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Supernaturally Mindboggling – Chapter 14

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Dean stepped back from Sam as he looked at Bobby, "Did she say she's Sam?"

"Dean, it's me Sam. What is your problem?"

Bobby was still starring at her, still in shock.

Sam continued, "Look, I saw Emily's eyes, they turned black and I thought she's a demon. I guess she's a…what a minute, why does my voice sound strange?"

Bobby recovering by then turned around behind him and reached for a box ornament with a mirror and handed it to her.

He took it from Bobby as she frowned at him, "What? You want me to see what you and Dean done to my face? Those punches still hurt." He took the mirror box and looked at his reflection and yelled out loud as he dropped the box instantly and jumped up from the couch.

He was now standing on the couch staring at Dean and Bobby in horror, "What the hell is going on, Dean? Bobby?"

Dean stepping away from him, "You tell me, Emily."

He frowned at him, "Will you stop calling me Emily! I'm Sam, Dean!" He then looked down and felt himself and looked at them, "Oh my god! I have breasts! What the hell am I wearing?" He began to feel about his shirt as Bobby stared at him flabbergasted.

Dean's brows were shot up as high as his fore head.

"I am wearing a bra? This is not right! I'm Emily! What the hell is going on?"

He was now feeling around his hips, "Oh no, I have hips…is this panties! I'm wearing girlie panties!" He was swinging his hips.

"Okay, okay, Emily…I mean, Sam…!" Dean closed his eyes and opened them again, "You don't have to tell us anymore about your… parts." Eyeing at Bobby, he turned back to him. "I know what you look like..." he muttered softly.

Bobby arched his brow at Dean.

Dean gave Bobby an exasperated look.

"Er, what the hell happened?" Sam asked again. "All I did was hit Emily by mistake and I wind up becoming her! I don't want to be her! No offense, Dean." He looked at him apologetically.

Dean shook his head.

Bobby suddenly stared at Dean, "Dean! If she is Sam, then…Sam is…?"

Dean stared at Bobby in shock, "The panic room!" They ran towards the basement but stopped and turned back to Emily, "Don't go anywhere, Em…Sam, Semily! Whatever!" Dean shook his head as he dashed off.

Emily rolled her eyes and watched them leave as she jumped down from the couch and walked to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of beer, as she closed the door, she looked up and saw the reflection in the kitchen window and saw Emily's reflection and shook her head.

"This is going to get some adjustment." She muttered. And opened the bottle with her teeth and spit out the cap and began drinking.

Wiping it with the back of her hand she burped loudly and looked down again at her chest and sighed, "Boobs… never imagine I'll have them…karma's a fucking bitch."

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Down beneath the basement, Emily began steering up and as she felt the bruises on her face and moaned out loud, "Oh shit…what the heck happened?" She tried to sit up and groaned more as her back strained.

Cracking her eyes opened, she blinked a few times and adjusted herself to the strange surroundings, "What the hell? What is this place?" She swung her legs over the cot and got up and felt herself swaying as she grabbed the back of a chair to hold for balance. "Whoa!"

She began to look about her and saw that her perspective looked slightly different…higher.

She then looked down and almost jumped as she yelled and grabbed her throat. "Hello?"

Emily looked around, "Anyone hear me? Hey, I sound…different…manly…wait, I sound like…Sam!"

Her eyes wide opened as she saw the door and walked to it and tried it but it was locked, "Hello! Open this door!" She yelled and then stopped. "Kind of strange. Why do I sound like Sam?" She raised her hand and touched her chest and looked down suddenly and felt all over, "Oh my god! I don't have breasts! Where's my breasts? I don't even have a bra on. Who change my clothes?" She patted her pants and looked down frowning at the center of her jeans and wrinkled her nose, "Oh, fuck…don't let it be…" She ran her hand and felt a bulge and screamed!

"NO!"

"Emily!"

She looked up at the portal hole and saw Dean's face and rushed to him, "Dean! What's going on?"

"Em, don't panic, but something happen and you…you and Sam uh…exchanged bodies."

Emily arched her brows, "I know, Dean! I just discovered I have…um…down there!" She blushed.

He nodded, "Yeah…er…So, um, other than that, are you feeling okay?" He smiled sheepishly.

"Why am I in here? Will you let me out?"

Dean turned to Bobby, "Well?"

"Ask her if she feels Lucifer around her?"

Dean nodded and turned back to her, "Sa…Em, do you see Lucifer?"

She looked about the room and shook her head, "No, I don't. I want to come out, Dean."

Bobby nodded and they opened the door.

Emily stepped out and tried to hug Dean, he stepped away from her.

She frowned at him, "Dean, it's me, Emily."

Dean held his hand up, "I know Sa…Em but I'm not used to seeing you in Sam's body right now. So if you don't mind we'll hold off on the hugs."

