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While You, Dean, Sam and Castiel are tracking down a mysterious source you find it will not be as easy as salting and burning the bones! Things get complicated (but cute) when the boys are somehow changed in to little kids with only you to look after them.

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You frowned slightly at the light pouring in from the in from the windows. You must have finally fallen asleep with your head filled of memories with Dean, Sam and Cas. You found Castiel was still lying next to you, eyes shut, a tiny hand locked around one of your fingers. You also found Dean had joined the party, snoring with his head rested against your back, and Sam had brought his blanket to sleep at the bottom of your bed.
Smiling, you thought ‘It was definitely still them’.

You looked down at the sleeping Castiel; a curl of his scruffy brown hair had fallen over his closed eyes. As you blew on his smooth face his eyes fluttered slowly open. He looked up with huge blue eyes and took a moment to focus on you.
‘Hi’ you said, your heart melting slightly at how cute Castiel looked as a baby.
A tiny smile appeared on his lips and he blinked, reminding you of his old self.
You stretched and turned on your back, Sam waking at the movement of your legs. Putting your arm around Dean, you laughed playfully as he frowned and hid his head not wanting to get up. As usual.

‘Come on Dean’ you grinned tickling him under his arms.

He pushed you away ‘Knock it off!’

‘Come on little grumpy head’ you said in a baby voice.

Sam began to laugh and Cas joined in.

After fifteen minutes of the three of you annoying Dean to get him out of bed he said stubbornly:

‘I’m hungry. What’s for breakfast?’

Sam looked down at his stomach that was gurgling unhappily.

‘Right, lets go get you a sandwich’.

Castiel insisted on being carried everywhere, so as you held the smallest child in your arms, Sam held your other hand and Dean walked beside his brother.
You went out the motel, crossed the road to a cafe where you all lined up to get some breakfast.

‘Where’s Dean?!’ You spun round.

Sam pointed to the desk where Dean was getting tomato sauce for your bacon sandwiches.

‘Dean!’ You hurried over ‘Please don’t walk off’

‘You have incredibly cute children Miss’ On elderly lady was looking down at Dean as she pinched his cheek.

You laughed awkwardly, looking at the death stare Dean was giving the old lady.

‘Thank you’ you decided was the easiest answer and pulled Dean away before he pulled out a knife or something. ‘Come on Dean’ He pulled his tongue out at the lady as he was lead away.

‘Dean, you hold on to Sam’s hand from now on, understand? Don’t let go. You make sure he doesn’t ok Sam?’

Sam puffed out his chest, feeling important. He grabbed on to his older brothers hand tightly with the other hand that wasn’t holding yours and gave a nod.

‘God, I feel like their mother’ you thought.

Back in your room you all ate the sandwiches – rather messily in Castiel’s case who had managed to smear tomato ketchup all over his mouth.

After you had eaten you let them play while you searched the internet again for anything you could have missed yesterday.

‘Cas, your an angel, I’m a hunter and we will kill everyone!’ Dean was shouting, making fake gun noises.

‘Who can I be?’ Sam asked

‘You can be the bad guy! You’re the trickster!’ Dean laughed ‘And Me and Cas will come and kill you!’

Aww but I don’t want to be the bad guy!’

Sam waddled over to you with puppy eyes and pulled on your jeans ‘Dean’s making me be the bad guy. I don’t wanna be the trickster!’

‘Dean, play nice’ You said without looking up from the laptop screen.

Dean rolled his eyes ‘Fine. Sammy, you can be a hunter too. We hunt angels now!’ They both chased the screaming Castiel around the table laughing.

‘Wait. Stop.’ You stood up. 'Dean. Dean stop.'

They had Castiel pinned down, who was still screaming and giggling, Sam rolling round on the floor laughing.

‘You’re going to ruin the best part!’ Dean grinned up at you ‘We have to cut Cas’s wings off now, don’t we Sam?’

No! I’ll save you Cas!’ Sam pounced on Dean, both toppling over at your feet. Castiel sat up and clapped.

‘DEAN!’ you shouted. All three stopped at looked up at you surprised.

‘Sorry’ you bent down ‘Dean, what did you say before? Who were you going to make Sam be?’

He was going to make me be the trickster!’ Sam stuck out his bottom lip.

‘We’ve got to go’ You straightened up

‘What?’

‘Now!’

Where are we going?’ Sam asked

‘Back to the warehouse’

Sam put on his puppy eyes again ‘I don’t like it in there.

‘I know. Me neither. But we have to get you put back.’

