AN: Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! And welcome new Padawans to the dark side. See Gabriel for cookies! So, I wanted this out last night, but I got caught up in playing a Sonic the Hedgehog that has my heart, Sonic DX Adventure. My best friend bought it for me on Steam and I got a chance to play it for a bit, when I stopped it was like 2am and I was sleepy. Sorry! I love that game so much, I just couldn't stop playing! Anyways. This story comes from a prompt from my ABC fic. The prompt was too much for me to leave alone as a prompt. It was begging me to make it more! So ta da! Full blown story! If you want to read the prompt, the letter for it is L. The prompt has had a few changes to it, but the idea is still here and basically the same. Just a few tweeks. Anywho. This weekend is going to be a loooooooong one for me, so if there's no updates, I apologize in advance. I don't usually know what's going on until the last minute. So yeah. But the rest of the week seems to okay so far. We'll have to see though. Anyways. I've reached over 100 followers on Twitter! WHAT?! *flatlines* And most of them are authors themselves! Holy Hell...lol. I'm excited and happy to meet some of these authors! But everyone is welcome to come visit me on Twitter or Facebook. Anyways. Supernatural comes back this week! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS! *happy wolf howls* FINALLY! Lol. I died like twenty times over without it XD. Alright, enough of my rambling, let's get going!

Summary-Season 2 AU, request for Miss elliereynolds777! A witch de-ages Dean to a 7 year old! Aw! Despite being 7 now, Dean still cares for Sam as anyawesome big brother would do. Dean's job gets difficult when two hunters believe Gordon that Sam's "evil". Dean will still do his job and care for his Sammy, 7 or not! And after all of that, Sam's grounded. Oh boy.

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Big Little Brother

"Have I ever mentioned I hate witches?" Dean growled.

"So I've heard." Sam murmured looking over his notes again.

"Anything?" Dean asked.

Ever since John died, Dean had dragged Sam on one hunt after the next. The poor kid was over worked and really tired. But he humored Dean and went to hunt with him because Sam didn't want Dean to get hurt. Dean had gotten reckless and it worried Sam. Sam tried to get to rest and relax, but Dean wasn't having it. So Sam sucked it up and followed his brother. After this hunt, Sam was done for a week. He was tired and he felt himself getting sick. Not like a full blown cold or anything, but like a stress fever from all this. He would be next to useless if he got sick now, but he needed to keep an eye on Dean.

'Dammit dad.' Sam thought to himself.

Sam snapped out of his thoughts when his brother waved an impatient hand in front of his face.

"Huh?" Sam asked.

"I asked if you found something! Pay attention!" Dean snapped.

"Same thing as you last asked me, no." Sam said.

"Freaking useless." Dean snarled under his breath.

That was the last straw. Sam slammed his laptop shut and grabbed his weapons. He stormed out of the room and walked down the street, hearing Dean yell after him. He decided not to look back. He needed to clear his a little and be 'useful'. He sighed. He kicked a rock as he went down the street, he really should turn back, Dean might be worried about him. He turned to walk back when the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. Something was watching him. He quicken his pace and suddenly his world went dark.

Back With Dean

Dean watched as Sam left. He didn't mean to say that, or to be so angry. But it was so much easier to be angry than to grieve. He sighed. He shouldn't take his anger out on Sam but he was the closet target.

"That's no excuse!" He snarled to himself.

There was usually a swift punishment to whom ever hurt his Sammy, but this time, he's the one hurting Sam. What was worse, was Sam just taking the hits and not standing up to him or pushing back. He wondered if Sam would forgive for his terrible behavior after all this. He hoped so, but wouldn't blame Sam if he didn't.

He went to the table and saw this witch case was out there. There was also nothing to case practically. No evidence, no leads, all dead ends. Bobby did try to tell them the case was going to be difficult. He should've listened to Bobby.

'No wonder Sammy didn't have anything to go. There really isn't much to the case itself.' Dean thought to himself.

He had no choice but to call Bobby. He was about to dial the number when his phone beeped. It was a text from Sam. He opened the text and growled.

Come and play big brother

The text also had coordinates, which he quickly located the place on the map. He grabbed the map and ran to the impala. He gunned the impala to his destination. Just because he was being an ass, didn't mean he couldn't do his job. He was still a big brother and his kid needed him. Like right now.

He pulled up to the old decrepit house and made his way in silently through the back door, and looked around. The kitchen and dining room was clear. He moved to living room, clear. He heard a thump from the upstairs and tipped toed up. The first two bedrooms were clear, he moved to last room on the left and found the door closed and locked. He peeked through the hole in the rotting door and his brother.

Sam was tied to a chair pretty effectively. His hands were tied behind him, his arms were pinned with ropes across his chest, his thighs were tied, his legs below the knees, and then his ankles. Sam was gagged with cloth and duct tape. He was also unconscious and covered in blood. He suddenly heard a whisper in his ear and his world went dark.

When Dean woke up, he was bound and gagged like Sam, but not as effectively. Dean looked in the shattered mirror beside him and saw he was a kid! How was he suppose to get Sam out of here?! He struggled in his bounds and tried to call to the unconscious Sam, but the boy wasn't moving. Dean was fearing that Sam was hurt a lot worse than he seemed.

"Hello Winchester." A voice said.

Dean looked over and snarled. This witch was going to pay.

Oh snap! Miss Ellie, I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! I hope the rest of you did too!

Until Next Time! *makes cinnamon rolls because I can and I want one*