She nodded, "I understand. Where's Sam?"

"We left him upstairs." Bobby answered.

"What's this room anyways?" She turned to look at it. "Some kind of a panic room?"

"You could say that."

She noticed the symbols on the floor and the walls, "And what're those? Kiddie paintings?"

Bobby chuckled, "Not exactly, anti demon spells. It keeps the demons away."

"Oh, looks pretty cool." She reached up and rubbed her chin and quickly drew back, "Aw, how often does he shave?"

Dean arched his brow, "Every morning."

Emily sighed, "I guess I'll have to keep up with it too. This really sucks. I'd rather have your mind in my head, it's so much maintenance-free."

She glanced down as they climbed up the stairs, Dean saw her and asked he.

"What are you doing?"

She was looking down at her chest, "I don't have any boobs, Dean. I'm not used to no wearing a bra, is my nipples showing?"

Bobby began to choke in his spit as his face reddened.

Dean began to laugh as he faltered in his steps.

"What? What's so funny? I'm serious, guys! Does it?" She was looking down.

Dean shook his head, "You're fine, it's a…natural thing, Emily."

She looked at him and grinned, "Fine, if you say so. But I don't know if I'm ever going to get used to this…this body! Although I kinda like the height advantage." She smiled as she leaned to look over Dean's and Bobby's head.

They looked up at him and frowned as they reached the main room of the house.

Bobby made a beeline for his hard liquor and saw Sam sitting on the couch, a beer in his hand.

"Whoa!" Emily exclaimed said as she walked into the room and saw her body on the couch. "This is absolutely creepy. Hey...Sam."

Sam jerked his chin up as he took another drink, "Hi, Emily. I see you got the run down of my body too."

Emily nodded as she sat on a chair and crossed her legs.

Dean arched his brow to see Sam's body acting feminine.

Bobby saw it too and shook his head as he poured more bourbon in his glass and drank it quickly.

"Okay, this is really freakish. I don't know if I'm gonna ever get used to this. I really wish Cas is here and he can fix this." Dean said.

"Dean, we need to find this Lance and for some reason I wanted to go to Reno, Nevada." Emily said as she kicked her boot casually around.

Dean frowned as he looked at her, "Nevada? You don't think Memnoch is there? Do you hear anything?"

She shrugged, "No…I just want to go there."

Sam shook his head. "Uh…you guys, I have to pass…he's back and singing."

"Do we have to lock you up?"

He shook his head, "I don't see him at the moment. I think this body exchange is confusing him but just the same, I'd better not go."

Dean nodded.

Suddenly there was a loud sound outside the yard and then they were all silent.

Then a stranger in a three piece suit appeared, he was bloodied and he was holding an injured and barely unconscious Castiel.

"CAS!" Dean, Sam, and Bobby exclaimed as they stood before the strange being.

Dean and Emily had their Angel killing knife out and were at the ready.

The being held his hand out as Castiel looked up and said hazily, "Hello everyone."

"Cas, what's going on?" Dean asked as he frowned, "Who's the pillar of support?" he pointed at the being holding onto Castiel.

Castiel slowly and laboriously stood up as he held on to him and said, "This is Zapkiel and he and I just fought off a few Angels of Gabriel's."

"A few? Castiel is being modest. We fought over 50 rebellious Angels! We barely escaped. Why did you want to come here, Castiel?"

He nodded, "These are my friends, we're safe, Zapkiel."

"You'll be safe here, Castiel but I must get back, they rest of them needs me." He then disappeared.

"There he goes. I've never seen them flying, have you?" Emily asked them as Sam got up from the couch as Dean set Castiel down.

"Cas?"

Castiel opened his eyes and looked around and said weakly, "What happened to Sam and Emily? How did your bodies become switched?"

Dean frowned, "I thought you could answer for us and do a switcheroo back."

Castiel shook his head as he clutched his chest and winced hard, "I'm sorry, I cannot…and I can't do it. My powers are weakened in the battle."

Sam and Emily exchanged worried looks, "You mean we're stuck in each other's body?"

Castiel then looked at Emily and then at Dean, "You should not be here, you should be looking for the Lance. And not with Sam." He winced hard. "Dean, get out of here with Emily."

Dean stood up, "The real Emily body?"

"The real Emily's mind with Sam's body." Castiel said weakly as he passed out.

"Well, you heard the Angel said, get out now!"

Dean and Emily nodded as Dean said, "Bobby, keep an eye out on Cas...and Sam."

Bobby rolled his eyes, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, I've suddenly become everyone's flippin' babysitter. Balls!"

"Thanks Bobby!"

"Sam, take good care of my body, will ya? Make sure you shave my legs every few days. And I like the Brazilian shave too." She grinned as she waved at them.

