Thank you for the reviews :) I'm so sorry that I've not updated for so long. I've started uni and the work load has been hard core :( Still, I thought I'd give you a mini update to say thanks and that I've not forgotten about the story! :)

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"Say that again. Slowly."

Castiel frowned at him. He then repeated, very slowly, words he had already spoken.

"Dean... it looks like your prayers have been answered."

"My prayers?! What goddamn prayers?"

"Your innermost desires. Like I said."

They both stared at each other, Dean completely lost for words.

"Dean?"

Dean jerked at the young voice from the other room.

"Dean, Dean can I watch Die Hard?"

Dean glanced at Castiel, his eyes searching for answers.

"Deeeean?"

"Urm." Dean moved towards the door "Urm, sure buddy. Yeah. Put it on. I'll be through in a minute."

"Yessss!"

Dean paced the kitchen. He looked at Castiel, who was frowning.

"What, Cas?!"

"Is that the film you were watching the other night, Dean?"

"Yeah, so?"

"I'm not sure it's appropriate viewing for a child. So many unnecessary profanities."

"Seriously, Cas? You think my main concern right now is that Sam might learn a 'naughty word'?"

Castiel shrugged. "Well, it would be a shame. Such a young boy."

Dean opened his mouth but was quickly interrupted. "Deaaaaan? Can we have soda and cake?"

"Soda and cake." Dean paced the room again. "Soda and cake?!" He looked at Castiel. "What the hell am I supposed to do?!"

Castiel shrugged helplessly. "Give him soda and cake?"

Dean screamed in frustration. "That's what I used to give him... soda and cake was... well, it was our little secret whenever Dad went on a hunt. He saw it as rebelling. It cheered him up." Dean remained silent for a second and then said softly. "Does he remember being old? Is this... is this really kid Sammy?"

"Yes." Cas looked straight faced at Dean. "I mean, yes, he is a kid but no... he has no memories beyond his current age."

"And me?"

"You're his big brother." Cas said simply. "His hero. Just like you wanted."

"And how long... how long will he be like this?"

Castiel gave an apologetic shrug. Dean swore under his breath.

"Deaaaaaan!"

"Buddy, one minute!" Dean yelled, his patience almost failing. He turned back to Cas. "Who the hell does he think you are?"

Cas gave a small smile. "Uncle Cas."

"Unc...Uncle freaking Cas?!"

"It seemed the logical explanation. He accepted it quickly. I think..." Cas's small smile grew larger. "I think he likes me."

Dean rolled his eyes. "Don't flatter yourself. Our Dad introduced us to lots of 'uncles' that Sammy quickly fell in love with. One even turned out to be a vampire."

"Oh."

"Yeah." Dean ignored Castiel's crestfallen look. "So now... how do we get Sam back?"