Description
While You, Dean, Sam and Castiel are tracking down a mysterious source you find it will not be as easy as salting and burning the bones! Things get complicated (but cute) when the boys are somehow changed in to little kids with only you to look after them.

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You frowned slightly at the light pouring in from the in from the windows. You must have finally fallen asleep with your head filled of memories with Dean, Sam and Cas. You found Castiel was still lying next to you, eyes shut, a tiny hand locked around one of your fingers. You also found Dean had joined the party, snoring with his head rested against your back, and Sam had brought his blanket to sleep at the bottom of your bed.
Smiling, you thought ‘It was definitely still them’.

You looked down at the sleeping Castiel; a curl of his scruffy brown hair had fallen over his closed eyes. As you blew on his smooth face his eyes fluttered slowly open. He looked up with huge blue eyes and took a moment to focus on you.
‘Hi’ you said, your heart melting slightly at how cute Castiel looked as a baby.
A tiny smile appeared on his lips and he blinked, reminding you of his old self.
You stretched and turned on your back, Sam waking at the movement of your legs. Putting your arm around Dean, you laughed playfully as he frowned and hid his head not wanting to get up. As usual.

‘Come on Dean’ you grinned tickling him under his arms.

He pushed you away ‘Knock it off!’

‘Come on little grumpy head’ you said in a baby voice.

Sam began to laugh and Cas joined in.

After fifteen minutes of the three of you annoying Dean to get him out of bed he said stubbornly:

‘I’m hungry. What’s for breakfast?’

Sam looked down at his stomach that was gurgling unhappily.

‘Right, lets go get you a sandwich’.

Castiel insisted on being carried everywhere, so as you held the smallest child in your arms, Sam held your other hand and Dean walked beside his brother.
You went out the motel, crossed the road to a cafe where you all lined up to get some breakfast.

‘Where’s Dean?!’ You spun round.

Sam pointed to the desk where Dean was getting tomato sauce for your bacon sandwiches.

‘Dean!’ You hurried over ‘Please don’t walk off’

‘You have incredibly cute children Miss’ On elderly lady was looking down at Dean as she pinched his cheek.

You laughed awkwardly, looking at the death stare Dean was giving the old lady.

‘Thank you’ you decided was the easiest answer and pulled Dean away before he pulled out a knife or something. ‘Come on Dean’ He pulled his tongue out at the lady as he was lead away.

‘Dean, you hold on to Sam’s hand from now on, understand? Don’t let go. You make sure he doesn’t ok Sam?’

Sam puffed out his chest, feeling important. He grabbed on to his older brothers hand tightly with the other hand that wasn’t holding yours and gave a nod.

‘God, I feel like their mother’ you thought.

Back in your room you all ate the sandwiches – rather messily in Castiel’s case who had managed to smear tomato ketchup all over his mouth.

After you had eaten you let them play while you searched the internet again for anything you could have missed yesterday.

‘Cas, your an angel, I’m a hunter and we will kill everyone!’ Dean was shouting, making fake gun noises.

‘Who can I be?’ Sam asked

‘You can be the bad guy! You’re the trickster!’ Dean laughed ‘And Me and Cas will come and kill you!’

Aww but I don’t want to be the bad guy!’

Sam waddled over to you with puppy eyes and pulled on your jeans ‘Dean’s making me be the bad guy. I don’t wanna be the trickster!’

‘Dean, play nice’ You said without looking up from the laptop screen.

Dean rolled his eyes ‘Fine. Sammy, you can be a hunter too. We hunt angels now!’ They both chased the screaming Castiel around the table laughing.

‘Wait. Stop.’ You stood up. 'Dean. Dean stop.'

They had Castiel pinned down, who was still screaming and giggling, Sam rolling round on the floor laughing.

‘You’re going to ruin the best part!’ Dean grinned up at you ‘We have to cut Cas’s wings off now, don’t we Sam?’

No! I’ll save you Cas!’ Sam pounced on Dean, both toppling over at your feet. Castiel sat up and clapped.

‘DEAN!’ you shouted. All three stopped at looked up at you surprised.

‘Sorry’ you bent down ‘Dean, what did you say before? Who were you going to make Sam be?’

He was going to make me be the trickster!’ Sam stuck out his bottom lip.

‘We’ve got to go’ You straightened up

‘What?’

‘Now!’

Where are we going?’ Sam asked

‘Back to the warehouse’

Sam put on his puppy eyes again ‘I don’t like it in there.

‘I know. Me neither. But we have to get you put back.’