Supernatural
Dean didn't know what just happened, they cast a spell to find Cas's grace, but he didn't think they cast the right one. Mostly because he was a 8th grader again. "Oh, shit, Sam I don't think we did the right one." Dean says getting off the floor of the motel room.
"Yeah, me neither." Sam says getting off the dirty floor. "Luckily I don't think dad is here." He says brushing some dirt off of himself. "Luckily. If I rember right, we're in that crappy motel room in Cedar Rapids. I can't rember the case, though..." Dean says.
"Me neither. Dad probily took us to the library to do research, we better get out of here before he comes ba-" Sam was cut off by his own voice, Deans, and Johns. He gives Dean a look of panic as they both head to the backdoor, having to leave it open to excape before John came in with a shotgun.
"Theres no one here, dad." Young Sam says crossing his arms. "Dean, check the rooms. Tell me if there's any sign of anything." John says ignoring Young Sam. "Yes, sir." Young Dean says going and checking each room until he came to the back door, seeing two figures running like crazy.
"There was no sign of anything except for two guys running from the back door." Young Dean informs his father. "Son of a bitch... Did they look like someone you know?" John asks heading to the back door.
"... They kinda looked like me and Sam." Young Dean says following his father. "Maybe its a shifter case after all." John says looking out the back door, which he caught sight of a red flannel disappearing into the trees.
"I think they saw us." Dean says as they run through the trees, looking back after a while. "You think? Younger you deffantly saw us. The woods are quite a bit away from the motel." Sam says slowing his run a little.
"Oh, shit..." Dean says holding up his torn flannel. "I tore up my jacket." Dean sighs looking back just in case it was a new rip. "Dad is gonna be on our trail... I still have the bunker key, too." Dean says holding up a key, a shot going by a few seconds later.
"What the hell? How'd he find us so quickly?" Sam asks as he starts running again, some branches breaking under his feet. "I don't know, but he was bound to find us sooner or later." Dean says.
"How'd you know where he was, dad?" Young Dean asks as they run through the woods where the snapping was heard. "I took a guess. If you shoot anywhere they'll start running." John says slowing down when the woods where silent except for leaves crunching under their feet.
"Did they excape from the woods?" Young Sam asks puzzeled as he looks around. "I don't know..." John says as a small branch falls from a tree and knocks him out.
Dean gives Sam the 'what the hell?' look as they stayed still in the trees. Sam shoots back the 'he was gonna find us' look in response. While the Younger Winchesters were checking up on John, Dean desided to make a break for it before the older Winchester woke up and started fireing shots.
Sam sees the 'I'm gonna jump' look and follows his brothers lead, tearing through the woods. He didn't expect John to sit up and start fireing shots at them. Appearently Dean didn't either since he got a bullet to the arm.
Dean gripps his arm but keeps running away from their father, soon making it out of the woods. "Did he get you?" Dean asks once they were out of sight. "Skimmed my leg, but other wise, no." Sam says realizing he tore up his jeans. "He got you, he was waiting for us to jump out of the trees."
"Yeah. Classic dad. Should we get a car and get to Kansas?" Dean asks holding up the bunker key, suprised he still had it after the run.
"They had taste in clothes, I'll give 'em that." Young Dean says with his own pistol in hand, watching the two figures that looked like them. "Don't forget, don't shoot them. Dad wants to question them." Young Sam reminds his brother, hiding when they came closer.
"Yeah, classic dad. Should we get a car and get to Kansas?" The one Young Dean guessed was the strongest since he looked like him. Young Dean comes out at this moment, training the gun on his double as Sam does the same with his.
"Whats in Kansas?" Young Dean asks his double looking slightly suprised. "Our home. We're trying to find out how the hell we mes-" Dean was cut off by Sam stepping on his foot. "What? I can't tell me?" Dean asks.
"You? Just because you take my shape doesn't mean you are me." Young Dean says confusing himself a little. "Oh they think we're shape shifters..." Sam says looking over to his brother. "I guess you can tell them... Or you guys can test us with silver."
Young Sam looks slightly confused at this but follows his brothers lead when Young Dean pressed silver against himself. "Why aren't you burning?" Young Dean asks confused as hell now, making the mistake of aiming his gun too close to his double.
"'Cause we aren't shifters." Dean says making a swift move, turning the gun to the side and shoving himself to the ground, making a break for it when Young Sam went to check on his brother. Sam follows his brother, soon catching up with him.
"Dude, you just shoved yourself to the ground. A little rough, are you?" Sam asks looking back for a spit second. "I still don't have any memory of this happening when I was the kid, so why not? I'm not dead." Dean says smirking a little.
"Oh shit go another way." Sam says once he saw the John comming out of the woods, shotgun in hand. "No, I got this." Dean says walking up to his father. "Dad, I need the impala keys. They made another break for it and they're faster."
"You think I'm gonna fall for that? Take out your silver." John says training his shotgun on Dean. Dean takes out his silver, glad he stole it from younger them. Sam did the same, keeping himself from smiling when he saw Johns reaction. "Okay, go. Don't loose sight of them." John says tossing the keys to Dean.
Once he had the keys, Sam and Dean started running like crazy to the impala, passing their younger selves on the way back. Dean couldn't help but stick his tounge out and hold up the keys when they passed. They unlocked the impala, started it and started driving to Kansas like crazy.
"Dad! Did you give them the keys?!" Young Sam asks once they got to their old man. "No, I gave you the keys... Wait, get out your silver." John says training the shotgun on the boys. "We can't. They stole it." Dean says ashamed. "Touch this, then." John says handing a piece of silver to the both of them, suprised when there wasn't a reaction. "What the hell were they?"