Dean leaned against the door way as he watched Sam researching leviathans as much as he could with what he could find on his laptop. Sighing because Sam must have went over the materiel at least a dozen times and yet he continued to study them just so he could get to "Know the enemy" honestly Dean thinks he just likes leaning. Dean pushed away from the door and headed to his bed in the motel room.

"Well, night I suggest you get some sleep as well." Dean said before closing his eyes and allowing sleep to claim him. Sam must of went to sleep some time or rather last night because when Dean woke the next morning Sam was in his bed sound asleep. Dean was about to get out of bed when the bed moved slightly and there was a small whine behind Dean. He stiffened and grabbed the knife that was under his pillow, bringing it out slowly he quickly turned around about to attack whoever or whatever that was supposedly going to attack him. He froze though once he saw what it was. It was a little boy around the age two to three. The boy had freckles, his hair was dark brown, he was wearing genes and a dark gray t-shirt, he didn't have anything on his feet and appeared like nothing ells but the boy was present in the room, as if someone just dropped him off there.

Dean sat up slowly in bed and just looked at the child for a long time, a really long time. Honestly he was stunned, shocked, uh any other word for completely frozen in place not being able to do anything other then sit there and stair. Suddenly Dean heard Sam wake up.

"Hey Dean uh who's the kid…" Sam said obviously about to say something ells at the beginning of that statement but changed tactics last minute. Before any of them could say anything more the boy woke up, he sat up rubbed his eyes and looked at both Dean then Sam, he then smiled and crawled over to Dean and laid against him. Putting a thumb in his mouth with one hand and the other gripped Dean's shirt.

"Uh…" Dean said completely lost, Sam gave him a questioning gaze, Dean shook his head and raised his shoulder in complete confusion. Sam squatted down so he was eye level with the boy.

"Uh hey so um, my name's Sam and that's my brother Dean your laying against there, what's your name?" Sam said Dean glared at him saying with his eye's 'what the hell was that, is that seriously the best you can come up with to say' same replied back with the look 'it's a start shut up jerk' 'bitch' Dean thought back hoping his brother understood the look meant what it meant if the eye roll was anything to go by I think he got the point. The boy laughed and pulled his thumb from his mouth.

"Your funny Unca Sam, my name is Jonathan Robert Balthazar Winchester siwy you know that." The boy said with a giggle. Sam sat back shocked as Dean gave Sam a panicked look.

"And who is, did you say your dad?" Dean asked as he gulped.

"Daddy your even funer, you siwy and papa." Johnny said as he leaned back into Dean.

"Wait, papa? If I' your dad who's your papa?" Dean said full blown panic mode now.

"You called him Cas one time." The said with a shrug and stuck his thumb back into his mouth deciding he was done talking. Dean looked up to Sam with wide shocked eye's.

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TBC

Hope you liked the first chapter, it's been awhile since I have written anything of well anything, things kind of got in the way and for awhile I lost a lot of confidence with my abilities in a lot of things including writing, a close friend of mine kind of well through me back on the horse more or less, but I don't blame her for awhile there I was being a real pain in the a** well as they say a true friend will kick you a** as soon as you start becoming a pain in the a**. So farewell for now till next time hope you liked chapter one.