3 Days Later: Dean and Sam walked into hospital, and showed their badges to the ladies at the front desk.
"Hello, my name is Sam Jackson, this is my sister, Deanette Jackson; we were hoping we could ask a few questions about some of the patient's." Sam asked, ignoring the glare Dean gave him.
"You mean about the random…sex-changed victims? I swear this is the 3rd time we've had agents of some sort coming in, and asking us about the victims." The woman stated, but led them either way to one of the most recent patient's.
"She came in yesterday, with the body of a male; but we got her back to normal. We looked over everything, and realized she's had no problems with her body, or being a girl…until she appeared as a boy. Her records indicated nothing about a sex change, but she'll be okay now." The woman said, and continued to talk, but Dean shut her out, looking at the girl in the room.
The girl seemed young, maybe only around 17, younger than most victims they've read about. She had brown eyes, brown hair that was slightly curled as it reached her waist, and her freckled skin was well tanned. It was obvious she was still in school as well due to the uniform she wore…and she also looked exhausted, and Dean felt a pang of guilt for the girl. She never deserved the torture of becoming a boy at random, and it reminded Dean of her own situation…about how she was transformed from a boy into a girl.
"May I go and talk to the patient?" Dean asked the woman suddenly, shocking her.
"Hm? Oh, y-yes you may." The woman said with a smile, and Dean walked into the room without another word, confusing Sam.
"Hello, are you Mary Moore?" Dean asked the girl, who looked at her and nodded.
"Yeah, that's me alright." The girl said, and Dean smiled as she sat down.
"How are you feeling?" Dean asked, and the girl sighed.
"Better than usual, but it could also be because I'm back to normal, and the achievement I made." Mary said with a smile, and Dean tilted her head a bit.
"Achievement? Mary, would you mind telling me what happened?" Dean asked, and Mary gave a small nod.
"I don't mind. It happened about 3 weeks ago, almost a month when I meet this girl in the restaurant me and some of my friends went to after school. I noticed her after my friends left, she had blonde hair and green eyes, with this kind smile of her face. She noticed my gaze, and waved me over. At first, I was cautious, but afterwards walked toward her anyways, and we began talking. She was asking why a young girl like me wasn't hanging out with a handsome man. I nervously explained that I preferred woman over men, and she seemed shocked before she smiled softly. She asked me why I haven't confessed yet, and when I told her because I was self-conscious because of society, she told me I shouldn't care what others think." Mary said, before she tried to think more.
'Reminds me of the woman I met at the bar a few weeks ago, she had said the same thing in a similar manner toward me.' Dean thought, but continued to listen as Mary seemed to remember something.
"After she told me I shouldn't care what others think, she laid a hand on my hands, and gave me this really bright smile. She said that: 'Even though society has changed greatly, if you truly love someone, you should take the chance to be with them. For you never truly know what you have until it's gone.' Afterwards, she gave me one last smile, and left. The next morning, when I awoke, I was a guy. Another week went by with me trying to think on the woman's words. Taking a chance. I took a chance, and told the girl I had a crush on that I loved her, and seeing as she still knew who I was, as did everyone else at school, she confessed she loved me as well!" Mary beamed with a smile, and Dean couldn't help but smile back even if the words reminded him of what the blonde girl told him at the bar.
"You don't know what you have until it's gone, then you'll be heartbroken." Or something along those lines, but all Dean knew was that the trickster seemed to truly be helping people.
"Afterwards, she asked me to be myself that I didn't have to be a guy to make her comfortable, for she loved me as I was. So I went to get myself back to being the girl I am, and to this day; I thank that lady I meet at the restaurant for giving me to push I needed to confess my love to the girl who means the world to me." Mary said, her joyous smile never leaving her face.
Dean couldn't stop a similar smile overcome her solemn one, and soon she was grinning brightly, causing Mary to giggle. Dean began to think over what was said, it certainly sounded like the woman he meet at the bar, as well as the trickster when he told Dean to admit his feelings, saying: "You have to admit your feelings, you won't have another chance. What if someone takes the one you love away? What if someone catches your Angels gaze, and they get together?! You'll be heartbroken; you have to admit how you feel to your angel!" Dean knew the trickster had been talking about Castiel, but had been denying her feelings for the Angel, believing since she was originally a guy, that Castiel would never show an interest in her because of how Dean believed God to view same-sex marriage. Dean believed Castiel would share the same view's seeing as he was an angel of the Lord; but with his action's earlier at the bar a few weeks ago…it seemed maybe that wasn't entirely the case.
