AN: Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! Only five letters left! Wow. My first ABC fic is nearly complete! This was a lot of fun! I might do another. Not anytime soon, but you know ;) Anyways. I got my dad to watch the imaginary friend episode of SPN! XD While I was dying laughter, he was like "Dafuq?" It's always fun to watch SPN with my dad. He says he doesn't like it, but I think he secretly does. Anywho. Nothing else to really report, so let's get going! Tonight's prompt comes from a one shot I written when season 5 was first around. This isn't the full one shot, rather the last bit of it re written so you know what's going on. So let's go!

Ruby-Thank you darling! Full fic will be out after this is over!

spnfanforlife-Awesome! Full fic is coming after this one! Cas is grounded. For months. Cas: Pancake- Me: You did a bad thing Castiel! You're still grounded. Cas: *tries puppy eyes like Sam* Me: *give him my death glare* Cas: *retreats back to his room* Me: Yup. Grounded.

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U-Under The Fox Hole (Season 5 AU!)

Sam snuck in carefully with the little bundle in his arms. Sure Bobby and Dean were outside working, but Sam didn't take the risk of them seeing him with the thing. He went to the hall closet and grabbed a couple blankets and made a little nest on his bed. He set the bundle down and went to the bathroom. He filled the tub part way full, and grabbed some clean towels.

He went back to the room and grabbed the little bundle. He uncovered it and out popped a baby fox about a month or two old, Sam guessed. Sam couldn't find his mother anywhere, and he refused to leave it. So he brought it ho-er to Bobby's house. Now he was going to give the little guy a nice bath, and then feed him.

Sam shook his head at the home thing. 'Monsters don't have homes.'

He washed the baby and laughed at the playful little thing. Once he was sure Finn, that's what he named it, was good and clean; he took the pup and dried him off. He giggled at Finn who looked like a little ball of fluff. Sam made sure to brush his fur out so it didn't tangle, and then took the little guy back downstairs. He was grateful Bobby and Dean were still outside. He grabbed an old baby bottle, probably his, and washed it out. He then poured some milk in it and warmed it up a little, not knowing if the little fox could have cold milk. He took Finn and sat in the old rocking chair in the living room, and fed the baby fox.

"You know little guy, we're a lot a like. We don't have any parents, and I lost the rest of my family. Not Dean and Bobby physically, but I lost them. They hate me now." Sam said softly. He took a deep breath. "I did something. Something so bad, I deserved to be put down like a rabid dog."

Sam looked down at the baby fox, and saw he was listening intently. Sam put the empty bottle on the table next to him, but continued rocking as it was keeping him calm.

"I've tried to kill myself you know. But he won't let me die. I need to die. Oh God, Finn. I just want to die. I can't do this anymore." Sam said tearfully, and then the dam broke. Sam sobbed for all that it was worth. "S sometimes I wish Castiel, would just smite m me already. O one less a abomination in the word..."

Finn made sad whimpering/chirping noises and tried to lick away Sam's tears but they continued to fall. Finn wanted his human friend to smile like he did earlier. Finn growled as two men came in. The blonde man patted him on the head and took Sam into his arms.

Sam tensed and struggled to get away, but went limp in his brothers arms.

"Sammy-" Dean started.

"Kill me...please...just kill me..."

"No. Sammy, I might be pissed to hell at you, but I don't hate you. Nothing you do can. No matter what happens you're still my baby." Dean soothed.

"You haven't lost anyone boy. We're still here, and we'll figure this out. Together." Bobby said.

Sam nodded.

"So, whose this little guy Sammy?" Dean asked looking at the baby fox that was growling at him.

"F Finn." Sam sniffled. "His name's Finn."

"Finn huh?" Dean smiled.

Sam shrugged and smiled back.

"I was wondering where that whimpering was coming from. So, Finn hmm. He's your responsibility." Bobby said.

Sam smiled and picked Finn up. Finn smiled up at Sam and licked his cheek.

Things would be alright.

There's U y'all! If anyone has any suggestions for the remaining letters, let me know!

Until Next Time! Cas: Pan-Me: No! You're still grounded.