Oh gosh! Thank you so much for the reviews! I'm astonished that I'm close to 400! Wow! I had never believed the day would come. Also…chapter 50…wow…without your support, I never would have made it. Thank you everyone.

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Warning: This chapter contains Samifer…(I think that what you call Sam/Lucifer?) even though its one-sided. My muse really wanted to get into detail but I stopped him before it could happen…I mean…its rated T. :P I'll put a warning up saying S/L when it starts and when it ends in case you want to skip by it.

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Chapter 50: Freaky Sunday 2:

Castiel smiled warmly when he felt Dean shift against him. The hunter wrapped his arms around his body tightly. Castiel held him closer and planted a kiss in his hair, absorbing in the scent of his Dean, who groaned and nuzzled his face deep into Castiel's neck. Castiel let out a long breath and gently began to trail his lips over Dean's neck, tasting his skin delicately.

Michael felt warmth pass through his body. He could feel a silky material brushing over the skin on his back and oh was that just pleasant. He smiled and took a deep breath, amazed when he was met by crisp morning scents. He felt lips move from his hair and onto his forehead and then down his neck, sending an odd but lovely sensation through his body. The lips were soft and sweet and he just wanted to relish in the feeling of being held. He then realized that there was no reason he should be held. He opened his eyes and knit his eyebrows when everything seemed blurry. His entire body felt too heavy and weak and he just didn't want to move. He clearly remembered everything being fine before he went into rest. He finished training…he fought with Lucifer…flew around for a few hours…then went to rest. That was it.

He jumped back slightly to find himself so close to the youngest archangel. He was also really confused about the fact that Castiel didn't have his glorious glow. He appeared ordinary besides his inhuman blue eyes and large, black wings

"Are you okay?" Castiel asked after pressing a chaste kiss on Dean's lips. He began to sense his hunter was upset about something. He felt bad when Dean pulled away from him with wide eyes.

"Why would you do that?" Michael asked, trying to rub away the kiss his brother planted on him. He wrinkled his nose, knowing brothers don't normally do that type of thing.

"Dean, what is going on?" Castiel asked, feeling really confused.

"Dean?" Michael asked. He scanned his body to find that it was Dean's…again. He couldn't remember Dean saying yes. He would remember something like that. He took a deep breath and tried to stretch out his wings but he panicked when he realized they weren't there at all. He was an ordinarily human Dean. He could feel his stomach turn and his heart pick up in pace. It began to beat so fast that he knew it wasn't normal.

"I-my heart," Michael gasped, holding a hand over his chest "I think it's beating too fast."

Castiel instantly sat up and moved a hand over Dean's. He felt for a moment and tilted his head "That is normal for a panicked human," he said "What is wrong? Why are freaking out?"

"I'm not Dean," Michael said, trying to calm his heart as he jumped to his feet. He felt even heavier and he felt empty without his grace or wings.

Castiel tilted his head and jumped up from the bed. He walked over to the human "What do you mean you're not Dean?"

Michael took a deep breath, his heart still racing "I-I mean I'm not Dean. I'm Michael," he said.

Castiel's eyes darkened "What?" he growled. He grabbed the hunter by his shoulders and slammed him into a wall "You said you wouldn't use him anymore."

Michael felt fear seep into him as Castiel tossed him around like a ragdoll. He had no powers. He had never felt so weak before in his entire existence. He was shocked to hear a whimpering sound from his throat as he tried and failed to pry the angel's hands away.

Castiel tilted his head when he felt Michael struggle weakly in his hands. Something wasn't right…he couldn't even sense the angelic presence. He let go "There is nothing angelic about you."

"I know," Michael burst, covering his mouth when it cracked with a sob daring to escape. He had never felt emotions like this before. He didn't like it…he didn't like feeling all of this stuff. He didn't like being without his wings and his grace. He didn't like any of this. He could feel his blood running cold and his eyes stinging.

"Dean?" Castiel asked, now really concerned as tears filled the human's eyes.

"I'm Michael," Michael growled "I told you that. How did this happen?"

Castiel stared for a moment "Michael," he breathed "Where is Dean?"

"What is this?" Michael hissed when he felt a tight sensation in his pants and saw a bulge. He knew what it was from what he saw from humans but he didn't understand why he had one. He wasn't about to have sexual intercourse.

"Calm down," Castiel said, listening to the rapid heartbeat. He wouldn't be surprised if Michael passed out.

