Fucking witches. Sam and Dean entered the home of said witch. Sam and Dean split up. Dean took the front and Sam crept around back. As he slowly crept around back and silently picked the lock on the back door. He heard a loud crash, Dean yell, then silence. He pulled back the pick tools. He kicked the door in and ran into the living where she was. He raised his gun at the witch. There was a pile of Dean's clothes on the ground.

"What did you do to my brother?"

"I gave him something he never got to have."

"Where is he?"

"Look closely, Sam Winchester."

Sam looked down at the clothes and realized there was something under that heap. He kept his gun pointing at the witch. He moved the clothes and there was a kid sitting there, no older than two. He had big green eye and blonde hair looked terrified and tears filled his eyes.

"Change him back." Sam yelled.

"I can't."

"Can't or won't."

"What is done is done. I cannot change that."

Sam shot her right in between the eyes. She fell to the ground. Sam looked over to the small kid sitting on the ground. Sam scooped him up in his arms and walked out the front door and to the Impala. Dean was now crying into Sam's shirt. "Shhhhh, it's ok, buddy. You're safe."

He sat Dean in the back seat on the Impala. "Are you my Daddy?"

Sam realized that Dean was physically and mentally two years old. Dad had died jus years ago. There was no way in Hell he would ever tell little Dean that he doesn't have a Mommy or Daddy. Since the witch said it can't be reversed, Sam should be able to give Dean the childhood he never had. "Yeah, Dean, I'm your Daddy. Let's go to the store and get you some clothes."

It wasn't too late, around 4:30 when they left the witch's house. It was almost 5 when they got to Wal-Mart. He parked and got out of the Impala and opened the backseat door. "Alright, buddy, we will make this fast then go out to eat before you go to bed."

Dean looked up at Sam. Sam scooped him up in his arms. Dean's eyes filled with tears. "What's wrong, Dean?" Then he knew what had happened.

He felt a warm liquid run down his side. Sam just looked at Dean. "I sowwy, Daddy." Dean cried.

"Oh, buddy, it's ok. It was an accidently. We can go get you some clothes and some pull ups."

Dean just cried into Sam's chest. Sam walked into Wal-Mart carrying little Dean in his arms. He was still crying. "Shhhhhh, Dean. It's ok. No need for tears."

"I sowwy, Daddy. I's had a accident on you an' gotted you all wet."

"It's just clothes, kiddo. They'll dry. Now, how about we get what we need and get you changed before it happens again."

Sam walked to the little boys section and grabbed some clothes. A woman with her little boy and little sat in the cart. "Excuse me, sir?"

Sam looked around. She was staring directly at him. "Who me?"

"Yes, you; I couldn't help but notice your clothes are wet."

"Oh, yeah, I had ran out of pull ups for this little guy and I thought I could quickly run in and get some before he had an accident but I was wrong."

"He potty training?"

"Yeah, just started."

"Sam with my little boy. If you want I have an extra pull up you can have so you don't have to worry about that."

"That would be so helpful. Thank you so much."

"No problem."

"I'm Sam by the way."

"Nicole. Who is little guys name?"

"This is Dean."

"Well, aren't you adorable."

Dean hid his face in Sam's chest. "Why do you say to Ms. Nicole?"

"Fank you." I whispered. She smiled and handed Sam a pull up. She smiled and walked away with her two children. Sam put Dean on the ground and helped him slip into the pull up. "I's hungry."

"Ok, bud, let's just get what we need and then we will head out to get something."

"I's weally hungry."

"Ok, we just need to get you a few more clothes, pajamas, a car seat, and a few other little things."

Sam grabbed a shirts, pants, and PJ's, before walking over to the car seats. Dean held onto Sam free hand. He grabbed a car seat and on the way to the check you Sam grabbed some sippy cups. Dean found something that he didn't tell Sam about. Sam put the stuff on the check up and Dean tugged Sam pants leg. "Daddy?"