"Deanette, have you been in a similar position?" Mary asked, her gaze curious.
"Similar position?" Dean asked, raising a brow confused.
"Like where you were afraid to admit to the person you loved the most because of how society would view it, but then someone gave you just the right push; and you confessed. Whether the result ends good or bad, at least you found out how they felt so there could be a way to fix it. Have you been in the position to need a push to confess your love?" Mary asked, a small smile on her face, as if she was trying to read him.
"Hm…I believe I might be in that position right now. There's this person I really like, his name is Castiel, and we've known each other for so long. I always denied my feelings because I wasn't too sure how he felt, and I was afraid to ruin our friendship. Maybe…what I need is that small push." Dean half-lied, half-confessed; and yet it felt right to say it.
It felt right to finally confess she was in love with Castiel, the angel who has watched over him no matter what; even when Dean felt she didn't deserve it for everything she has done. She even nearly betrayed his trust when she agreed to let Michael take her body as a vessel…all back when she was a guy, she loved Castiel, and she just kept denying it. Dean didn't want to tell the girl that originally she was a guy that had been transformed; still felt odd to speak about it. Though she wasn't denying that she loved Castiel, and didn't want to ruin anything between them, and she didn't lie about needing the push.
"Then take that girls advice! I'm pretty sure the guy you love is in love with you as well, and you just need some advice from her. She seems to be able to pick people out, so here." Mary said as she gave Dean a slip of paper.
"That's the restaurant I went to, and met her at. She's always there because I always see her there whenever I passed by, so you're bound to meet her there. Go there around 4 or 5 PM, and you should see her. If she catches your eye, and waves you over, it must mean that she's going to give you the push you need!" Mary exclaimed, her brown eyes shining brightly in joy.
"Thank you, I'll hold onto this." Dean said, giving a girlish smile, making Mary's smile grow wider.
"Mary?" a voice asked, and looking toward the doorway, was a girl about Mary's age, looking worried.
"I heard you were at the hospital, did something happen?" the blonde girl asked, cupping Mary's face in concern.
"I'm alright Caroline, I was just telling Agent Deanette about what happened. She wanted to know what happened, and after I told her, we got on a personal level where I realized she's in a similar predicament as I am, without the gender-change." Mary said, giving Caroline a loving smile.
"Phew, I'm glad you're okay." Caroline said, and Dean could see why anyone would fall for Caroline, even a woman.
Caroline had blonde hair that was in a medium-length ponytail that curled all the way to the tips, with straight-cut bangs, and her bright blue eyes showed concern for her girlfriend, but they also showed relief as she heard the news. She was wearing a normal outfit, sweater and jeans with tennis shoes, but a satchel was strung over her shoulder, obviously showing she just got off school considering the books that Dean could see peeking at the opening's.
"I'm glad you're okay…and your back to your old self!" Caroline exclaimed in joy, and Mary nodded.
"Because I don't have to change to love you." Mary said, and Caroline smiled, before she kissed Mary.
Dean blushed, before silently leaving, and sighed as she entered the hallway. Maybe it was about time she went a saw the woman they spoke off, it defiantly sounded like the trickster's MO, so maybe it was time to make a visit. She lifted her head as she heard footsteps, and saw Sam and Castiel approaching.
"Hey Deanette, ready to go?" Sam teased as he drug out Deanette, and Dean sneered at her little brother.
"Shut up Sammy!" Dean stated harshly, and Sam just laughed while Castiel watched them interact in silence.
"Well, let's go; I'm starving!" she said as showed them the paper she got from Mary, and Sam smiled.
Nice job Dean, seems like you found the trickster." Sam said in congrats, and Dean nodded with a triumphant smirk.
"Yep, and this time in the appearance of a girl, so it should be easier to connect with the woman if I can get to the topic of who she truly is." Dean said, and sighed, shaking her head.
"Probably would've been better to have been born a girl, changed into a guy, and then try to seduce my way into meeting her in private. Oh well, gonna have to go with 'a girls night out' as one would say." Dean said, and Sam slightly shook his head.
"A girl's night out?" Castiel questioned, brow raised and Dean waved it off.
"Look it up online after we get back to the motel. I'm seriously starving here." Dean said, before they got in the impala and drove to the restaurant Mary spoke off.
Restaurant-Collier's Family: Collier's Family Restaurant was the place they arrived at after following a GPS from Sam's phone, and judging by the name on the paper, and the words at the entrance, Dean guessed this was the right place.
