Switched

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Next Morning:

I wake up staring up at the ceiling.

I groan knowing that it is morning and roll out of bed.

As I am about to walk out of the door I take a glance at the mirror and continue walking to the door.

I stop mid-step, and turn around and walk back to the mirror slowly.

"What the hell...?"

I think to myself.

I take a long and hard look at what I thought was myself but I was confused and a little scared of what I saw.

"SA-"

I stopped saying his name, and put my hand to my throat and clear it.

I try again.

"Sam?"

Nope.

Still had Dean's voice.

After giving up trying to sound like me again I yell his name.

"SAM!!"

Sam comes running in and stops in the doorway with a shocked and confused look across his face.

"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?!"

I yelled at Sam again.

For once, Sam had no words to say, he just stared.

I look back towards the mirror.

"WHY ON EARTH DO I LOOK LIKE DEAN?!"

Sam gives me a look and the both of us run to Dean's room.

I quickly open the door and find a body that looks exactly like my own in the bed.

Even more confused, I shake Dean awake.

He opens his eyes and looks at me.

After realizing what he sees, he pushes me back and rolls over and reaches to grab a knife.

But before he grabs the knife, he notices that his hands are smaller and not as rough looking.

He throws the blankets off and looks down at himself.

"Someone better tell me why I have boobs and why I'm looking at myself not in a mirror."

He stops talking and clears his throat and talks again.

Even more freaked out because he doesn't hear his regular voice.

Dean and I just stare at each other.

Suddenly Dean looks down at himself again but takes his hand and slides it down his front.

His hand stops below his stomach, and frantically feels for his male part.

I do the same now concerned.

We both don't feel what is normally there.

Once again we both are staring at each other.

Both of us think the same thing and say in unison,

"The witch."

We race down the stairs.

I put my arm around my chest in habit, then realize that there is nothing for me to hold down.

We run in the library and see Sam already at work with his laptop.

"I called Bobby to get here as fast as he can to help figure out what to do. But I've done some research on spells and how long they could last."

"And??"

Dean says impatiently.

"Well it could last a for a week to a month. It all depends on what kind of spell."

"Well we better hope that it is the shortest spell ever."

"Yeah I agree with Y/N."

Minutes after just staring into a mirror, I hear the front door open and hear a voice.

"Where are they?"

I hear Bobby say.

I take it as a cue, and walk out of the bathroom and go to the library.

Dean and I arrive at the same moment and walk in together.

It's weird to look at myself from someone else's eyes.

But I stop looking at my body and turn my attention to Bobby.

He turns around to face us and walks up to Dean and asks him a question quietly.

Dean thinks for a moment and says something back to him.

Bobby nods and walks over to me.

"What is one thing that only Y/N and I know?"

I think for a moment then reply,

"We both know that I like Dean."

Bobby only knows this because Sam accidentally said something about it while Bobby was with us.

He takes a step back and nods.

"Yep. They switched alright."

"I could have told you that myself since I normally don't have boobs Bobby."

Dean says sarcastically.

I laugh a little and Bobby just sighs, and gives Sam a look.

Sam laughs, and causes Dean and I to trade confused looks.