Title: Switchback - Chapter Two

Author: Cyn

Summary: An easy kill turns 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.

Rating: MA - Language/sexual ambiguity

Spoilers: Everything Up To Now

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After hours of research and the weird deal of watching his former brother try to fit into his oversized men's clothes, Sam was learning about that whole new level of frustration his brother had spoken of during the hunt for 'Bloody Mary'. He closed the laptop angrily and looked up at 'Dean' as she tried to keep the jeans he'd put on up.

"Do you need a belt?"

"Yeah, but I don't use them." Dean said resignedly.

"I have one." Sam said standing up and moving toward his bag. After a short search he came up with a black leather belt. "It might be too big, too."

"Your waist isn't as big as mine, though." Dean said taking the belt from Sam's hand. "Pays to be tall and skinny, little brother."

Their hands brushed when Dean grabbed the belt and Sam found himself thinking way too much about just how pretty his new 'sister' was. He pulled away hoping that Dean didn't notice and much to Sam's relief he didn't.

"Did you find anything, yet?" Dean asked yanking Sam from his thoughts.

"Not much." Sam said. "There is a lot written about how incubi impregnate women. It's even believed that the demon can change from one gender to the other - basically that the incubus/succubus demons are one single demon that changes gender at will in order to steal semen from the succubus victims and impregnate women with it as an incubus."

"That's completely fucked." Dean said and Sam found his eyes drawn to his, uh, her mouth.

"Yeah." Sam said. "But, I can't find a single case where a man was turned into a woman after battling one of these things." He shrugged then continued. "Of course, there isn't a whole lot written about exorcising a succubus or an incubus. Since most of the text I have found is based on them as legends."

"Ahhhh!" Dean said his knees buckling. He fell to the ground clutching at his mid-section.

"Dean!" Sam shouted rushing over to see what was wrong. "What is it?"

"I don't know." Dean said. "Something's wrong. I feel -." He lost consciousness.

"Crap!" Sam said pulling Dean up and into his arms. "Dean?" He called. "Come on. Come on. Wake up." Dean didn't respond. "Damn it." Sam said through clenched teeth.

Sam lifted Dean into his arms and headed toward the car. He knew there was a hospital not far from the hotel. He had to get Dean help and quick.

--

The trip to the hospital seemed to take a lot longer than it should have. Sam pulled the car up to the door at the emergency room, jumped out and ran to the passenger side door. Dean moaned when Sam tried to pick him up, but Sam knew he had to get the other man into the hospital one way or the other.

"Help me." He called as he entered the sliding door Dean in his arms. "I need some help here, please."

A youngish female doctor standing near the entrance saw them and hurried over barking orders for a gurney as she went.

"What happened?" She asked Sam as an orderly materialized pushing a gurney in their direction.

"I don't know." Sam said. "She was fine one minute and collapsed holding her mid-section the next." He laid Dean down on the gurney as a swarm of doctors and nurses gathered around.

"Did she have any symptoms beforehand?"

"No." Sam said shaking his head. "She was fine."

"Is there any chance she could be pregnant?"

"Uh." Sam said pondering that for a moment. "I don't know."

"You don't know?" The doctor said doubtfully. "You her boyfriend?"

"Um." Sam had no idea how to answer that question. "It's complicated."

"I'm sure it is." She then turned back to Dean and began barking orders to the people around her. "You need to wait outside."

Sam looked up sharply ready to protest, but then all the fight left him and he nodded and walked to the door of the exam room defeated. He watched through the window in the door, as Dean lay motionless on the gurney.

"Christ." He hissed as he watched.

--

After being shooed away from the exam room, Sam found himself pacing the waiting room. No news was good news or so he'd always been told, but the longer he stayed in the waiting room without word of Dean's condition the more anxious became.

"Mr. Winchester."

Sam immediately recognized the youngish female doctor who had been working on Dean earlier.

"How is he, um she?" He asked.

"She's resting." The doctor whose nametag identified her as Danielle Morgan, M.D. "Did you know she was pregnant?"

"Pregnant?" Sam said his mind whirling at this new information. "No. How - how far along is she?"

"Approximately seven to eight weeks." Dr. Morgan stated matter of factly. "She didn't tell you?"

"No."

"Well, it would seem that she hasn't been taking very good care of herself." Dr. Morgan said almost accusingly. "She's suffering from exhaustion, dehydration, and iron depletion. When was the last time you ate?"

"Last night before we went to bed." Sam said defensively. "Obviously if I had known anything about this, I would have made sure she was taking better care of herself."

"I think I believe you." Dr. Morgan said. "But, she came very close to losing the baby. Are you the father?"

"No." Sam said softly. "If it's who I think it is, he's not really in the picture anymore."