"Looks to be the place." Castiel observed, and Dean nodded, unusually silent.
"Dean?" Sam questioned, but Dean suddenly bolted inside, seeing a familiar face and Sam groaned, following with Castiel.
"Hello, welcome to Collier's Family, have you been here before?" a woman greeted them at the counter, and Dean chuckled, rubbing her neck; even as Sam and Castiel followed right behind him.
"No, not really; first time here." Dean replied sheepishly, trying to ignore Castiel's warmth behind her.
The woman looked from Dean, to Castiel, then to Sam, before looking between Castiel and Dean again, before giggling, confusing the trio.
"Alright, follow me this way lovebirds." The woman giggled out, causing the Sam and Dean to blush, but Castiel tilted his head.
"I don't understand how she mistaken us to all be a couple." Castiel said as he looked between him, Sam, and Dean; though his gaze did linger on Dean.
After they were seated, and ordered their drinks; the waitress left and looking ahead, Castiel saw the woman Mary mentioned…which did happen to be the woman from the bar in Madisonville. She smirked, and waved her over, and Dean narrowed her eyes, before nodding.
"I believe I found the trickster…I'll be right back." Dean said as she got up, and walked toward the woman before sitting in the booth across from her.
"Hello Deanette, been awhile." The woman teased, and Dean narrowed her eyes at the girl.
"Okay, explain to me what's going on, no need to play around when I know who, and what you are." Dean said as she crossed her arms, and the woman laughed.
"Alright then, since we're not playing games, I'll tell you. I go by the name of Shana in this female form, while I go by Luke in my male form." The trickster, known as Shana said with a mischievous smirk.
"Nice, now how about we go will a deal. Either you change me back, or I place a bullet in your head and then cut your head off." Dean threatened as she glared at Shana, who showed mock hurt.
"Deanette, I'm hurt. How could you think of hurting poor little me?" she questioned, and Dean twitched at the name.
"Stop calling me Deanette, when you damn well know my real name." Dean whispered harshly, never tearing her eyes off Shana.
"Humph. Not much for a form of fun or teasing are you?" She scoffed, before sighing as she shook her head.
"Let me ask first, have you confessed yet?" Shana asked as she laid her head on a hand, bored.
"What?! N-no, why would I?" Dean questioned, her green eyes wide; and Shana huffed.
"Well then, why should I change you back?" She questioned, and Dean growled.
'There has to be some way I can get her alone, kill her, then get back to normal.' Dean thought, before an idea struck her head.
"Because I don't know how to confess." Dean mumbled, not exactly lying.
"You don't?" Shana asked, surprised she confessed to that.
"Yes…I don't want to ruin anything…besides, I doubt he likes me like that. We're both originally guys, why would he like me?" Dean questioned, and Shana groaned…she thought the angel was the dense one.
"Dean honey, you have obviously not seen the way he stares at your chest and ass 24/7." Shana asked, and Dean blushed red.
"W-what?" Dean squeaked out, sounding rather adorable, even making the trickster blush.
"My goodness, you're just so freaking adorable. How about this? I teach you how to confess, and after you confess, I change you back." Shana said, and Dean seemed surprised.
'Not exactly what I was expecting, but hey, it worked.' Dean thought, before she giggled.
"Alright, agreed. Tonight, alone…where at?" She asked, and Shana hummed.
"How about the abandoned barn about a two mile drive from here?" She asked, and Dean nodded.
"Consider me there." Dean said, and they shook hands, before Dean went back to the others.
"What happened?" Sam asked, looking at Shana to see her leaving.
"Was able to get a place, and meeting to see her…and then place a bullet in her brain when I get there. Hopefully I can get my body back." Dean said, unaware of both Sam's and Castiel's disappointed looks.
Later: Dean sighed as she tapped her foot as Shana gave pointers on how to not only tell Castiel she loves him with words, but with body as well. It seemed more of an excuse for Shana to snuggle against him and other things, but Dean only looked away when she did that; her long hair blocking some of Shanas' movement's. Sam and Castiel where there, but where far enough away so they didn't hear words, but the action's was causing Castiel's blood to boil and rage in jealousy…those action's should be done between him and Dean, not her and Dean.
'I don't care if Dean doesn'tlove me like that, I won't let her act like that with him.' Castiel thought as he glared at the scene before him.
