SPN100 CHALLENGE: OUR LITTLE MAN

by SupernaturallyEgocentric

I haven't written nearly enough Weechester fics lately. I'm going to do a short(ish) drabble series. I'll post once weekly, using the SPN100 CHALLENGE word. No idea where it'll go. It all depends on the challenge word. Yay spontaneity! . Little Sammy-centric. I'm guessing you'll need tissues. THIS IS THE FINAL CHAPTER. I HOPE YOU ALL LIKED THE STORY. The challenge word is hump.

1. Chapter 1

Sammy curled up on his bed, covers tucked under his chin, and listened as the storm broke over the house.

He wasn't afraid, not really. He wasn't a baby, after all.

There was a sudden loud crack of thunder. A moment later a flash of bright light filled the room. With a gasp, Sammy pulled the covers over his head.

The room phone rang and he peeked out from under the covers, hesitating.

It rang again.

He lunged out and grabbed it, yanking it under the covers with him.

"Hello?" His little voice brightened. "Dean? When are you coming home?"