Michael took a few breaths. He didn't like emotions…he didn't know how to control them. He instantly tried to spread his wings again and huffed out in annoyance when they wouldn't come.

Castiel took a deep breath and ground his teeth as Michael panicked. He gently touched two fingers to Michael/Dean's forehead and put him into a deep sleep. He caught the body before it could crash to the floor and laid it upon the bed.

He wasn't sure what to do. He wanted to go up to Heaven to check and see if Dean had taken residence as Michael but he didn't want to leave Michael alone with Bobby, who would probably have no idea what to do with an angel-gone-human. He recalled when he became human and how much he disliked it. He had slowly been falling, though and was more prepared. This was absolutely sudden to an archangel who had been the farthest from falling than any other angel Castiel knew. This was going to be really hard on him.

There was a knock on the door and Castiel walked over. He opened it up to see Bobby standing there, his eyes widened in concern but slightly darkened with anger "Where is Dean? I just heard him shouting up here."

Castiel held up a finger as if to keep quiet and stepped out of the room. He closed it behind him silently and walked down the hall slightly. He paused and turned to the eldest hunter, who had his arms crossed over his chest.

"Dean is…not exactly Dean right now," Castiel said slowly.

"What does that mean?" Bobby demanded.

"I'm not sure what happened but its seems as though Michael is now in Dean's body," Castiel said "And I believe that Dean is residing in Michael's body."

Bobby's eyebrows furrowed "As in…that is Michael in there right now…as a human in Dean's body? And Dean is an archangel in Michael's body?"

Castiel nodded slowly "I'm not sure. I need to check up in Heaven to see if Dean is there. If he is, then he will not have the knowledge for flight ability to come down here."

"What the hell is this, Freaky Friday?" Bobby asked, feeling overwhelmed.

Castiel tilted his head "I don't understand that reference," he said "But do you think you can keep an eye on Michael until I come back? And if he wakes up, can you call me down?"

Bobby lifted his eyebrows "If you think I'm going to sit around and babysit an overemotional archangel then you have another thing coming."

"Please Bobby," Castiel asked "I need to make sure Dean is okay. This is the only way. I wouldn't trust anyone else with my brother."

Bobby seemed to soften at that but rolled his eyes. He pointed to the door "If he so much as starts having a hissy fit I'm gonna' tear him a new one."

"Okay Bobby," Castiel said with a nod "Call for me when he wakes up."

Bobby grumbled and began to walk down the hall as Castiel disappeared.

. . .S/L start. . .

Lucifer knit his eyebrows when he opened his eyes. He honestly hadn't remembered passing out but he didn't mind; he felt refreshed.

"Your awake," a voice sounded and it was surprisingly warm and soft. Lucifer lifted his head to see Sam lying beside him. His hair was a mess around his face and a smile lit up his features. For a moment, Lucifer just stared, trying to figure out why Sam was being nice to him. He blinked a few times then turned to see the golden feathers around them.

He was really confused for a moment before he realized he must have been in Gabriel's vessel. For some reason, he didn't mind. He smiled, knowing he could play this off. He stretched, feeling the new body. It was so nice. He paused when he realized the grace inside of him was not his.

Now he was concerned. The grace felt softer and warmer than his own. He thought about it for a moment but came to the conclusion that he must have swapped bodies entirely with his brother. He knew he should be freaking out about it but he decided not to. He smiled warmly and wrapped his arms around Sam, who let out a sigh and held him back.

"I haven't seen you sleep like that in a while," Sam noted, placing a kiss on his angel's forehead.

Lucifer relished in the sensation with a grin. He propped his body up more onto the pillows to stare into the hunter's eyes. His grace – or Gabriel's – warmed when he saw the love in those eyes. He felt somewhat bad for taking advantage of it…actually no, he didn't feel bad at all. He smiled and reached his hand around Sam's face. He brushed his thumb over the smooth cheekbone before pulling him into a deep, needy kiss.

Sam moaned into the passionate kiss. He was surprised at how soft the kiss was compared to Gabriel's usual determined lips. This one felt hesitant. He ignored it and pulled his angel closer, loving the way his body formed into his perfectly.

Lucifer breathed in Sam's intriguing scent before climbing on top of him. He let out a moan as how intensely he was enjoying this. He hadn't remembered the last time he ever felt this way about anything. He ran his fingers through Sam's soft, shaggy hair and tugged on it slightly before trailing his kisses down the hunter's jaw and over his neck, wanting to taste more of his vessel's skin. He licked his lips as he pressed his tongue over it, tasting the sweet and salty skin. He could feel Sam's body press up against his in need.

