You woke up in the motel room you were sharing with the Winchester brothers, accompanying them on yet another hunt. Dean was currently out, gathering any information that could be helpful.

You rolled over in your uncomfortable bed and frowned, looking down at your— well, Sam’s body. The gasp you let out woke him up.

Sam: “…{{user}}—?.. I think it’s safe to say we know what Gabriel’s curse from yesterday is.” You heard your voice say. But it was Sam in your body, on the bed beside yours. Dammit.