Supernatural Oneshots (take 2)

The One Where He Was a She -Destiel

Cas is laying peacefully in his and Dean's bed, half awake. The sun has risen and he's taking his time waking up. Dean's not up anyways, Cas still feels the dip in the bed where Dean is laying.

Cas rolls over to face Dean, eyes still closed. He runs his hand along Dean's arm, noticing that he feels different. Cas opens his eyes and immediately jumps out of bed, grabbing his angel blade. There's a woman in his bed. A naked woman right where Dean is supposed to be.

The woman jumps awake, looking at Cas confused. "Who are you? What are you doing here?" Cas asks, grabbing the sheets to cover himself up since he's naked as well. He wraps the sheets around his waist like a towel and watches as she looks around, confused.

"What do you mean- what the fuck?" The woman says. "Why do I sound like that?" She says, eyes going wide. She stands up, rushes over to the mirror, and gasps when she sees her reflection. "Cas what's happening?" The woman asks.

"Who are you!?" Cas yells, bringing the angel blade to her throat. "Why are you in my bed?" He asks, calmly when he sees the woman's hands go up, surrendering.

"Cas, it's me, baby." She says, sadly.

"Don't call me that. Who are you?" Cas says, gripping her hair and pulling her head back so the angel blade has better access.

"I'm Dean! You know, your boyfriend!" The woman says, obviously pissed off. She's red in the face, freckles shining through the redness, long light brown hair, green eyes... she does kind of look like Dean.

"If you're Dean, tell me something only he'd know." Cas says, backing up. She seems harmless enough at the moment.

"Seriously, Cas?" The woman asks, sighing. "Last night... we fucked. A lot." She says, blushing.

"Anyone in the damn bunker could tell me that." Cas says, holding the angel blade up as she walks toward him.

"With this." She says, tapping the handle of the angel blade with her long, red fingernails.

"Dean?" Cas asks, knowing that nobody would know that but him. "What the hell happened to you? Why are you a woman?" Cas asks, dropping the blade and hugging her.

"I- I don't know. I was hoping you could tell me." Dean says, hugging Cas back, suddenly noticing that she's way shorter as a woman. "Hey what happened to me being tall?" Dean asks and Cas laughs.

"Gabriel probably did it." Cas says, pulling back from the hug. Cas sits down on the bed, watching Dean as she paces the room, back and fourth, back and fourth.

"Why the hell would he do this?!" Dean yells, her voice super high pitched.

"I don't know. Maybe got mad at us for the noise last night..." Cas says, making Dean blush again.

"I'm gonna kill him." Dean says, trying to storm out of the room. Cas stops her though, holding her hips. "What?" Dean asks, angry at Gabriel.

"Babe, you're butt ass naked and in a woman's body... you shouldn't go out there right now." Cas says, being protective of Dean even if she isn't herself.

"You're right." Dean says, sighing. She sits on the bed and Cas follows, sitting down beside her.

"What now?" Cas asks. "I can talk to him, see if he would change you back." He adds, but Dean shakes her head.

"I have a better idea." Dean says, smirking.

"What?" Cas asks, but he's answered with Dean straddling his lap, her arms around his neck.

"I want you to fuck me. I wanna know what it feels like." Dean suggests.

"Dean, I don't know. I've never done that with a woman..." Cas says honestly, but Dean connects her lips with his anyways.