Dean woke up with a splitting pain in his head. He didn't want to open his eyes. He could hear voices talking but he was disoriented and couldn't tell what they were saying. He groaned.
"Sam?" Dean heard a voice say. He started to become less disoriented and wondered where he was. Something wasn't right. He opened his eyes, as much as he knew his head would regret it. Nothing could have prepared him for what he was about to see.
He saw himself.
Whatever it was, it looked exactly like Dean, even was wearing his clothes. "Sam?" Dean called, hoping that his brother would come rescue him from whatever unholy thing it was.
"Sam, you're awake! How are you feeling?" The Dean thing asked.
"What the hell is going on here?" The real Dean asked.
"It's okay," the imposter said. "You're in the hospital. You were in a car accident but you're okay now."
"Who are you?" Dean asked.
His look-alike looked shocked. "Sam, you don't know who I am? I'm your brother, Dean. Do you remember anything?"
"No," Dean said, shaking his head, causing immense pain. "No. That's not right. I'm Dean. You're Sam."
Sam, who looked like Dean, shook his head and touched Dean's hand gently. "You're under a lot of stress. But I can assure you, I'm Dean and you're Sam."
"No," Dean said starting to get angry. "That's not true. This has got to be some sort of supernatural thing. What kind of thing could be causing this? It's got to be something powerful."
"Sam, you're scaring me. You need to relax."
"How am I supposed to relax? I'm an entirely different person than I was yesterday!" Dean yelled. Somewhere he could hear a heart monitor beeping quickly at the change in his pulse.
"Ssh, stop yelling Sam," Sam? said. "Just try to breathe slowly."
Dean tried to calm down, but it was to no avail. "Sam, I mean Dean, listen to me. This is not normal. We need to figure out why we switched bodies or whatever. Can you think of what kind of creature could have that capability?"
"Sam," Fake Dean said. It was so weird for Dean to see someone else in his body, tears in his eyes. Do I really look like that? "You're talking crazy, you know that, right?" A nurse walked in. "He woke up. He's delirious."
"I'll get a doctor," the nurse said.
"Sam, you have to believe me," Dean said. "Think about it. We've seen lots of crazy shit before. Is this really so hard to believe?"
"Yes, it's impossible to believe," The Sam-Dean said. Though he looked and sounded like Dean, his mannerisms, the way he spoke was all Sam. "Sam, people don't just switch bodies. You had a car accident you're not yourself."
"The trickster!" Dean said. "Of course it would be Gabriel doing this. He's just fucking with us!"
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Sam said sadly.
"Wait," Dean said, starting to put the pieces together. "You don't know who the trickster is?"
Sam shook his head. "I don't because there is no trickster. You're having some kind of psychotic episode."
"Sam, I have an important question," Dean said. "Have we ever gone hunting?"
"Sure," Sam said. "We go with Dad every year. I don't see why that's important."
"Fuck," Dean said. It wasn't his brother that was looking back at him through his body. It was... What was it? A hallucination? A dream? An alternate reality perpetuated by Gabriel?
"Everything's going to be okay," Sam said. "You should just try to get some rest."
Somehow, Dean doubted it was going to be okay. He felt entirely alone, wishing his real brother was there. Wishing things were back to normal. He closed his eyes and feel asleep or unconscious immediately.
A/N: Wow, I didn't realize this was so short! Next chapter shall be up tomorrow. :) Hope you guys liked it!