"Okay." Dr. Morgan said doubtfully.

"When can I take her home?" Sam asked knowing how much Dean hated hospitals.

"We'll observe her overnight." Dr. Morgan said. "Then discharge her tomorrow morning. She will have to take it extremely carefully for the next few weeks. Any stress or exertion could cause her to miscarry."

"Right." Sam said nodding. "Can I see her now?"

"Sure." Dr. Morgan nodded. "Right this way."

The woman led Sam to the elevator. The car stopped on the second floor. Sam trailed behind the doctor his mind running in circles trying to figure out what to do about this latest development.

"Through here." Dr. Morgan said stopping suddenly.

"Thanks." Sam said and pushed open the door.

Dean's eyes were closed as Sam approached the bed. He was nearly to Dean's side when his eyes flew opened and she turned toward him startled.

"Sam." Came Dean's relieved voice. "I had the weirdest dream. I was a girl and -." He stopped when he saw the look on his brother's face. He then looked down at his body. "You gotta be kidding me." He said.

"That's not all." Sam said. "I just talked to you doctor. You're - um, you're pregnant."

Dean chuckled thinking Sam was joking, but he sobered quickly. "You're not serious."

"Dead serious."

"Fuck." Dean said his hand unconsciously moving to his stomach. "It had to be that fucking incubus. You have got to find out more about it and see what we have to do about this. I get the distinct impression that the damned thing is forcing me to give birth to it all over again. Like reincarnation or something like that."

"Yeah." Sam said. "That's what I was thinking as well. I'll hit the local library check on some things, but I should probably check with some of Dad's contacts see what they have to say."

"Uh, could you not tell them it's about me, though?" Dean said seemingly embarrassed.

"Sure, I won't say a thing if you don't want me to." Sam said nodding.

"Good." Dean said. "I'm having enough trouble dealing with this crap. I really don't want the world to know that Dean Winchester is both a girl and pregnant. I have a reputation to protect."

"I should get going then." Sam said heading toward the door.

"Could - could you stay for a little while longer." Dean said in a small voice that Sam had never heard him use before. "I really don't want to be alone right now."

"Okay." Sam sat in the chair next to the bed. Dean reached over and took Sam's hand in his new girly ones and gave a sigh of relief.

"Thank you." Dean then closed his eyes and tried to get some sleep.

Once Dean had fallen asleep, Sam made his way back out to the Impala. He pulled their father's journal from the glove compartment and the laptop from the trunk. Since he knew the library would be long closed by now, he decided that he could just as easily do his research in Dean's hospital room as he could at the hotel. He set everything up and after looking into the face of his rather beautiful brother/sister, powered up the laptop and began his search in earnest.

--

"Find anything?" Dean said jarring Sam's attention from his research.

"Kinda." Sam said not looking at Dean. "I found this cache of old text on incubus and it describes something like your situation. The text is really old and not translated. It's taking me a while to get through it."

"How far along am I?" Dean asked suddenly.

"Dr. Morgan said seven to eight weeks." Sam said his eyes wandering to Dean's stomach where Dean had unconsciously placed his hand.

"Little fucker works fast." Dean said under his breath.

"Part of the text that I've translated so far tells about how the baby is born." Sam said reluctant to share the news with Dean. "Apparently, when the demon is born, for lack of a better word, it drains the life force from the 'mother'."

"Like a vampire?"

"Kind of." Sam said wincing. "But it isn't just blood that the 'baby' takes from its host. It takes everything. Turns its mother into dust."

"Yikes."

"Yeah." Sam said. "I'm hoping that somewhere in here there is a way to stop the process. Maybe even reverse it."

"Turn me back to normal." Sam nodded. "So, when do I get the hell out of here?"

"Tomorrow." Sam said then looked at his watch. "Well, later today that is."

"Good." Dean said. "I hate hospitals."

"I know." Sam said.

"You going to stay?"

"Yeah." Sam said yawning. "Unless they kick me out. I'll be here when you wake up. I promise."

--

Checking Dean out of the hospital was a bit of a challenge what with the three pages of instructions the doctor gave them and all the warnings and lectures that they were forced to listened to before Dr. Morgan told Dean he could get dressed while Sam signed all the pertinent forms. After signing his name to over a dozen forms, Sam was more than ready to get himself and Dean the hell out of there. When the orderly arrived with a wheelchair, Dean tried to wave it off, but Dr. Morgan intervened.

"It's policy." She said succinctly. "And, you don't need to exert yourself too much. I am very serious when I tell you that you will loose that child if you aren't very, very careful. Do you understand?"

"Yes, ma'am." Dean said. Sam could see that the older man almost rolled his eyes, but stopped himself. Sam smiled and shook his head. This was not going to be fun.

End chapter two.