A/N: Chapter 2, woo! Any feedback is much appreciated, though try to give constructive criticism. I figured that since Dean is so masculine and manly his female counterpart would be pretty busty. But, that's just my take on things. Enjoy!

"Holy Hell," The woman Sam still was having a hard time recognizing as Dean muttered as she gazed at herself in the closet mirror, turning around and around as she inspected her body. "Not gonna lie, I'm pretty freakin' hot. Although this is seriously messed up!" She grabbed her boobs, which looked to be at least a size DD and gazed at them in wonder.

Sam looked around uncomfortably. She didn't want to keep watching her...sister? In her underwear as she groped herself. However, she wasn't really sure what to do, so she analysed her new body as well. She was still tall, and lean. Her breasts weren't as big as Dean's, about a C cup, but even Sam had to note that she had a nice butt. Sam wouldn't admit it, because this situation was pretty creepy, but she found herself to be awfully pretty.

"Jesus CHRIST!" Dean screamed as a woman appeared behind her in the mirror. Her expression went from fear and anger to surprise as she whipped around and looked her over. "Aw shit, you're a girl too Cas?"

"Apparently so." The angel replied in a grave, but much more feminine tone. Her blue eyes were lined with long lashes, and her black hair was put up in a messy bun. She wore the same long beige trenchcoat, but underneath was a white blouse and navy pencil skirt. "This is very unfortunate for my vessel, Jimmy. I came to see if the damage had been done to you as well, but as soon as it happened I was almost certain." She sighed and paced around the room."I also am almost certain of who is responsible for this."

"Who are you thinking, Cas?" Dean asked as she pulled a t shirt on over her head. Her clothes were much too big for her; the shirt the normal Dean would normally wear went down to just above the young woman's legs.

"I believe the angel Gabriel is the one behind all this."

"What, the bastard that locked us in the tv shows?! What's he doing this for now?"

"It makes sense," Sam mused, "Of course Gabriel would be the one to shift and alter things just to mess with us - again."

"Ah-ah-ah! Not to mess with you!" A voice said behind them. They all turned to see Gabriel leaning against the window grinning mischievously. "Hello, ladies." He purred.

"Gabe, I'll beat your ass!" Dean snapped, charging toward him. "Change us back right now!"

"Now why would I do that?" Gabriel asked with mock innocence. "Don't you get it? I'm doing you a favor here!"

"How the hell is turning us into chicks doing us a favor?!" Dean growled.

"Pssh, witness protection, duh!" Gabe scoffed.

"What?" Sam asked, knitting her eyebrows together.

Gabe sighed, waved his hand lazily, and made a plush recliner appear behind him. He flopped into it and smiled lopsidedly.

"You girls are pretty but obviously not that bright. Don't you get it? The angels aren't going to find you if you're females."

"The angels weren't going to find us anyway, Cas seared our ribs so we're under the radar." Dean retorted.

"Not that much. They still have tip-offs from the religious fanatics, or did you forget about that part?" He smiled smugly. "They're looking for two males. You two don't fit the description now. Lucifer and Michael can't take over your bodies if you're a couple of dames! That's a pretty specific part of this prophecy or whatever. It's about Lucifer and Michael, not Michelle and...what's the girl version of Lucifer?" He paused, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"So this is your way of being helpful?" Dean snapped. "Turning us into women, so they can't find us? What sort of game are you running here? I thought you wanted us to play our roles, remember?!"

"Change of heart." Gabe replied simply, shrugging his shoulders.

"This is really not helpful, you sonofa-"

"He's right." Cas interrupted, her eyebrows knit together thoughtfully.

"What?" Sam and Dean both asked simultaneously.

"Gabriel is right." Castiel replied quietly, looking at them. "The angels will not be able to find you in these different bodies. And even if they find you, they may not even want you. You're females now, and the prophecy states specifically that Michael and Lucifer fight as men, not women. They'll probably change you back, but this is a good diversion. Not to mention demons will have a harder time getting to you as well. This could give us more time to find a way to kill Lucifer and stop the apocalypse." She looked at Gabriel, her eyes narrowed. "However, that does not explain why you decided to turn my vessel into a female."

"Oh, that?" Gabriel sniggered. "That was just for kicks!" He winked at Cas, who in turn scowled back at him. "Oooh you're cute when you're angry! You should stay this way." He turned to Sam and Dean, grinning. "So, there you have it. You're a couple of lovely ladies now. I'll call you...Samantha, and Deanna." He said, pointing to each of them. "Get used to it. Try and lay low. Oh, and if I were you-" He looked over them both, nodding approvingly, "I'd get some new clothes." He playfully growled at them, and disappeared into thin air.