Body Swap

Get Out Of My Body!

Sam awoke in a small room encompassed by guns which hung on the walls and shelves that contained Busty Asian Beauties magazines.

He opened his heavy eyelids and felt that his feet no longer grazed the frame at the end of the bed. As he reached to wipe the gunk from his eyes, he felt stubble along his jawline.

"How long have I been asleep?" Sam thought as he cringed from the current throbbing sensation in his head.

Wind brushed up against his ears and neck which sent a chill down his spine. He reached to comb his hair through his fingers, but his hair felt shaved at the sides.

Sam shot up out of bed with a look of absolute panic spread across his face. He tripped over many objects and smashed his knee into the side of the bed before he finally reached the mirror.

His mouth opened wide as he gasped at the person he was looking at in the reflection. His hair was a short, messy, dark blonde and his eyes were a beautiful shade of grass green. He wore a red plaid shirt on top of a tight blue under shirt and light blue loose jeans.

"Dean?!" Sam said in absolute horror.

He heard the thud of approaching footsteps as they grew louder and felt heavier.

Suddenly a man appeared in the doorway with luteous shoulder length brown hair and a dress sense similar to Sam's.

"Dude!?" Dean smiled at Sam.

"I think that witch hexed us," Sam said out of breath.

"Well duh," Dean joked.

"So, I'm in your body and you're in mine. How does this make sense? We need to find a way to reverse this now," Sam panicked.

"Why rush! I'm finally taller than you for one and that witch is probably far gone by now. Cas would've taken care of her," Dean leant his arm against the door frame.

"This is not a matter of who's taller than who. This is a serious problem," Sam yelled as he instinctively raised his arm to tuck a non-existent hair behind his ear.

"But I am taller," Dean smirked.

Sam rolled his eyes as he secretly frowned upon the fact that he'll never hear the end of Dean's cheeky but irritating remarks.

Instead he began to clasp his hands together then held them against his chest as he closed his eyes.

"Cas are you there? We kinda need you right now," Sam said as he opened one eye with slight struggle.

They both looked up at the roof and craned their heads around the room in hopes of seeing Cas but he didn't show up.

"I tried," Sam said as he lightly shook his head.

"I'll give it a shot," Dean said as he rubbed his hands together.

"What makes you think he'll come? Son of a bitch hasn't been answering the phone," Sam said with a Dean-esk speech pattern.

Dean lowered his head and shut his eyelids. "Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to Castiel to get his feathery ass down here." Dean felt his hair fall in front of his face as it tickled his nose. He let out a huge sneeze which caused his head to whip forward.

"You're an idiot," Sam interrupted.

"Stay positive," Dean said as he raised a finger at Sam.

"Oh I am positive," Sam raised his eyebrows defensively.

Dean rolled his eyes as he used both hands to tuck the hair behind his ears.

"Come on Cas, don't be a dick. We got ourselves in a Freaky Friday type situation down here," Dean complained.

"Do you, do you copy?" Dean squinted as he waited for some smart ass reply from Sam.

Sam crossed his arms with a cheeky smile planted across his face.

"Like I said. Son of a bitch doesn't answer," Sam paused as he noticed Dean staring over Sam's shoulder.
"He's right behind me isn't he," Sam said with an unpleased tone.

He jerked his head around to see a man with messy black hair and a dirty trench coat standing in the corner of the room only a metre away from him.

"Hello. I see you're awake," Castiel stated in a raspy tone.

"How are you feeling Dean?" Castiel looked into Dean's green eyes with a worried look on his face.

"Yeah, we have a little problem Cas. I'm actually," Sam was interrupted mid-sentence by the sound of a females voice.

"Sam? Dean?" The voice was heard as an echo through the bunker.

Dean shot Sam a curious glare as Dean strode down the hallway first, since he was closest to the door frame.

"Hey Sam!" A woman with curly red hair and a grey shirt which read My Harry Potter Obsession is a bit Riddikulus, placed her large shoulder bag on the table and walked towards Dean.

She embraced him in a comforting and gentle hug with a large smile spread across her face.

"Hey Kiddo," Dean said as he returned the hug.
Charlie looked much smaller, now that Dean was a foot taller than average.

"That's weird? Only Dean calls me that? You guys are becoming more like each other every day," she said as she patted Dean on the back and glanced ahead to notice two men striding down the hallway.

Sam was still getting used to being in Deans body but his Bow Legs did not make it any easier for him to walk.

"How's my favourite couple!?" Charlie raised her voice with intrigue.

"We are not a couple," Sam said with a surprised tone.

Castiel turned his head to look at Dean's sparkling green grasshopper eyes as his face shone a bright red.

He repeated what had just came out of Dean's mouth in his head as his heart skipped a beat at the word couple.

"Awe Cassie's blushing," Charlie said as she reached for a hug.

Castiel's body froze and his eyes widened with embarrassment. Dean and I, a couple? He thought and he strangely wasn't revolted by the idea of it.

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