Warning: Wincest! Sam/Dean/Lucifer, Michael/Jo in other chapters, not in first two chapters at least. Yes, it may get graphic and language does get worse. They do have sex in later chapters with one of their Angels hosts and Jo comes in and Michael falls in love with her, don't read if you get offended!

Plot: Dean's done it now. He's asked a question that really amuses the Angels and pisses off Sam in one swoop. What have the Angels done to them now? Pamela finally arrives and her Archangel Protector shows up and you will never guess who it is.

Warning: This will be a funny one. Don't miss the 'Meg' reference from the episode where she possessed Sam in the TV series. I managed to fit it in after all!

Please read on.

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"Change us back NOW!" Dean thundered, hating this.

"Me too!" Sam growled.

Both Angels were laughing so hard that they were crying.

It all started with the most innocent of questions, from Dean of course. It was a Sam type question, but yes, Dean asked it. Boy, did Sam regret that part, and now Dean did too.

Such an innocent damn question. Sam could have killed him for asking it.

"Can you two shape shift like Gabriel does?" Dean asked, curious. Sam wondered if Michael wouldn't mind him beating the crap out of his vessel for a few minutes. Not too much, just enough to know NOT to ask THOSE kinds of questions to Archangels. Sam had an idea it was going to get worse.

The Angels had smiled and nodded. The next part is what did them in.

"Cause that would be so cool!" Dean enthused. Yep, it was definitely going to get worse.

They were promptly turned into Ellen and Jo (disturbing to say the least), then all the whole string of women that distinctly reminded Sam of all the women that Dean had slept with over the years, complete with dimples, slutty clothes, and more tramp stamps than Sam's poor brain could digest…again. Then of course the Angels got inspired, laughing between bursts of power.

They then turned them into each other.

Sam was now Dean and Dean was Sam and this time neither was amused. Well, Sam wasn't amused, and Dean was angry but then got really really creepy, even for Dean.

"Damn it, Sam. If I trip over these boats you call feet one more time, I am going to cut them off. And your legs, don't get me started on your legs! They are too damn long and keep tangling up on me! Your body is too long and tall, I keep misjudging where to step and falling! What's up with this hair? How do you see through it! When this is over, I will be cutting it for you, Dude, You're blind!" Dean pulled it back with a larger hand and let the long fingers hold it out of his now hazel eyes. "This sucks!" He glared at the Archangels who were currently lying on the ground inside them, laughing at them…again.

"Really, Dean? You want to bitch about legs? Yours are short, and keep tripping me up! Don't get me started on how bow-legged you are! Dude, I think you should see a doctor about it. This is so not natural! You are one truncated bastard. It is throwing my depth perception off and I keep falling! Besides..." Sam stopped as Dean began to walk around him, "You need to lay off the cheeseburgers; you are getting a paunch!" Dean surveyed himself with interest now, looking at all the things Sam had just complained about. "What the hell are you doing, Dean? Stop ogling me, I mean you! You are creeping me out!" Sam yelped as Dean actually grabbed his own ass for some reason. This sent him jumping away from Dean. Dean actually approached him again, smiling, eying himself…again.

"Take off the shirt, Sam. I want to see myself, seriously, when will I get the chance to see myself this way ever again? Come on, Sammy, show me that paunch I have." Dean laughed at Sam's red face. The boy was seriously embarrassed now. He backed off and pretended to lift his own, trying to embarrass Sam some more. "I'll take mine off and let you see yourself, too." Sam put up Dean's hands to his own eyes and groaned in despair. He didn't need to see himself undressing in front of himself; that was weird on too many levels!

"Come on, guys, turn us back! I'm begging here, please!" Sam pleaded in Dean's voice, and cringing. Dean just had to ask the damn question!

"For once, Dean, something is YOUR fault. You had to ask them THAT question!" Sam ranted, hiding his eyes still, knowing Dean he was just waiting for Sam to move his hands and open his eyes to remove Sam's shirt, just to embarrass him some more, which, in fact, he was doing at that moment.

