Notes: Hi there! I 'd like to thank for the reviews first. Then I apologize for taking a little longer to update this fic. I've been very busy. I hope you enjoy this chapter:-)

If it wasn't for the fact they aren't in their real reality, if it wasn't for the fact that they had been to some crazy stuff before getting there, Dean would mostly be freaking out by now.

Not that maybe one day he didn't wanna have a child, eventually, when he was about 50 or so; having a house with wife and kids was more Sam's cup of tea. Not to mention that Lindsey never really seemed to be the mother type. Her eager for adventures and positive attitude, always confident and independent was exactly what had gotten Dean's attention in her. He suddenly realized that he missed the real Lindsey, he missed all the teasing and the fighting. Most of all, he missed knowing what he was doing, where he was aware of the supernatural and knew to deal with it. Where he could rescue and save people and not to be rescued.

" Dean". Sam called his name. That situation was getting more and more awkward every minute, few of those situations, he could enjoy. Like his brother's face right now. Sam knew about Dean's opinion of marriage and steady relation. So, for him, seeing his brother involved in that mess was quite amusing.

"Honey, are you ok? I could understand that expression when I told you about it at first, but it's been 8 months". Lindsey said passing her hands through her belly.

" I am super. Why wouldn't I be…sweetie?" Sam could tell when Dean was being ironic, which was, of course, most of time. Even when things are pretty bad, he still could manage to be sarcastic.

" Well then, what are you two doing here anyway, aren't you supposed to be at work?"

The day-care, you wish!

" We just came by to take some books, before he headed to work" Sam completed, he was heading to the shelves when Dean grabbed his arms.

" I don't think we really need those" – The look on his face said it all. He knew nothing they found would help. If the thing keeping them there wanted them there, then, the books wouldn't help much.

" We don't?" Sam asked confused. Wasn't that the purpose of going there in the first place?

Dean just shook his head.

" Ok then. We'd better get going."

" Not so fast!" Lindsey warned coming close to Dean.

" Not without my kiss, and Samuel Winchester Junior's kiss too". Dean looked confused to her and Sam.

" Come again? Sam Junior?" Sam had to cover his mouth not to let out his laugh.

" Dean Winchester! What's wrong with you today? Did you drink or something?" She asked demanding her kiss and a kiss in her belly.

" People keep asking".

Dean came closer and kissed Lindsey. Those are never too much, no matter how nutty it gets!

Then he just passed his hands through her belly.

" Have a nice day honey. Tell those kids some good stories! You will be a great daddy soon!"

Dean offered her a last smile, fake as it could be and started heading to the door.

" That was sweet" Sam teased his brother.

" Shut up. A kiss is worth any sacrifice. Even a sweet moment".

" You did that just for a kiss. That's pathetic".

" No, those are hormones. Life lesson little bro, chances for kisses and sex, are always worth it and welcome". Dean had his smug expression. He reached for the library's door knob and opened it

Outside, things were pretty different. It was dark like night, no people on the streets; a cold wind began to blow. The sounds of crying could be heard distantly. A thin freezing rain was falling.

Dark clouds were moving fast in the sky, a dense mist slowly spread thought the street.

Sam tried the door again to go back at the library. It was locked.

" Great, door locked, what else is new?" Sam said letting of the knob.

" I feel like Alice in Wonderland".

Dean said as he noticed the pair of eyes, the same they had seen before watching them once again.

The sounds were getting more intense. Soon they could hear children laughing, steps coming from all over, walking steps, running steps. They felt presences passing by them, warm and cold presences. Invisible forces making their way into the mist. Still, nothing could be seen, just heard.

Sam and Dean were looking around trying to find where that was coming from, unluckily.

Dean gave Sam a sign to go to the Impala. The sounds had gotten too loud for conversation. They headed to it, carefully walking into the mist. Step by step, they wanted to dodge the presences. Not an easy work to do when you can't see a thing.

What a surprise for them, when they reached the other side of the street, the Impala had vanished.

" Now I am pissed, none vanishes with my car" Dean screamed to his brother.

" Bigger problems! We have to get away from here!" Sam screamed back, covering his ears.

" Where to college boy! We don't know where we are!"

" Just walk!"

The boys started walking into a direction, counting on their luck.

Sam…Dean… Sam heard infant voices whispering their names…

Sam…Dean…

" Did you hear that!" Sam stopped suddenly making Dean bump into him.

" Don't do that, damn it!"

" Did you hear that!" Sam asked again close to dean's ears.

" Hear what!"

Come play with us…

" That! Didn't you hear it?"

" Yeah! Ignore it, they are messing with us!" Dean said giving his brother a sign to keep walking.

Let's play catch…

Sam and Dean were speeding their paces.

Start running, we are coming…

" Running is not a bad idea!" Dean shouted at Sam. Both brothers began running.

The infant steps were getting closer to them, opening a way into the mist. Laughs, evil child laughs echoed like thunder. The rain still falling; heavier than before. By now Sam and Dean were totally wet, the heavy drops of water hitting them hard as they ran into the darkness.

Out of nowhere, the apparition of two kids holding hands appeared in the mist, right in front of Sam making him and Dean stop harshly. They couldn't believe their eyes.

" What the fuc…" Dean started. The kids staring at them were…themselves.

" It's us" Sam mentioned the obvious. Their astonished faces met the little boys eyes.

Little Sam and little Dean.

Little Dean holding Sam's hands in a protective way. They had innocent smiles on their faces.

Sam had his eyes wide open in surprise. For a moment, they froze.

" Boooo" Was all they said, before fading. The laughs kept echoing

" I think I need a hug…this little moments will end up braking me." Dean mentioned rubbing his eyes to be sure they had really been there, in front of him.

" Dean…" Sam said worried. Putting aside for a moment little Sam he'd just seen. They had bigger issues to deal with. " You are…vanishing".

" Well, I am starving, but I don't think there are any opened diners here." Dean said as he tried to keep walking. Sam held on of his arms.

" Look at your arms! You are disappearing!".

Dean looked at his arm, getting transparent.

" Funky. I am Marty Mcfly in Back to the future." He recalled the movie as he stretched his arms to take a better look. He could see the water drops going through his skin. The evil laughs seemed to be meant for them, as they were making fun of the situation.

The he looked at Sam, who was not amused at all.

" Sam. You are vanishing too" Sam looked at his legs, they were just like Dean's arms.

" What the hell…" Sam said. Both staring at each other, while vanishing.

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