FIC: In His Deceit - 7/8
Title: In His Deceit
Author: Miss 'Drea
Artist: pixymisa
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Dean/OFC, Dean/Sam, brief Sam/Trickster
Beta: selecasharp and blackcathollow
Word Count: 22100/20000
Warnings: Genderbending, angst, some show-level amount of gore
Summary: When the perfect woman shows up during Dean's latest hunt, he spends more time trying to catch her attention than he does solving the hunt. She hunts with him even though she has no idea what she's doing and he's all over that; he likes teaching. Everything is perfect. Except for when it isn't. She vanishes without a trace and then Dad goes missing right after. Dean thinks they're linked. (He has no idea.)
Disclaimer: Not mine, not even a little bit. Title is from the Rune's poem.
Notes: Special thanks to selecasharp for coming up with my title, and for the beta and everything else. And to pixymisa, without whom I would have scrapped the story and dropped out of the entire bigbang out of writer's block frustration. Thanks, hon. <3 Mostly though, thank you for the dance.
| Prologue | 1 | Interlude I | 2 | Interlude II | 3 | Interlude III | Epilogue |
| Notes & Soundtrack | Art Post (coming soon!)|
| Interlude III |
Sam sits down at the diner with Loki hot on his heels. Even though the Trickster has been an ever-loving pain these last few days since he first changed Sam into Jacqui, the little things he's done to make it easier on Sam are both awesome and obnoxious. The car, on the other hand, is just plain cool. It's not something that Sam would ever pick to drive himself, but for Jacqui, who Sam has cultivated to be both hot and intelligent, the Pontiac GTO is perfect.
"Bet you're wondering why you ended up here," Loki says over a piece of pie that he's making love to with a fork and his tongue.
Sam rolls his eyes. "With you, I've given up on trying to guess."
Loki makes a sour face and throws a sugar packet at him. "Dean's here," he says, and actually laughs when Sam whips around to get a good look at his brother. Dean is sitting by himself at a booth not too far away from them, and he's looking straight at him, which makes Sam blush and look away.
"I told you I could find him on my own," Sam complains half-heartedly.
"Yeah, well," Loki says around another mouthful of pie, "I got bored. I want to be entertained, not bored." Sam rolls his eyes again. "Anyway, I fabricated a great story for you to use, and I wanted to be around to see you act it out."
There's a tell-tale finger snap and suddenly Sam has a brain full of information he hadn't had two seconds before. He slams a hand down on the table when a migraine bitch-slaps him, and points at Loki. "You're a dick!" he swears, mostly quiet.
Loki laughs and says, "Better hurry it up, Gigantor. Dean's leaving... mm, now."
Sam gets up and meets Dean halfway between his booth and the door. He's never been good at improv, but his desperation must be showing for Dean to give him the time of day. It's easy to give his name as Jacqui Greene, especially hearing himself talk in her higher-pitched voice and looking down to see her breasts.
Dean takes the story with a grain of salt and Sam thinks maybe Loki had something to do with his easy acceptance of it, but then they're leaving the diner and Loki calls over to him, "I'll see you around, kiddo!"
"That's what I'm afraid of," Sam mutters, but when he looks back, Loki is gone.
As Dean gets into the Impala, Sam vows to make it work, even if he has to kill himself to do it.
Rest in peace, Samuel Winchester.
Long live Jacqui Greene.
Author: Miss 'Drea
Artist: pixymisa
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Dean/OFC, Dean/Sam, brief Sam/Trickster
Beta: selecasharp and blackcathollow
Word Count: 22100/20000
Warnings: Genderbending, angst, some show-level amount of gore
Summary: When the perfect woman shows up during Dean's latest hunt, he spends more time trying to catch her attention than he does solving the hunt. She hunts with him even though she has no idea what she's doing and he's all over that; he likes teaching. Everything is perfect. Except for when it isn't. She vanishes without a trace and then Dad goes missing right after. Dean thinks they're linked. (He has no idea.)
Disclaimer: Not mine, not even a little bit. Title is from the Rune's poem.
Notes: Special thanks to selecasharp for coming up with my title, and for the beta and everything else. And to pixymisa, without whom I would have scrapped the story and dropped out of the entire bigbang out of writer's block frustration. Thanks, hon. <3 Mostly though, thank you for the dance.
| Prologue | 1 | Interlude I | 2 | Interlude II | 3 | Interlude III | Epilogue |
| Notes & Soundtrack | Art Post (coming soon!)|
| Interlude III |
Sam sits down at the diner with Loki hot on his heels. Even though the Trickster has been an ever-loving pain these last few days since he first changed Sam into Jacqui, the little things he's done to make it easier on Sam are both awesome and obnoxious. The car, on the other hand, is just plain cool. It's not something that Sam would ever pick to drive himself, but for Jacqui, who Sam has cultivated to be both hot and intelligent, the Pontiac GTO is perfect.
"Bet you're wondering why you ended up here," Loki says over a piece of pie that he's making love to with a fork and his tongue.
Sam rolls his eyes. "With you, I've given up on trying to guess."
Loki makes a sour face and throws a sugar packet at him. "Dean's here," he says, and actually laughs when Sam whips around to get a good look at his brother. Dean is sitting by himself at a booth not too far away from them, and he's looking straight at him, which makes Sam blush and look away.
"I told you I could find him on my own," Sam complains half-heartedly.
"Yeah, well," Loki says around another mouthful of pie, "I got bored. I want to be entertained, not bored." Sam rolls his eyes again. "Anyway, I fabricated a great story for you to use, and I wanted to be around to see you act it out."
There's a tell-tale finger snap and suddenly Sam has a brain full of information he hadn't had two seconds before. He slams a hand down on the table when a migraine bitch-slaps him, and points at Loki. "You're a dick!" he swears, mostly quiet.
Loki laughs and says, "Better hurry it up, Gigantor. Dean's leaving... mm, now."
Sam gets up and meets Dean halfway between his booth and the door. He's never been good at improv, but his desperation must be showing for Dean to give him the time of day. It's easy to give his name as Jacqui Greene, especially hearing himself talk in her higher-pitched voice and looking down to see her breasts.
Dean takes the story with a grain of salt and Sam thinks maybe Loki had something to do with his easy acceptance of it, but then they're leaving the diner and Loki calls over to him, "I'll see you around, kiddo!"
"That's what I'm afraid of," Sam mutters, but when he looks back, Loki is gone.
As Dean gets into the Impala, Sam vows to make it work, even if he has to kill himself to do it.
Rest in peace, Samuel Winchester.
Long live Jacqui Greene.