol on a sheet of paper and give it to your men. We want them to draw the same symbol on that big ice wall you have. We also want the symbol to be drawn on the body of the white walker you have in that box. Leave the rest to us" the brothers explained,for the second time.

"What is this symbol?" Jon asked,taking the sheet of paper from them.

"Its a Tibetan Spirit Sigil"

[REFERRENCE TO SUPERNATURAL S01 S17 "Hell house"]

All the men at castle black got to work,drawing the symbol on the Wall. Dean knew the work could have ended much earlier if they had used spray cans but well,they had none.

None of them agreed to even go near the body of the white walker. As they waited for someone to volunteer,Jon grabbed the paper from them and the drawing ink,walking towards the box. The brothers realized how badly Jon wanted to do this,do destroy those zombies. Sam admired his spirit.

Jon then turned to look at the brothers"What's next?"

"Now,we film it!" Dean said,taking a video camera out if their bag. All the men assembled in the room stared at the brothers as they set up the camera.

"When people concentrate on one thing while looking at this symbol,it creates a Tulpa. Once created,it takes a life of its own. And the facts being thought about when creating this tulpa come to life along with it. So first,we film this and create the white walkers,in our world. When people start believing in it,we post facts about them,saying the white walkers and the ice dragon are vulnerable to snow. Millions of people on the internet will be looking at the sigil,thinking about the facts we have fed them and hence, bringing them to life. And they will become true.

"And once that happens, the white walkers will start dying as, from what you said,the place beyond The Wall is the land of forever winter,always covered in snow. When they start running towards the wall,trying to het past it,to save themselves,you guys can be ready with catapults with huge snow balls,ready to kill the rest.

"The Dragon can also be killed in the same manner"

The whole crowd was astonished. They didn't understand the part about internet and videos but they did understand the latter,the plan involving killing the white walkers.

Jon looked disturbed and dubious. Sam placed a hand on Jon's shoulder and smiled."Do you trust us?"

Jon have him a contemplating look. He gave a curt nod and walked out, to start giving orders to the men.

"Now...Time to ruin the Blondie" Dean said with a mischievous smirk.

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The ride back to Dragonstone wasn't that bad. Dean threw up a few times and Sam fainted when they were near the Riverlands.

"So, you're telling me that we need not worry about the white walkers anymore?"Daneryes asked Sam,unsure.

"Yes my Queen. You can stop worrying about the enemies beyond the wall" Sam said in a steady voice.

"Thank you so much. I don't know how to thank you for what you have done for our Queen" Ser Davos said,giving a toothy grin.

"We also want to help you gain the throne" Dean said,turning all the heads in the room. The whole room was silent all of a sudden.

"Speak" Daeneryes Targeryen said,looking keenly at them.

"We can defeat Cersie in the same way we destroyed the white walkers. We need the help of a trusted person inside King's Landing"Sam said.

"No worries. Ser Jaime will be more than happy to help us" Varys said and walked out of the throne room,to talk to his birds.

"That man..He creeps me out" Dean whispered to Sam.

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"Wait, that guy Jaime is Cersie's sister?? And you trusted him with such an important job?"Dean asked the bald man, absolutely shocked. Sam wasn't expressing it but he was as aghast as his brother.

"Ser Jaime has enough reasons to hate Cersie,just like us." A damaged dwarf who was sitting next to Varys spoke up. "And who are you?" Sam asked him.

"I'm Cersie's younger brother"

Dean groaned in disbelief.

They had told Jaime to paint the sigil in Cersie's bedroom and take a video of the sigil and Cersie. It took some time for him to learn about the camera. A lot of time actually,but he seemed to be the brightest of the lot and had finally learned how to take a video with their camera.

Jaime was "close" with Cersie and had quickly taken a video of her rambling about Jon and Daneryes during supper in her room and he had come back the same night with the video. The brothers had uploaded it on the site and had posted that even a drop of wine was deadly to the Blondie Banshee,a name Dean had come up with. And he was really proud of it.

It had taken sometime for the video to go viral on the net. There were constant scenes of the sigil and the facts kept popping up at the right time to make the viewers think about it when they are looking at the sigil.