Lucifer suddenly pulled away and sat at the corner of the bed. He could feel the wings twitching behind him and he took a deep breath, trying to calm down. If that went on a moment longer, he would definitely have done a lot more to Sam. He really didn't want to get fried by Gabriel…and he knew he would get in trouble for touching another angel's human.

He stiffened when he felt strong hand grip his shoulders before running down his back, right over his wings. He let out a moan as strange sensations passed over him "You keep doing that and I'm going to lose it."

"That's what I'm planning on," Sam whispered, his breath hot in Lucifer's ear.

Lucifer closed his eyes and took a deep breath as a wave of pleasure washed over him. Okay, he really needed to get away before he truly lost it and took Sam for all he was giving. He reluctantly stood up, already having to readjust himself in his jeans.

Sam stood up from the bed, clad in just boxers. He walked over and pulled who he thought was Gabriel into his arms. He felt the archangel stiffen for a moment before relaxing entirely.

"Sammy, your making this very difficult," Lucifer groaned when he felt the hunter's breath on his neck, planting hot, wet kisses over his skin.

Sam grabbed onto Gabriel's shoulders and gave him a shove. Gabriel landed on his back on top of the bed, his pupils wide and lust blown as he stared up. Sam had never seen Gabriel look so needy and out of control before. He liked it, though.

Lucifer could feel his body tingling with heat as the hunter took control of him. He was shocked at how much he enjoyed Sam dominating him. After a moment, he reluctantly pushed Sam off, "I have to go," he said "I'm being called."

"When has that ever stopped you before?" Sam purred and Lucifer was about to lose all of his self-control. He took a deep breath and pulled away. He jumped up to his feet and snapped his fingers to clothe Sam.

"Aw," Sam groaned "You're such a tease."

Lucifer shook his head "You're the tease," he said "You should really get out of here, though."

"Why?" Sam asked, knitting his eyebrows at the serious tone in Gabriel's voice.

"I sensed a hunt a few states over," Lucifer said, marking where he could sense a rogue vampire "Just a vamp. You can do it alone. I'll zap you over."

Sam was about to speak but stopped when he felt fingers touch his forehead. He blinked a few times to find himself in a new motel room. All of his stuff was on the bed. He sighed and shook his head, wondering why Gabriel was acting so strange. He waved it off and went to start research on the town. He wanted to call Dean but he was still ticked off at him for going off without him and getting hurt. He wanted to punch his brother in the face so he decided it was best to not see him.

. . .S/L Done. . .

Dean jumped almost twenty feet in the air when the room lit up with a spark. Castiel appeared a moment later from the light and Dean had never been more relieved in his entire life to see his angel. He was so bored…he was playing Lucifer's dumb videogames and trying to fly. All that earned him was a few bruises and a broken arm that healed the moment it happened.

"Dean?" Castiel asked, his voice laced with concern.

Dean nodded "Yeah," he said. He was surprised when he felt his body slammed against a wall. He winced as the wings crumpled against his back from the force. He blinked a few times at how bright Castiel was, his blue eyes glowing brighter than Dean recalled from when Michael used him as a vessel. He let his head thump back against the wall as he felt Castiel's hands glide over his body before fingers were sliding through the feathers on his back. Dean hissed out in shock at the pleasure and comfort that passed through him.

He couldn't control it. Before he could rethink, he grabbed Castiel's face and yanked him into a rough and hungry kiss. He felt Castiel begin to push on him slightly and he realized he was more powerful than his angel for once. Michael's strength was obviously immense. Dean slowly pulled away, panting in need for Castiel. That wing touching just had him on edge.

"I can feel Michael's grace inside of you," Castiel said "It is slightly unsettling."

Dean sighed shook his head "This sucks," he groaned.

"What happened?" Castiel asked "Do you have any idea?"

Dean sighed "I think it might have had to do with that damn witch," he said "When she was killed, it sent off this like freezing wave and shriek that affected all of us."

Castiel stared at him intently "Did she do anything before she died?"

Dean nodded "Yeah actually…she was in the middle of some kind of ritual. I think it was in Enochian."

Castiel sighed "I know what it was," he said "And I must say, you are not going to be happy about it."

