Anna

A scrawny dark hair teenager in a blue striped hoodie and khaki pants slides into the backseat of the impala wearing an unmistakable expression.

"Hi Sam." The teenager glares balefully up at her. Gary - in Sam's body - shifts uncomfortably in his seat, where Sam - in what Anna's guessing is Gary's body - turns his irritation onto the budding wannabe witch.

Dean bursts into laughter, tears pooling in his eyes as he gets a good look at the body his brother had been stuffed into.

"Oh man Gary, I'm freaking pissed at you, but this is good." Sam kicked the back of the bench, jolting both Dean and Anna. She flinched at the sudden movement.

"Just drive Dean." She glanced out the window to see two teenagers watching them, a girl and a boy. The boy looked angry, while the girl looked nervous. Gary glanced out the window and spotted them two. He immediately tried to shrink down into his seat, looking ridiculous in Sam's gigantic body.

The engine turned over and still cackling Dean drove away, the two teenagers fading away in the distance.

Between Gary spilling his guts, and the stuff Sam figured out while investigating in Gary's body, the whole story comes tumbling out. A bunch of dumb kids, messing with demons stumbled across a spellbook with real power. They find out about the bounty on Dean's head, and Gary happening to spot them in the diner, and how his friends helped him come up with the ridiculous Freaky Friday body swap plan so that Gary could kill Dean and get some kind of demon deal reward. Anna and Dean exchanged knowing looks. If those kids had actually succeeded in summoning a demon, even in exchange for Dean's life, they would have gotten themselves killed, instead of any sort of reward.

When they get back to their motel room they luckily already have all the ingredients they needed for the reversal ritual. Sam pulled an old, worn, leather bound book from his backpack and handed it over to the kid. It takes Gary less than five minutes to swap the two of them back to normal.

The second the ritual is over, Sam scrambles to his feet to look in a mirror, a relieved sigh huffing out of his body as he carefully pokes and prods his own face, making sure he's really back in his own body. Dean gets to his feet, watching his brother carefully.

"So we good?"

"Yeah, we're good. Oh man, it's nice to be back." Anna smiles at her friend, even though she keeps her eyes trained on the less thrilled looking teenager.

"Yeah. Awesome." He mutters sarcastically. Anna slides off the bed, and crouches down next to Gary. If she didn't know that he had two parents, both biological, she'd have guessed he was a demigod - even if he was too old to be unclaimed at this point. Most mortals wouldn't have been able to gather up enough juice to power a minor levitation spell, let alone a body swap, without some kind of outside force helping them. Spells like the swap he'd pulled on Sam weren't like exorcisms, stuff that anyone with the right words and ingredients could perform. Gary has some real power of his own, and if he trained it right he could grow up to be incredibly powerful. But he'd also already proven that if given the power, he wouldn't use it for anything good.

Better to not tell him what he might have been capable of. Leave him with a warning, and keep him off magic of any kind.

"Gary, messing around with demons is dangerous. It's not fun, it's not a game, and you and your friends could have gotten yourselves or someone else killed. Hell, you and your friends tried to murder," Gary flinched, but didn't look up at her, "someone. You're just kids, and none of you have any idea what you were messing with. There are lines you nearly crossed, and some that you did cross, that you can't come back from." Dean came up behind her, and Gary got to his feet, looking at the floor sulkily. Anna stood up too.

"Gary." Dean started. Gary sighed and half rolled his eyes, shrugging a little as he started to edge towards the door.

"Yeah, I know. My bad." Dean shook his head, stepping in closer to the teenager.

"My bad?" Dean repeats incredulously, glancing nervously up towards her and Sam. He takes a deep breath, licking his lips nervously before continuing.

"Kid, 'my bad' ain't gonna cut it. See, if you were of voting age, you'd be dead. Because we," Dean gestured at the three of them, "would kill you." Gary glances back at her and Sam, eyes widening as he realizes how serious all three of them were.

This is why most demigods don't hunt. Sure they all kill monsters, but its almost always in self defense, or during a quest. Monsters are straight forward; they're black and white, good or bad and killing them is almost always the right thing to do. But humans are different. They're complicated, and filled with a million shades of grey. But this particular shade of grey, had it been just a couple months older, would have been dark enough that she would have had a clear conscience dealing with the problem in a more permanent fashion than they are at the moment.

But a lot of other demigods would not, and she doesn't blame them. Their birthright forces monsters onto them; most half bloods don't want to go and seek out the monsters in humans. And killing mortals stains a soul in a different way than fighting and killing a fellow half blood during the war does. Demigods know that their lives will be short and violent, and they had picked their sides in that war; knew what the consequences of their actions would be. Mortals very rarely do, typically blindly stumbling through a dangerous world.

It's why before she fell into Tartarus, demigods called her when they found a hunt. She would take care of the problem, regardless of the issue, and she wouldn't hesitate.

"So you either straighten up and fly right, or we will kill you. Your friends too." Dean finishes, staring down at the kid. Gary nods fervently, swallowing nervously.

"Are we clear?" Anna asks softly, watching him from her place at Sam's side.

"Crystal." Gary promised.

"Good." Dean growls. Anna scooped up Gary's book, slipping it inside the duffle bag full of the stuff Dean and Sam have been giving her. She wants a second look at the spells inside before she lets the boys incinerate the book. Even though it was likely full of demon magic stuff, there could be a few useful things in there. Starting with why it was important for her to come out east.

She's still not sure why she saw the Huntress constellation point her out this way, but it wasn't for them to take this case. Zoë wouldn't care about them learning about the bounty on Dean's head. There's something else, some other reason why she needed to be out here.

"Anna!" Her head snaps up at the sound of Sam's voice. Everyone was waiting outside by the car, only her still left inside the motel room holding her duffle. She hurried out of the room and raced across the parking lot to get out of the rain that had started to come down. She slid into the car next to Gary, Sam having retaken his customary spot in the front seat. She mindlessly scratches at her bandages, stopping only when Dean glares at her through the rearview mirror.

"Let's go." She said, glancing up at where Zoë would be if the sky wasn't covered in heavy grey rain clouds. Dean puts the car and gear and pulls out, following Sam's careful directions towards Gary's house. She leans her head against the cool window, her eyes sliding shut.

She falls asleep to the comforting purr of the impala's engine, and the soft strains of rock and roll coming from the radio.

AN:

I know this is a second note in two chapter; I try not to have too many An cause I know it's kinda annoying.

But I am sad to have to announce that not even a week after determining to try for a consistent update schedule, that I will not be able to regularly update for at least the next two weeks, and maybe even longer. There was a smallish fire in my apartment a few days ago, and while putting it out, my hands got burned.

The only reason why I'm even able to update this chapter, is that I'd finished writing it before I got hurt. Typing is really difficult for me right now, so I will not be writing or updating until my hands finish healing.

I hope you guys enjoy this chapter, and I will be updating as soon as I can!

As always thank you to everyone who reads/reviews/favorites. Reviews really make my day and I read all of them, even if I don't always respond to you guys.

Cheers,

Hartley