"And, once you're sure the point has gotten across…you grab his by his jacket, and kiss him." Shana said as she gripped the edges of Dean's jacket.
"Say wha-?!" Dean didn't get to finish her sentence, as Shanas' lips fell upon her's.
Her eyes widened, even as Sam's and Castiel's wide, but Castiel's soon filled with horror.
"That little-!" Castiel said as he shot up, but Sam held him back.
"Whoa Cas, calm down." Sam said, trying to reason the angel into stopping, but he glared at Sam.
"Let me go Sam." Castiel threatened, but Sam shook his head.
"No Cas, let Dean handle it." Sam said, and they both watched Dean and Shana.
Dean pushed Shana away, and scrambled back, wiping her mouth, eyes wide.
"What the hell was that for?!" Dean shouted, and even Castiel and Sam heard it.
"What? I was showing you a proper, heated, passionate filled kiss." Shana said as she hugged her body.
"Yes I know, but really? Did you have to do it to me?" Dean said as she wiped her mouth, before standing a little hesitant.
"Don't you want Castiel to understand your feelings?" She questioned, and Dean nodded, blushing…but he had bigger problems.
"Alright, so…I wrap my arms around his waist?" She questioned, but Shana shook her head.
"No, he would wrap his arms around your waist, and yours would go around his neck. Then, after a bit of heated talk, you two would kiss. After you admit your feelings to him, come see me, and I promise I will give you back your body." She said, and Dean nodded with a look as though she was thinking.
"Or…I could do this!" Dean said, before she placed the barrel of the Colt to Shana's head, and she looked at him blankly.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Shana said with a hidden threat, and Dean smirked.
"Like I give a shit about that, you die, I get my body back, and then I'm okay. One less trickster to worry about." Dean stated, and she narrowed her eyes.
"Dean, please don't anger me." Shana warned, her eyes showing seriousness, and Dean glared at her.
"I don't care…you're dead." Dean said and pulled the trigger.
The barrel of the gun smoked, and she pulled the colt away…when suddenly Shana gave a wicked smirk.
"I told you not to anger me." Shana said in a venomous voice, causing Dean to shake in shock, and Sam with Castiel sprang into action.
"DEAN!" Castiel shouted as Shana looked at Dean in a crazy haze.
Shana was quick in her attack, as she thrusted an arm out, her nails long as claws. She nails ripped through her shirt, right into Dean's chest; and reopening old wounds that had healed, as well as creating new bloody ones.
"Dean!" Sam shouted and shoot a few rounds at Shana.
She dodged the bullets, before kicking Castiel away as he got close before she wrapped a hand around Dean's throat.
"I don't care what I have to do, you will confess one way or another! You have to take chances if you ever want to be happy. I know it's hard, but you will do it!" Shana shouted, before she struck Dean, punching the boy-turned-girl across the face, a near audible crack as the jaw nearly broke, but the nose did.
"Dean!" Castiel shouted, his eyes glowing blue.
Shana suddenly hit a metal wall, and screamed as her back made contact, before glaring at the angel who pulsed with power before she. She growled, before she jumped into the darkness, vanishing.
"Get back here!" Castiel shouted, but hearing a cough stopped him.
"Castiel, she needs immediate medical attention." Sam said, and Castiel dropped beside the beaten Dean who had blood leaking from her chest, mouth, and nose.
"Let's get back to the motel. It's safer there, she might attack while I try healing Sam." Castiel said, and Sam nodded as they ran back to the impala.
Motel: Dean groaned as Castiel ripped the shirt open, seeing how far the damage went, before even Castiel groaned…it wasn't good. Dean would be out of commish for a few days, especially with how much blood she lost, but Castiel believed he could remove most of the fatigue.
"Dean, stay with us Dean." Castiel said, tapping Dean's cheek to keep her awake.
Sam was currently out, looking for leads on the trickster, and find out why she was more powerful than most other trickster's they've encountered. While Gabrielle was powerful because he was an angel, this trickster was incredibly powerful with her physical attacks, and she ain't no angel, nor was she a demon…trickster's were demi-god's, and even still something was up with her power.
"Cas…I'm sorry." Dean said weakly, her chest feeling heavy.
"Don't be, I'm gonna fix you up, don't worry." Castiel said as he remove Dean's shirt, being wary of jousting her or removing the bra.
"Why insist on doing this?" Dean questioned, her voice think with confusion, stopping Castiel.
"What?" Castiel asked, almost like he'd been slapped.
