AN: Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! Sorry for the delays on a new story! Had a little issue all weekend with logging in and such. I wanted this out Saturday night, but you know. Plus I wanted to work on Dax a little. He's a little mad at me because he's like 5'7" and kinda scrawny (like how Sam was in season one, minus the short thing). So yeah. If you wish to see Dax, you can view the pics I have of him on my Deviant Art. See my profile for my username, and feel free to view my other art work if you so wish! Anyways. I could not for the life of me decide which fic to do next, so my friend picked for me. She made a request. Oh boy. She'll be with us this entire fic. She doesn't have a profile on here, so it'll only be on my profile. I'll be doing all the work and she'll be supervising. Before I give y'all over to her so she can say hi and such. If this is not your cup of tea, I understand fully! I'll see ya in the next story. Now this is the first time I've done a fic like this, so forgive me. And yes, she'll still get her prompt in the ABC fic. Alright, I'll see ya soon!

AN (Lady Serena): Hi everyone! *waves* I'm Lady Serena and I'll supervising this fic. Because I can. Thank you so much to Miss Pancake for writing this for me! I couldn't wait for the ABC fic and wanted this now! So thank you! She's so awesome and I adore her writing! I recommend her novellas. They're only a few dollars on Amazon. While short, they're amazing! Anyways. As mentioned above this is her first time writing a fic like this, so if you have a problem, leave. Don't be that asshole that has to ruin it for everyone. No one likes that asshole and I will salt and burn your ass! SO BE NICE! Alright, we're all set! Let's go!

Summary: Season 1 AU: Samantha and Deanna Winchester are on a hunt in Myrtle Beach. Men from the ages 18-29 are disappearing, then showing up dead. What's causing this, and will one of them become the first female victim? Stay tuned! GENDER BENDER (only Sam and Dean)

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To The Window, To The Beach!

Deanna walked back into the motel room after getting breakfast at the diner down the street. She closed the door behind her quietly and set her purchases on the table. She looked the beds and saw her baby sister was still sleeping. She smiled. Her little Sammi. It was hard to believe she was all grown up and tall for a girl. Deanna scoffed. She was tall too for a girl, but her sister was 6'4. Not fair. Deanna was suppose to be taller, and more gorgeous looking. Not that Sammi wasn't beautiful. She is, but little sisters are suppose to have flat chests and be 5'4. After pouting and placing breakfast on the table, it was time to wake her sister.

Deanna took her shoes off and jumped on the bed. She smirked when Sammi let out of squeak of surprise. Sammi looked at the clock and groaned. She laid back down and pulled her blanket over her head.

"Deeeeee...it's still early." Sammi whined.

"It's 8:30 babe, now rise and shine! Mother Earth says hello!" De chirped.

"You morning people aren't natural." Sammi grumbled.

Deanna laughed and went back to the table and looked at her sister who sat down across from her. Her lower back length chocolate hair was sticking out at odds and ends, she was wearing one of their dad's old t shirts like a over sized night shirt and just her panties. It was summer time after all. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and started to eat her hot cakes.

"So, I found us a job." De said.

"Oh? What and where?" Samantha asked.

"No idea yet, and Myrtle Beach! Once the jobs over, we can break out the bikini's and soak up the sun!" Deanna gushed.

"Okay...so what's going on that makes this our thing?" Samantha asked.

"Men 18 to 29 years of age are disappearing and winding up dead on the beach a day later." De said. "And they're all hot and good looking."

"So, Myrtle Beach. In the summer? What happened to Alaska?" Samantha smirked.

"Hey! Hot guys are going missing Sammi! We have to do something!" De exclaimed.

"Take some Midol and chill. I guess we can use a vacation after this hunt." Samantha said.

"I knew you come around. Now we need to find a swim suit to fit a giant girl." De said.

"You're just jealous my boobs are bigger and look good in anything." Sammi smirked heading for the bathroom.

"Bitch!"

"Jerk!"

After the bathroom door closed, Deanna muttered that her boobs were fine and cleaned up the room a little. She then tied her shoulder length blonde hair into a ponytail. Since they were heading south, it was going to get hot. She imagine Sammi would pull her hair back into a bun. Deanna had tried to get her to cut her hair shorter, like hers, so she'd be cooler but always refused. Sammi like her hair long. She could never stand it being short.

Samantha came out of the bathroom with her hair in a bun, she was wearing jeans, a dark blue v neck t shirt. De shook her head. She had always thought her baby would be a girly girl, but she's a true tomboy. Nothing but jeans and t shirts. Deanna surprised John by being a little girly. Not much, but a little. Sammi quickly packed and help check the room for anything they missed. Once they were good, they headed out.

"Alright babe! To the beach!" De exclaimed.

Samantha chuckled. Yes, she had lost her life at Stanford a short time ago, but she couldn't help but be happy to be home.

Me: There it is the first chapter! This is fun! And yes, I snuck in both a Midol and a boob joke. Boom.

LS: HAHAHAHA! THIS IS AWESOME! I CAN'T WAIT FOR MORE!

Until Next Time! Why didn't I try this years ago? This is seriously fun! I can't stop laughing XD