It was just another D-List ghost hunt as Dean would put it. We were at an abandoned warehouse, complete with the rusty beams and risk of tetanus. We were hunting a witch, a particularly powerful one named Rowena. Crowley's mother. She was threatening Dean and this didn't go well with me, or him, so we decided to kidnap her and drag her back to the dungeon. When we arrived, we saw nothing but the old creepy warehouse and we went to the trunk, loaded our guns and prepared to go in. Inside, we were met with a ball of purple light and i was knocked unconscious.
When I woke up, I looked around and realized I was on the floor of the warehouse and quickly got up. Dean was next to me, still knocked out so I shook him. But, then, I almost had a panic attack when I saw...he was not in his body. He was in mine. What the hell?! Why is Dean in my body?! I couldn't help but think what the hell was happening and I pushed away the fear rising inside me and woke up my brother. He jumped to his feet, then helped me. We both ran back to the Impala. Once we got back to the bunker, I went to go look in the mirror. Sure enough, I was in Deans body, and he was in mine. We both started talking about ho ethos might've happened and came to the conclusion that Rowena had fucked us over.
