Random Fandom Imagines 2

Team Free Will and Kevin

"I still don't see why Kevin's coming," you stated, trying not to let your frustration show. Dean had found some last minute witch hunt, and dragged everybody along to fight her. It was annoying enough having to leave the comfort of your bed, but to endanger the prophet's life too? That was just ridiculous.
"Because it's just a witch," Dean said patiently. "Kevin needs to learn how to take care of himself when we go on hunts."
"Then train him! Don't just throw him at a witch and hope he doesn't die!"
"Um, I'm not gonna die, right?" Kevin asked, looking between you and Dean.
"No," Dean growled, throwing you an annoyed look. "Y/N's just overreacting."
"I won't let you get hurt," you assured him. "Dean just doesn't think very often."
"Alright!" Sam exclaimed, cutting off whatever Dean was going to say. "Let's just come up with a game plan."
"I don't understand why I have to be here," Cas commented.
"Because it's bonding time!" Dean shouted. "Can we all stop whining?"
You could see Dean was becoming more and more agitated, and although you thought it was funny, you needed him to be ready to deal with the witch. "When we get there, Kevin, Cas, and I'll go through the back door. Sam and Dean can go through the front. We'll meet in the middle, and kill anything that's not us."
"Sounds good," Sam agreed.
"Now everybody don't say another word until we get there," Dean ordered, turning up his music.
He could be such a child.

Before you knew it you were all filing out of the car. Dean handed out weapons from the Impala's trunk, and then you split up.
Kevin was obviously nervous. He kept turning the knife in his hands, looking around as if the slightest noise were a threat. "You'll be fine," you whispered to him. "We've got a literal angel backing us up."
"And it would be very bad if you died," Cas added. "The consequences would-"
"We don't need to hear that," you interrupted. "Kevin, just know that you're not gonna die."
"Not today," Cas agreed.
"So some other day," Kevin said, shaking his head, "thanks."
"All humans die," Cas said, trying to make him feel better. "Some sooner than others."
"Not helping," you whispered.
You ended the conversation once you were at the witch's back door. You decided against stealth, since you wanted to do this fast, and kicked the door down.
You had your gun pulled out, and held it ready.
You stood in the witch's kitchen. Various spices and liquids laid on a marble counter. The smell alone was enough to make you gag. From somewhere else in the house you heard a crash, probably Sam or Dean kicking down the front door.
"Cas, you go that way with Kevin," you ordered, nodding towards a hallway. "I'll go the other way."
Cas nodded and he and Kevin walked away from you.
The house was fairly normal except for the random witch-stuff laying around: a broom here, animal bones there, nothing too exciting.
And then you heard a shout.
It was strangled and muffled, as if someone were trying to stop the sound, but you heard it. You rushed towards the shout, praying that whoever it was from was okay.
You emerged into a large, clear room. Two dogs and two cats were standing around, sniffing at each other. Bundles of clothes were scattered over the floor. And a woman stood in the middle of the room, a malicious smile on her face as she stared at the dogs.
You didn't give her any warning, no shout to prepare herself, you just aimed and shot at her.
She let out a surprised and pained yelp, then fell to the floor, clutching at her stomach.
She was dead within minutes.
"Got her!" You shouted, hoping one of your boys had heard you.
All four animals walked towards you.
You weren't afraid of dogs or cats, far from it. But these were the witches pets, and they just saw you kill their master.
The biggest dog, a brown Great Dane, was the first to you. You prepared yourself to run or jump away in case the dog bit you, but he just nudged you with his head, and looked up at you with big, doggie eyes.
"Hi, bud," you said, putting your gun away and rubbing him behind his big ears.
The other three pets then came up to you: a German Shepard, a black kitten, and a brown cat.
"I don't have enough hands!" You laughed as they all fought for your attention. "Alright, doggies and kitties, I gotta go find my friends," you said, backing away from them.
They all followed you.
"Guys, seriously," you groaned. But they just walked right on your heels. "Sam! Dean! Cas! Kevin!" You shouted, walking through the house, realizing the dogs wouldn't leave you.
The boys were in none of the rooms.
"Guys?!" You yelled, panic settling in your gut. The scream you'd heard, what if it had been one of the guys?
"Dean!" You shouted. Before you could yell for Sam, the German Shepard jumped up, placing his paws on your shoulders. You were about to push the dog off, when you noticed his green eyes. "No way," you whispered, eyes widening. "Dean?" The dog licked your face in reply.
You pushed Dean off you, then looked at the Great Dane. "Sam?" The dog barked. "Cas?" You asked the black cat, and he let out a low meow. "Kevin," you stated, looking to the brown kitten, who gave you a light yip.
"Shit," you groaned, running a hand through your hair.
Then you forced yourself to think. "Alright, it's a spell. The bunker should have some reversal spells, right?" Sam let out a deep bark. "To the Impala!" You announced walking to the front door. Then you froze. "Shit... Dean, where are the Impala keys?"