"Just look, Sam, let me see how AWESOME I look!" Dean teased, his brother was miserable and he was enjoying this! "I'll let you look! You can even grab your own ass to pay me back for grabbing yours, I mean mine!" He knew Sam would never take him up on this. It was just fun seeing that prude face he was wearing right now deepened and get redder. He had to admit. He did look good, Dean meant himself, of course. Sam was just too tall and his long legs were clumsy to walk on. He thought he might move on to touching Sam's body a little next. That would really piss him off. Probably enough to say, 'Stop touching me!' or something equally prudish. Yep, no ammo here to embarrass Sam with; no, none at all.

"Michael, would you mind if I beat the crap out of your vessel? Just enough to hurt him, a lot. I won't try to kill him honest, well, maybe a little…" Sam pleaded, he was going to pound Dean into the dirt for this!

"Now Sammy, and damage this fine packaging? Really?" Dean smirked, running a hand along his, Sam's!, Abs and chest muscles. Sam was just about to punch his brother without the Archangel's permission when the door opened and they heard a sound that made them stop arguing immediately.

"Hello, Grumpy." A hand grabbed his ass hard, "Yep, still firm."

"Hey, handsome." A hand played along Sam's, Dean's!, chest, "Still the sexiest chest ever, and those shoulders...hmm hmm, damn, boys, I could play with those for days!"

Dean swiftly rebuttoned his shirt and moved away from the woman; pulling Sam with him, in surprise.

Pamela had arrived.

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"I'm Sam." Sam said from Dean's form.

"I'm Dean." Dean said from Sam's form.

Pamela and the others sat down immediately and turned all their eyes on them. All looked amused and about to laugh. The boys did not find it funny anymore, although Dean's eyes did look at his stomach for the paunch; he didn't want to give up cheeseburgers!

"Well, spill it, Idjits." Bobby said smiling, this was going to be good.

Pamela was ogling both of them, leering.

The others just smiled and waited.

"Well, it all started when Dean asked the Archangels a question; a question I told him not to, I might add." Sam began.

"All I asked was if they could shape shift like Gabriel could! It was a simple enough question!" Dean protested.

"You turned me into a girl, you were a girl! We have been every girl he was ever slept with." Sam fairly shouted, "At least the ones he remembers! That is saying a lot." He glared at his brother, who looked like him. This was creeping him out; he wanted his own body back!

"Then they turned us into each other. I have learned something from this. Dean is even more in love with himself than he is his damn car! He was ogling himself when you came in. He grabbed his own ass! Well, now mine I guess. But still, ewww!" Sam looked ready to kill his brother who just smirked at him, clearly enjoying his little brother's embarrassment.

"Come on, Guys, turn us back! Fun's over!" Sam whined finally and Dean burst out laughing as he thought that Sam sounded five years old again in that moment. The other was laughing as well. The Archangels were laughing still, hiccupping as they did so. Sam definitely heard a snort in there somewhere and stomped off to the kitchen for a beer. Throwing one at Dean's head which Michael grabbed out of mid-air before it could hit his head and began to drink it. Sam threw him a 'not-sorry' look and took a big drink, ignoring them now. He wanted his body back!

Dean sighed and then went in to see Sam. He sat down across from him and got him to look at him.

"Sorry I got carried away, Sammy. It was all just so funny! I couldn't help myself. Don't take it seriously, we'll be us again shortly." He patted his hand gently and reflected that Sam may be right. He had went a lot too far this time. "Sorry I grabbed my ass. I just had to see how it felt, well, from the outside point of view." He had gotten creepy there, even for him.

"That's all right. I'm not mad about that. Although being every damn woman you ever slept with was very disturbing unto itself, gah! I had to see them in the flesh before and then to be them was just plain wrong!" Sam complained. Dean had been a dick but he was his brother so he was going to let it go; he hadn't meant any harm. "I just want my body back. I really don't know how to move or act inside yours, it doesn't feel right."

