Destiel oneshots

3- A spell gone wrong

I know it's cliche but...
I love reading this version of all my favorite characters! So here you go.

AU: Sam is fine (no Ezekiel), Sam and Dean find Cas first.

Words: 1532

Warnings: None

Rowena sat it her lair. Really it was just a hotel room but it would do. She was on her way to help Sam Winchester. Usually, this would cost a price, but seen as it was a problem they both wanted to be solved, so she could make a slight exception. And besides, if it all went according to plan than Sam would live in constant pain and awkwardness, so Rowena could deal with that as payment enough.

See Sam's plan for it was good but Rowena's was better or so she thought. She began preparing her spell. She had almost finished when two people walked in to the room.
"Oh, bloody hell" Rowena muttered.

BANG! An explosive went off. Rowena and her spell disappeared leaving two very scared guests. Rowena arrived in a field about a mile away from the hotel, a safe enough distance for now. She looked at the spell, it was complete, she smiled and zapped to the bunker to see the damage. (Can she do that? I don't know, just pretend it's a spell or something!?)

The Bunker

Castiel was human now, with human feelings such was hunger hatred and love. The fall had taken a toll on him and he was still adjusting. He thanked himself that Sam and Dean found him. Dean, the whole reason Cas was here, Dean had taught him so many things like cooking, cleaning (both himself and the bunker) and odd as it may sound too experienced humans, sleeping. Castiel sighed as he swung his feet over the side of his bed making contact with the cold floor. stumbling around wearily to the sink, sleep still following him, he noticed that all his clothes hung limply of him. Suddenly wide awake he ran to the mirror to see what had happened.

Sam swung his feet over the bed, it was hard getting up early when you got 3 hours of sleep, but sam was committing to early morning jogs, when his feet didn't crash into the floor like they usually did Sam was confused, no way has he go 10x more graceful it one sleep. Surly jogging didn't help him that much? He stood up still confused by his sudden grace and ran his fingers though his hair only to find it was mid thigh length!

Dean walked over to the mirror, and peered closely at himself. He had long waist length hair and boobs! He was a girl! His/her AC/DC t-shirt hung of him suddenly WAY to big and his boxers were long gone, luckily (or unluckily this is Dean) the shirt was long enough to cover the necessities. She took the t-shirt off to admire herself though. She had a beautiful curvy hourglass figure. Her big green eyes stood out even more now and long delicate lashes framed them beautifully. Freckles scattered her face making her impossibly cuter. If Dean was honest, he would sleep with him if he could. Loud moose stomps came from the hallway. Dean scrambled to put on the t-shirt before her brother came marching in.

Her sunflower eyes full of rage, and her moose like hair needed more than a trim. She was wearing a plaid shirt done up and boxers which were held up by a belt as so they didn't just fall of.
"WhAT ThE HelL!" She yelled in a girls voice, god sam sounded so weird.
"I dunno!" Dean yelled back, why would this be his fault? Geez, why is it ALWAYS him when something goes wrong he's not even in the Deantoldmenottodoitbutididitanywaysandcausedtheendoftheworld club! Suddenly sam looked shocked and ran out of the room. Dean ran after him I'm just a long t shirt. Sam was way ahead though, darn, even as a girl Sam had long moose legs.

They burst through the door of Castiel's room to find her sitting on her bed next to Rowena having a perfectly normal conversation.
"Oh, hello dean!" Cas said cheerfully turning around to meet Deans emerald eyes.