Dean huffed and walked out of the room, signalling you to follow him. In the room, he was sniffing at a pair of pants, then looked up at you. You picked up the jeans and fished through the pockets, sighing in relief when you found the Impala keys.
You grabbed the clothes after realizing they belonged to the boys, and threw it in the backseat of the Impala. "Alright, get in," you ordered. Sam, Cas, and Kevin got in the back, and Dean jumped in the front. You started the car, and Dean stared at you. "You can't really drive at the moment, can you?" You demanded. You didn't realize it was possible for dogs to roll their eyes.
Halfway through the car ride you rolled down the windows. Sam's ears flapped back and drool fell from his jowls, but he seemed content and happy. Dean copied his brother, and Cas and Kevin just sat in the backseat, totally uninterested in anything the dogs were doing.
You parked the Impala in the bunker's garage, and all four animals jumped out of your door. How Sam got over the front seat, you had no idea.
They followed you to the library, and wouldn't leave you as you found a bunch of spell books.
When you finally sat down, Cas was quick to jump on your lap. He rubbed his face against your chest, then sat down, and looked up at you with bright blue eyes, as if he were waiting for you to pet him.
"You've been a cat for an hour, and you're already acting like one," you commented, running your hand through his thick, soft fur.
That was a mistake.
As soon as the three other animals saw you paying attention to Cas, they rushed over. Dean nudged at your hand, and Sam rested his head on your shoulder. Kevin jumped onto the library table, and started walking over the book you were reading.
"Guys, I need to focus!" You shouted, laughter escaping your lips.
Dean only jumped onto your lap, making Cas hiss loudly and jump away. Sam licked at your face, wetting the whole half of your head. Kevin remained seated on your book, watching you, his tail flicking back and forth.
"Do you guys wan to be human again?" You demanded, making your voice loud and commanding.
Dean slowly slid off your lap, his tail between his legs.
"I'm not mad," you assured all the animals. "Just give me a few hours."
Thankfully, they all listened to you. Sam and Dean laid by your feat, either of their heads on your feet. Kevin remained on the table just a few inches from you, and eventually Cas came back and perched on your shoulder, as if he were a bird and not a cat.
"I think I found it!" You exclaimed after researching for three hours. "I'm not a hundred percent sure, though," you added.
Dean jumped up on you and licked your cheek.
The book you were reading was written in Latin. You knew that the spell would definitely undo an animal transformation spell, but there were a few extra passages you couldn't read.
Well, you were sure it wasn't that bad.
"Okay, let me get the stuff," you told the animals, jumping to your feet.
They followed you around the bunker as you gathered the supplies. You almost tripped over Kevin twice, and Sam kept walking into the back of your legs, but you made it back to the library without injury.
As you mixed all the ingredients, you heard a crashing sound, and turned to see Cas, standing at the edge of the table. Below him was the can of condensed milk you'd needed for the spell.
"Are you serious?" You demanded, picking up the can. "You're not even a real cat!"
In reply, Cas started to lick his paw, completely ignoring you.
"Such a dick," you grumbled, then got back to work.
"Alright!" You exclaimed, holding the liquid that would hopefully turn your friends back. "I need you all to sit in front of me."
Instead of doing what you asked, Sam tried to stick his nose into the mixture. You yanked it away from him, but it only made him move closer to you. "Sam, no!" You shouted. He let out a huff, and moved away from you.
"Sam, Dean, sit!" You ordered. Both boys instantly sat down, staring at you. "Now, Cas and Kevin, come here," you ordered.
They didn't.
Freaking cats, man.
Cas and Kevin were both laying on the library table, so you scooped them up, and plopped them next to Sam and Dean. They seemed offended by the gesture, but then looked away from you, as if you didn't matter.
You uttered the incantation for the spell, then sprinkled some of the liquid on all of them.
You took a step back, and watched them carefully.
There was a flash of light, and then some smoke. You frantically fanned the air in front of you, coughing. "Are you guys human?" You asked.
"Yeah," One voice came. You couldn't place it though, it was too high to be one of the boys.
The smoke soon cleared, and four naked women stood in front of you.
"What the Hell...?" You asked, eyes wide with surprise.
"What?" One of them, the tallest girl with long brown hair, asked. She looked at the other three girls, and then coughed in her shock. "We're girls?"
"What?" Another one asked, then looked down at her body and let out a shrill scream.
"You're kidding me!" Another girl groaned.
"Okay, who's who?" You asked, eyeing each girl.
"Dean," the woman- man, really -with wavy, light brown hair and long eyelashes stated. You watched in amusement as Dean covered his chest and crossed his legs.
"Sam," the first girl said. You could have guessed, she was tall, with long legs and beautiful brown hair.
"Castiel," the girl with stark black hair and glowing blue eyes said.
"Do you really need to ask?" The last girl, who was Asian with long black hair and amazing curves, asked.
"Alright," you said, running a hand through your hair. "At least your not animals?"