"I know the feeling, Sam. You are truly a sasquatch and I can't move right in this body. I feel like I'm too high in the air or something. Your legs don't work for me, not like they do for you. I want mine back too."

They both addressed their Archangel hosts and said, "Change us back now! We get the point, you rock at shapeshifting, and we appreciate your skills. We bow to the Masters! Now change us back." Dean demanded and Sam agreed.

They were suddenly themselves again and were so damn happy to be that way they had to smile widely, with obvious relief. They went into the living room and the others welcomed them.

"That was the oddest and funniest thing I have ever seen!" Bobby guffawed and sobered.

"Did you really grab your own ass, Dean?" Pamela had to ask; it was such a Dean thing.

"Yes, I did." Dean said proudly. "I have a nice firm ass, too!" Sam rolled his eyes at Dean's joke, and smiled, Dean was cheering him up and it was working. "Come here, woman, let me hug you!" He opened his arms and Pamela went to him, hugging him back. She was really back. She had died bringing them back from the Dream root dreams and had paid so much for her help, including her eyes. It felt good to have her back. His sentimental thinking lasted about ten seconds, which is when her hand snaked down and grabbed his ass!

"You're right, it is a nice ass." Pamela agreed smirking. Dean's eyes were wide and he quickly stepped away from her. Sam threw him a look that clearly said 'Doesn't feel so good when it's your ass that gets grabbed, huh!".

There was a whoosh! of feathers from behind her and she turned to stare into a pair of smiling chocolate colored eyes, a full pair of lips curved into a playful grin, and tousled light brown hair.

The boys groaned and thought of places to hide. He was going to turn them into girls again or maybe each other…again. They had enough of that!

"I'm Gabriel, Angel of the Lord and your Archangel Protector now as a Prophetess of the Lord. It is good to meet you." Gabriel may have sounded formal but his behavior so still so irreverent it was so… well, so Gabriel.

Pamela looked him over like he was a piece of meat she was planning on buying soon. Her eyes taking in his body, and creepily enough, undressing him with her eyes. It had to be a sin to do this to an Archangel, it had to. It was so wrong!

However, Gabriel didn't seem to be minding her inspection. In fact, he seemed to be doing the same thing to her. Everyone was getting nervous. This was the creepiest sight they had seen so far!

Pamela pressed close to him and let her hand snake down and grab his butt "Oh, Yeah!", then played with his chest "Oh, Wow!", and then kissed him hard which he eventually responded to until she pulled away and he definitely looked flustered now. "Momma Like!" Gabriel was surprised but grinned widely, instantly liking her, she's just like him, but dirtier! "I'll take him." She leered again.

"Right back at ya, woman!" Gabriel leered back, a teasing glint in his eyes. They smiled at each other cheerfully, shared a mischevious smile, the same one on both faces! All groaned, Gabriel was bad enough but now there were two of them, they had to smile anyway. 'Face it, he is the perfect choice of Archangel Protector for her, no other would suit her better.' Everyone thought and they were right.

"This job does have its perks!" She leered at Gabriel as she groped him. He doesn't seem to mind at all and he even groped her butt a little too and noticed her rack, and smiled appreciatively, Oh, yeah. It does have its perks, he agreed with her mentally, definitely!

Pamela thought she is going to like having Gabriel as her Archangel Protector. Gabriel admitted that he had volunteered for it as soon as he heard she was going to be a Prophetess and would need one. "I heard about you!" He said when asked why he would do that.

"Hello, Gorgeous!" She purred, and enjoyed the idea of the thought of having her as her Protector. He seemed a fun kind of guy!

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Well, Michael and Lucifer had some fun there. That shape shifting stuff is funny, isn't it? Besides getting Gabriel pawed by Pamela was so worth it! He didn't seem to mind much though;D

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