Sam x Reader - Angel

Thirteen

Y/N's P.O.V.

The car journey was awkward to say the least. I couldn't use my mojo to get us back to the bunker because I wasn't... me. And it wasn't worth the risk of Sam trying.
When we finally made it home Sam got out of the car, quickly and headed inside. He didn't say a word.

"This place is amazing." My mother muttered and I sighed.

"Yeah, but something's wrong with Sam, come on." We went inside, only to be met with the barrels of guns.
"What the fuck?" I hissed through gritted teeth.

"Y/N, come here." Sam said calmly, a pleading look in his (my) eyes. I went to move, but Maria grabbed me.

"It's not what you think." She said.

"What that you're a evil son of a bitch, posing as Y/N's dead mother?" Dean said, looking me over.

"Yeah, I'm a shapeshifter, but I'm not evil." I pulled against her grip but she was weirdly strong.
"Maria, the real Maria, was my friend. We hunted together and she hated that she didn't come back for you. She died and I promised that if I found you, I'd pretend to be her. She didn't want you to hate her forever."

"That's great," I sighed in annoyance.
"I'm trapped in the body of my unusually tall boyfriend, I can't use my mojo and my mother isn't my mother, but a shapeshifter who is cleaning up her messes." They all looked at me sympathetically.

"I don't want to hurt you and I definitely didn't want to come here. Just let me go and you'll never see me again." She bargained, a hopeful tone in her voice.

"Then go." Cas said and we all looked at him.
"You didn't hurt them, and as far as we know you haven't hurt anyone."

"Thank you." She sighed.
"Your Mother would have been proud of you." She said before practically running out of the bunker. Sam tried to pull me into a hug but it was awkward, considering that I was the taller one for once.

"Now that we've dealt with that..." Dean sighed.
"I wander how long it will take until this spell wears off, or we can reverse it."

~Time Skip~

"3 weeks, Dean. It's been 3 weeks." I glared at the older Winchester.
"I have no powers and I'm still a dude."

"Rowena said she could get here later today." Dean sighed.
"I thought it would have been over by now."

"Whatever, I'm gonna wake up Sam." I stormed out of the library and towards mine and Sam's room. I was surprised to find him sat up and taking deep breaths.
"Hey, did you have a nightmare or something?"

"No, it's just-" His expression morphed into one of pain and he brought his knees up to his chest. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh god, I completely forgot." I held onto the wall whilst I laughed, Sam glaring daggers into me the whole time.
"Welcome to your first period, Sam. I hope you enjoy the next week of cramps, weird cravings and blood. A lot of blood."

"Shut up." He hissed.
"How do you make it stop? Why does it feel like I've been stabbed?"

"Oh, you sheltered little boy." I shook my head.
"You don't make it stop." He looked at me in horror.
"But you can numb the pain, grab a hot water bottle and I'm guessing you want ice cream?"

"How did you-?" I smirked at him.

"You're in my body, Sam. I've been through that crap a million times and I'm still alive. I know what I want." I helped him stand up.
"Go clean up, I'll go get you some ice cream." I walked back through to the kitchen, where I found Dean making himself some coffee.

"Is Sleeping Beauty out of bed?" I laughed.

"Oh, you'll like this." I opened the freezer.
"Do we have any ice cream?"

"Uh, Yeah, Why?"

"Sam started his period." Dean looked at me with a blank expression for a few seconds, before bursting out into laughter.
"Trust me when I tell you not to piss him off."