Dean narrowed his eyes and he felt his wings flare out behind him "What won't I be happy about?"

"Lucifer, I'm going to kill you," Gabriel snarled and Dean lifted his eyebrows to see the white lights colliding together onto the floor in the room. Through the lights, Dean could see Lucifer's body overpowering Gabriel's body. He knew they weren't themselves though so it was technically Gabriel beating Lucifer.

"You're only going to destroy your own vessel," Lucifer said with amusement "And what did I do wrong?"

"I can smell him all over you! You did something with Sam. Where is he!," Gabriel snarled, slamming his fist repeatedly into Lucifer's face. Gabriel thought it was the strangest thing beating the crap out of his own vessel. He didn't care, though. Lucifer took advantage of Sam using his visage.

"Should I do something?" Dean asked, wondering how his new powers would feel. The thought of Lucifer touching an unknowing Sam was really starting to tick him off.

"I must say, Gabriel, Sammy really is needy for you," Lucifer sneered with a smirk.

Dean ground his teeth and gasped when he felt his body heat with power. It tingled from deep in his gut to his wings and through all of his skin before shooting out of his hand. A bright, white light hit both of the angels wrestling on the floor and Dean flew backwards from the force. He winced when he slammed into the TV, shattering it. Glass fell all over him, cutting skin and wings.

Castiel was by his side within seconds and Dean blinked to see Gabriel – in Lucifer's body – lying on top of Lucifer – in Gabriel's body. Gabriel whipped an angel killing blade from nowhere and for the first time, Dean felt the grace inside of him coil and turn cold as he stared at the gleaming silver of the blade. His body instinctively knew that it would kill him.

"No Gabriel!" Castiel shouted, trying to run over to stop the fight.

Gabriel was seeing red as he lifted the blade over his head. He then sent it down with all of the force of Lucifer's power that he was in control of. Lucifer moved just in time for the blade to miss his heart by centimeters, hitting his shoulder instead. He cried out in agony so loud the room shook and a white light began to show through the now gaping wound as Gabriel tore the blade out and lifted it again.

"Gabriel, stop!" a loud, powerful voice commanded.

Instantly, Dean felt his entire body stiffen as the voice radiated through him. Castiel fell to the floor a few feet from Dean and Gabriel climbed off Lucifer and lowered himself.

Dean turned his eyes to see who he knew was God standing in the room; though he appeared much different than he last recalled. He had a light around him that was completely unexplainable and had him staring, jaw slacked.

"You," He said, pointing to Gabriel "The room. Now. I will tell you when you can leave."

"But Father," Gabriel started.

"That was an order," he demanded and Gabriel nodded and instantly vanished from the room. He turned to Lucifer, who was clutching his wound "Go to the healing room."

Lucifer nodded and disappeared as well, leaving Dean and Castiel alone with Him.

"Hello Dean," He said, turning those glowing, powerful eyes to him.

Dean felt like there was a lump in his throat. He didn't know what to say or to even call Him.

"I said you can call me John," He said with a warm smile.

Dean nodded, still not finding his voice.

"Castiel, I need you to help train Dean to control those powers," 'John' said, grabbing Castiel's hand to lift him.

Castiel nodded "Yes Father," he said, keeping balance and brushing off his coat "Is there anything you can do?"

'John' smiled "It will only be for two weeks. Consider it a test," He said.

Dean knit his eyebrows "A test?" he asked.

'John' smiled then turned to the door. He paused and faced Dean for a moment "Check on Michael when you have the chance. I am sure he doesn't know what to do with himself," He seemed amused with those words then vanished.

Dean turned to Castiel "That was…strange."

Castiel took a deep breath "He works in mysterious ways," he smirked slightly.

"Dude, you were just waiting for the perfect moment to say that, weren't you?" Dean asked.

Castiel smiled "It's true."

Dean nodded "Well…can you teach me how to get to Bobby's?" he asked.

Castiel smiled "Of course," he said.

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**Question as Usual: Would anyone else like to see more Samifer? Please let me know. :D. Also, who thinks Michael should give Dean a wing massage since they switched their positions. hehe

Also, I would like to apologize ahead of time because on Tuesday, I'll be going to visit my family across the country for a week. I'll try to update as much as I can but I cannot promise anything (I hate big weddings. Ugh…might have to write to get over it. Hehe) Trying to prewrite chapters so I can just post them while I'm away…hmm…if not…please don't leave me! I'll DIE.

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