A/N: Happy late Birthday Anjelicious!! Challenge word: time
"Dean, wake up!" Sammy said, shaking his brother for emphasis. The seven year old groaned into his pillow.
"What time is it?" Dean mumbled.
He looked up into the eyes of his younger toddler brother. Tears trailed down his small cheeks.
"Sammy what's wrong?" He asked concerned.
"I had a nightmare, can I sleep with you?" Before Dean could answer, Sammy climbed into bed with his older brother.
Dean rolled his eyes, and settled down.
"What was your dream about? Clowns again?" He asked remembering his little brother's fear of clowns.
Sammy shook his head. Very seriously he whispered, "Midgets."