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[victimofnoone]

WHO: Hayley Stark (as Sam), Castiel (as Dean), Dean Winchester (as Castiel), and Sam Winchester (as Hayley)
WHEN: Backdated to just after body swap
WHAT: Awkwardness of body swapping
WARNINGS: None yet?

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[holythursday]

Castiel, who had been in the room earlier to check on the boys but was actually thinking of leaving- since they had fallen asleep- suddenly found himself growing quite drowsy. His eyes, heavy with exhaustion, finally did close, though he forced them open only a second later.

...With Sam close to his face. He blinked and sat up straight, rubbing his face and crying out loudly as his arm flared white fire in pain.

[victimofnoone]

Hayley found a mirror at last, as she crawled to her feet. She poked at her face and glared at herself, making a couple goofy expressions in the cliche way that anyone would check to see if it was really them inside an unfamiliar body. Well, this was ridiculous. Another flood, probably, but why she had ended up in Sam's body, of all people, was beyond her.

Snatching a 9mm from the dresser, she spun around and cocked it without hesitation. Yeah, she had some experience with handguns. And the girl was smart enough to guess that if she was Sam? Then someone else was Dean. Her free hand lifted to jam her palm against one closed eye, trying to suppress the headache.

"Who are you?" She groaned, obviously not in the mood to play around.

[holythursday]

Castiel shuddered a bit as he took a deep breath, attempting to get rid of the pain. A quick glance down revealed that he didn't have his same body. No. This was not Jimmy. This was...Dean.

Panic entered his mind for a moment as he tried to figure out what had happened. Had he possessed Dean? No...Dean was not in his mind. In fact...there was nothing in his mind. Not Dean. Not Jimmy. Just...himself. What was going on?!

Unfortunately, he didn't have time to rationalize things as there was suddenly a gun pointed in his face. The question caught him by surprise and he blinked again.

"Castiel, Sam. It's me."

[victimofnoone]

Hayley stared at the sorta-Dean for a moment before lowering the gun, releasing the hammer but still holding onto it just in case. Even more than the headache intruding into her mind was the thirst that she felt. The intense thirst for.. "Blood? What the--"

She dropped to the ground then, leaning back against the bookcase as she tried to think through things as quickly as possible. Maybe it had to do with that Ruby chick Dean had told her a little bit about. Why else could she possibly be wanting to drink a demon's blood?

"It's Hayley, all right? Now why don't you tell me why I have a killer hangover and a rabid desire for demon blood?"