Sam gave her a stunned look, "Uh, yeah…I shave every morning though."

"Let's go, Emily!" They began to walk out. "Why did you tell him about the Brazilian shave?" he chuckled as the door closed after them.

Sam looked at Bobby, "What's a Brazilian shave?"

Bobby shook his head, "I have no clue, Sam." He rubbed his beard. "I've got a feeling it doesn't have anything to do with shaving your face or legs."

Sam typed into his laptop and suddenly he yelped out loud as he showed Bobby what it was.

Bobby began to laugh.

"That's not funny Bobby!" He glanced down at his body, "I don't feel comfortable in this body at all." He began to move his shoulder around, "How can she stand wearing this…this…bra all day!" He pulled the Tee-shirt out and looked in and widened his eyes, "Whoa! She's really stacked!

Bobby shook his head, "You're a…a…inner peeping Tom. Quit staring at Emily's things."

Sam looked at Bobby, "You know, I have to look when I take a shower."

Bobby shook his head, "Dean's one lucky son of a bitch!"

Sam grinned, "Not at the moment, he can't hold my hand or snuggle." He began to laugh.

"Balls!"

"No, I don't have them anymore. I have…well, I have girlie things. I hope she packed enough razors and Band-Aids." Sam muttered as he took another swig of beer and belched loudly. "And shaving cream…I've never shave down there before. Do you have a handy mirror?" He looked up at Bobby expectantly.

Bobby glanced up at him and grabbed his hard liquor bottle, "Craps! I don't think I can last another day! Maybe I should lock myself up in my own panic room until this is over!" Then he looked over at the still unconscious Castiel. "What about him?"

Sam shrugged, "Just leave him there, he's not gonna hurt anyone."

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"Okay," Emily turned to Dean. "I have to use the restroom, again. Sam's bladder is the size of a thimble."

"I don't remember stopping so often when we're together." Dean said as he took an off ramp and headed for a rest stop. "We'll get a bite while we're here."

"You're hungry again?" She teased him.

"Driving always makes me hungry, bab..Sam." He glanced at him and sighed.

"What's wrong, Dean?"

He shook his head, "It's this body exchange crap! It's so hard to keep up with who you are and who Sam is…I mean, you're sitting here and I'm talking to you, Emily but I'm seeing Sam. It's so…wrong."

Emily sighed, "I know. How do you think I feel? I'm Emily but I have Sam's body and it's so hard to adjust to his body." She waved her hands all about the body. "Look at this afternoon, I didn't know you have to hold…it to pee!"

Dean began to chuckle and turning it to laughter.

"It's not funny, Dean!" She glared at him.

She recalled when they had first stopped at a truck stop that day, a few hours after they had left Bobby's and she had to use the restroom. Emily had unknowingly went into the women's restroom and scared an old lady there before she saw the reflection of herself and remembered she was Sam and hurriedly left and headed to the men's and when she saw some men at the urinals, her face became inflamed and she stood in front of one and unbuttoned her jeans and watching one of the men peripherally, she almost gasped out loud to see him taking it out and held it and pee'ed.

It was the most disgusting thing she had ever watched! And to top it off, she had to take Sam's…part out and pee'ed and it accidentally slipped from her hand and sprayed all over the urinal and her hands as she tried to catch it!

A man was watching her and shook his head. Emily had to come up with the drunken excuse and quickly buttoning the jeans, washed her hands and exited the restroom. Dean saw her jeans and began to laugh as she hurriedly climbed back to the car, her face was flaming red.

"I hope you can manage, 'cause I can't help you with it," he shook his head as he continued laughing.

She reached over and smacked him hard on his shoulder before she headed for the bathroom. She heard Dean reminded her to use the right restroom which earned him a not too nice finger gesture.

While she had gotten a hang of using and holding it and pee'ed, she suddenly noticed a man in a three-piece suit walked in; Emily knew right away it was one of the bad Angels. Luckily, she had her Angel killing knife.

As she hurriedly finished pee'ing, Emily saw him pulled out a similar silver knife and in a hurry, she did likewise and held it out in front of her.

"What do you want?"

"You will die, Warrior of God." He said as he rushed to her, raising his hand and was about to strike when she saw the tip of a blade protruding through his abdomen as he burst into a bright yellow light and disappeared afterwards.

Dean was standing before her holding the silver knife, staring at her, "Are you okay?"

She nodded, "Yeah, thanks." She said as she put the knife away.

She was about to leave the rest room after she had washed her hands when Dean stopped her, "You're not leaving."

She looked at her, "What? Why not?"

"You need to button your fly, Sam." He closed his eyes for a moment before he shook his head and then opening them again he smiled.

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End of Chapter 14