"Why not just poison her drink? She's not a zombie. She is just a human" Sam had asked Jaime. Dean had wantedly avoided Jaime from the moment Sam had commented about Jaime being more handsome than Dean. It hurt is sensitive ego.

"She's worse than the white walkers. Everything she eats and drinks is being tasted and the Grand Maester has an antidote for every poison we know of. Moreover, Cersie needs wine more than water and air." Jaime had explained as he tried to handle the camera(and eventually dropped it).

At that moment,a bird landed on the bald man's hand. Varys removed a scroll which was tied to its leg and read it.

"Cersie is dead."

Sam and Dean were extremely pleased that their idea had worked. It ought to have worked. The video had got a million views in just a day.

The others,though,were cautious. They wanted to be really sure about it. Mainly Daenerys.

Varys just smiled. He was sure. His birds would never lie.

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"All we want is to go back to our world"

Daenerys had been crowned as the queen and Cerise's body had been cremated. They had first decided to bury it with her father and ancestors but then,no one knew what would happen if the wrong person got ahold of her body. Even dead Cerise could be a threat. And this point was raised by Jaime,which surprised everyone. They knew how "close" he was to his sister.

After her coronation, Daenerys wanted to thank the brothers and decided to give them anything they wanted,lands, titles, anything.

"That's..A problem. I have no idea how you people came here. How can I send you back to your world?" Dany asked them, genuinely puzzled. As usual, Varys gave his know-it-all smirk. Tyrion sighed"Lord Varys,it is obvious from your gleeful smirk that you know the answer to this. Do enlighten us" Tyrion said in a mocking tone.

Varys stared at the Dwarf of Casterly Rock for a moment before clapping his hands. A servant walked in,carrying a black box. Varys opened it to reveal a golden chain with a rather queer pendant. It had an hourglass in the middle,which contained purple coloured sand. It was surrounded by golden rings. When looked closely,a few words were engraved on the rings.

"This,is called a time turner. This was the pendant which was used to bring them to Westeros" Varys said as the others stared at the pendant,awed.

"And how do you know all this?" Dean asked,his tone highly suspicious.

"You were the one who told us about the arrival of these brothers. You told us where to find them. And now you're tellings us how they came here..And you kept this from us for such a long time" Ser Davos added,crossing his hands against his arms.

Lord Varys smiled." I was the one who made them come here. Of course,i took some help from my friend in the Citadel"

"Explain yourself, Lord Varys" Daenerys said,her interest peaked.

"I knew we had no time or the resources to face rivals on either sides of the Wall. My friend in the Citadel gave me an excellent idea. Both of us planned to bring the Winchester brothers from the future. We knew they would be swayed by Cersie and she would hold them captive if she knew we had them. So I had my friend send the time turner from the citadel to King's Landing. Under the pretense that he was her loyal servant. Her guards were down and she trusted the brothers and sent them to the wall. I knew they would want to see the white walkers for themselves.

"So I told you to kidnap them and bring them to Dragonstone. I knew they would always stand by the people who had the truth on their side. And like i expected, they did. I knew they would come up with something to finish off the white walkers. They went one step ahead and finished off Cersie too."

The throne room was eerily silent. Even Tyrion and Dean had no witty comments.

"Who is this Maester in the Citadel who has access to such magical objects?" Daenerys asked.

"Maester Dumbledore. You can always count on him,your highness" Lord Varys said.

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"It's sad that you have to leave. With you by my side, I could rule the kingdom really well." Daenerys said. They had all gathered in the palace courtyard,saying goodbye to the Winchester brothers.

"We'd like that too but..We belong in our world. And you don't need us to rule well. Its in your blood. I know that you'll be a great Queen, from what I've seen" Sam said,smiling.

"You don't have anything to say,Dean?" Tyrion asked, smirking.

"Nothing when he's around" Dean said,looking at Jon.

Everyone blinked, not getting it. Lord Varys and Tyrion exchanged meaningful glances and grinned.

"It's time"

Sam and Dean held hands and closed their eyes,clutching their bags tightly. Lord Varys twisted the time turner. The brothers felt like they were being pulled by some strong force. They felt like they were falling into an endless pit,sir swirling around them. The last thing they heard was the screeching of Drogon and Rhaeghal.

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