Sam looked down at Dean and he held up a little brown stuffed animal raccoon. "Now what do you got there?"

"Wacoon."

Sam scooped Dean up in his arms. "Awww, well, aren't you the most adorable thing I have seen today. What is your name, Little guy?"

"I Dean."

"Nice to meet you, Dean."

"Wacoon." Dean showed the check-out lady.

"I see that."

Dean just looked at the lady. The check-out lady rung up everything except the raccoon. "You can ring up the stuffed animal."

"Oh, you can take the animal. He is too cute. The raccoon is free."

"Thank you."

She smiled as he set Dean down and grabbed the bag and the car seat. "Dean, hold onto my pants leg."

He did as he was told. When they got to the Impala Sam set up the car seat. Sam then opened the trunk and picked Dean up and sat him in the trunk and pulled off Dean's extremely oversized shirt. He grabbed some pajama shirt and pants. He slipped Dean's shirt and pants and scooped him up again. He set Dean in the car seat and drove off again.

"Daddy, we gonna eat now?"

"Yeah, buddy, we're going to eat now."

Dean held the raccoon tightly in his arms. Sam pulled into a diner and buckled Dean. Sam carried Dean into the diner and were seating. Once they ordered and ate and paid Sam had Dean back in the car. It wasn't a long drive back to the motel but it was long enough.

It was almost 8 by the time they left the diner. Right as Sam pulled out of the parking lot he could see Dean trying hard to stay awake. His eyelids were heavy and his head was sagging. "Go ahead, little guy, you can sleep."

" 'M sweepy." Dean replied and then yawned.

Sam laughed. As they drove closer to the motel Dean finally gave in sleep and was out. He pulled into the motel parking lot. He takes the stuff inside and puts them on the table and walks back out to get Dean when he sees Ruby.

"Hiya Sam. Where's your dick brother?"

"Dean's here. Something just happened to him."

"What are you talking about?"

"Dean and I killed a witch earlier today."

"Why is the side of you clothes wet?"

"Uh…I…well…"

"Forget about that, where's your brother?"

"He's in the Impala."

"Why doesn't he come out then?"

"He's asleep."

"So wake him up."

"That would be a good idea."

"Why not?"

"He can't get out."

"You are really confusing me, Sam."

Sam grabbed Ruby's hands and pulled her over to the backseat as he opened the door to reveal a sleeping two year old strapped into a car seat.

"Is…is that Dean?"

"Yep, the witch de-aged Dean. Before I made her a donut she told me she wanted me to give Dean the childhood he never had. There is no way to change him."

"So, what are you going to do? Stop hunting for good. Stop hunting for Lilith. She will keep breaking seals."

"I can't hunt with my brother this way. So I guess Lilith will just have to break those fucking seal because I don't really give a damn anymore."

"Ok. What do you want me to do?"

"Do whatever you want. I don't care."

Sam unstrapped Dean and lifted him onto his hip. Dean's head rest on Sam's shoulders and his body was limp. He quietly closed the Impala door. He walked into the motel room. Ruby followed. "I'm going to stay with you, Sam. If you don't want to hunt we won't hunt."

"Wait, why are you staying? I thought you would keep hunting. Fight Lilith. Go your own way."

"I'm going to stay with you, Sam. Dean's going to need a Mommy."

"You think you can fill those shoes?" Sam said as he laid Dean down on the bed and pulled the covers over him.

"I think I could do a pretty good job." Ruby said walking over to Sam. Dean looked so cute curled up in a ball.

Sam looked over at Ruby. "We have to call Bobby."

"How about we find a normal city, with normal neighborhood, and you get a normal job and we can be a normal family." Ruby said then kissed Sam. Sam kissed back.

"Hope you don't mind if I smack a ring on your finger, go to the court house and you be Ruby Winchester?"

"I think I'm ok with that." Ruby smiled.