AN: Gooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! And welcome new Padawans to the Dark Side! What's this? A new fic? You lucky devils you! So this story isn't on the board or anything. In fact it's a spur of the moment fic that just needed to be written! Lol! Anyways Thank you to those who like/faved/alerted Sam Angel! And special thanks to my reviewers! You all are awesome! As for the board, I'm still deciding on the next fic. If you guys like to vote then go have a look on my profile and pick the one you'd like (Demons is excluded for it's a one shot)! But for now, grab some snacks, kick back, and enjoy this fic!

Summary: AU! Sam, Dean, and Cas have accidently angered an old witch. As a punishment for disturbing her she turns them into kids of different ages and disappears. But is this mysterious being really a witch? Or is there some other being up to mischief? Read and find out!

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Stay away from creepy old houses.

The sleek black muscle car pulled up to the old manor and the growling engine turned off. Her passengers got out and gathered their suppiles for the job. A witch. The Impala watched as her boys took their stuff and headed inside. She prayed they would reutrn to her alright.

Dean pulled up to the old abandoned manor and parked the Impala. They both shivered. The old manor looked like something out of an old horror film. It gave them the creeps. Dean and his brother got out and got their supplies. They headed in re discussing the case.

"So this witch has been turning adults into kids?" Dean asked softly.

"Yeah. According to what I found in the police report everytime an adult goes missing a child appears. At first they thought this thing was taking both but then again why take both and only release the children?" Sam relayed quietly, they didn't want to make any sudden noises.

"I don't know. And we're going to find out. You ready?" Dean asked.

"Yup. I'll take the upstairs and meet you back here." Sam said.

"Alright. Just be careful." Dean said.

"You too." Sam said heading up the spiral staircase.

Dean watched as Sam made his way up and started his sweep on the bottom floor. Some of the rooms were locked and some were just flat out empty. He hoped Sam was faring better.

Sam walked down the seeming endless hallway. There were two of them a left and right. He decided to go left first but came across a dead end and the rooms were chained on the outside and locked tight. This hallway, however spelled trouble for him. He felt it was off and something was watching him.

After checking the mostly empty rooms he got to the end of the hallway. On the wall there was a painting. A really big one of an old women burning on the stake.

'That's a little odd for a house. But whatever floats the owners boat I suppose.' Sam thought. 'What's this?'

Sam felt a slight breeze coming from the painting and looked carefully at the wall. He felt along the wall and tapped it. It was hollow.

"An entrance?" Sam asked himself softly.

He was so focused on the wall, he didn't see the shadow creeping up behind him. He heard whispering in his ear and his world went black.

Dean finished sweeping the first floor. He found a door to the basment but it was chained from the outside and locked. He was about to call Sam to see how he was doing but a certain angel just had to pop in.

"Dean." Castiel said.

"Cas not now. Sam and I are busy." Dean said.

"I know. I came to help." Castiel said.

"Alright. Let's head upstairs. Sam's up there and I haven't heard a peep from since he went up there." Dean said.

Cas nodded and followed Dean up the spiral staircase. They got to top and saw the two hallways.

"I'll go left, you right." Dean said.

Castiel nodded and headed off to the right and Dean headed down the left.

Castiel noticed the doors were locked and chained from the outside. Curiously he teleported into one the rooms and gasped. The room he was in there were dead baby fetsuses everywhere. He teleported to the next room and skin, human skin wallpapered the walls, including the ceiling and floor. The rooms were gore filled mess after another. Whatever lived here was truely disturbed and psychotic. He went to end of the of the hallway and was dead ended. He was about to explore more when he heard Dean calling for him.

"Dean. I could not find Sam. Have you any luck?" Castiel asked.

"No. But I found something. Sam's flashlight and I think there's a room back behind this creepy painting." Dean said.

Castiel examined the painting and nodded.

"There's definitely a doorway behind this painting." Castiel said, opening the door with telekenisis.

"Let's go. Be on gruad." Dean said heading down the stairway.

Castiel did as Dean asked and followed down the stairway. At the bottom of the stair were more rooms. Like the ones upstairs there were doors chained and lock but some where open and had surgical equipment.

Dean gulped. He needed to find Sam and fast! He hurried down the hall with Castiel hot on his heels. When the reached the last door on the left they heard a women talking. They stealthily made their way to the door and listened.

"You'll be perfect. Simply perfect."

"Perfect?" Dean mouthed to Castiel.

Castiel shrugged and continued to listen.

"Don't think of it as a curse. But a punishment for disturbing my rest."

"Punishment?" Castiel mouthed to Dean.

Dean shurgged. They went back to listening. They heard movement and russling sounds coming from the room.

"Here we then. Are you ready?"

Dean signaled to Cas that they were going in. Castiel nodded and waited for Dean's signal. On his signal they busted in and saw the young but ancient women ready to carve into Sam with bloody knife.

"More guests? Wonderful!" She said cheerfully.

Dean looked at his unconscious brother and pointed to him.

"What have you done to him?" Dean asked.

"Just put him to sleep. I was going to curse him, but I decided his was so beautiful that I must have him. Once I dismember him and put him back together, he'll be prefect. He'll be mine forever." She said with a crooked smile.

"Lady you are all kinds of whack. And I'm taking my brother home." Dean growled dangerously.

"He stays. He disturbed my rest." She said.

Castiel had had enough and wanted to get Sam out and look him over. He tossed her back into the wall stunning her.

"Why you..." She snarled.

She picked up a jar from a nearby shelf and poured some of the red dust in her hand and blew it in their faces and muttered an incantation, she then disappeared.

Dean and Cas brushed the dust off and got it off Sam. Castiel then teleported them back to the Impala and they raced back to the motel. Once there they got Sam situated and Castiel looked him over.

"He'll be alright Dean. He's just sleeping. He'll awaken soon." Castiel said.

"Good. Look after him while I shower." Dean said.

Castiel nodded and did so. Soon both Winchesters were asleep with Castiel looking after them for the night. He wanted to be sure Sam would be alright and Dean got some sleep.

Meanwhile

The witch smiled mischieviously. She looked at her handy work and giggled.

"Have fun kiddos. I'll see you soon." She said and vanished in the shadows.

Okay! First chapter d-u-n! DUN!

Until Next Time! Dean: What are going to do us now Pancake? Me: Nuttin'...*grins evilly*