"Instead we're chicks and naked," Dean said, obviously not happy.
"You should be the happiest with this!" You exclaimed.
"Not when I know the girls are my brother and two guy friends!" Dean scoffed. "Can we get some clothes?"
"Oh, right," you said. "I guess you can borrow some of my clothes."
All four girls- boys, you reminded yourself -followed you to your room. "Do you need underwear?" You asked, glancing back at them. They all quickly moved to cover themselves up, making you laugh. "It's nothing I haven't seen before," you assured them.
"Wanna share the story?" Dean suggested, waggling his perfectly plucked eyebrows.
You just rolled your eyes at them, and continued going through your closet.
"Some underwear would be nice," Kevin said. "I, uh, don't feel perfectly safe going commando like this."
"Safer than when you're a boy," you commented, but grabbed a pair of underwear and threw it at him.
You gave everybody underwear, then found clothes that would fit each of them.
"Sorry I had nothing bigger," you told Sam, wincing at the sweatpants that reached his calves.
"It's fine," he assured you. "Hopefully I'll be back to normal soon enough."
"Should we get to researching, then?" You suggested.
You all gathered around the library table, books piled along the wood. You were leafing through a book when you noticed Cas shifting in his seat. It didn't bother you at first, but after ten minutes of him constantly moving, you snapped.
"What's wrong?" You demanded, looking at him.
"This thing is uncomfortable," he stated, pulling at the bra he was wearing.
You forced away the smile, or at least you tried. A smirk found its way onto your face, and you leaned forward, watching as Cas kept adjusting.
"You can just take it off," you assured him.
"I don't need it?" He asked.
"No, half the time I don't even wear one!"
"What?" Sam asked, eyes widening.
"A little secret, just between us girls," you whispered, leaning in conspiratorially, and the others did the same with interest, "whenever I wear a sweatshirt, I don't wear a bra."
"Wait, but... Even on hunts?" Dean asked.
"Nobody notices," you shrugged, keeping your answer vague.
Dean just shook his head, and looked back at his book. Sam and Kevin gave you an amused smile, and then focused back on their research as well.
Cas was still uncomfortable.
"My God, Cas, just take it off!" You groaned, rolling your eyes at the angel.
Cas sighed and got up to leave the room.
"Where are you going?"
"To take this thing off," he told you.
"Come here," you sighed, shaking your head. Utterly hopeless.
Cas stood in front of you, and you moved to his back. Through the shirt he wore, you unhooked the bra, then instructed him to pull it off his arms. You took the bra from him and threw it on the table, then sat back down and started researching again.
"Wait, how'd you do that?" Dean demanded.
"Oh my God, I'll show you all my girl tricks later!" You exclaimed. "Can you idiots focus for once?"
Everybody mumbled some choice words under their breath, but focused on their books once more.
"Sam might be used to all this damn hair, but I'm not," Dean grumbled, pushing his hair back repeatedly.
Without even saying anything, you pulled the hairband from your wrist, and shot it at him. Dean let out a sigh and started pulling his hair back, then tied it up. You risked a glance at him, and tried not to laugh- half of his hair wasn't even tied back, and you knew it was too loose to last very long. But, he'd tried, and hopefully someone would find a fix before he got anymore annoyed by his hair.
"Oh! Found it!" Sam shouted, jumping to his feet.
"And it'll change you back?" You asked.
"To us?" Dean clarified.
"Regular, boy, us?" Kevin added.
"I don't understand why you're all so concerned with gender," Cas commented, shaking his head in wonder.
"Because we can't all be friggin' angels," Dean groused. "I like having my man parts."
"Then let's get you guys back," you said, leaning over Sam's shoulder and reading the book.
With others to help you get the spell together, you were ready within a few minutes. "Alright, here we go," you sighed, then recited the spell. You threw a smelly liquid at all of them, and then took a step back, holding your breath in anticipation.
Just like before, there was a flash of light, and then smoke filled the room.
"If we have to keep doing spells, I'm gonna get second hand smoke," you grumbled, coughing as you waved away the smoke. "You guys fixed?"
"I... I think so!" Dean shouted, relief evident in his voice.
Once the smoke cleared, you got a good look at the boys. They were all back in their bodies, relaxed smiles over their faces. Their man bodies, however, were severely stretching against the clothes you'd loaned them.
"Congrats on being back and all, but mind changing before you ruin my clothes?" You asked.
"Yeah, I can barely breath," Dean said, pulling his shirt off and throwing it at you.
"Go to your room and change," you groaned, rolling your eyes. "Girl underwear won't be as concealing as men underwear."
"Oh, right."
You sighed in relief once they were all out of the room.
You loved the boys, really, you did. But, God, could they be annoying! With the silence and relief of them being back to normal and out of the room, you sank into your chair, a serene calmness spreading over you.
"How do I get this bra off?" Kevin shouted.
"Y/N, help!" Sam screamed.
Well, you didn't expect the silence to last too long