Chapter 4

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Chapter 4

"God I should've seen that chair!"

"Yes, I agree that that was foolish of you."

"Wow. Thanks for that Cas, it makes me feel a whole lot better."

"You're welcome Sam."

"You know, this is when you say what I don't want to hear."

"Why? I thought-"

"Forget it."

Dean slowly sat up, eyes already open and a frown on his face. He let his guard down, and now sat Samantha on the foot of his bed.

Sam looked... like Sam, but in girl form just like Cas. His tall frame stayed the same, maybe a little smaller but still towering over the rest of the human population. His hair grew out too, the long locks the same color and framing his -her- sculpted face, green eyes bright and wide. Dean didn't dare look further down like Cas, not even thinking about his brother -sister- that way.

Castiel noticed Dean first, turning her attention fully on the now awake being. "Good morning Dean. How are you feeling?"

Sam's face turned completely toward Dean, a small frown on her thin lips. When she didn't say anything, Dean turned back to the angel. "I have nothing to say about this."

"How about 'Oh sorry Sam for turning you into a girl'?" Sam interjected, her frown deepening.

"Oh so this is my fault?" Dean snapped, looking at Sam with the same expression.

"Kinda. You were the one who touched me!"

"You were the bitch who tripped over a fucking chair!"

"And you touched me even when you knew what would happen jerk!"

"Oh sorry for worrying about you!"

"Stop this." Cas interjected, putting a hand on Dean and Sam's shoulders. At the touch Sam relaxed a little as if when Cas touched her, it made her feel like she wasn't alone in this. "It is no one's fault. Dean was simply looking after you Sam, you cannot blame him for showing concern."

Dean smiled a little. Cas always had his back and the thought made him feel something warm inside his chest. But as suddenly as it appeared, he flinched away from it and pushed it away. He shouldn't feel this about his best friend, especially when they were an Angel of the Lord, and more importantly a dude.

"Of course, Dean should've known better."

"Hey!" He yelled, throwing a look at Cas who simply held her hands out in front of her. "Who's side are you on?"

Sam quickly got on her feet, showing Dean just how tall she stayed. But now he also noticed how fucking big her chest was! He thought Cas had an impressive rack, but Sam had to be at least three sizes bigger. And it didn't help that she was wearing the same button up flannel as before the change and it hung loosely on her newer thinner shoulders.

"Jesus Sam, put some clothes on!" Dean yelled, looking pointedly at Castiel's chest now as if to cleanse his eyeballs.

"Oh so I need clothes but Cas could walk around basically half naked when he changed!" Sam looked almost hurt with a hint of anger.

Dean snorted. "Cas isn't my brother. It's just weird to see you with boobs."

Sam looked down, as if just noticing the weight on her chest. Her eyes grew wide but unlike Cas she didn't grab her bust. "Oh. Um, I don't think I have anything..."

Castiel got up at this, going toward the bag of things they bought the day before, at least Dean thought it was the day before. He had no idea how long he was out, but he would have to get his shit together so they could get to Bobby's.

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