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"Sammy!"
Dean threw open the door, searching for an unseen attacker, but just saw a little boy struggling to escape a nightmare.
"Hey Sammy," Dean said, walking over to the little boy and crouched in front of him. He gently rubbed the little boy's trembling body, hoping his touch could bring Sam comfort.
"What's going on?" Missouri asked, seeing Dean kneeling next to a struggling Sam.
"I…I don't know. He's not waking up! Sammy wake up please!" Dean said desperately, almost shaking the little boy.
Dean saw Sam calm, and saw his little eye lids flutter.
"Hey, hey kiddo. You ok?" Dean asked, stroking Sam's forehead, completely relieved. Sam had a history of connecting with Demons as an adult and Dean was terrified it was happening if Sam was a child again.
"Sam, you ok?" Dean asked softly. He wiped Sam's tears that had slipped from his eyes, waiting for the little boy to fully wake up.
Sam looked around, completely startled. He saw Dean sitting above him and the boy flew into Dean's arms, wrapping his little arms tightly around Dean's neck.
"Hey, it's ok buddy," Dean said, holding onto the trembling little boy in his arms with all he had. "I got you, you ok? What happened Sammy?"
Dean could feel his shoulder growing wetter; Sam's tears dampening his shirt.
"Come on buddy; you can tell me," Dean said, rubbing Sam's back and rocking him back and forth. He stole a glance at Missouri, who looked just as concerned as he felt.
"A…mean man…tried to take me away…he said he gonna hurt you and I live wiff him. I don't wanta! I wanta stay wif you! He was mean…he mad bad eyes…and he said he gonna hurt you Deanie…I don't want him to," the little boy sobbed, holding Dean tighter…if that was possible.
"Hey, listen to me little man, ok? I will not let anything happen to you, and I will do everything I can to protect you, ok?"
"You pwomise?" Sam asked.
"I can't promise you, because if something should happen, I would let you down right?" Dean felt Sammy nod against him.
"But I will do everything I can."
Dean sat with Sam and held him for a while, getting the little boy to calm down fully. If Dean made any movement, Sam clutched to him tighter.
Finally Dean stood up, having Sam hold him around the neck with a death grip. He even let go of Sam's little body to see the boy dangling there like a little monkey. Dean would have laughed if the poor kid wasn't still shaking like a leaf and still clearly traumatized by the dream.
"Ok buddy…uh…let's go get some lunch and then I have to do some research, ok?"
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He carried him into the kitchen and sat down. Missouri made the boys sandwiches, due to the fact Dean was still in a choke hold. Sam unwillingly let go for food, keeping one of his hands holding onto Dean at all times. After they finished, he brought Sam back into the family to try and get him to sleep some more.
Sam protested, loudly, but Dean decided to compromise.
"All you have to do is lay on the couch. I'll sit next to you and while I read, you watch the movie."
"Thas it?"
"That's it little man."
"O-tay." Sam snuggled into Dean and not five minutes into the movie, he was gone.
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Dean researched as much as he could; he always relied on Sam for that crap. He looked up everything he could on a demon who went after children's innocence that seemed to be a big dog in the underworld.
His eyes came over a particular demon, whose return would be marked by taking the innocence of a powerful human. Well that's it! Dean kept reading.
Nathos, a demon created born in the foulest levels of hell, will rise again, once he has taken the life force of a powerful human. After the eve of a full moon, the demon has several days to complete the task. If he fails, he remains in hell, if he wins, the world will perish
"Well that's just great," Dean sighed. It had been four days since the full moon started; they had three days left The demons are bound to be getting desperate after there last failed attempt.
As strong as Nathos is, he can be banished back to hell by shooting a mixture of holy water and special herbs into his heart and head.
"At least I can kill the Bastard," Dean said softly, rubbing his eyes tiredly. He closed his eyes, running his fingers through Sammy's hair, and fell asleep.
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Dean was woken up late afternoon to little fingers poking his arm. Peaking one eye open, he saw Sammy kneeling next to him, staring intently at Dean. Once the child saw his big brother was awake, he beamed at him.
"I whistened to you Deanie. I didn't touch your eyes!" Sam said happily.
"Good job!" Dean said, voice still scratchy from sleep.
The door bell rang and Dean immediately took on the defensive. He picked up Sam and put him behind him, as he saw Missouri go to the door.
"It's ok Dean. Whoever it is, there's nothing bad about them."
Dean nodded, but still kept the squirming child behind him.
Missouri opened the front door. "Well, look what the cat drug in!" She laughed, giving her old friend a hug. The two walked into the family room and Dean was completely shocked at who it was.
"Daddy!" Sammy shrieked, and ran to John Winchester. The look on John Winchester's face was priceless. He scooped up the little boy like had had so many years ago.
"Sammy?" He asked questioningly.
"Yea, Daddy, it's me! Where haff you been?"
John just starred at the little boy and looked to Dean, who was now standing near the couch.
"What in the hell is going on!"