"Why do you insist on healing me…even though I cause…all these…problems?" Dean asked, feeling weaker.
"Dean, stay with me. I do this because I care about you Dean…a lot." Castiel admitted, trying to get his emotion's to show through.
"Because…you raised me…from hell?" Dean questioned, wanting to know the truth.
"No…because…because of how I felt." Castiel said, before he began focusing.
"How you felt? Castiel, answer me a quick question." Dean said, her eyes fluttering.
"Stop talking, and let me heal you." Castiel said, but Dean gripped Castiel's wrist, her hands shaking.
"Please…just let me finish." Dean pleaded, her eyes showing desperation.
"I'm sorry…for denying it all this time…and this time, her words got to me. I realized your looks, but forced myself to think it was wistful thinking." Dean said, before she cupped Castiel's face.
"But the truth…was Castiel, I was afraid…because, in actuality, we were both guy's. E-even now…I-I'm scared…because I'm in pain, in more ways than one, but Castiel…I love you." Dean said, before she kissed Castiel passionately, desperation in her kiss.
Castiel seemed shocked, before he closed his eyes and responded, kissing back, before wrapping his arms around her. He soon noticed she was beginning to feel cold, but she kept kissing him, hoping to savor the moment, and Castiel knew he couldn't let her die. He tilted her head back, breaking the kiss as he sucked her neck, and placed a hand to her forehead. His hand glowed blue and her wounds began to close, as the blood seem to go back into her wounds, and her breathing was less harsh and ragged. After a while, Castiel stopped and looked Dean in the eye, seeing her regaining her bearings.
"Cas?" she questioned after her vision focused, and he nodded at her.
"Dean, are you alright?" he asked, and she tilted her head, but nodded.
Suddenly she remembered what happened, and blushed, looking away. Castiel was confused at first, before he realized her behavior, and cupped her chin.
"Dean, look at me." Castiel commanded softly, and taking a deep breathe, she looked at him.
Castiel kissed her again, shocking Dean, but she responded by kissing back, wrapping her arms around his neck as he deepened the kiss by tilting his head a bit. He pulled away, too soon in her opinion, and looked her in the eye.
"Dean, did you truly mean what you said? Because I truly meant the kiss." Castiel asked, and Dean sighed, but gave a nod.
"Yes, I truly do love you Castiel. I always denied my feelings because we were both guys, and I believed that since God seemed to look down upon that thing, that you felt the same. Not only that but…*sigh* I was afraid of ruining our friendship, and I care about you. Those I usually care about end up dying or leaving, then I'm alone in the world. I have Sammy, but I can't lose you Castiel…I just can't!" Dean said as she buried her face in his shoulder.
"Dean, you would never lose me. While I had, at one point, looked down upon same-sex relationships, when I laid eyes upon you for the first time, I realized then and there that I was in love with you. You were different from every other human I meet, because of your will to want to protect others, even killing yourself to do so. Just like with the trickster, she could have caused problems later on that could've lead to death, and you placed it upon yourself to put a stop to it and attacked her. You were nearly killed in the process, you also lost a lot of blood Dean, please be more careful." Castiel said as he embraced her tightly.
"So…you're not really freaked out that…we're…ya know, both technically guy's?" Dean questioned as she hugged back, arms still around his neck.
"Even as a man, I still love you all the same." Castiel said, and Dean blushed, before an idea struck, and she grinned.
"Then show me how much you love me." Dean whispered low, and Castiel flushed red, and tried to control his breathing…hearing Dean talk like that, and in the body of a beautiful woman…it was hot as fuck!
"Dean, are you sure you really want that?" Castiel asked as his eyes darkened a little as he tried to control himself.
The emotion's he had while he was a human still remained, and they were raw as he almost lost Dean, and it was hard to get them back under control. Dean just grinned, and placed her hands on his thighs, before raising herself on her knee's, and cupped his face.
"I want proof of your love." Dean said, and Castiel's eyes darkened as he wrapped his arms around her lower back possessively, holding her closer to him.
"Once we start, I might not be able to stop Dean." Castiel growled against her chest, and Dean smiled as she kissed his forehead.
"Then don't stop, let's go all the way." Dean said, and Castiel's eyes completely darkened as lust filled them, she'd be crying his name before the night was over.
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Okay so the next chapter is sex...just sex, so if I were you don't like sex, or Destiel sex then skip the next chapter because that's all the next chapter is really going to be. If you don't like Destiel I'm wondering why you're reading this in the first place.