I woke up on a bench. There was a weight on my lap. Everything looked bigger than it should have. Suddenly I started to remember what had just happened. I looked down at the weight on my lap. It was Dean. He was still asleep, but it looked like he would be waking up soon. Castiel said we would look different but other than the fact that we were smaller than we were the first time we were ten he looked the same, at least I thought he did until he opened his eyes. They were a peculiar shade of…pink! I had to wonder what my eyes looked like, but I was too busy thinking to check out my surroundings. Now I noticed that there were two suitcases next to us on the bench. I got the feeling that Cas and Gabe had packed us bags. I was really grateful I hadn't thought of that. I hadn't thought about a lot actually. Dean was blinking up at me adorably. "Hey Sammy." He said. "Where all da monsters go?" I wanted to burst into tears and shout for joy at the same time. This was my brother who always prided himself in his quick wit and had taken care of me for as long as I could remember. If any other version of Dean could see this he would be pissed, but I had never seen him so innocent and potentially happy. I vowed that I would keep him that way. "There are no monsters Dean. I pray that there aren't any here. "That was all a bad dream" "He smiled and sighed dramatically in relief "Good." he said. ":Where are mommy and daddy?" I sighed it looked like I would have to break my vow early "They went to heaven with Spike." Spike had been a goldfish that Dean had once owned. Dean's eyes started to water. I had to fix this. "Don't worry Dean I'll always be with you." Dean started to sniff "promise?" he asked "promise I said. I sighed we really needed to get a move on. We couldn't stay on a bench by a small drugstore forever, and there was stuff I had to figure out. "Hey Dean." I said. "Do you want to go for a walk?" Deans eyes lit up "Yeah" he said. I picked up the bags (They had our names on them) and looked in the drugstore window to see what my eyes looked like. Great my eyes are weirder than poor Dean's. They look like rainbow daisies. Each petal was a different color that surrounded a black center. Well we better get going.
As we started walking I started thinking about what we would tell people and wondering if dean would make this easy on us. "Hey Dean?"I asked "what?"He said "How old are you?" He excitedly waved both his hands at me. "I'm ten." He said "we both are" I was relived Cas and Gabe must have given him that information. Now to figure out the story. In five minutes I had decided that we would tell people that our parents had just died in a fire and we were looking for a place to stay. No one ever asks for a deeper story. I don't know what we will do about the eyes. It looks like we were transferred to the sixties and I don't think they've made colored contacts. I guess we'll have to live with being weirdoes.
