Title: Switchback - Chapter One
Author: Cyn
Summary: An easy kill goes strange.
Warning: gender switch, incest well, sort of
Category: AU
Legal Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me. I am just borrowing them long enough to write this story and then I will put them right back, I promise.
Author's Notes: Read a story like this one. Started running scenarios through my over active imagination and this story was born.
E-mail Address: MA - Language/sexual ambiguity
Spoilers: Pretty much everything up to now.
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The fight with the incubus had been decidedly short for Sam and Dean Winchester. The victory over the creature was almost anti-climatic. The information Sam had dug up about how to vanquish incubi had enabled the duo to corner the demon and send it back to hell.
Dean had gotten the majority of the punishment the thing had inflicted while Sam rattled off the incantation. When it had finally succumbed to the exorcism, it basically evaporated into a mist then simply dissipated and blew away. Dean had been left with his arms grasping at air when the creature disappeared.
"That was weird." Dean said as Sam helped him to his feet. "Where'd it go?"
"Back to hell." Sam said simply and shrugged.
"Good." Dean said relieved. "Now, maybe we can get some sleep. I'm beat."
"Damn straight." Sam said nodding. The 36-hour hunt was wearing on both hunters. They jumped into the car and headed back to the motel stopping at a drive-thru for food on the way.
Dean switched on the TV as he plopped down on the bed nearest the door. Sam set the bag of food on the table between the beds along with their sodas and plopped down on the other bed. They ate in companionable silence both too tired to talk and neither really watching the program on the TV.
"So." Dean finally said. "Tell me we won't have to worry about this thing again."
"Shouldn't." Sam said around a mouthful of food. "The incantation is supposed to confine the incubus into oblivion. It's like demon purgatory. Only in this case they can see what's going on in both the spiritual world and human world, but they can't do anything. Cause any more trouble."
"Sweet." Dean said knowing that nothing pisses evil off more than being unable to cause trouble. "You watching this?" Dean asked nodding toward the TV.
"No." Sam said in a groggy near-sleep voice.
Dean switched the TV off and sprawled out on his own bed too tired to even undress.
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Sam awoke to the sound of a startled shout. He looked over to see that Dean's bed was empty. He immediately got up and headed over to the bathroom door.
"Dean?" He called listening for any sound of distress. "Dean? You okay in there?"
He waited for what seemed like an eternity, but when Dean did not answer he reached for the handle and gently turned it. It wasn't locked and opened easily. He slowly pushed open the door. Standing in front of the mirror was a young woman staring at her reflection as if having never seen it before.
"Oh." Sam said embarrassed. "I'm sorry. I thought my brother was in here." He couldn't imagine when Dean had picked up the girl or why she was here and Dean wasn't.
"It's me, dork." The young woman turned around and Sam gaped at her completely speechless. She was pretty, actually. Her short hair was the same shade as Dean's and her eyes. Good God, her eyes. Sea green eyes with long eyelashes. Sam swallowed and tried to pull himself together.
"Dean?" Sam finally managed.
"Yeah." He sighed.
"Holy crap." Sam said frowning.
"Yeah." Dean said nodding. "Ain't this a bitch?"
"What the hell?" Sam said stepping further into the bathroom and staring at Dean. His 'brother' Dean.
"I have no idea." Dean said turning back toward the mirror as if to make sure he hadn't seen himself wrong. "Must have had something to do with that demon."
"Maybe."
"What, maybe?" Dean said. "I was a man when I went to bed last night after 'exorcising' the damned thing and then I wake up this morning a girl." Dean shook his head in exasperation. "It has to be connected."
"Yeah." Sam said still not completely able to wrap his head around what was going on. "I'll have to do some research see if anything like this has happened before."
"And, what the hell to do about it." Dean said running hand through is hair.
"Uh, yeah." Sam said shaking his head still not comprehending completely.
"Why don't you go do that research then," Dean said shoving Sam toward the door, "and, I'll see about getting a shower."
"Right." Sam said stepping back out into the room. He hesitated for a second or two, scratched his head then pulled his laptop out of his bag and fired it up. He had to figure out what the hell had happened to Dean and how the hell to change him back.
End chapter one
